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Chapter 355: "There is so much nonsense about fighting for territory, how dare you say that you are a leader in society?"

"Um"

Looking at the tall, short, strong and thin people in front of him, Zheng Jirong pondered for a moment. Although the appearance of these two people was far less familiar than that of the charterer and Bai Xiuzhu, at first glance, it felt like they had met them before.

Maybe a plot character too?
Thinking of this, he asked directly: "So, what do you want from me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Dapeng took a big step and came close to him. Under Zheng Jirong's unclear eyes, the big man bowed and shouted: "Gang leader, I want to borrow a sum of money from you!"

Damn it, just borrow money, why are you shouting so loudly!

Zheng Jirong nodded, picked up the freshly brewed tea bowl at hand, blew on it and asked lightly: "It's a small matter, how much can I borrow?"

"Ten thousand oceans!"

"Pfft cough cough"

He choked on the hot tea that had not yet been consumed. Zheng Jirong patted his chest and said in shock: "How much?"

"Break it? This wood is thicker than a person hugging you, and it looks like a fir tree. Even bullets can't penetrate it. Can he break it?"

"call"

Just when he was thinking about whether to lower the price, Du Dapeng suddenly took a deep breath and shouted angrily!
Then he suddenly lunged forward, his hands turned into claws, and he directly grabbed the pillar! At this moment, his arm muscles suddenly swelled, and the wooden pillar suddenly made a clear cracking sound!
Click!
Under the astonished eyes of everyone, this solid wooden pillar, which was thick enough to be surrounded by one person, was torn into two pieces from the middle by this guy!
"Holy shit! Run quickly!!!"

"If you don't have ten thousand, eight thousand will do."

As if he realized that the amount he borrowed was a bit too much, Du Dapeng rubbed his head in embarrassment and changed his words.

He spread his hands and said seriously: "As A Xing said, ten thousand yuan is enough to buy a small western-style house on Xiafei Road. If I lend you so much money at once, if you can't pay it back, then my losses will be huge again." Who should make up for it?”

After saying that, he took a deep breath and slowly accumulated strength between his two palms.

After thinking about this, Du Dapeng raised his head and looked around the shed. When he saw a pillar erected in the corner of the shed, he strode straight over.

"No." Du Dapeng shook his head and promised Zheng Jirong: "As long as you, the gang leader, are willing to lend me this money, my life, Du Dapeng, will be yours from now on. Whether it is going up the mountain of swords or going down into the sea of ​​fire, I will go there for you." !”

Judging from this posture, this kid must be a practitioner, and he seems to have learned qigong. In addition, he is so intimidating that it is not too bad to spend 10,000 yuan to buy such a thug.

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Fortunately, only one piece of wood was torn off, and the entire roof did not collapse directly. Instead, it all leaned towards Du Dapeng.
After waving the dust in front of them, they could no longer see Du Dapeng. The guy was buried under the roof of the shed.

"Ten thousand oceans?!" Zhou Xingzu asked at the right time: "Brother, do you want to buy a bungalow?"

The eyes of Zheng Jirong and others also followed and they saw Du Dapeng patting the wooden pillar first, then turning to Zheng Jirong and shouting: "Guang leader, please watch it!"

boom! ! !
Before Zhou Xingzu finished speaking, the entire wooden shed fell down with a bang!

After listening to what he said, Du Dapeng fell silent. In fact, both he and Zheng Jirong knew that as long as the money was lent out, it would never be recovered. If you want to get the money, you must at least prove your ability.

Peng Yixing shook his head in disbelief, "This guy is so big. I think he wants to carry this pillar to prove his strength."

"This big guy won't be smashed to death, right?"

"Brother Rong," Zhou Xingzu leaned over and asked curiously, "Isn't this big man trying to break this pillar with one palm?"

Hearing their words, Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows and continued to look at Du Dapeng who was lucking in front of the pillar.

Seeing the serious look on this guy's face, Zheng Jirong thought for a moment and didn't ask him what he was going to do with so much money. Instead, he nodded directly and said: "The money is not a problem, but how can I believe that you have the ability?" How about paying this money back?”

"Stop joking, this guy can tear logs apart with his hands, how could he be killed by a wooden shed?"

At this time, Zheng Jirong had completely figured out who this Du Dapeng was. Who else could he be in such a crude scene of tearing people apart?
He really didn't expect that within a few days of his arrival in Shanghai, Qixia would come to seek refuge with him.
wow~
The disgraced Du Dapeng was pulled directly out of the ruins. He first spit out the dust on the ground, then he sheepishly raised his hands to Zheng Jirong and said, "I'm sorry, Gang Leader, I used too much force, I didn't scare you. "

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zheng Jirong shook his head, walked up to him with a laugh, dusted off his clothes, then patted this guy on the shoulder and said seriously: "From now on, just call me Brother Rong like them, and come back with me later. From today on You are my brother, Zheng Jirong."

