The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

In this era on the beach, gangsters were quite impressive. The commoners would have to hide a little when they saw them.

Li Dao firmly shook his head. At the beginning of pulling a team, he couldn't possibly have this group of useless braggart as his underlings. It didn't matter if he was a martial arts master, but he didn't know any martial arts. He only relied on the sharp longsword in his hand and the ruthlessness in his bones. Every time he fought against others, he couldn't always be the first to fight, so right now, what he needed was a few subordinates who dared to fight and were loyal to him.

Seeing Li Dao's resolute attitude, these people dispersed one by one. As for where they went from here, Li Dao didn't care. The one that gave him a headache was this uncle in front of him who was almost a hundred years old.

"Sir, please, let me follow you." The old man with the gray hair kept begging.

This uncle was the old overseer from before. He did not leave with the gang members, but stayed behind.

Li Dao really did not know how to deal with such a person. Fighting and killing was a matter for the youngsters. He could not possibly let this middle-aged man follow him and fight, right? But if he left here, where would he go to earn a living? Not only were they unable to win in literature, they were also lacking in ruthlessness. There was simply nothing good about them at all. However, Li Dao had a good impression of him. At the very least, he was a kind-hearted person. Li Dao had never thought of himself as kind, but that did not stop him from appreciating good people.

"Alright, Uncle, you can stay here and look after this pier for me."

In the end, Li Dao chose to keep him. Logically speaking, the guardian should have chosen someone who could fight. However, Li Yao was lacking manpower at the moment. Plus, he had a good impression of Uncle, so this Uncle directly leveled up.

Li Dao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and handed it to his two new lackeys. He then watched as the sun gradually set to the west. Behind him, he could hear the berating voice of the old man.

The uncle who had just been appointed by Li Dao was directing the workers to deal with the situation. Of course, the so-called treatment was also very simple. Just move the corpse to the river bank and throw it down. After that, you just need to clean up the bloodstains. The beach was bleeding to death every day, and the detectives weren't going to look for any clues.

"Cough cough cough, big brother, what is the name of our gang? How many people are there?"

Wang Li had never smoked a cigarette before, so for the first time, he couldn't help choking on his cigarette.

"Just the three of us. If you have a name, let me think." Li Dao pondered.

"So we don't have any gangs!" Hearing Li Dao's words, Wang Li let out a cry of disappointment. Originally, he thought that he had become a powerful underworld organization, but he didn't expect that the gangs hadn't been established yet.

The little flat-cut Zhou Jian kicked Wang Li unceremoniously, scolding, "You little redhead, can you be any more promising?"

Wang Li refused to give in and immediately, the two of them started to fight. From the looks of it, this was their normal behavior.

Ignoring the two of them, Li Dao looked at the long sword in his hand and said seriously, "Our gang is called 'Sharp Sword Association'."

Although Zhou Jian felt that his Eldest Brother had given him a bad name, he did not object when he saw Li Dao's serious expression.

"Then boss, what should we do next?" the boy asked.

What a gang should do after being established, in Zhou Jian's opinion, was naturally to expand and take control of the territory. Thinking of this, he felt his blood boil.

But Li Dao's words overturned his thoughts, "What? To take over the business before the Sea Dragon Gang, of course. Later, let's ask Elder Wu who the Sea Dragon Gang was dealing with before. "

"Why? Shouldn't we be fighting?" Wang Li revealed his doubts while rubbing his head. His thoughts were much simpler than Zhou Jian's.

Looking at his two lackeys, Li Dao wondered if he had accepted the wrong lackeys. Were they stupid?