Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 21 Try to make a choice, be satisfied!
  "Boy, let's talk!"

Before closing in the afternoon

Wang Dazhi and Zhao Jichang teamed up to find him.

Just like when they found Li Daniu, the two of them stared at Wei Hong with obvious threats in their eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Wei Hong raised his eyes in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, with no trace of panic on his face.

"Haha, you are so courageous! No wonder the stall wants to cultivate you like this!" Wang Dazhi rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "Wang has reserved a table at Tianxian Tower tonight. I wonder if Brother Wei can come and taste it? You and I are also good. Have a drink.”

Look at his pretentious manner.

Wei Hong couldn't help but frowned subconsciously.

Zhao Jichang on the side didn't say a word, just stared at him with an unhappy face.

It seemed that he didn't bother to say anything more, just came to see the excitement.

But Wei Hong's talent was so high that the other party couldn't help but come to him now.

"Don't think about it." Wei Hong refused mercilessly: "I only have the opportunity to clean here because of the kindness of the stall owner. I don't want to get involved with anyone."

Zhao Jichang was speechless!

"I'm sorry!" Wei Hong made his choice without hesitation: "I have to go home early, I'm afraid I won't be lucky enough to drink this meal."

"Oh?" Wang Dazhi's expression suddenly became sinister. He narrowed his eyes like a poisonous snake and said with a half-smile, "Brother Wei, don't you think about it anymore?"

"hehe!"

Wang Dazhi didn't talk nonsense, turned around and left.

The hostility in his eyes gradually disappeared, and eventually turned into loneliness.

Just quietly pack up your things and go home from work.

"Brother Zhao, are you kidding?" Wei Hong sighed helplessly: "Even if the stall owner wants to help us, he can't be the master of the wife. And haven't you heard how much people dislike us pig-killers?"

The banquet that Wang Dazhi mentioned was obviously not as simple as eating.

This is a kind of temptation and a kind of choice!
  If Wei Hong agrees to the banquet, it means that he agrees to join the second stall head lineage. If he does not agree, it means that he chooses the big stall head lineage.

Zhao Jichang's eyes softened a bit. He was silent for a while and finally said, "Young lady is not something you can imagine."

"Good, good!"

Evening
  Anlefang East Street, in the private room on the third floor of Tianxian Building!
  Wang Dazhi and two others were drinking and drinking with several strong men. Both parties were having a great time eating and drinking. After a while, they became brothers and became intimate with each other.

"Be careful Wang Dazhi, this bitch may find someone to deal with you." Zhao Jichang sighed and patted his shoulder, then turned around and left.

……

Wei Hong raised his eyebrows and said nothing more.

This is a choice that every apprentice will face only after they officially become a swordsman.

He didn't even look at Wei Hong, as if he was already a dead person.

Since Wei Hong firmly chose to side with the stall and there was no possibility for him to be with Zhu Furong, he naturally had no interest in continuing to be hostile.

If Wei Hong were here, he would definitely recognize the identities of these people.

They are the gangsters from the Tiger Head Gang who usually collect fees in the slums.

The leader of the group, the little leader, was tall and had a scar on his face, so he was nicknamed Master Dao.

"Master Dao, come on, come on, keep drinking!" Wang Dazhi complimented with a smile on his face: "I always have no time to drink with you on weekdays. Today we have to have a good drink." "What do you call me?" Call me brother!" Scarface laughed while burping from wine: "Brother Wang, you are a very busy man. You eat and drink spicy food in the butcher shop every day, so you naturally don't have time to talk to the likes of us."

"What the hell." Wang Dazhi quickly apologized and said, "We stinky pig butchers are tired and hardworking, but after all, we are not as majestic as you, Mr. Dao."

"That's true, who in this three-thirds of an acre knows the majesty of our Master Dao."

"Haha, Master Dao is a well-known figure in Anlefang Street. We really admire him!"

"Come on, come on, keep drinking, we'll toast you."

The rest of the people also praised him.

Dao Scar's face suddenly became restless. He waved his hands with satisfaction and said, "Brothers, you're welcome. After drinking, you are one of our own. I will report your name to Dao Brother when I have something to do outside. It will definitely come in handy."

"Thank you Master Dao, come on, come on, have another drink."

Wang Dazhi drank a lot of wine, and when Scarface was half drunk and half awake, he sighed in a pretentious manner.

"Why is Brother Wang sighing?" the scar-faced fan asked in surprise with his eyes wide open.

"It's nothing." Wang Dazhi said quickly: "It's just that there was a thorn in my side recently that really bothered me, but it's not convenient to deal with it personally. It's really worrying."

"Oh?" Scarface sneered with ferocious eyes: "Is there anyone else who dares to make you uncomfortable, Brother Wang? Tell me, do you want me to deal with him?"

"That's great!" Wang Dazhi took advantage of the situation and said: "Maybe you know this guy. He is a kid who grew up in a slum. He has no background. He has been practicing Zhuang Kung Fu for two months and is so awesome. If he can fight It would be best if you cut off your limbs and teach him a lesson."

"A kid from the slums?" Scarface was sober for three minutes. He squinted his eyes and asked with a smile on his face, "What is Brother Wang referring to?"

"Old Man Wei's grandson, Wei Hong!"

"he?"

Scarface's expression changed, and the other gangsters also had strange expressions.

The atmosphere at the wine table suddenly became a little dull.

"What?" Wang Dazhi's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but frown: "Master Dao, don't you dare to provoke this kid?"

"What the hell!" Scarface retorted angrily: "It's just a lonely old man and a half-grown boy. There's nothing I don't dare to provoke, it's just..."

"Just what?" Wang Dazhi was still puzzled.

Is it possible that these bastards still care about neighborliness?
  It's impossible. Normally, when they charge protection money, they don't even recognize their relatives.

"Ouch!" Wang Dazhi seemed to have thought of something. He slapped his forehead and stuffed a few ingots of silver into it, and said with a smile: "I was just a little brother, I am not sensible, a little tea money is not disrespectful, I hope Mr. Dao can help me." force."

"This is not a matter of money." Dao Scarface reluctantly removed his eyes from the money and persuaded with a wry smile: "Brother Wang, you'd better not touch him. A person who can grow up in a slum. , but his heart is dark. Don’t look at how he is usually so loud and angry, and can be bullied by anyone, but..."

Scarface hesitated to speak!

The few gangsters seemed to have remembered something, and they all couldn't help but tremble.

"Anyway!" Scarface said seriously: "You'd better not provoke him randomly. There is a mixture of good and bad in the slums, and those who grew up among outlaws are also outlaws. Even if we go in under the skin of the Tiger Head Gang to collect protection fees, I usually don’t dare to go too far, it’s really not worthwhile for you to provoke him.”

"hehe!"

Wang Dazhi's expression suddenly turned cold.

He did not give up his plan because of these words of advice.

He just cursed in his heart that these bastards were really hard to achieve, and it was all in vain that he arranged such a banquet.

(End of this chapter)