The Road to Slaying God

It was already two o'clock in the morning, but the market at this time was turbulent.

The flow of people began to gather in several very prosperous entertainment venues. These entertainment venues were all entered by external forces after Brother Dao didn't ask about Jianghu.

Two words can be used to describe the current city.

passionate!

People are panicked!

When some powerful government agencies got the news, it was already too late. It was too sudden and there was no warning. It seemed that the entire city's underground forces suddenly emerged from the ground.

Not enough police!

This is the biggest problem facing the city police. Because of the rush and the time being two o'clock in the morning, it is too late to mobilize police forces.

Of course, the police naturally have their own methods. Immediately, countless police officers got through the phone calls of informants or some bosses. For a competent police officer, it is natural for a competent policeman to know some bosses of underground forces.

Any police officer handling a case needs the help of some bosses.

For a police officer, the biggest enemies are robbers, thieves, rapists, fleeing criminals, drug lords... It is a good thing for a city to have a stable underground force. After all, stable underground forces will not lead to bloody events.

Real gangsters disdain to do things like robbery, and it is the things that these gangsters are unwilling to do that cause the most panic among the people. Therefore, the power of the police is to crack down on cases that affect social peace.

In short, as long as a figure like Brother Dao does not cause public outrage, the political authorities will turn a blind eye or close an eye. After all, underground forces are an inevitable product of society. If Brother Dao is arrested, countless people will naturally appear. Brother Dao, this will actually affect the stability of society.

A smart boss will not affect the lives of ordinary citizens, and will not be involved in guns or drugs. As long as he pays attention to these points, he will live a happy life without offending important figures in the political department.

Of course, when the gangster's strength develops to a certain level, he will have a feeling of self-aggrandizement and a mentality of "I am the best in the world", and even ignore some people in functional departments. In the countryside, this kind of people are basically on the verge of destruction.

No matter in ancient times or in modern times, I have never heard of gangsters being able to confront the government. The Italian Mafia, Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi, and Taiwan's Bamboo Union Gang Hongmen will all maintain a certain relationship with the government.

As for ancient times, there are countless examples. Almost all gangs will have a good relationship with the court. Those escort agencies that are between black and white require the permission of the court before they can work.

Brother Dao is not a stupid person.

Even if Brother Dao is stupid, he will become smarter after going to jail several times.

Therefore, Brother Dao is still alive and well.

Some functional departments were relieved after hearing what Brother Dao was doing. If it was Brother Dao, then things were still under control. Everyone knew that Brother Dao was very measured in what he did.

What the political department is most afraid of is a fight between gangsters and students, where people are most likely to die.

In fact, Brother Dao was very measured in what he did. No one was killed among the more than 40 people who killed him. This is a measure of propriety. If someone died, Brother Dao would no longer be Brother Dao.

Of course, the police were still prepared for things to get out of control. Some armed forces were concentrated at several traffic arteries in the city, waiting for orders. The ambulances in the hospital were also notified, and some doctors who performed surgeries were also removed. Wake up in bed and be ready... Mao Yunhua left. His status was not suitable for participating in such an "activity".

When Zhang Yang and the others followed Brother Dao to the Golden Years, the parking lot in front of the huge golden gate of the Golden Years was already crowded with people. It was so dark that it was impossible to distinguish between friend and foe. This made Liu Biao very worried, like The most feared thing about such a large-scale brawl is that one cannot distinguish between ourselves and the enemy and start a melee.

In the fights Liu Biao participated in in City C, there were countless examples of hurting his own people. The thing that made Liu Biao vomit blood the most was that he once brought several brothers to help set up a fight. One of his friends saw a familiar person and He walked over and patted the other person on the shoulder from behind. He knew that because the other person was too nervous, he actually stabbed him with his backhand. The brother was almost killed on the spot, and now there is a shocking scar on his stomach.

Although there are a lot of people, it is unusually quiet. People here are talking to each other without disturbing the river. Some fighting instruments are placed on the ground, some in flower beds, some on the grass in the green belt, and some simply Holding it blatantly in his hand, the flashing sharp blade gave off a heart-stopping cold light under the street lamp.

