Quick Wear: I, who played the supporting actor, got stuck with the protagonist

Chapter 392: That Morbid and Paranoid Game Development Character (31)

Is Long Fei smart?

very smart.

Everyone in the Dragon and Tiger Gang praised him. No matter what his ambitions were, at least he was able to wear the disguise for more than 20 years without being discovered, which was enough to prove that he was a smart man.

When this smart man knew that his father loved his younger brother more, he not only did not say bad things to him, but instead doted on his younger brother as much as his father did, even more than his father did.

A good son in the eyes of his father, a good brother in the eyes of his younger brother, and a good young master in the eyes of his gang.

Let me ask, how can such a person who can and knows how to endure not be considered a smart person?

Unfortunately, Long Fei’s biggest shortcoming is that he thinks he is really a smart person.

After saying that, Liu Laoer waited quietly for the young master's instructions, until he could no longer hold back and secretly looked up, and what he saw was Mo You in deep thought.

The expressionless man, who only reached his waist, was like a piece of cold porcelain, which was cold to the touch and would make your hand bleed if it broke.

The eyes, darker than ink, were like an abyss with no bottom. Liu Laoer's eyes felt sore, and it turned out that cold sweat was flowing down his forehead.

"Tell me what you think of him."

Who?

Oh, are you asking him what he thinks of Long Fei?

Liu Laoer's brain worked slowly, and he swallowed to relieve his dry throat. "Long Fei has a very good reputation among the gang members. He is very courteous to the cadres, and he will nod and say hello to ordinary gang members when he meets them, and occasionally show concern."

"In short, this young master is very good at dealing with people. Many people are discussing privately that sooner or later he will take the position of young gang leader."

"but……"

He paused, and after receiving Mo You's signal, he expressed his opinion, "The relationship between Long Fei and Long Ming is actually not as good as it seems."

Mo You became interested, "Oh?"

"Long Ming doesn't like Long Fei always disciplining him under the pretense of doing it for his own good, so he often speaks rudely to Long Fei in private. In order to maintain his reputation as a good brother, Long Fei has to patiently show concern for him."

"When you're waiting for no one around, it's inevitable that you'll reveal some of your emotions."

Mo You did not express his opinion, but said meaningfully, "You know a lot."

Liu Lao Er chuckled, "Every mouse has its own way. I have quite a lot of friends. I usually have a meal with them, say a few nice words, and drink some wine. They are just short of telling me the color of their underwear."

His posture was much more relaxed. Mo You didn't look like an ordinary person. How many kids of this age wouldn't go out to play, catch insects and fish?

But what about Mo You?

Although he is very young, the words he says and the manner he uses are not what ordinary children can have. Liu Laoer can get along well in every place thanks to his pair of eyes.

I can’t say how accurate I am in judging people, but I can guess pretty close.

So there is no such thing as doing things perfunctorily.

"Okay, go back. I'll contact you if anything happens."

Mo You had a plan in his mind, but he didn't plan to tell Liu Laoer much. He got satisfactory news and had a more accurate judgment of Long Fei and Long Ming's personalities. Although he had not seen them with his own eyes, he was almost certain about them.

It's time to start planning the next step.

Liu Laoer was also smart. He said nothing more, asked nothing more, and left respectfully. As soon as he turned the corner, he instantly became bored and impatient. It was a seamless process and no one could find fault with it.

After a little thought, Mo You went in one direction according to the information he got from Liu Laoer.

The sun is scorching, so he only walks in the shadow where he feels safe. Only in the dark can he feel a little at ease.

Long Fei, Long Ming...

Two figures seemed to emerge in the air, one was Long Fei, who was the center of attention, and the other was Long Ming, who was now synonymous with arrogance and domineering.

In his original plan, he wanted to use Long Si's hand to get close to Long Fei, but now thinking about it, there is a huge loophole.

Long Fei is an adult, an ambitious adult who has been pretending to be an adult for more than 20 years. Look at himself again.

He is only as tall as Liu Laoer's waist and has a childish face. No matter how smart he is, it cannot change the fact that he is a child.

Long Fei would not look upon a child with new eyes. If the child decided to show his extraordinary brain, Long Fei would most likely lock him up and threaten him to use him for his own purposes.

Some special measures may be used for this purpose.

He didn't think Long Fei was a gentle and polite person.

Mo You pursed his lips lightly.

He doesn't worry about his own safety, because Mr. Monster will always protect him. This is the reason why he has no fear.

Mo You often had a premonition that as long as he asked, Mr. Monster would destroy all sources of threats for him. If possible, it would not be difficult to make the entire downtown area disappear.

But he didn't want to.

Human beings' dirty and disgusting thoughts and actions would dirty Mr. Monster's hands. He didn't know whether Mr. Monster would have to pay a price for every move he made. At least - he didn't want Mr. Monster to worry too much before he was powerless to do anything.

There were no clouds in the sky of the downtown area, only a gray-blue veil over everyone's hearts. When night fell, it was pitch black, without even a star.

A day like this wouldn’t make anyone want to take a second look.

Mo You had no faith, but the moment the monster came in front of him, it became faith.

All the sins are borne by him, and Mr. Monster just needs to be innocent.

……

"You can hit me on such a wide road, you are blind! Hit me!"

"You obviously bumped into me on purpose, you—"

Disaster struck. The boy was walking on the road and was about to go home when he met a young man with his men. It was obvious that he was not an ordinary person, and the group of men behind him also looked ferocious.

He didn't want to cause trouble, so he took a step forward, ready to stay away. However, the young man deliberately had someone stop him, pushed him to the ground, and then turned the tables on him. He couldn't help but retort in a low voice.

Long Ming snatched the thing from the boy's hand, and after seeing clearly what it was, he snorted, "I thought it was something interesting, but it turns out to be just a wooden puppy, rubbish, here's your reward."

