C5 I'm looking for your sea dragon gang

The sun was high in the sky, and it was a bit dazzling. Li Ren pushed up the brim of his hat, and slightly squinted his eyes as he looked at the long sword in his hands, "Friend, I've truly wronged you, today I'll bring you to have a big meal."

Can swords eat? The answer is yes. A sword based killing weapon was born for slaughter.

The sword drinks blood. Only blood can satisfy the sword. A sword that had not drunk enough blood could not even be called a sword.

Walking on the street, Li Ren didn't even glance at him, his face was full of seriousness, as if he was going to do a sacred thing.

Many people from afar sized up the young man carrying the long sword and discussed softly. Although Li Ren's current attire was very normal, his aura still attracted everyone's attention.

The north of the city was a place where refugees lived. The residents were poor people. However, this was also the place where the gangs were based.

If the gangsters didn't bully the poor, would they bully the rich and powerful officials? It was obviously impossible. All the forces of the world are based on the poor.

The poor here work hard enough to pay taxes, then endure exploitation by capitalists, while being bullied by gangsters.

As for Li Ren, who was walking on the streets of Ji Bei District, she seemed a little strange. With his snow-white shirt, fashionable black coat and hat, coupled with the luxurious long sword in his hands, he obviously wasn't one of the poor, and even gave off a sharp feeling.

Many people did not dare to get close to Li Ren. His appearance was extremely similar to the mogul s of the gangs.

Of course, Li Ren also prepared to become a gang. However, what he needed to do was not the gang mogul, but the emperor of the dark forces on the beach. Today would be his first day in the gang.

Li Ren didn't notice that not far behind him, there was a vulgar middle-aged man that was hanging from the distance. Looking at his back, there was an indescribable envy in his eyes.

At the noisy pier, the workers, dressed in brown patched gowns, were working hard to move the cargo.

The supervisors at the side held whips in one hand and cigarettes in the other. They chatted and laughed as they discussed the current situation between the gangs. From time to time, they would shout a few words at the porters.

"Hey, do you guys not want the salary anymore?" "If you dare to be lazy, your father's whip won't hurt, right?" One of the supervisors saw the workers stop moving and could not help but frown and scold loudly.

The other supervisors were alarmed by his scolding and raised their heads, ready to teach a lesson to this group of inattentive workers. When they looked up, they knew why the workers had stopped carrying the goods.

He only saw a tall and straight young man carrying a long sword into the pier, and the clothes that he dressed up as a gang mogul was really eye-catching. The crux of the issue was that this young man had a cold and hostile expression. It was clear from the first glance that he was here to cause trouble. Since they had come to cause trouble at the dock, the workers would naturally not want to miss such a good show. One by one, they put down the bags on their shoulders and stood to the side.

"Where did this little red guy come from?" A supervisor shouted angrily.

As if not hearing the question from the overseer, Li Ren walked forward by himself.

"Hey, boy, don't cause trouble. You know this is Sea Dragon Gang's territory. "Don't blame me for not reminding you when you lose an arm or a leg." An older supervisor advised.

Li Ren stopped in the middle of the pier, reached out to push the brim of his hat, revealing a mouthful of clean white teeth, "Of course I know, the one I'm looking for is you Sea Dragons.