The rise of the reborn hero

The Naza slum is huge. But the fifth block is not big. In this slum, every block in close proximity seems to be an independent existence.

Children in the fifth neighborhood rarely go to the adjacent ROSE neighborhood to play. Because not only will they be robbed, they may even be beaten to death.

So it wasn't difficult for Johnny and Eddie to find the kids who robbed the bakery.

"come over."

Little Eddie's way of greeting is very consistent with his character and temper. This boy seems to have completely released his inner beast after killing his father. Before he can speak, Little Eddie has already taken out the firearm from his waist and pointed it at everyone. Five kids playing football pulled the trigger

"Bang!"

The dull sound of gunfire turned several children into puppets immediately, and some of the teenagers who were watching immediately stood there in a polite manner~.

The adults near this simple and dirty street court seemed to be surprised by this scene. I don’t care too much about the indifference on everyone’s face that doesn’t have anything to do with me.

"Whoever robbed Mr. Lyon's bakery came here if he didn't want to be beaten to death by me."

Little Eddie smiled wildly, and the fear of nearby passers-by greatly satisfied his inexplicable sense of pleasure.

Four boys and one girl. The five children, the oldest but thirteen or fourteen and the youngest only ten years old, were taken to the corner of the street. In the secret area, one of the girls who was trying to escape was violently grabbed by Johnny by her long hair. The girl cleverly gave up her struggle.

"There should be no more robberies on Fifth Street."

Little Eddie glanced at Johnny, who had no intention of speaking, and said a sentence that would be widely circulated in the Naza slum in the future,"We need order, so I stipulate that everyone cannot plunder each other."

The children all seemed very silent, and their dull expressions undoubtedly told little Eddie their attitude.

"I understand what you're thinking, but I think this is better for us."

Johnny let go of the little girl's hair,"I'll let you go this time, but I won't be polite next time."

Several children nodded one after another, with relaxed expressions on their faces. Even the girl who was biting her lip just now and trying to suppress her crying showed a smile.

Here, human life is like grass.

The names of Johnny the Overlord and Eddie the Butcher The number is notorious in the Fifth District. Just now, everyone thought that they were likely to be killed. Now how could they not be happy with this result?

"boom!"

Little Eddie's gunshot rang out, and the oldest boy among them screamed and fell to the ground. The calf pressed by his two hands was constantly seeping with dark red blood.

"Johnny, put away your kindness."

Little Eddie waved the firearm that still smelled of gunpowder and said in a serious tone,"If you don't let them hurt so much, they will treat your words as farts."

As he said that, little Eddie looked at the other teenagers and smiled ferociously,"You can choose whether to break your hands or feet. This is the memory I leave to you!"

Johnny frowned and said nothing.

The choices made by the children were surprisingly similar. They stretched out their left hands tremblingly, and only one of them could not help but say a word.

"Eddie, my brother is George in blackface...."

What answered him was little Eddie's unbridled laughter and the gunshots made by continuously pulling the trigger.

Screams and cries spread among the crowd.

Little Eddie's shooting skills are good, and the blood is flowing in the left hands of each of the children.

"Only in this way will they be afraid and obedient."

Little Eddie looked at the black-faced brother George who was crying in pain in the corner and slowly walked over and put a firearm on his forehead."Injuring your hand is the punishment for robbing you."

"boom!"

The young man's painful expression was forever frozen on his somewhat immature face.

"And I want your life because you disrespect me."

The killing ended quickly, and Eddie the Butcher became more and more terrifying in the eyes of everyone in the team.

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In this slum, one of the top three largest in the world, there is no saying that a gentleman will never take revenge for ten years. There is only one thing I believe in here.

Revenge when there is a grudge, and revenge when there is a grudge.

No matter how cruel people like Johnny and Eddie are. But after all, they are just teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Their place was a shabby pool hall built under a canopy near a garbage dump. The concrete pillars served as table legs, and the original color of the tablecloth could no longer be seen, which did not affect these people's fun at all.

0 Asking for Flowers

Just when little Eddie scored a good shot with a cigarette in his mouth, black-faced George's revenge suddenly came.

The ear-piercing roar of the car and the loud noise of the iron fence being knocked over at the door reached Little Eddie's ears almost simultaneously.

Everyone knows one thing about eating in the slums, that is, they cannot survive without sufficient vigilance. Little Eddie always kept this in mind.

This saved his life.

At the same time as the impact sounded, Little Eddie quickly drew his gun in his hand and completely hid his entire body behind the thick cement block.

Four or five men jumped out of a dilapidated van and stood side by side. Without any hesitation, all of them opened fire with their AKs.

The crisp sound of gunfire and whizzing bullets made the simple billiard room feel like purgatory for a while.

Eddie was very alert, but the other boy playing pool with him was obviously not as lucky as him. The dense bullets made his heart bloom with dark red flowers.

Blackface George's revenge came and went as quickly as it came.

After a round of volley, several people immediately jumped into the car and drove away.

"Bring me little Eddie's head, or I'll kill all of you damn trash!"

The streets that suddenly became silent were only left with the man's arrogant roar.

Four died and three were injured.

After Su Anxi rushed to the scene, the first thing she saw was that a young man who used to run errands for her took his last breath..The boy's name was Xiaoya, and he grew up to be very handsome. At this time, the blood on his face and his eyes without any life told the girl an ironclad fact.

His life ended abruptly at the age of sixteen.

"We need weapons, weapons that can truly suppress the other side."

Little Eddie yelled at Johnny a little crazy,"This needs money, it needs a lot of money."

"I have."

Su Anxi gently helped Xiaoya wipe away the blood on her face and spoke leisurely.

Girls don't know that sometimes making a choice in life will completely change the trajectory!.