Heroes of the City Edition

"Do you really don't know or are you pretending not to know?" Lao Ma immediately started to call a taxi.

"You mean looking for another branch of the Hero Gang?"

Of course, Cheng Kong couldn't be really stupid. The old horse already understood what he meant. Since it might be the underworld fighting for territory, it might have something to do with the Hero Gang. So if we pursue this point, are we afraid we won't find the tauren?

This is a clue. In any case, among the underground forces in the vast province, the Hero Gang is the most powerful, especially in Yangcheng. Anything related to the underworld probably has the Hero Gang's share.

As for the underworld murder, maybe someone saw that the Paradise Club was destroyed, so they jumped out to grab the territory with the heroes, otherwise, three people would have died.

It is not difficult to find clues to the Hero Gang after following the clues like this, and the remaining two sub-rudders can be found at the last time.

Cheng Kong had already made a plan. Even if he didn't find the tauren and destroyed the remaining two sub-helms, it would be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

After dinner time, the traffic in Yangcheng became easier, and the taxi took the two of them to Shimian Street in a short time.

After getting out of the car, neither Cheng Kong nor Cheng Kong expected that in the economically developed Yangcheng, there would be such a poor shanty town.

Shimian Street is close to Zhujiang River, and the water of Zhujiang River flows by.

As the saying goes, a place surrounded by mountains and rivers is a place with good geomantic omen. A place like this is only three stories short, but this Shimian Street looks like three words: low and broken.

The houses built along the street are basically made of a few pieces of wood covered with a layer of plastic sheeting. This kind of house is called a shed, which is a very vivid way of expression.

Cheng Kong felt that this was almost comparable to the shacks in county a.

The ground is a dilapidated stone road, colorful clothes are hung in front of every house, sewage is flowing across the ground, and flies are scurrying about.

In short, at a glance, you have no idea of ​​​​going in.

However, in order to find clues, Cheng Kong and the others had to bite the bullet and step into the sewage.

If you want to find clues about the underworld, the best places are bars and dance halls. Looking at those shacks that are about to collapse, Cheng Kong is a little worried. I'm afraid this time it will be a waste of time.

But after walking a few steps, Cheng Kong heard the sounds of shuffling cards, placing bets, and even leaving his hands after betting.

Well, if ordinary people were standing on the side of the street, they would not be able to hear this kind of noise at all.

But who is Cheng Kong?How can you be a hero if you can't even hear this noise?

casino!That's right, it's the usual sound in the casino.

As for how to get in, Cheng Kong had already found the entrance.

Nuo, at the corner in front, the one hanging on his waist, with earphones plugged in his ears, leaning on the telephone pole and swinging left and right, isn't he the best guide.

"Old Ma, I'll see you next time." It's not difficult to get into a casino, but you have to use some tricks if you want to avoid alerting the enemy.

Fortunately, Cheng Kong is not badly dressed today, and the copycat Rolex in his hand is also very imposing. In short, it is no problem to be a gambling second-generation brother.

As for the old horse, he is naturally a housekeeper, a follower, and even a thug driver.

What's older?You know a p, do martial arts masters know it?They all achieved results at this age!

"Come here, kid." Cheng Kong snapped his fingers at the epileptic gangster. The gangster probably heard it. After all, there is only one earphone plugged into his ear, and the other ear is idle, but Cheng Kong's call , the little bastard didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to go mad with epilepsy.

The next moment, the old horse who is the housekeeper, attendant and thug driver, a master of martial arts, rushed over, slapped the other party's props and earphones that were used to make the other party mad, and then dragged the gangster like a dead dog. It was dragged over.

"Master, someone brought it."

Hey, let alone, the old horse is very suitable for these roles. He holds the little gangster in one hand, and his body is slightly bent. When the little gangster yells, he is slapped back by the old horse. The absolute ace butler mode ah.

Of course, it is impossible for Cheng Kong to praise Lao Ma for his good work at this time. He originally wanted to imitate the scenes on the TV and took out a cigar, but unfortunately he didn’t buy it or bring it with him. He could only look at the replica Rolex on his left hand: "I heard that there is a big casino on Shimian Street, and they dare to take any bets. This young master wants to experience it. You can lead the way, so you can give a reward."

The gangster was struggling in the hands of the old horse, but when he heard that there was a reward, he stopped struggling. He looked at Cheng Kong, and stared at the gold Rolex watch on Cheng Kong's left wrist.

Cheng Kong was very happy, the boy knew, I am the rich second generation!I am a local tyrant, lead the way quickly, and there will be big rewards.

The old horse put the little gangster on the ground, but the little gangster said, "You want to gamble? I can take you there, but you have to give me 500 yuan first."

Cheng Kong waved his hand: "Here, old horse."

Just kidding, I am a rich second generation plus a local tyrant, 500 yuan is considered p for me.

As soon as the old horse gave the money, the little gangster might be relieved, and he led the way ahead. There are many alleys next to Shimian Street, and Cheng Kong and Cheng Kong are almost confused when they turn eastward and westward.

In the end, the little gangster came to a large courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, the little gangster yelled: "Brother, there is a note!"

boom!All of a sudden, there was chaos in the house, and all kinds of curses suddenly burst out. A group of big men rushed out with machetes in their hands.

To be honest, Cheng Kong didn't even think that there was something wrong with him, but when he saw more than 20 opponents rushing forward, he was not polite. He just stepped forward and punched the fastest burly man with one punch. He flew out and knocked down all the big men behind him to the ground.

To deal with these guys with only a lot of strength, Cheng Kong doesn't have to do anything, just punch them straight one by one. No big man can withstand Cheng Kong's huge bombardment. He punched out directly, the machete broke, and the person flew upside down, without any luck at all.

Within half a minute, more than 20 strong men all flew back backwards, lying in the yard moaning endlessly.

And the two guys who finally rushed out of the room held homemade gunpowder guns in their hands, aimed at Cheng Kong and were about to hit him. Cheng Kong walked like the wind, and rushed to the opponent with one stride. Before the opponent could shoot, he stretched out his hands , grabbed the copper barrel, and then exerted force with both arms, bulging out blue veins, which seemed to be densely covered.

When Cheng Kong retracted his hands, the barrels of the two gunpowder guns had turned into half twists, with a few finger prints printed on them, completely scrapped. (To be continued.)