No matter how lifelike something carved from wood looks, it cannot change the nature of the wood. Such a worthless object is not even as good as a steamed bun.

The bald man who received the wooden puppy was very grateful and kept saying nice things to him. If people didn't have eyes, they would have thought that he had received some gold, silver or jewelry.

They were disdainful in their hearts, but they all acted envious and jealous, as if it was a great honor to be rewarded by Long Ming.

The humble appearance pleased Long Ming very well. As the young master of the Dragon and Tiger Gang, he had almost everything he wanted, and if he didn't have it, he would find ways to get it.

When he was in a bad mood, he would punch and kick his subordinates. He even broke one man's leg with an iron rod and ordered the man not to resist.

He is so cruel at such a young age, which is enough to give us a glimpse of his future.

But Long Hai couldn't help but like this sweet-talking little son, so much so that everyone around Long Ming learned a set of survival skills, which is to praise.

No matter what you do, just praise it.

A new yellow-haired man rolled his eyes, kicked the bruised boy, and approached Long Ming to flatter him, "It is an honor for this wood sculpture to be favored by the young master, but he is so ungrateful that he ruined your good mood. Why don't we sink him into the river?"

Long Ming glanced at him, somewhat tempted, but for some reason he suppressed his desire, "Forget it, I don't have the time for that."

"Besides, my eldest brother repeatedly warned me before leaving home not to cause trouble recently, so as not to upset my father."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the yellow-haired man didn't care why no one spoke and couldn't wait to show off himself, flattering, "If you ask me, the young master's original intention was just to worry that you would be bumped by a blind guy. The gang leader has always liked you the most, how could he be annoyed with you?"

Long Ming raised his eyebrows, his expression unpredictable, "Oh?"

"You mean, I don't have to listen to my eldest brother?"

Huang Mao chuckled, "To be honest, the boss likes you the most. The eldest young master has to stand aside in front of you. Even if there is something wrong, you can say a few good words and the boss will naturally let it go."

"Besides, he's just a pariah. Even if he dies, it's not a big deal."

The yellow-haired man who spoke confidently did not notice the strange looks from the people behind him. He was already imagining the day when he would become Long Ming's confidant and reach the peak of his life.

As the saying goes, the more you want something, the less likely it is to go in that direction.

Long Ming narrowed his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked a little obedient, "Do you hate my elder brother?"

"No, no, no. It's not a matter of whether I hate him or not." The yellow-haired man waved his hands quickly. He wanted to please Long Ming, but he also didn't want to offend Long Fei. Who knew if what he said today would reach the other party's ears.

The connections that young master has in the gang are beyond Long Ming's reach.

He was so confused that he didn't notice Long Ming's disappearing smile. "Young Master is wise and brave, but I am yours, and I want to make you happy."

"Makes me happy..."

Long Ming chewed on a few words, with his hands behind his back, "It seems that I have to thank you for your concern. Let me think about what reward I should give you."

The yellow-haired man's eyes lit up, revealing his greed.

"Okay, I get it now."

Long Ming clapped his hands and said, "I'll reward you - Shen He."

"After all, it was you who came up with the idea. I think you will be very happy."

The yellow-haired man's mind went blank, and for a moment he thought he had misheard, but soon the severe pain of his arm being captured made him sober up instantly. Before he could beg for mercy, his mouth was blocked and he was dragged away like a dead dog.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't understand what had made Long Ming unhappy.

The remaining few people looked at each other, feeling ironic and bitter.

Which number is this this month?

There is always that newcomer who doesn’t understand the situation and is only trying to please Long Ming, but what is the result?

I don’t know how many corpses have sunk in the river outside the suburbs!

They lowered their heads deeply, and everyone turned into quails, but sometimes, you can't get away with it by just playing dumb.

The moody Long Ming spoke again, "Why aren't you talking? Are you mute?"

"You also think I'm not as good as my good brother, right? Speak!"

Seeing that he would die if he didn't say anything, the bald man took a deep breath and said carefully, "Master, everyone is different. The eldest master is not money. It's impossible for everyone to like him."

Having said that, there is a brief pause. If Long Ming gets angry, it means that he has a very good relationship with the eldest young master and does not allow others to say bad things about the eldest young master. At this time, he will decisively change his words to make amends.

If you don't express your attitude, then...

"continue."

The bald man withdrew his gaze and felt relieved.

"No matter what others do, we brothers were assigned by the gang leader to protect you, young master, as soon as we arrived. You are our only master."

"To put it bluntly, even if the gang leader is here, we dare to pat our chests and say we will listen to you. As long as you say a word, all the big and small masters will step aside!"

"..."

These words touched Long Ming's heart.

Why was he angry just now?

Didn’t Huangmao suddenly change his words halfway through his speech and start praising Long Fei for his wisdom and bravery?

Oh, does he, the pretentious good brother, deserve those four words? He even takes a piss and looks in the mirror!

Long Ming admits that he is not a good person, but is he, Long Fei, a good person?

However, compared to his own behavior of showing his viciousness openly, Long Fei is better at disguise. Don’t think that he doesn’t know how those people who offended Long Fei disappeared!

Huangmao would definitely regret it if he knew that he lost his life because of praising Long Fei, but there is no magic to bring the dead back to life in the world, and he will never have another chance.

"Heh, you're better at talking than the guy just now."

The bald man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the matter was over.

Long Ming had a sullen face. The shops around him closed their doors when they saw him coming from afar, or hid in their rooms and refused to come out.

They were all frightened by him.

This is true for all adults, not to mention people of the same age.

As soon as he heard Long Ming's name, he ran away, wishing he could grow wings and fly away, or burrow into the ground and bury himself.

boring.

Boring as hell.