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"How about we just discuss our own affairs?"

"I still call you Boss in private, and you call me Fat Bob."

"The rest of the time, you call me Boss," Fat Bob suggested.

Zhang Jicong stared at Fat Bob with a changing expression.

"Tell me, if I go and tell Boss Zhang now that I was just being a little humble and that I am actually capable and want to be the boss, will Boss Zhang kill me?" Zhang Jicong asked in a low voice.

Fat Bob shook his head. "I wouldn't dare to guess, but it's certain that Boss Zhang will beat you up."

Zhang Jicong nodded in agreement, but his small arms and thin legs could not withstand a punch from Li Er.

'Snapped--! ’

This guy slapped himself again. What a jerk.

A good club leader was ruined by himself.

"Boss, could that guy be serious just now? Is our gang really called the Hammer Gang?" Fat Bob asked Zhang Jicong.

If a society wants to raise a flag, it will naturally give it a majestic name, then set up a dozen or twenty tables and announce it to the world.

Zhang Jicong had already thought of a majestic banner, called the Axe Gang.

It sounds awesome.

Otherwise, we'd call it: the Crocodile Gang.
It sounds brutal, too.

Unfortunately, Li Er disagreed.

One vote vetoed.

There happened to be a decorator's hammer in the corner.

Sir Li casually finalized the name: Hammer Gang.

Anyway, Zhang Jicong and Fat Bob couldn't understand the meaning of this name at all. They felt like a fucking decoration team, so low.

Does it mean that when I take my younger brothers out in the future, they will either be from Hongxing or Dongxing, or Liansheng or Zhongxinyi? It sounds very high-end.

When it’s my turn, fuck it.

"If you think Boss Zhang is joking, then change it yourself."

Zhang Jicong couldn't help but instigated, "Change it to the Axe Gang."

Fat Bob couldn't help rolling his eyes, he was just fat, not stupid.

Are you trying to lose weight physically by changing Boss Zhang's orders?

The small leaders of the society soon arrived at the base.

When they heard that Fat Bob would be the first leader of the club,

Everyone's expression was strange.

It’s not that this fat guy Bob has no temperament. He is greasy, vulgar, and extremely vulgar. These are all qualities.

It just doesn't match the boss's temperament.

"Boss, did he threaten you?" Feiji asked in a low voice beside Zhang Jicong.

He had just received the benefits from Zhang Jicong and was filled with gratitude. As long as Zhang Jicong gave the order, they all started to do physical weight loss for Fat Bob.

"Of course not, Fat Bob is my good brother. He saved my life, and what's mine is his." Zhang Jicong sighed with great pride.

"Boss, you are this!"

Several small leaders who were eavesdropping on the conversation between Fei Ji and Zhang Jicong raised their thumbs.

Those who are in the underworld may not necessarily be loyal, but they definitely respect people who are loyal.

Zhang Jicong looked at the admiring eyes around him and felt a little moved by himself.

And when Fat Bob announced that their gang would be called the Hammer Gang in the future.

A group of men in their thirties were all left speechless by Fat Bob.

"Boss, are you serious?"

"What's the name of our gang?"

"Ahem—!"

Fat Bob cleared his throat and said, "That's right. The hammer represents perseverance and hard work. From now on, our club will be called the Hammer Gang."

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Several of the men who were too proud to admit it wanted to quit the gang on the spot. The Hammer Gang soon became famous in the underworld of Hong Kong Island.

Just the name of their gang is enough to make people laugh for a whole week.

Not to mention that their leader is not the gang founder, but the leader’s good brother.

As the "inside story" of Zhang Jicong giving up his throne to his good brother out of loyalty spread, Zhang Jicong immediately became a model of brotherhood in the martial arts world.

The new generation of gangsters nowadays would be embarrassed to say that they are gangsters if they don’t know a few of Zhang Jicong’s golden quotes.

"Zhang Jicong, I'm here to take your skin."

"My name is Big Head."

In a small alley.

The big leader of Hongxing blocked Zhang Jicong's way.

"Are you sick?" Zhang Jicong scolded angrily.

If he hadn't seen that Big Head had nothing in his hands, he would have almost believed it.

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"What's the matter? I am a thorn in the eyes of many people now. If you show me in a place like this, I will really be hacked to death." Zhang Jicong cursed impatiently.

Standing opposite Zhang Jicong is Yang Tian, ​​the notorious victim of Hongxing.

Zhang Jicong's statement that he was a sucker certainly had reasons.

This unlucky guy used to follow Boss B eight years ago. Boss B killed someone and was looking for a scapegoat. He promised that he would serve two to three years in jail at most and would be released later. When he came out, he would make him the boss.

Big Head took the initiative to take the blame for Big Boss B's murder and was sentenced to nine years in prison. After deducting holidays, he served eight years in prison before being released.

I thought I would have a good time in the days ahead, but it turned out that Big Boss B had already been eliminated.

No one fulfilled the promise he made that year. In fact, Big Boss B only made empty promises to him.

When a boss speaks to his subordinates, he always starts with a sentence: One general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers.

If Zhang Jicong hadn't lived in the same housing estate as this sucker and hadn't been too bored to go pick him up, no one would have even remembered that he existed.

A few days ago, Chen Haonan went to the newspaper stand to find him and said, "You are my best brother. When did you come out?"

Is this fucking human language?

You don’t even know when your good brother will be released from prison.

Now that you need manpower to kill someone, you think of me as a scapegoat.

No wonder many people suspect that you are Boss B’s biological son.

"Hung Hing has issued a hunt order to kill you. The one who drew the lottery is Chen Haonan, and he sent me to kill you." Big Head said readily.

Zhang Jicong himself is an informant for the police. In terms of intelligence capabilities in the underworld, he is in the top tier. Of course he knows about this.

Zhang Jicong even knew exactly who were the people who drew lots with Chen Haonan.

"You are not really that stupid, are you really going to kill me?"

As soon as Zhang Jicong finished speaking, a person stood up behind him.

It was Da Zhiguang, the gold medal fighter in the underground boxing match.

Big Head heard some noise behind him.

When he turned his head.

I found that the alley behind me was blocked by planes.

Feiji was holding a machete in his hand and looking at Big Head with a grim expression.

Zhang Jicong made a gesture to the airplane, and the airplane shook its head, indicating that there was no ambush and Yang Tian came alone.

"I want to join the Hammer Gang. What kind of token of allegiance do I need?" Big Head asked, knowing the rules of the underworld very well.

Zhang Jicong was delighted.

Am I so famous now?

There are actually people who come here on their own initiative.

"That's easy. Let's go have a midnight snack together." Zhang Jicong waved and smiled generously.

Datou shook his head and refused: "Brother Cong, I think it's better for me to be invisible now."

Zhang Jicong thought about it and agreed with Datou's opinion.

Otherwise, this guy would be favored by Matilda. He would be a complete jerk. He quickly thought of a vicious plan. (End of this chapter)