"That thing about ten thousand oceans."

"Fool," Zhou Xingzu shouted at this guy: "Are you afraid of not having money after following Brother Rong?"

Zheng Jirong smiled and said to Du Dapeng: "I don't have so much money with me now. I'll have someone go to the bank to get it for you when I get back. Don't worry!"

He hammered the guy's thick chest hard several times, "I, Zheng Jirong, do what I say, and I will never treat my brothers badly!"

Du Dapeng was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "Thank you, Brother Rong! Brother Rong, you don't know something. In fact, I don't want to use these ten thousand oceans for my own use, but..."

"Hey," Zheng Jirong raised his hand and interrupted: "You are my brother. As long as you are not committing adultery, you can spend the money however you want. There is no need to explain to me."

"Thank you!"

Du Dapeng nodded deeply with emotion. He really didn't intend to spend the money on his own. The reason why he borrowed so much money at once was purely to treat his uncle for medical treatment and surgery.

His parents died when he was young, and his uncle raised him single-handedly. Because he had an unusual physique and a fierce personality since he was a child, in order to prevent him from causing trouble in Shanghai, his uncle took the trouble to personally send him there. Studying in Shaolin Temple.

Not long ago, after he returned from studying in the temple, he found that his uncle was seriously ill and bedridden. After going to the hospital for a checkup, he found out that there was a tumor in his brain and that he needed to be surgically removed in time.

Du Dapeng didn't know what surgery was, but one thing he knew was that if he didn't have this surgery, the uncle who raised him would not live long.

According to the doctor, a craniotomy would cost at least several thousand oceans. He would not be able to make that much money just by carrying bags at the dock in his lifetime.

Fortunately, this time, he seized the only opportunity in his life.

Thinking of this, Du Dapeng became even more delighted, and couldn't help but open his arms and hug Zheng Jirong into his arms!
"Thank you, Brother Rong! Apart from my uncle and the abbot, you are the first person to be so kind to me!"

"Damn, just thank you, kid. Why are you holding me so tightly? Let go!"

Zheng Jirong didn't expect that he would be caught off guard and this guy would force him into a lock. After he tried hard to break away, he said to Du Dapeng: "Don't hug each other if you have nothing to do in the future. We are all big men. What's the point of doing this?" ?”

"Um, I'm sorry, Brother Rong. When I was a bronze figure in Shaolin Temple, I was used to doing this with my fellow apprentices."

"what?"

Zheng Jirong was surprised when he heard this and said, "You used to be an eighteenth bronze medalist in Shaolin Temple?" "Yes!" Du Dapeng nodded and admitted.

"Then are you good at using a folding stool?"

"Folding bench? I've never heard of it, but I have a few juniors who like to practice on long benches."

Well, it turns out that this tradition has been around for decades.

After communicating with this guy, Zheng Jirong then turned his attention to Tie Zhu, who had been staying silent in the corner, and said thoughtfully: "Is this brother also from the Shaolin Temple?"

"no."

Tie Zhu immediately shook his head in denial and said: "I am from the Eagle Claw Sect. I practice Eagle Claw Kung Fu and Qing Kung Fu. I have never learned anything about the bench."

Eagle Claw Door.
Zheng Jirong thought through it quickly in his mind. He had heard this name many times in Hong Kong Island, and the owner of the Eagle Claw Sect was also one of the judges of the three-place boxing championship.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and looked at the man opposite and asked: "Brother Tiezhu, right? I've always valued heroes, what do you have?"

Before Zheng Jirong finished speaking, Tiezhu suddenly stepped on the ground and flashed out of the shack in the blink of an eye. His movement was so fast that no one in the audience except Zheng Jirong could see clearly how he passed.

Then the kid gently raised his toes, picked up a pebble from the ground and held it in the palm of his hand. With his five fingers forming claws, he heard a click, and the extremely hard pebble was directly crushed into powder by him? !
Am I stupid? ! !

What's going on with these strange heroes? Isn't the force value too high? ! !

Zheng Jirong did not hide the shock in his eyes as he crushed a pebble into pieces. He was confident that he could easily do it and crush it into powder.
Is this guy's hand a hydraulic press?

After calming down, Zheng Jirong stepped forward with a smile on his face and praised: "Good kung fu! Taking a peek at the corner, you can see the whole picture. Brother Tiezhu is not only outstanding in light kung fu, but also has such a terrifying Eagle Claw Kung Fu. It is conceivable that I know that the Eagle Claw Sect must be a hidden sect that is not weaker than the Shaolin Temple!"

