The pressure cooker didn't answer, but she heard Nie Xueying laughing from the side. After she laughed, a sentence suddenly came out from the crowd.

"They are from the Nanluoguxiang slums."

Among the crowd of onlookers, as soon as these words came out, many onlookers echoed and ridiculed. Chu Xiangdong heard that the voice was unfamiliar. He definitely knew him and was someone he didn't know.

Chu Xiangdong didn't speak. There was a quarrel

"It turns out that he is from the slums, and he pretends to be serious and wears a military uniform. No matter how much he pretends to be, he is still from the slums."

"What happened to the slums? Your parents were born with bright faces, right? Maybe he was also born as a cowherd boy."

"You're looking for trouble, aren't you? You must be from the slums."

"I am from the slums, I am proud, what’s wrong? I don’t have to worry about our family composition. Both my parents are poor farmers."

Zhong Yueming yelled at the person who started the trouble:

"Are you deliberately trying to stir up trouble today? The purpose of today's event is to resolve the grievances between extremists like you. We are all stubborn, regardless of our origins. If you have the ability, stop being a bastard. If you have the ability, go to the front line to guard Zhenbao Island."

After saying this, many die-hards recognized it.

"Well said, this is the right thing to say."

Zhong Yueming approached Chu Xiangdong:

"You said, what are you arguing about? I, Zhong Yueming, make friends no matter where I am from."

"I'm not your friend, so why are you worrying so much about it? After everyone was quiet, Zhong Yueming looked at Chu Xiangdong with a smile and said:

"It doesn’t matter if you’re not a ‘veteran’. I just saw you coming to the Shichahai Ice Arena wearing a military uniform and I’m so proud of you. I, Zhong Yueming, want to make you a friend."

"However, that guy wasn't joking right? Are you really from the slums of Nanluoguxiang? Before release, it was really an enemy-occupied area for those of us 'veterans'."

"I heard that most of the stubborn bosses in your alley are hooligans, right? They are all uneducated, ruthless, and glory in ignorance. Ma

Chengyuan listened and finally couldn't hold back his displeasure and said:

"You are ignorant. Can you speak? Just open your mouth and come?"

"You deserve a beating, right? Who is proud of being ignorant?"

"What's so great about veterans that we're not afraid of them?"

"The only ones who are stupid are the 'veterans' who have brain problems, right? If I don’t know someone, I’ll always ask, ‘Which district is your dad from?’"

He Xiaolong stopped Ma Chengyuan and said:

"Captain, he didn't say anything about you, he did."

He Xiaolong didn't finish his words.

Ma Chengyuan stopped his hand and shouted:

"We are an organization, Xiaolong, if you want to say that, don’t follow our organization in the future. You have been expelled from the organization from now on."

He Xiaolong was stunned after hearing this, and saw Zhong Yueming's gang looking at him angrily. He said speechlessly:

"Okay, I won’t say it, okay, I’ll be wading through troubled waters."

Ma Chengyuan's words did not anger Zhong Yueming, but they angered several buddies around him.

Even many of the stubborn 'veterans' who were watching were gearing up.

"Who is this, dares to challenge Zhong Yueming?"

"He looks like he needs a beating, and he seems to have lost his job."

"They seemed to have just finished fighting and were all injured."

"I lost the fight and came to the Shichahai ice rink to embarrass myself."

"Do you care? Don't you want us to go out and practice?"

He Xiaolong took out the spring lock from his sleeve and was furious as he watched the hecklers roar like a lion from Hedong. The hecklers were shocked by He Xiaolong and stopped talking.

Zhong Yueming wanted to tease Chu Xiangdong, but when he saw him teasing him from time to time, he couldn't He didn't expect that he was an organized person, and what he didn't expect even more was that the people in his organization seemed to have just finished fighting and lost their honors.

On Zhong Yueming's side, one of the buddies had already stuffed one hand into a military satchel. Wearing a grass-green breeches and a military coat:

"Who are you scolding? Try to curse again. Believe it or not, I will chop your ass off."

He spoke in a very wild tone, and with such forceful movements, he was warning Ma Chengyuan that there is a knife in my bag.

Chu Xiangdong recognized this person at a glance as Zhong Yueming's good friend, named Yuan Jun.

Yuan Jun was not tall, short and fat. He is fat, but he is taller than Ma Chengyuan from the Drama Theater.

Ma Chengyuan is about 16, not even 1.6 meters, and Yuan Jun is only 1.7 meters tall.

Before the system was turned on, Chu Xiangdong did not include the stubborn masters. They look down upon these 'veterans'.

Because among the die-hard owners in the alleys, they also look down on these 'veterans'. They all think that they are the children of cadres who rely on their parents' power. Without their parents, where would he have the courage and capital? Being bullish and coaxing all day long?

To put it bluntly, they are a kind of pampered young master and ruffian who have grown up relying on their family's power and money. When they really fight, and fight alone, they don't have the experience and experience of the kids in the alley. He is cruel and ruthless. Based on this alone, Chu Xiangdong feels that the guys from the drama theater are about the same as the guys from the army, or even worse than the guys from the army.

Fights in alleys are common because there are so many people in the alleys. After the fight Just withdraw. Even if the police come, it will be difficult to find the troublemaker.

It is easy for children who are not born and raised in alleys to get lost in the alleys.

Sometimes the police even go around and get lost.

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