Chapter 1205: The mysterious little black fat man

Li Zhenbang could also see that the eyes of the gangster flickered. It was certainly not as simple as he said, but it was not an important point.
However, it is impossible for Li Zhenbang to just let the just give the to the past. He must give the some reminders, so he looked at him with a smile but didn't say anything.
"Um... his head really has always had a problem. Really! I didn't lie to you! If I lie to you, I...I lose all gambling, I won't die!" The bully was shocked and hurriedly swore.
"I believe his head has never been too smart." Li Zhenbang said with a smile.
"Okay! When I met him, that steamed bun..."
"Well, I have no interest in what you met, and you don't need to explain it. But you have to remember, I want facts, not stories and legends! I don't need you to modify, and you don't need to exaggerate! I hope What you say next will not appear to be a lie!" Li Zhenbang narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a strong killing intent.
"Yes, yes! Don't worry, what I'm saying is true!" Hunhun nodded hurriedly, cold sweat on his forehead.
He felt that the person in front of him who was much younger than him seemed to have seen him a long time ago. He seemed to be standing here naked, without any secrets at all.
"You made a lot of money in Mr. Hei's underground casino!" Li Zhenbang suddenly asked without end.
"It's okay... ah? No, you don't want to blame me! It's going to die!" The bully hurriedly waved his hand and denied it in a panic.
Li Zhenbang looked at a satin-clothed scumbag with a smile and didn't say a word. The gangster's outfit would cost at least two or three gold coins. This is not something that ordinary street gangsters can afford to wear. They have money and can't wait to put all of them in the casino or go to spend a lot of time. Wearing them like this is not their style.
The was a little hairy in his heart when he was laughed. He nodded and said with a smirk: "Um...that actually earned a little, but only a little bit. My capital is too small to compare with other people! Hehe!"
"Underground casinos have the rules of underground casinos, and it’s not that they don’t let people win. What are you afraid of? And you have nothing to do with me, and you didn’t take it from my pocket. Don’t worry, I have professional ethics. Yes, I will not give you money, nor will I take money from your pocket." Li Zhenbang said with a smile.
"Justice, authentic, professional! Small admiration!" The bully stretched out his thumb in praise.
"I have no interest in how much money you make, but I believe Mr. Hei will be very interested! If you answer my question seriously, I can pretend that I don't know anything." Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows.
"Brother, don't worry, I must know that everything is endless!" A layer of white hair rose on the gangster's body.
If the gangster was afraid that Li Zhenbang would kill him, then what he is afraid of now is whether he can survive in the City of Freedom.
"Do you think the little black fat man is born with stupidity, or has his head been hurt?" Li Zhenbang asked calmly.
"Well..." The thought for a while, and didn't answer immediately.
Seeing this scene, Li Zhenbang was a little surprised, but he could see that the bully was really thinking, not fooling him, so he didn't speak, but waited for the bully's answer.
"If you don't ask, I really haven't thought about it carefully. I'm really not sure if you ask like this." The bully said hesitantly.
"What do you mean?" Li Zhenbang frowned slightly.
"I found that Fatty Black was very strong, so I moved a little bit crookedly. After he followed me, I thought he was too dirty and helped him take a bath."
"At the time, no injuries were found on his body, but there seemed to be injuries on his head, but it was healed."
"After I helped him wash off the dark things on his head, in addition to the dirt, there were also some dark red, and there was also a faint smell. On the contrary, his body was relatively clean, and he did not wash it down too much. Lots of dirty stuff."
"I didn't care too much at the time. Thinking about it now, the blood on his head is likely to be blood, and his silly stupidity is probably related to his head injury." The bully carefully recalled the situation at the time.
Li Zhenbang nodded, which also makes sense. After a person's head is injured, many situations may occur, such as sudden body weight loss, memory loss, or even aphasia, blindness, deafness, dementia, etc. These are relatively common things. If you look at it this way, this little black fat guy is probably caused by external forces.
However, according to Mr. Hei's words, the strength of this little black fat man is not simple, foolish and stupid, unable to use grudge, but the power is extremely amazing.
The golden warrior is not his opponent when he uses his fighting spirit to attack with all his strength. If the little black fat man recovers his strength, what will it be like?
Fatty Xiao Hei's strength is so strong, what kind of strength does the person who can beat him like this? Is it a holy powerhouse?