"This"

Tie Zhu opened his eyes and replied: "No, Gang Leader, our Eagle Claw Sect's martial arts gym is in Tjin, there is no hidden world."

"Hahaha, that's why Brother Tiezhu, you are so talented." Zheng Jirong put his arm on his shoulder and said, "No wonder I was so friendly when I saw you. I didn't expect that you, like me, are one of a kind. A martial arts prodigy.”

"Say it," Zheng Jirong said with a smile, "Whatever you want, as long as Brother Rong and I can do it, I will definitely agree to it!"

Hearing his words, Tie Zhu, who had a smile on his face, suddenly turned cold. He didn't know what he thought of, and said in a low voice: "Brother Rong, as long as you do me a favor, my life will be yours from now on! "

"Eh!"

Zheng Jirong said displeased: "Brothers, what are you talking about? Just tell me what is going on."

Seeing Tiezhu's serious look, not only Zheng Jirong, but also Zhou Xingzu and others also pricked up their ears and looked over. How insane must this kid be to do something that is impossible even with such terrifying force?
"I want you to help me kill someone!"

"Oh"

Zheng Jirong nodded and then asked: "What else?"

"Ah? No more," Tie Zhu suddenly shook his head.

"Seeing how cautious you are," Zheng Jirong narrowed his eyes and said, "The person you want to kill is not a high-ranking official or a foreigner, right?"

"No."

"Is that a martial arts master?"

"Not at all."

"It's impossible for him to be the leader of a warlord, A-Zhu. To put it bluntly, Brother Rong, you are just a gang leader. You want me to be a warlord?"

Seeing Zheng Jirong getting further and further away, Tiezhu said quickly: "It's Lei Gong, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang!"

".Gone?"

"Gone!"

Damn, a gang leader makes himself so cautious!
Zheng Jirong moved his face. As before, he did not ask Tiezhu why he wanted to kill Lei Gong. Instead, he asked him: "It's okay to kill him. Speaking of which, even if Tiezhu didn't tell me, I wouldn't have thought of letting him." How long will this guy live? But with your ability, can't you kill him?"

Tie Zhu shook his head slowly and explained with hatred in his eyes: "Every time this old guy goes out, he takes a dozen gunmen with him. Even when he sleeps, there are dozens of gunmen guarding around his house."

"When the foreign gun was fired, bullets were fired. I tried twice but failed. Once I almost lost my life."

He said bitterly: "It's a pity that my movement skills are not faster than bullets, otherwise I would have killed this old pig and dog who has been stabbed a thousand times!"

Seeing the hateful expression on this boy's face, Zheng Jirong knew without guessing that either his childhood sweetheart had been taken over by Thunder God, or that a family member or brother had died at the hands of Thunder God.

He sighed softly, patted Tie Zhu on the shoulder and promised him: "I promise you, I will avenge this revenge for you!"

Tie Zhu nodded, and just when he was about to say something more, a loud shouting suddenly came from outside the pier, "Where are the bastards from the Ax Gang! Get out of here!"

Zheng Jirong and others turned to look. At this time, the outside of the pier was already crowded with Black Tiger Gang boys wearing black jackets and holding machetes and axes. The leader was a man in his forties who was holding a cane.

After Tie Zhu saw the person coming clearly, he said to everyone: "Lei Gong has four adopted sons, and they are called the four tigers of the Black Tiger Gang. The big tiger kills from the north and will not be happy without blood; the two tigers and black crows will not be happy without wealth. ; The three tigers and old snakes are all about sex; the four tiger wild boar is the one you just shot to death, Brother Rong, and they are all about flesh and pleasure."

"The name is quite interesting," Zheng Jirong asked with a smile, "Then which tiger is this?"

"It's Dahu Bei Killing!"

Tie Zhu looked at the dense crowd on the other side and whispered to Zheng Jirong: "Brother Rong, there are so many people on the other side. Should we avoid it first? I know a small road."

"Shut up!"

Zheng Jirong shouted at him angrily: "I have never been in the habit of running away without a fight. Having too many people is useless! They are just a bunch of low-class gangsters. You think they are an army!"

"Uh, I understand!"

After a while, Bei Sha walked up to them on crutches. After sizing up the people on the opposite side, he asked Zheng Jirong in a low voice: "Are you the leader of the Ax Gang? Do you know whose territory this is? You actually dare"

boom!
Zheng Jirong blew on the smoke coming out of the gun and glanced disdainfully at Bei Sha, who was twitching on the ground.

"There is so much nonsense about fighting for territory, how dare you say that you are a member of society?"

(End of this chapter)