Chương 843: Accepting a younger brother

"Well, we want to invite you to join our team!"

As the boss here, Murat spoke with difficulty.

"Join you? Not interested!"

Napoleon was stunned, but there was no emotion on his face.

Napoleon's refusal without hesitation stunned the three of them.

"Napoleon, you may be very strong, but you have to know that Fishman Street is in chaos now. If you don't join a gang, you can't survive at all. Now the biggest force in Fishman Street, Hody Jones, is crazy about expansion. Come to us, if we don't unite, we will be swallowed up by them!"

Murat explained quickly.

"Join you, just the three of you?"

Napoleon looked at Murat and the others and asked disdainfully.

"This this!!!"

Murat and the other three immediately turned red.

Rana and Davout also lowered their heads in shame.

"You three losers, you want to be the boss?"

Napoleon shook his head and turned to go back to the house.

He doesn't have time to play house with these people.

Now that you're awake, it's time to think about how to get food.

"and many more!"

Murat said quickly.

Napoleon paused, but the next moment, he walked towards the house.

"We'll make you the boss!"

cried Murat.

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone was stunned.

Rana and Davout looked at Murat in disbelief.

And Ouni, who had just arrived at the door, was also stunned and looked at the four people.

After hearing this, Napoleon turned his head and looked at the three people.

"Recognize me as the boss?"

Napoleon was a little surprised.

"Yes, if you defeat us, you are qualified to be our boss!"

Murat gritted his teeth and said.

Now that you have reached this point, let it all go.

"What are the benefits of being the boss?"

Napoleon stopped and asked curiously.

"Everything we have is yours!"

As Murat spoke, he took out all his savings from his pocket.

A total of seven hundred beli.

Then he shook Rana and Davout to let them express their gratitude.

The two reluctantly took out several hundred beli.

That adds up to thirteen hundred beli.

"Boss, this is our admission fee, please accept it!"

Murat bent towards Napoleon and said.

Napoleon looked at the money in Murat's hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Unexpectedly, these three guys still have money, although they only have 1, 300 beli.

But that's pretty good in the ghetto.

Ok!

Napoleon admitted that he was a little moved.

It seems like being the boss is pretty good.

Napoleon slowly raised his right hand, as if he wanted to take the money uncontrollably.

"Napoleon!"

A faint cry sounded.

Napoleon was instantly shocked.

"mom!"

Napoleon turned around and saw his mother holding on to the door frame and looking at him.

He quickly walked over and supported his mother.

"You, come into the house with me!"

Oni said, holding Napoleon's hand.

Somewhat eager.

After hearing this, Napoleon glanced at the three people outside the door, and without hesitation, he helped Oni enter.

"mom!"

Napoleon lowered his head and did not dare to look into Onnie's eyes.

"Do you want to be their boss?"

Oni asked with a pale face, but the sternness in her tone could still be heard.

Napoleon nodded after a melancholy moment.

"I want to make money, I want to support this family!"

Napoleon said firmly.

"Then do you know what it means to be in a gang?"

Oni said with an angry tone.

"I know, I will die!"

Napoleon nodded.

Living in this chaotic Fishman Street, people die every day.

"I know you still~!"

Before Oni could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Napoleon.

"Mom, if you don't join a gang, this family won't last long. I don't want my mother to leave me!"

Napoleon raised his head with some excitement and looked at Oni sitting at the table with tearful eyes and said.

"You~!"

After hearing this, Ouni could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes.

"Mom, don't worry, I won't die. I'm very powerful. People who are six or seven years older than me are no match for me. Now there are three people outside who want to recognize me as their eldest brother, but in the future there will be thousands If you accept me as your big brother, I will become the king of Fishman Street and I will let you have everything!"

Napoleon looked at his mother firmly. At this moment, there was no hesitation in Napoleon's eyes, only determination.

"You~!"

Oni wanted to say something, but Napoleon had already left the room and came to the door.

Murat and the other two were stunned when they looked at Napoleon who suddenly rushed out.

But Napoleon didn't care about the expressions of these three people, and directly took Pele from their hands.

"I will be your boss from now on!"

Napoleon held Bailey in his hands and looked at the three of them and said.

"Boss!"

Murat was the first to call.

"Boss!"

Rana and Davout also bent down and shouted.

since!

Napoleon took the first step in his life.

But being a good boss is not that easy.

Three days later!

"Boss, I'm so hungry!"

Davout exclaimed, rubbing his stomach.

He followed Napoleon with a bitter look on his face.

My stomach growls.

After hearing this, Napoleon was about to say a few encouraging words, but his stomach growled unconvincingly.

"Boss, how about we collect protection money!"

Murat hesitated for a moment and suggested.

"No, absolutely not. There are neighbors here, all poor people. I feel uneasy asking them to collect protection money!"

Napoleon refused without hesitation.

"Then what should we do? The other streets are covered by gangs, so we can't take them in even if we want to!"

Murat said as he followed Napoleon in despair.

He even doubted whether he had followed the wrong boss.

There is no reason to starve for three days when you first join the club.

"Wait, gangs, yes, we can charge protection fees from those gangs!"

Napoleon stopped and said decisively.

"Boss, are you kidding? How can the four of us be the opponents of those gangs!"

Lana was immediately shocked.

"How come you're not your opponent? Who knows if you haven't beaten him before?"

Napoleon raised his head and looked at the three of them.

As soon as these words came out, Murat and the other three looked at Napoleon's firm eyes and didn't know what to do.

"That's it, you go and ask around. The gang in the neighborhood has the worst reputation. We'll collect the protection money from that gang!"

Napoleon clenched his fists and said.

That childish face had an unimaginable look of perseverance.

The three of them subconsciously ignored that Napoleon was only five years old at this time.

To be honest, the three of them were twelve or thirteen years old, and they couldn't help but think of a five-year-old as their boss.

But who would let himself and others fail to defeat this child?

This guy is simply a monster, even stronger than an adult fishman.

The recovery ability is also terrible, just take a nap and it will be fine.

More importantly, this guy seems to have endless energy and energy.

Tireless.

Simply a monster among monsters.