If he is really a Saint-level powerhouse, then Fatty Black can survive the attack of a Saint-level powerhouse, and it's just that his head has been traumatized.
But if the little black fat man wasn't an ordinary person, who would it be? Although he felt that the little black fat man in the portrait was familiar, he didn't have any impression, just a little familiar.
If Fat Little Hei is really persecuted like this, then Fatty Little Hei is somewhat famous in the City of Freedom now, and he has been here for a while. It stands to reason that someone really has hatred against him. If it were, it should have been noticed long ago, and it is impossible to be safe until now.
"Does anyone pay special attention to Fatty Blackie, or want to harm him?"
"This..." The bully looked at Li Zhenbang with some embarrassment, not knowing how to answer.
"Speak! Is there anything I can't say?" Li Zhenbang stared.
"Yes... can say it! In fact, the person who pays special attention to him and wants to harm him, isn't it... isn't it you?" The swallowed a mouthful of water, and looked at Li Zhenbang with a little dodgy eyes.
Li Zhenbang was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect to ask, and finally the pot was buckled on his head. However, Li Zhenbang didn't care too much, but began to think about it based on the information he received.
Li Zhenbang pays attention to Fatty Little Hei but never thought of harming him. The reason why he investigated Fatty Little Hei was one to see if there was a chance of victory, and the other was to get close to Mr. Hei. He had to know the one in his acquired pocket. What's the situation with the bowl?
It is inevitable that Mr. Hei pays attention to Fatty Little Hei. As for whether he has ever thought of killing Fatty Little Hei, it is only Mr. Hei that he knows.
It seems that the person who wounded Fatty Black didn't continue to do it. The reason why he didn't do it, Li Zhenbang could think of nothing more than three situations.
One situation is that the person does not know that Fatty Black is in Freedom City, but this possibility is not high. Li Zhenbang does not believe that the news of people who are stronger than Fat Black will be so blocked.
Another situation is that the person already knows that Fat Little Black has amnesia, and that Fat Little Black is not a threat to him, so there is no need to kill him.
The last situation can only be because of fear of the City of Freedom. That person didn't dare to set foot in the City of Freedom easily, so he could only watch the little black fat man move freely in the City of Freedom but could do nothing.
However, the latter two situations also have loopholes. Under normal circumstances, although the little black fat man has become a little stupid, he is still a threat after all. It's already reached this point, no matter how it should be to cut weeds and roots. Even if you can't get involved in the City of Freedom, there shouldn't be any problem with hiring someone to kill the little black fat guy, right?
But Fatty Little Black is alive and well now, and apart from Mr. Hei who wants to trouble Fatty Little Black, no one else has ever looked for Fatty Little Hei, which makes people really puzzled.
Seeing that Li Zhenbang was meditating and the gangster did not speak, they looked in the direction behind Li Zhenbang from time to time, and both of them became silent with their own thoughts.
"You have been in contact for so long, have you asked about him, or has he told you about him?" Li Zhenbang suddenly asked.
"Ah? Oh! I asked him, but he couldn't tell at all. The introduction didn't follow the words, so I didn't ask any more, and he never took the initiative to speak to me." The gangster froze for a while, and Li Zhenbang asked. Suddenly, he didn't react at first.
"The preface does not follow? Then can you remember what he said?" Li Zhenbang frowned and asked.
"It's a long time, let me think about it!" Hun Hun was wondering what clues a fool's madness could get, the guy in front of him was wasting his time. However, frightened by Li Zhenbang's strength and Mr. Hei's power, the bully still remembered it seriously.
Li Zhenbang did not urge, but waited quietly. To be honest, he was just a whim on this, wanting to see if he could get any clues from the little black fat man's words, he actually didn't have any hope for this.
"What he said is dead, it's all dead, his brother, horror or something. He also said that he wants revenge and find someone, anyway, what he said is never complete. Alas! In fact, he is quite pitiful!" The sighed.
"Poor? Pity you still let him sleep on the street?" Li Zhenbang looked at the bully with disdain.
"You don't know, he often has nightmares when he sleeps, and the nightmare makes the world shaking. At first I let him live in my house, but he almost demolished my house after he fell asleep. From then on, I never dare to let him live in my house anymore, I can only let him sleep on the street!" The bully shook his head gently.
"Asshole! Do you dare to bully my friend!" Li Zhenbang was about to speak, suddenly a roar came from behind, and then he felt a bad wind rushing towards his back...