Chapter 134 Two Faces

"I..."

Some bad thoughts came to my mind, and I actually doubted Master Rong at that moment.

"And you just came out, how could you have a knife on you?" Master Tong took the knife from my hand and looked at it carefully, "This knife has been carefully polished, and it is extremely sharp, enough to kill people. But that Fanchang didn't expect you to be so stupid that you actually wanted to use this knife to kill yourself."

I don't understand what Master Tong meant, I just know that what he said was definitely not good.

He was wronging Master Rong.

"A Jin, I have a way to let me and the gambling ghost Rong Fanchang write off the account." He waved his hand and sent away the people who held me down.

I straightened up, stretched my muscles, and asked, "What is the way?"

"You come to help me do things, and I will give you food."

Seeing that I didn't answer, he said again:

"I can also let you learn boxing. You have a criminal record and can't become a professional boxer, but I will recommend you to the underground boxing gym. I can give you everything that the gambling ghost Rong can give you. Follow me in the future."

I was slightly stunned.

"Master Tong, I'm a bad guy, can I really be worth two million?"

"You're not a bad guy." Master Tong shook his head, "Where else can I find a loyal and capable henchman besides you?"

I seemed to understand.

It turned out that the previous plane ticket was really Master Tong's idea.

Not only did he not kill me, he even wanted to take me in?

"You've been in prison for four years, and I've taken care of everything." Master Tong continued to smoke and said in his low voice, "No one has made things difficult for you over the years, right?"

Indeed, no one has troubled me in the past four years.

"Master Tong..." I bowed deeply to Master Tong, "Thank you for your kindness, but my boss is Master Rong. As long as he is still here, I can't recognize another boss."

After hearing this, Master Tong was silent for a long time.

He stood up slowly, his height was only up to my shoulders, but the whole person had an imposing aura.

"A Jin, I feel like I gave you enough face."

"Yes." I nodded, "I will never forget Master Tong's kindness, but I have always regarded Master Rong as my father. I can't just ignore what happened to him."

"Good boy, you have guts." Master Tong stretched out his hand and slapped me hard on the face twice, which hurt me.

There is Master Rong between him and me, so how can I recognize him as the boss?

I saw Master Tong stayed beside me for a while, turned around and walked to the window to look at the scenery.

I could never figure out what this man was thinking.

"Master Tong...what's the matter with the two million?"

Hearing my question, Master Tong laughed unpleasantly.

"Haha... People in the underworld are really interesting nowadays. They agree to anything when they borrow money, but start to cry when it's time to pay it back."

Tong Ye took a puff of cigarette, glanced at the busy traffic outside the window, and then continued in a low voice: "Gambler Rong called me a devil and cold-blooded. But that Fanchang should also think from another perspective. When he was most helpless and needed money the most, I lent him a hand. When no institution would lend him money, I lent him money. To him, I am not a devil, but a savior."

I still don't understand it. Rong Ye actually borrowed money from Tong Ye. Didn't Jiu stop him?

"But how did he treat me, the savior? He cried everywhere, saying how difficult it was for him, and the two million he borrowed was also cheated away. He also denounced me, Tong, for being cold-blooded and actually wanted to use the sympathy of the old guys in the gang to solve his predicament."

"But when he borrowed money, we signed a contract and told him all the interest clearly. Now he can't pay it back, is it my problem?"

Tong Ye became more and more excited as he spoke, and the whole person seemed to be shaking.

"Who does he think I am? Don't I know whether the two million has been cheated away?"

I lowered my head after hearing this. I didn't understand the actual situation, and I didn't dare to judge it.

"Master Tong... I heard that Jiuzi left with Master Rong. Is it true?"

"Yes." Master Tong nodded. "I heard that the gambler Rong wanted to train Ah Jiu to be the next Baizhishan. He is really ambitious. He has a red stick and a paper fan under his command. He really thinks he is the leader."

"Ah Jiu is my brother." I said to Master Tong, "I want to meet them. If possible, I will ask Master Rong to return the money to you."

Master Tong was obviously a little angry when he heard this.

"Very good, if you want to go, just go and see." Master Tong nodded, and then waved his hand.

The two people behind him slowly walked up and stood in front of me.

"A Jin, you call yourself a 426 red stick, I think you are modest." Master Tong took two steps back and sat on the sofa.

"What does Master Tong mean?"

"These two are my double-flowered red sticks." Master Tong took out another cigarette and lit it. "I wonder who is more ruthless?"

I smiled slightly, raised my left foot and kicked one of them in the knee. He wailed and knelt down. I raised my right knee and hit his chin.

In a flash, I swung my right hand and hit the other man's lower abdomen.

While he was bending over, I grabbed his hair and slammed him against the wall.

There was a muffled sound, and the wall was splattered with blood.

Seeing that the first man was about to get up, I let go of my hand, rode on the first man, and punched him in the face.

He finally reacted and began to bend his arms to protect his cheeks, but it didn't work for me.

The defense range of the arm is limited, and my attack range is unlimited.

He blocked his chin, so I hit his temple. He blocked both sides, so I hit his nose.

He kept blocking, and I kept hitting, punching him.

I worked harder than usual, as if I wanted to vent all the suppressed emotions of the past four years.

The red stick that I had hit against the wall before also woke up and immediately hugged me from behind.

But he didn't adjust his posture immediately. If he could lock my throat in the first time, maybe he still had hope of winning.

I reached out and grabbed his elbow and buckled it in the opposite direction. At this time, he only had two choices left, either let go or dislocate it.

But the red stick is a red stick after all. If he can succumb to the power, it will be unworthy of this name.

The man was dislocated by me, but he still gritted his teeth and strangled my neck with his other hand.

I knew I couldn't continue to use force, otherwise his hand would be useless.

So I let go of the man who fell to the ground, extended my elbow and hit the ribs of the man behind me, and while he was distracted, I used the back of my head to knock his nose.

His nose had just hit the wall, and now I hit him with the back of my head. He was in great pain and finally let go.

I turned around and swept my leg, knocking the man down, and now both of them fell to the ground.

While they couldn't move, I pulled the two of them together like a stack of monks, revealing their faces on the left and right sides, and then pounced on them.

Then I punched randomly.

I punched the left face with my left hand and the right face with my right hand.

People in this world are good, but they have to have two faces.

You all have one face in front of people and another face behind people.

Can you tell me... which one is your real face? !

Rong Ye, did you lie to me?

Jiuzi, did you lie to me too?

"Enough." Tong Ye said coldly.

But I didn't stop, I was too depressed.

"I said enough."

I don't know how long I fought before someone finally stopped me.

I turned around and saw that it was Brother Chong. I didn't know when he came into the room, and he was pulling me with a group of younger brothers.

I looked down and found that the two red sticks had been beaten into pig heads by me.

Fortunately, I didn't kill them, otherwise they would have been dead now.

"Good boy, so cruel, knocking down two double-flowered red sticks by yourself, and still calling yourself a 426?" Uncle Tong stood up and walked towards me with a stern face.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Tong." I bowed my head to him, with a guilty look on my face.

Uncle Tong looked at me with a very deep look in his eyes, and I had no idea what he was thinking.

He finally waved his hand and turned his back.

"A Chong, tell him to leave."

"Yes, Uncle Tong."