"Xiao Xinzi, it was indeed my Dayong who blamed you wrongly before. I apologize to you. This time, I am Dayong who is sorry for you. If you have the chance in the future, I will definitely invite you to drink!" Tang Dayong looked at Lu Xin with a calm face in front of him, with an apology and said in a rough voice.

For Lu Xin's decisive way of asking Dawei to stop opening the door, he praised him: "Well done, kill beautiful things! If you win this battle, Lu Xin should remember his first merit!" Then he flashed across his body, jumped to the side, and gave up his hand, and a bit of determination flashed through his face.

After a few moments of his mind, he said to Lu Xin: "Xiao Xin, hurry up and choose a weapon!" Afterwards, Tang Dayong pondered for a moment, frowned and said to himself: "It seems that the guys outside are not good. They may face a fierce battle today. I don't know what these bastards are going to do?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xin didn't care at all. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes hidden under the glasses, and he said in response: "Yes, Brother Dayong!" Then he pushed the small glasses on the tip of his nose slightly up, and no longer said anything. He walked directly to the table full of various things, picked them up, and finally touched a thin knife, and a slight wave, a silver light suddenly appeared, and the cold was in the wind.

After sensing the weight of this knife, it just happened to be his own feel. Lu Xin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and retreated silently to a corner. He always liked the low-key existence and was quite uninterested in the most prominent performance.

Dawei, who stood aside for a long time, finally felt that his sense of nothingness was really good. After a long time, he didn't understand what he was doing. The most hateful thing was that no one paid attention to him until now, and Dawei felt quite frustrated about this.

After stammering for a long time, Dawei finally spoke weakly and asked, "Well, Brother Dayong, is it the enemy to knock on the door outside?"

The yellow-haired man holding a knife next to him was because of some friendship with Dawei. When he saw Dawei not only standing stupidly in that place, but asked such a mentally retarded question, he felt anxious and pulled Dawei aside with a puzzled face.

After muttering for a while, he finally explained the twists and turns for him, which scared Dawei very much. He felt a little trembling and thought to himself, if Xiao Xinzi hadn't pulled him back before, he might have been hanging at the moment when the door was opened.

After that, Dawei's heart was also filled with his nameless fire, and his anger rose even more. His mind became hot. He ignored everything else and directly picked up a medium-sized machete. His fierce look was much more terrifying than Tang Dayong, which scared the yellow hair directly.

Huangmao grabbed him and rushed out a little, and cursed inwardly: "What are you doing?"

Dawei bared his teeth fiercely, and there was a lot of fierce light in his eyes, and he said evilly: "Damn, I'm going to kill those beasts, and I almost died of fucking!"

Huangmao held Dawei's sleeve tightly, his hands were like iron pliers, and he said in a cut voice: "Fuck, don't go, Brother Dayong is still watching here! The boss didn't give an order, so he'll get rid of the hair!"

Hearing this, Dawei's heart, which was originally hot as if a volcano erupted, was suddenly shocked. As Huangmao looked at him, he saw Tang Dayong, who was already fierce, and then he was holding a stern-rolling sword, looking at him fiercely.

Seeing that Dawei was so angry, no matter how angry Dawei felt, his heart couldn't help but become cold, like a bucket of cold water falling from the sky, and directly extinguished the last bit of anger in his mind. He silenced and then retracted his right foot.

Facing Tang Dayong's majestic and unhappy look, he forced Dawei to tremble hard, quickly bowed and said in a deep voice: "Brother Dayong, I'm sorry, I'm too impulsive!"

"Okay!" Tang Dayong waved his hand when he saw this, then stretched out his frown brow, looked around the gangsters around him, raised the knife, and sighed: "It's not a big deal. I know what you think in your heart, so I don't blame you. Pay attention next time, think about everything you do before doing it. If anyone dares to make his brothers suffer because of his own destruction, I will be the first to chop him alive!"

The words at the beginning were just what Dawei said, but after that, he suddenly shouted loudly and said to the brothers around him. Although the sound was not loud, it was very shaking, as if it had the ability to pierce holes.

Hearing this, many gangsters were shocked by this, their faces were sluggishly, and they shouted: "I understand! Brother Dayong!"

"Okay! I am worthy of being my good brother!" Hearing his brother's response, Tang Dayong nodded with satisfaction, and his face was quite satisfied. Then his eyes looked like two invisible lightning and two thousand-foot ice, and suddenly looked towards the direction where he took out the warehouse gate.

Most of the gangsters on the field were ready in their hands, holding or holding their weapons, and red lights were emitted from their faces, and there was a lot of excitement in their eyes. After that, Tang Dayong nodded with satisfaction, raised his strong head slightly, and said ruthlessly: "Okay, let's go, kill those bastards who dare to kick our field first!"

The boss of his family had already spoken. None of the gangsters on the field had a passionate heart. After their hearts were blocked, they shouted in a trembling voice: "Yes!" Then they carried the weapon in their hands and followed Tang Dayong without falling a step, with fierce light bursting out in their eyes.

Under the light, Tang Dayong stood proudly with a sharp and cold sword in his hand. After silenced the gangsters around him, a grim smile hung on the corner of his mouth. Then he took the lead and strided wildly, walking directly towards the gate of the warehouse.

He was 1.8 meters tall and hungry, and his feet were like clouds. He looked like a thick beard and a fancy shirt. He looked like an incongruous feeling. On his thick and strong body, his iron-copper skin was exposed, and several prominent tattoos were revealed from the cuffs and chest. Looking from a distance, Tang Dayong was like a human-shaped beast patrolling the territory.

When it comes to fighting, Tang Dayong asked himself that his combat experience is definitely not low. It has been ten years since he came out of the world at the age of sixteen. Ten years of hard work, and Tang Dayong's physical fitness is very strong, and the combat power he has worked with is definitely a terrifying level.

In addition, he has a hot temper and a sticky personality, which has led to a large number of times he has fought with others.

Although he is not doing well now, he is a little boss on the street and is no longer a person. Now he is beaten to the door of his house. How can he not be angry? If he had followed his temper when he was young, he would not have listened to others. He had already rushed out and slashed hard when those bastards first arrived at the door of the warehouse.

But it is not possible now, because there are still a group of younger brothers under him. Even if there are only seven or eight, they are always following him. As the boss of these gangsters, Tang Dayong has this obligation and also the responsibility to let his brothers live a good life.

It is precisely because of this temper and character in Tang Dayong that many gangsters followed him. Unfortunately, such a personality can only be a villain, and it is very difficult to make a good fortune.

After walking to the door of the warehouse, the knocks stopped at some point, but Tang Dayong did not pay too much attention, and the ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger...
Chapter completed!