C11
In this era on the beach, gangsters were quite impressive. The commoners would have to hide a little when they saw them.
Li Ren firmly shook his head. In the early stages of the convoy gathering, he would definitely not let this bunch of soft bastards who were bluffing be his lackeys. It did not matter if he was a kung fu expert, but he did not know any martial arts, and only relied on the sharp long sword in his hands and the fierceness 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 Ren's resolute attitude, all of them left. As for where they would go from, Li Ren 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 didn't know how to deal with such a person. Fighting and killing were matters for the youths. He couldn't possibly let this middle-aged man fight alongside him. 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 Ren chose to keep him. Logically speaking, the guardian should have chosen someone who could fight. However, Li Ren was lacking in manpower right now, and because of his good impression of Uncle, he directly levelled up.
Li Ren took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket that belonged to this era, took one out, and handed it over to his two new subordinates.
The uncle who was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by Li Ren just now was instructing the workers on how to handle 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 smoke, he could not help but choke.
"Just the three of us, let me think of names," Li Ren started to ponder.
"So we don't have any gangs!" Hearing Li Ren's words, Wang Li called out in 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.
Zhou Jian kicked Wang Li unrestrainedly, and scolded: "You little red man, can you do anything about it?"
Wang Li could not accept it, and the two of them started fighting, which seemed to be their usual behavior.
Ignoring the two, Li Ren looked at the long sword in his hands and said seriously, "Our clan is called 'Sharp Sword Association'.
Although he felt that the name his boss had given him was not good, but looking at Li Ren's serious expression, Zhou Jian did not refute him.
"Then boss, what should we do next?" the boy asked.
What to do after a gang was formed, in Zhou Jian's opinion, was naturally to expand and fight for territory. Thinking of this, he felt his blood boil.
But Li Ren's words completely 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 rubbed his head and voiced out his doubts. His thoughts were much simpler than Zhou Jian's.
Looking at his two subordinates, Li Ren started to suspect if he had accepted the wrong subordinate. Did they not have any brains?
