The soldering iron head is dead!

In fact, even if the iron head has not appeared in slums for half a year, most people do not know that the iron head has been dead for a long time. Perhaps, people have never paid attention to an elderly person who has made a living by picking up scatters, except for the competitors of the iron head.

Because of Liu Fei, people from all walks of life in the slums knew that the iron head was dead.

"Boss, 200,000 Zhaol coins!"

In the middle of a ragged court with a long history in the slums, a group of gangsters squatted into a circle. In the middle of the circle, a one-eyed man was squatting. The man was about thirty years old, with a high hooked nose, big waist, round waist, dry and sparse golden hair, curly and draped on his shoulders, like a furry gorilla.

"No." The one-eyed man shook his head with a firm expression.

"Why? Boss, the iron head is dead. Besides, he is just a bad old man. Even if he is not dead, we don't need to be afraid of him." Another gangster said insensation.

"If I say no, it won't work. Whoever dares to touch him is to be unable to get along with my one-eyed dragon despair!" The one-eyed dragon suddenly stood up and snorted coldly, "If the iron head is not dead, just by your words, he will knock off your teeth."

A group of gangsters looked at each other, and they didn't understand why the boss was afraid of a dead person.

"You won't understand the terrible iron head, but if he dies, no matter how powerful a person is, he will die if he dies. There is nothing to be afraid of."

"That's right, boss, no matter how powerful the iron head is, he will die. As long as we cut Liu Fei one leg, we can get a bounty of 200,000 Zall coins. Hehe..." The gangster looked greedy and saliva was almost dripping from the corner of his mouth. The temptation of the 200,000 Zall coins was too great.

"Silly Pig, do you know why Liu Fei offended others?" One-eyed dragon cursed viciously and squatted down again.

"Isn't it just to protect a woman?"

"Yes, it's a woman, but do you know the background of that woman? Do you know the identity of that woman? Do you know the family of that woman? What do you know?!" The one-eyed man was stern.

"Ah...Boss...I don't know..." the gangster said weakly.

"Yes, you don't know anything. If we destroy Liu Fei, what should we do if the forces behind the woman take revenge on us?" said the gangster with one-eyed big eyes and stared at the gangster with contempt.

"Ah..." The gangster fought a cold war and said with a flattering look: "The boss is indeed the boss. The boss is good at making a decision and wins a thousand miles away. We can't keep up even if we beat him..."

"Yes, the boss is the boss."

"Yes, yes, the boss has one less eye, but one more heart, oh, it's because he has more head..."

A group of gangsters immediately beat the snake and followed the stick, flattering the horse, and patting the one-eyed man in a fog.

"You are smart, wake up at a moment, hum! Let's watch the fun, and watch that blind guy lose his life for 200,000 zhao coins. Hehe, maybe, our chance has come..." The one-eyed man said with a treacherous smile.

"Yeah, then let's watch the show, watch the show..."

"Silly pig, when you are not studying, you must know how to use vocabulary and allusions. What should you watch and not watch plays? It should be called watching the fire from the other side of the river. Do you know? It's so scary without culture!" The one-eyed man slapped him with a slap.

"Yes...the boss's name is!"

"What is the highest level of being a rogue, do you know?"

"The boss made it clear."

"Be a cultured hooligan!"
Chapter completed!