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"Master Hang, just let him go like this?"

In the tea restaurant, Xiwei looked at Tou Majun and others who came and dispersed like a gust of wind, quite puzzled.

Li Wenhang sat on the chair and said cheerfully: "What else? Do you really want to kill him with one shot?"

"He violated the club's rules first. Even if I beat him to death, no one would be able to say a single typo." Xiwei was as stubborn as a piece of wood, with an extremely serious look on his face.

"This is indeed the truth." Li Wenhang sneered, "But if everyone in the world was reasonable, we wouldn't have to live so tiringly."

After Xiwei thought for a moment, he simply shook his head: "I don't understand."

"Then let me ask you, when you thought that bag of powder was me, why didn't you think of just shooting me to death?"

Li Wenhang asked back casually, which made Xiwei startled. He subconsciously said: "That's because Third Uncle..."

"Because Third Uncle asked you to stand on my side, right?" Li Wenhang interrupted Xiwei, "Today there are more than a hundred people following Tou Ma Jun. Do you think they are on my side or Tou Ma Jun?

?Even if you kill Touma Jun, can you guarantee that none of the hundreds of people want to take advantage of the chaos to help Touma Jun get revenge?"

Xiwei was suddenly speechless.

"It is difficult for people to understand each other. You think you are doing things according to the rules, but others may not think so. What's more, many times you may not be really right. The truth does not come from the imperial decree. You really need to be reasonable.

It's better to wait until the work is done and then tell those who are dissatisfied so that they can get off the ground."

Li Wenhang picked up the teapot and poured tea, and continued leisurely with the gurgling water.

"In my eyes, neither your life nor my life is more valuable than Touma Jun's life. There are many ways to deal with him, so why take the risk of being shot in the dark? Rely on what you think is right.

I think that as long as I pull the trigger, everything will be fine, whether it's a political or social situation, it's not that simple."

When the cup was full and Li Wenhang slowly drank the whole cup of tea, Xiwei finally came back to his senses from the long silence.

"I...seem to understand."

"Oh? What did you understand? Can you tell me?" Li Wenhang asked with interest.

Xiwei grinned and gave a thumbs up to Li Wenhang: "I understand why my third uncle always says that you are more suitable to be a leader than Touma Jun."

I have been thinking about it for a long time, and this is what I understand?!

The corners of Li Wenhang's mouth twitched slightly, and it took him a while to calm down, and he said in a serious and thoughtful tone: "Xiwei, you should use your brain less in the future."

"Yes." Xiwei nodded vigorously, "My third uncle also said that people like us only need to be good at using guns."

Third uncle, third uncle, where did you discover such a talent...

Originally, I was thinking of tricking Ma Jun, sneaking behind the scenes, and then using a shield to stand in the front. Now it seems that at least Xiwei can't be counted on.

Resisting the desire to complain in his heart, Li Wenhang sighed and said, "Inform my third uncle for me."

"Notification...what notification?" Xiwei didn't respond.

"Inform the old man that he will go to the Jiande Stadium the night after tomorrow to watch me and Touma Jun fight for life. Otherwise, will he really go to the game? By the way, remember to ask the old man to invite more people to come. It is a rare opportunity to establish his authority.

Of course, it will be enjoyable if more people watch it, which will save me from having to perform in front of them one by one in the future."

After mumbling the last half of the sentence, Li Wenhang stood up, looked at the waiting Huaqiang and the other three, and clapped his hands gently.

"We should also prepare to avoid capsizing in the gutter."

"I got it, Yueping, Dahai, let's go."

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"Brother Long, have you received the letter from your third uncle?"

Yuen Long urban area, Hing Long Boxing Gym.

A plump little fat man kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief and asking questions about the people in front of him.

And this man, whom the little fat man called Brother Long, was covering his face with a towel, sitting on the bench next to the wall of the boxing gym, with little beads of sweat dripping down his chiseled jawline on his muscular body.

Although the appearance of the strong body cannot be seen clearly, this perfect figure alone is enough to make women flock to him.

Seeing that Brother Long didn't speak, the little fat man wasn't surprised and kept talking to himself.

"Let me tell you, even if Third Uncle and the others really despise Touma Jun and don't want him to take the leading position, there is no need to praise Hangzi. If this is you, Brother Penglong, I don't believe that Touma Jun dares to say half of it.

Don’t tell me, that guy has been called a top horse for a few days, and he really thinks of himself as a person, huh..."

Just when the little fat man's face was full of disdain, Brother Long finally raised his hand and took off the white towel on his face.

Different from the phenomenon, the face hidden under the towel is not as strong as his strong body, but rather appears to be rather feminine and ferocious.

"Piggy, if you want to be the leader, you have to fight for it yourself. I am your brother. If you want to fight, I will definitely support you."

The little fat man shrank his neck and said with a sneer: "Brother Long, what are you talking about? You know I'm a timid person. How dare I fight..."

"If you don't have the guts, just shut up and watch the show." Brother Long stood up and stretched his waist lazily, "Now there are thousands of large and small societies in Hong Kong, and there are thousands of so-called leading ones. Are leading ones very prestigious? I am a scholar.

Dragons are people who want to do great things. The hard work of making money to support the brothers in the community is left to those who want to do it."

Standing back up, Shang Wenlong raised his clenched right fist and looked at the bulging veins on his arms and wrists, his eyes gradually looking a little crazy due to paranoia.

"Whether it's Hangzi or Tou Majun, no matter who among them is the leader, I, Shang Wenlong, will always be the number one red stick in the prefix, and will also be the only double-flowered stick in Hong Kong in the future! The world of Hong Kong Island will not

I remember the leader of the Sunset Club, but I will definitely remember me and the name Shang Wenlong!"

here we go again……

Looking at Shang Wenlong who was gradually immersed in his own world, Shang Wuzhu struggled to hold up his fat body.

"Brother Long, are we still going to the Jiande Stadium?"

"Go, why don't you go? Since Hang Zai is so determined to fight head-on with Ma Jun, it means that he must have masters under his command."

Shang Wenlong twisted and moved his wrist, his whole body was a little ready to move.

"Hangzai has been studying in the Mainland these years. Most of his masters are from the Mainland. I don't know if they are good enough to fight..."

"Okay, then I'll go and reply to my third uncle now."

Shang Wuzhu was about to leave, but suddenly paused, seemed to recall something, and spoke with a somewhat awkward expression.

"Brother Long, since Uncle Third has notified us to watch the battle, he must have also notified Liang Yaokai. What will happen then?"

Strong and arrogant like Shang Wenlong, he was speechless for a moment after hearing the name Liang Yaokai.

After a long while, he rubbed his hair and waved his hands in an irritable tone.

"The worst we can do is get there early, say hello to Third Uncle, and then move to another place to watch the game. I don't want to meet this pervert."

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