Emotions were very high. Although most people were nervous, they were all covered up by the high emotions. After all, Brother Dao coming out of the mountain was something worth being excited about.

"Brother Dao!"

"Brother Dao!"

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Brother Dao walked in slowly. Immediately, several gangsters who were obviously small bosses hurried over to say hello. Their faces were full of enthusiasm. Brother Dao was too important to them. If Brother Dao fell, they would lose it. A lot, and Brother Dao has stood up, and there will be a steady stream of things handed over to them, such as visiting venues, loan sharking, visiting construction sites, selling some soft drugs, etc. These can provide them with a lot of employment opportunities. In fact, Providing jobs will be one of the reasons why the government does not care. It is an eternal truth that it is better to block the situation than to block it.

"Take off your clothes!" Brother Dao's voice was low. He endured the severe pain of the wound and took off the shockingly red vest, revealing his strong and well-proportioned muscles.

"Take off your clothes!"

"Take off your clothes!"

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There was a suppressed sound, and immediately, hundreds of people in front of the door took off their clothes. This made Liu Biao feel relieved. It turned out that the people here were all brothers of Brother Dao.

When everyone took off their clothes, a kind of majestic spectacle made everyone even more excited.

There is not much pressure on people when there are many people, but uniform clothing gives people a completely different feeling. One hundred ordinary people and one hundred people wearing the same clothing have completely different feelings. When the gangsters take off their clothes Finally, this sloppy crowd suddenly generated a powerful momentum, which gave people a huge psychological pressure. This is the visual effect brought by uniform dress, and then produced psychological impact.

At this time, groups of consuming customers walked out of Golden Years from time to time and left the scene in a panic. Occasionally, a few brave ones ran far away and squatted on the ground to watch the fun.

After waiting for ten minutes, the entrance became deserted, and even some of the stalls selling sugar cane fruits were completely packed and disappeared without a trace.

Now, it's time for Brother Dao to come forward.

Brother Dao took off his upper body and walked towards the Golden Years Gate. One person walked in front, while Zhang Yang and the other three also took off their clothes and followed closely behind Brother Dao.

Slowly, a huge flow of people moved behind Brother Dao, and the naked upper body reflected a soft light under the light. However, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and the murderous weapons in the hands of the gangsters only accentuated this palpitation. of depression.

The hall of the golden years is on the second floor, and the first floor is a huge spiral staircase.

The flow of people is like a winding dragon, moving up the stairs. It seems that no power can stop the movement of this dragon.

"Brother Dao, Brother Dao is here!"

As soon as Brother Dao came upstairs, a manager-looking man wearing a black suit came over with a flattering smile on his face. Behind him, there were several male waiters, each holding a few in his hands. They give out a pack of high-end cigarettes to everyone they see. Unfortunately, the gangsters have a cold face and don't accept cigarettes at all.

"Haha, do you still know me?" Brother Dao took the cigarette handed over by the manager, and immediately the manager lit it for him.

"We know each other. How could I not know the famous Brother Dao? Hehe, our boss said that we will invite Brother Dao to tea another day. I hope Brother Dao..."

"There's no need to change the day. If your boss is free today, come over. If not, you don't have to drink this tea in the future." Brother Dao took out a puff of cigarette comfortably, as if the cigarette could relieve the pain.

"Our boss is also a gangster..." The anger in the manager's eyes flashed away, and he forced a smile.

"It's great to be a gangster on the road? Damn it, can a gangster on the street conquer all of China? Let me ask you, who is not a gangster here? Do they not have to pay when they come here to spend money? You tell me!"

Liu Biao's eyes were poisonous and he immediately noticed the anger in the manager's eyes. He was furious. He grabbed the manager's chest with his huge palms and lifted the manager, who was almost as tall as him and weighed 90 kilograms, into the air. His feet were off the ground, kicking randomly like a child. However, Liu Biao's hands were as strong as iron pliers, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain.

(To be continued)