Debt is hard to pay

This is a small town, and commercialization and modernization are obviously not popular here.As a small place with mixed fish and dragons and backward development, every inch of land in the town is still occupied by two big gangs, one side is a creeping tiger, and the other side is a falcon with flamboyant wings.

It was just dawn, and the people here were still asleep. The whole town was shrouded in endless darkness, waiting silently for the dawn to break in the sky, and then began a day of clamor.

At the corners and alleys where the dirty water flows, the sound of stray dogs fighting for food can be heard from time to time.

In the still air, the sharp barking of dogs was especially harsh.

"Don't run!"

There was a roar in the narrow alley next to the abandoned factory building, and the sound of kicking and chaotic footsteps was running wildly.

The dogs, which were so frightened that they were looting for food, fled around, howling terribly as they ran.

There is no way, stray dogs are timid, and they have long been afraid of being beaten.

In the depths of the dark alley, the one being chased and beaten by a group of people was a bloated and sturdy man.

If in normal times, such people walk on the street.People who come and go are afraid to look at it.

Who is not afraid of offending him with a glance, this person looks like a daoist.

Now this big man is not as elegant as before. At this moment, he is trembling with fat hanging all over his body, struggling to run wildly panting.

The people living in the alley were awakened by the sound, but they all just listened quietly against the wall with interest.

They knew that it was the gangsters in the town fighting again.

Although with the changes of the times, many gangsters have declined to no avail.The leader was either shot or imprisoned.

Those shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the remaining gang had already been frightened and fled around.

Those who do well will settle down, marry a wife and have children, and start a family; those who do not do well will not have another meal after eating this meal, and the whole family will not be hungry if one person is full.

Occasionally, they can still be seen wandering the streets, but what is different is that it is not that they are domineering with sticks in their hands, but that the passers-by do not look at them directly, as desolate as dogs snatching food on the street.

But this is still the case only in big cities.

Small towns like theirs are still gangsters.

The biggest is the Falcon Gang.

Since Wang Hu, the leader, established this gang decades ago, it has attracted a large number of idle youths in the town.

After decades of evolution, the Falcon Gang has been honed and become the largest gang in the town.

Most of the restaurants, hotels, nightclubs and other luxurious pleasure places in the town belong to the Falcon Gang.

The entire gang was so prosperous that even the officials dared not provoke them, and turned a blind eye to seek safety.

The prosperity of the Falcon Gang has also led to more and more hooligans in the town, and even children who are still in school are clamoring to their parents to join the gang and become younger brothers.

Although it will definitely be exchanged for mother's reprimand and father's punching and kicking.

Even though they are still young, they still regard joining the Falcon Gang as their ambition.

"Mom, the Falcon Gang is on the move again!" The child, who was also awakened by the movement in the alley, moved to the wall excitedly and listened carefully.

"Go back to sleep! You have to go to school tomorrow!" The mother scolded the child in a low voice, and picked up the duster beside her to beat him.

The child ran away in a hurry, closed his mouth and crawled back into bed resentfully, closed his eyes and hacked and killed with a knife in his dream.

The sound outside gradually died down.

They got it.

The people listening to the movement by the wall also took off their clothes, got back into bed, and fell asleep peacefully.

"Run, run, run! Aren't you good at running?" The man with a big scar on his face dragged the big man who was running just now, and kicked the big man hard in the chest as he walked.

"Forgive me...forgive me...please..." the big man begged weakly and intermittently.

"Forgive you? Remember, I didn't want your life! You directly offended the gang leader. You are a rebellious traitor, and you still want to live?" the scar-faced man added another kick.

A dilapidated van had already parked at the alley and waited.

A group of people dragged the big man into the car and slammed into the door with a bang.

The van swallowed exhaust fumes and sped away.