Chapter 162 The Gang Rules of the Underworld Two Thousand Years Ago.

In the center of the hall, a tall man dressed in a green dragon said calmly: "Bring him here!"

Then he looked at the boss opposite and said unhurriedly: "Recently, other gangs have been watching our leadership transition, and they have already been ready to move and can't sit still. Maybe these two people were sent by them to inquire about the situation."

Hearing this, the scarred man opposite also nodded: "We specially discussed here during the day, but we didn't expect to be found here. There must be a ghost!"

The two had a simple exchange and directly labeled Lin Yuan.

To be honest, if he wanted to run away, he would definitely run away.

But what should the photographer do? If he is caught up, his legs may be broken, or he may be admitted directly to the ICU.

Facing hundreds of people in the hall, no matter how good he was at fighting, he would never be able to fight so many by himself. He would be exhausted to death.

So I had to hold off for now and see if I could explain it clearly.

If it doesn't work, it's not too late to take action.

Passing through the crowd, the two people walked all the way to the center, and the eyes of the audience never left them.

The momentum and pressure made the photographer shrink his neck like a quail.

It's pretty good that he didn't wet his pants at this point.

Especially when I came to the middle table and faced the bosses, the aura was even more depressing.

The burly man asked calmly: "Tell me, which gang do you belong to? Did I ask you to come here to inquire about the information?"

"Ah?" Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment.

He originally planned to explain that he was here to sell a house, but the other party acted out of common sense and mistook him for someone from another gang.

How does he want to explain this?

While he was dazed, the scarred face across from him shouted impatiently: "I'm asking you a question, are you mute?"

Lin Yuan smiled helplessly: "Is there any misunderstanding? We are just here to sell a house. Someone called me to inform me that I am here to discuss a house."

"Bullshit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Scarface angrily yelled: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? Selling houses? Why didn't you say you were selling planes and tanks? I'll give you another chance. If you don't tell me, I'll break my legs and throw you out." "

"No, no, no! I'm telling you!" Lin Yuan quickly stopped and replied with an apologetic smile: "Actually, I have admired your gang for a long time. I found out your address before and came here specifically to join the gang today."

The photographer was stunned on the spot.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were also shocked.

The burly man opposite laughed angrily.

Lin Yuan was talking about horse racing, and he also said that he came to join the gang?

Even a fool can tell he's talking nonsense.

However, he did not reveal it. Instead, he replied with a sarcastic face: "Oh? You said you have admired me for a long time and fell into a gang?"

"Then let me ask you, do you know what the rules of our gang are?"

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of people in the audience looked over with interest, with amusement on their faces.

"Ah..." Lin Yuan looked confused, secretly shouting that he was careless.

Damn it! !

What is this?

Gang rules? How the hell do I know what the gang rules are?

Just when Lin Yuan hesitated, Scarface scolded impatiently: "Speak! Can't find an excuse?"

Lin Yuan smiled bitterly and looked around, trying to see if there were any hints.

In the end, there was nothing but pictures of beautiful women.

But when he saw one of the younger brothers holding a book of The Analects of Confucius in his hand, his expression suddenly condensed! !

Seemingly thinking of something, he quickly replied with a smile: "Can I just say a few things?"

"Okay, just say it!"

"Uh," Lin Yuan replied thoughtfully, "If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful..."

"Huh?" As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was confused.

What the hell? If you tell me the gang rules, you can compose them in classical Chinese.

The burly man looked to the opposite side in confusion: "If I remember correctly, this is from the Analects of Confucius that I learned when I was a child, right?"

The people opposite all nodded.

Senseless!

What gang rule is this?

Scarface stood up and angrily said, "Are you fucking playing with us?"

"No, no!" Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, smiled and waved his hand: "This is a rule left to us by our ancestors for thousands of years. You don't know it, right?"

"ah?"

This time, Scarface was also stunned.

He turned to look at the others and found that they all looked confused.

Lin Yuan hurriedly explained: "The meaning of this sentence is that a gentleman must hit people hard, otherwise he will not be able to establish prestige."

Upon hearing this answer, Scarface couldn't help but twitch.

Others are no better.

Good guy, this is what this sentence actually means?

Co-author: Everything I learned as a child was in vain?

But when I think about it carefully, I think it makes sense.

Could it be that this is the rule of the road for thousands of years?

Thinking of this, Scarface and others looked a little uncomfortable.

The burly man coughed dryly: "Yes...this is indeed a rule on the road thousands of years ago. I told you to study more and don't just focus on picking up girls and fighting all day long."

Lin Yuan looked at the way he was pretending, and felt like laughing in his heart, and continued: "If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening."

Everyone was confused again when they heard this.

Why do these words sound like the words for enlightenment in TV dramas? What does it have to do with the gang rules?

Lin Yuan didn't intend to sell out, and explained with a smile: "This means that the ancients must avenge themselves. If I ask about your family's news in the morning, you can die in the evening!"

Oh~~

After hearing the explanation, there was a sudden realization.

The photographer was stunned at this moment. Is this possible? Could it be true? Isn't Lin Yuan fooling people?

The netizens in the live broadcast room all laughed.

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——[No problem. Confucius is nine feet tall, two meters and two meters tall. Otherwise, how could he travel around the countries in the war-torn era? How could he do it without some skills? And his students, aren't they the younger brothers of the underworld? ]

——[Listening to your words, I have spent ten years studying. The Analects actually has this meaning. It turns out that I really learned it in vain. ]

——[I am so excited. I heard that Confucius became a gangster boss. This is not the Analects, it is clearly a slang. ]

——[I learned it. It turns out that the underworld had already established rules more than 2,000 years ago. It seems that we need to keep up with the times. ]

Lin Yuan looked at the performance on the scene, and felt secretly happy. He said several gang rules in his mind.

"When your parents are still alive, you should not travel far away. If you travel, you must have a plan."

"What I mean is that your parents are in my hands, you can't run away. Even if you run away, I have a way to catch you back!"

"When three people walk together, there must be a teacher among them."

"What I mean is that among the three people, as long as I am one, the fighting power is equivalent to that of a division."

As Lin Yuan talked freely, the gang members in the whole hall listened with relish like elementary school students.

Some people even took out pens and notebooks to record the rules of the underworld more than two thousand years ago.

Only Scarface couldn't bear it anymore.

He stood up and roared angrily: "Fuck! I can't stand it!"

"This guy is obviously playing tricks on us, and you are still listening so seriously."

"What three people, as long as you are one, the fighting power is equivalent to that of a division!"

"Very good! I want to see how strong your fighting power is today. I will break your legs!"

After that, he called the younger brother behind him and shouted: "Fight for me!"