The years when I was an old man

For a time, the streets were empty.

The whole street was filled with water.

What was different from before was that these neighborhood bosses did not shout to fight or kill. Instead, they gathered together and blocked all intersections with a smile while shouting kill.

I have seen many big scenes, but this is the first time I have seen such a light-weight scene.

Ma Murong was also a little panicked. He looked around, pointed at the fat woman wearing a cheongsam, and said:

"Do you know who I am? Let me tell you, if you dare to cause trouble, I guarantee that your store will not open!"

The fat woman didn't show any cowardice at all, but she was even more powerful.

She pinched her waist with one hand and pointed at Ma Murong with the other, and she cursed:

"You're a street bastard, are you scared to death? You guys surnamed Ma are in the business of giving birth to babies without belly buttons on Toulan Street. But this is Ruins of St. Paul's, so I'm not afraid of you killing people." You bastard with a thousand swords. If you dare to touch the street loyalty, we will spit on you one by one and drown you here..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the fat woman facing Ma Murong and "poofed".

He was caught off guard and spat on Ma Murong's face.

As soon as the fat woman vomited, the crowd watching the excitement immediately started vomiting along with her.

For a moment, spittle flew everywhere, and even the tall mule couldn't avoid it.

The Ma Murongs were so angry that the brave ones wanted to take action.

But Ma Murong immediately raised his hand, looked at Ji Shizhong fiercely, and said:

"Bushi Zhong, I didn't expect that there are people protecting you in Ruins of St. Paul's now. I don't believe you will never leave Ruins of St. Paul's!"

Before Market Chung could say anything, the fat woman immediately walked down the steps.

She has a plump figure and the cheongsam is tight.

With every step he took, the tightly held fat meat trembled.

As soon as she reached Ma Murong's side, the fat woman raised her hand and hit Ma Murong on the top of her head.

Ma Murong was startled, but he didn't dare to fight back.

"We are not protecting the market loyalists, it is the market loyalists who are protecting us. In 92, people from Shuifangta collected protection fees here, and seventy or eighty bad guys came here. It was the market loyalists who led the neighbors and The people from Shuifangta played Ruins of St. Paul's. In 95, the people from Daquanzai fell in love with Ruins of St. Paul's and asked us not to operate saunas here, and let their people do it. It was still the market loyal who led the neighbors to fight with Daquanzi. For three months, in the end, the big guys didn’t even dare to come to St. Paul’s…”

While speaking, the fat woman raised her hand again and slapped Ma Murong on the head again.

Ma Murong was furious, but looking at the dark crowd around him, he dared not speak out.

"In 99, people from 74k wanted to make a fortune here before returning. Market Zhong disagreed and fell out with the boss of 74k. In the end, he quit 74k and returned to Ruins of St. Paul's. You don't know this, You can go home and ask your dad, who is from Junma. We in Ruins of St. Paul's are the most disorganized and always quarrel with each other on weekdays. But if you ask these neighbors, you can bully anyone, as long as you bully the market loyal, you see Who won’t help?”

I didn't expect that Market Chung had such a history, so I turned to look at him.

At this moment, he rubbed his rugged collarbone with one hand and said with a proud smile:

"You are already an old man, why are you still mentioning this? Master Ma, listen to me. What is the world like now? The era of fighting and killing has long passed. Now the world only talks about making money. Whose money is it? If there are more, whoever is the boss will be the boss. Look, Boss Cen, are they still doing your thing now?"

Ma Murong knew that he would definitely not dare to do anything again today.

He simply borrowed the donkey from the slope and said with a smile:

"Uncle Zhong is indeed an old-timer, what he said is right..."

Before he could say anything else, Market Zhong suddenly raised his hand.

With a "pop" sound, Ma Murong was slapped across the face.

Ma Murong was stunned for a moment, and Ji Shizhong followed up and said:

"Of course I know what I said is right. I asked you to remember it, not to judge it. Go back and ask your father, I, the street loyalist, had two machetes stuck in his waist. When I was chopping people in front of your house, you... You're still sucking your mother's milk. Remember, if you come to St. Paul's again, I will castrate you!"

Ma Murong covered his face, afraid to speak out in anger.

After a while, he nodded bitterly and said:

"Go, let's go!"

Seeing a group of people walking out of the street dejectedly, people on the roadside began to boo.

When Ma Murong disappeared, the neighbors dispersed in a hurry, as if nothing had happened just now.

Market Tadashi threw off his sweatshirt from his shoulders, pointed in the direction ahead, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Come with me. If you have anything to say, hurry up and don't delay my trip to the sand circle at night!"

I had no idea what the sand circle was, but looking at the dark circles under Market Chung's eyes, I could only vaguely guess it.