"All get up! Work and work!" Dou Mu Hao awakened the bosses, big and small, from the morning light. He left the east for two full weeks, and now the sequelae of Jianglong Fuhu Gong has not subsided.
"Boss, where have you been these few days? Why do you look languid? Is it because of a kidney loss?" Boss Zhu looked at Dou Muqi's panda eyes and looked tired, and couldn't help joking. It is indeed strange that the impression that Dou Mu Hao gives them is always so capable and strong, strong like a biochemical warrior, this is the first time that such a face has shown people.
"Uh, I had a fight with someone a while ago, and I was a little too tired." Dou Mu Hao said lightly. More than 20 people surrounded Lightning Mink. Such a formation is absolutely rare.
Boss Zhu sounded a little dazed, oh my god, there still exists a guy who can compete with his boss! And it seems that his boss is a little overwhelmed. "Then, what's the matter with all of us today?"
Dou Mu Hao cleared her throat, "Well, that, I haven't told you my identity for a long time. This is really because of a reason. My name is Dou Mu Hao, which is the head of the Xuanwu section of the 28th star. There is actually a reason for coming to the east to grab everyone’s business.” Dou Mu Hao is not used to saying such formal words in front of everyone, fortunately he prepared the speech first.
"Where or where, if it weren't for you, we would be just a gangster in our entire life, where would we have today's results." Boss Zhu's words are not nonsense, they were originally just humble gangsters, a team of hundreds of people, and now they are under the leadership of Doumu Hao. The organization, which has already had nearly 10,000 people, has become a rising star in the East. If it weren’t for the fact that everyone didn’t gather together and the organization was relatively loose, these tens of thousands of people would be really scary. At least the East Organization would not sit idly by. Rational.
"Actually, I accepted an order from one person to condense the scattered forces in the east, um, that's you guys." As soon as Dou Mu Hao said, the gangster sitting underneath the mouth quarreled, "Who else would dare to order us? Boss." "Our boss is martial arts, who can control it?"
"Ahem, be quiet!" Dou Muqi helpless, what do these people think of themselves? "I belong to the Xuanwu Department of the Twenty-Eight Lakes, and the principal must have been heard by everyone. It is the very famous generation monarch in the east recently! Everything I do is because of his orders.
"Who? Daijunchou? Is the one that is currently fighting with Mr. Liang?" Most people may not know this name before, but because of Mr. Liang's defeat, Daijunchou has undoubtedly become a myth in the east. At least the person closest to the myth. The former mythical character is of course Mr. Liang.
"Then we can be regarded as the people who raise money on behalf of the king?" Some people's minds are turning fast, and now they have begun to consider their own interests and safety. It's no joke to meet with Mr. Liang.
"Yes. As for why everyone is called here, it is because of our next move. Next we have to make a big move, but first, one person wants to see you." After Domu Hae finished speaking, he fled away from the chairman. Station.
"Who wants to see us? Boss, don't run." Boss Zhu shouted loudest in the crowd.
The visitor was very thin, wearing an ankle-length white windbreaker, with an indifferent and slightly exhausted look. The eyes were actually purple, condensed with lingering light, as if it could attract people's soul. I walked into it and took a closer look. This is a good face in life, almost as good as a movie star, but this real scholar is completely irrelevant.
The noisy meeting place suddenly quieted down, as if there was something intangible in the body of the people who guided everyone's actions and made people habitually obey. This kind of pressure has never been seen by Boss Zhu in his entire life. Different from the depression and hegemony given by Mr. Liang, the body of this white-clothed man is full of warmth, gentle and long.
"Hello everyone, I'm acting on behalf of the king." Feng glanced at the people sitting in the audience. This is a small and small venue, which seems to be the place where Doumu Hao meets on weekdays. The full of people was dumbfounded, as if they didn't believe their ears.
What? Such a young scholar is actually acting on behalf of the king? It is actually the Daijun chip who has been fighting against Mr. Liang for a long time and has the upper hand? In their hearts, Dai Junchou must have the image of a gangster overlord, fierce, vicious, strong muscles, there must be scars on the face, preferably a knife scar, the kind with deep bones, when speaking, the earth is full In the tremor, no one dared to resist, and no one wanted to resist. His words were authority, command, and the world. However, the weak scholar in front of him does not look like a big brother, but rather like a university teacher, or a thinker with a bit of culture.
"I know that you are all at a loss and don't believe that I am the legendary Daijun chip, but I can't help it, I really am." Feng smiled and joked, "Dou Muqi is my subordinate, and I am also my subordinate. Brothers. His mission here is to gather you all together and we will do a big thing!" After speaking, the eyes of everyone in the audience seemed to be a little bit more disdainful in addition to being confused.
Feng saw everything in his eyes and didn't care, he was confident to gather the hearts of these guys.
"Do you want to live in a big house? Do you want to marry a beautiful wife? Do you want a stable income?" I'm afraid everyone in Quan Longshuo thought.
"Who doesn't want to, it's a pity that we are not gangsters?" Someone said regretfully.
"I know what you are thinking. In the end, I am a bastard. No pretty girl wants to marry a bastard. No bastard can find a proper job. No one can even afford a house. But remember, they are. Fuck, you are also human, and you have to have ideals." Feng took a deep breath after speaking, and seemed to say extremely laboriously: "What's wrong with fiddles? Fools can also be big things! Liu Bang used to be a street fiddle! All I want to say is, that is. Let you go further and be more successful on the road of gangsters!" The ears of the gangsters have been pierced, and no one has said these words to them. They are gangsters, social scumbags, and spurned by others. Being looked down upon, scolded, chased by the police, beaten by other gangsters, the life of gangsters is not easy.
"What you need is respect, what you need is the envious eyes of your neighbors, what you need is your parents to mention themselves to stop frowning, and to bury them in your ancestor's grave when you die! Do you want such a day?" Feng Almost after shouting, everyone in the audience was stunned. After a short pause, they all replied in one word: "Yes!" Really, maybe others don’t understand. What the gangsters need most is not money, no Rights, not even women, what they need most is respect, and Feng can give them respect.