Chapter 386 I Stabbed to Death at the Age of Fourteen!

"Who do you think you are?" Brother Song smiled contemptuously and sat down on his desk, "I heard that you can beat, and you can knock over a dozen of my brothers in one breath."

He paused: "However, this is nothing. I have seen people who can fight better than you. It is useless. I have three gunmen in the office. As long as you move, they will kill you. Believe it or not. ?"

"You're still too young, brother!" Grumpy Mushroom sneered and looked at Fang Chuan, "How can you go into someone's office casually, are you all right now?"

"Boy, hey, you also have today!" Brother Long was excited now, grinning and said, "Now, you kneel down for me and kowtow to admit your mistakes!"

"Along, retreat first." Brother Song waved his hand, then looked at Fang Chuan, "I think you are so good, it's a pity not to join us."

He glanced up and down at Fang Chuan: "By the way, look at you like this. Have you read a book, what diploma?"

"Undergraduate medical school." Fang Chuan smiled.

"Medical department!" Brother Song laughed, "This is good, we just lack a doctor, will we take human internal organs?"

"Are you still doing this business?" Fang Chuan's eyes stunned.

"Of course!" Brother Song smiled triumphantly, "Now this year, you think you can make a fortune by charging a little for the protection of poor ghosts. Is it enough to pay the above expenses?"

He waved his hand: "Don't be silly! The protection fees of those poor ghosts are just enough for our salary. We have a lot of business. As long as you join, I will give you two or three heads. Do you want to join?"

"It seems that you are doing evil and doing a little bit terribly." Fang Chuan smiled.

"You still have a sense of justice now. It's okay. When you join us, you'll get used to it." Brother Song shrugged, "People can make money easily, so why bother to make money? Collecting protection fees, there are more than a dozen waves of brothers, guarding more than a dozen places, and earning three to four hundred thousand yuan a month."

"I run casinos, all of them are small bosses, and they make one or two million in a month."

"I let us borrow a loan shark and credit one or two million in a month."

"I helped those second-generation fights. With good luck, I can earn millions in a month."

"I ask you, I am a person who has not graduated from elementary school, if I don't do this business, how can I have such a high income?"

Brother Song was smug, "You may be dissatisfied, you are a college student, and you can fight so well, why should you be my little brother?"

"You will understand later!" Brother Song twitched his mouth and took a sip of wine, "Because I am. Mom is ruthless than you!"

With that, he smashed the glass hard.

Blue veins on his forehead went straight: "I started **** at the age of thirteen and stabbing people to death when he was fourteen. After several years of jail time, I knew that if I didn't work in this business, I could only enter the factory and do a few thousand dollars of work!"

"As long as it is ruthless, what will happen?" Song Ge's expression was a little distorted.

"Done?" Fang Chuan smiled lightly and looked at Brother Song.

"Last sentence," Brother Song looked at Fang Chuan, "I didn't read, but I don't look down on people who read books. On the contrary, I admire you very much. You can read so many books. You have such a good skill and you are a medical undergraduate. Sheng, come, mix with me, sooner or later you will find that you are better than your classmates!"

"I can see why you can do where you are today." Fang Chuan smiled. "You are not only cruel, but also very clever. Fooling people are also different."

The corner of his mouth twitched: "However, what you said is not a reason to go to crooked ways. Some people, without reading many books, can still be bosses and are not allowed to go to crooked ways. What you said is just your self-righteousness. That's it."

"Also, I tell you, I don't have to mess with you, I'm already pretty awesome in school."

He smiled faintly, and pointed to Song Ge: "Finally, I will tell you that you are a small crouch in my eyes, nothing more."

"What?" Song Ge was shocked, he had already said so, his momentum was so full, this guy dared to say such a thing.

To be honest, it made him a little angry.

The other party is just a student, so it doesn't give him face.

He grinned: "I think you don't want to live anymore!"

"What qualifications do you have to say this to me?" Fang Chuan shook his head. Suddenly, he flipped his palm and made a thud.

A flash of lightning flashed, and the bookshelf behind Brother Song exploded with a bang, and the thunder and lightning roamed the room with a scorched smell.

Fang Chuan is like a **** descending into the world, slowly floating up, looking at these people, the corner of his mouth twitches: "All of you are garbage that should be disposed of."

"you...."

"Who are you?"

With Fang Chuan's hand, Long Ge's bucktooth mushroom head was so scared that he was so frightened, his feet were weak, his whole body weakened, and he fluttered and knelt on the ground.

"Are you a magician?" Song Ge was shocked. Is that just a character in a novel?

Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "You can understand that."

"I finally saw the magician, haha!" Brother Song was taken aback for a moment, then calmed down and smiled: "You teach me magic, I want to rule the underworld in Yizhou City!"

"Where are you confident, I will promise you?" Fang Chuan smiled, "Just because you are ruthless?"

"No, because I'm smart enough!" Brother Song suddenly grinned, his other hand stretched out from his clothes, holding a pistol.

With a bang, he pulled the trigger.

This man was really cruel, and he shot without warning.

"Hahaha..." Seeing the bullet hit Fang Chuan, Brother Song let out a wide smile, "I know, your magicians are strong in spirit, but unfortunately, your body is very weak. When I shot him, you still Do you want to live?"

"Really?" Fang Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth and threw the bullet to the ground. "Do you really think that I don't know your left hand is fake, is it really hidden in your clothes?"

He raised his left hand, and the thunder and lightning in his palm surging between his palms, making a sound of sneer.

"No, how is it possible..." Brother Song took a few steps back, "How can your magicians catch the bullet?"

"I. Mom. Who said it was a magician? I just said it was!" Fang Chuan was speechless for a while.

"You lied to me!" Brother Song looked disappointed, "You are not a magician! It's too much!"

"I didn't lie to you." Fang Chuan smiled, "Well, don't say more, it's time to send you on the road."

"Don't!" Brother Song panicked, he knelt on the ground and said, "I was wrong, don't kill me. It's not easy for me to climb to today step by step!"

"However, you also climbed up by stepping on a lot of innocent people." Fang Chuan smiled faintly, "You should pay for your sins."

As he said, with a wave of his hand, a lightning bolt, like a dragon, hit Brother Song.