Mr. Six Page #5

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Fed and resting.

What's the occasion? I'm not busy today,

mind if I tag along?

Since when have you had a busy day?

Stop bothering me.

Hey, Scrapper.

Didn't we agree yesterday?

F***ing Lampshade beiled again.

It's never easy.

Let's roll.

What're you doing here?

What's going on?

Didn't we say today was the day?

I was afraid you wouldn't bring me.

I just wanna help.

I spent 20 years doing repairs.

Figured I'd put my only skills to use.

I've gotta say, Lampshade,

you sure outdid yourself.

But think about the kinds of cars you fixed back then

- Now what kind of car is this?

- Damn it Lampshade, always f***ing sh*t up.

I thought about it all night.

But why'd you have to do this?

Let's wait and see.

You're early.

Everybody wake up!

You didn't even notice we have guests!

Who?

100,000.

Count it.

Not bad, old man.

A man of your word.

Where's Bobby?

Hey, Kris!

Oh my God, look at your car!

The paint I used is very expensive.

After I spray it, you can't even tell them apart.

What's the plan?

Don't worry.

There's always a way.

Got you.

Whose f***ing idea was this?

F***in you againg, wasn't it?

Who let you touch the car?

You know what car that is?

Know what paint it is?

They don't have it here,

I gotta ship it from England!

It was just a f***ing scratch.

Now it's a pile of sh*t!

I gotta repaint this whole thing!

What kind of sh*t did you use?

You old bastard.

That's smack was for last time.

This is justice.

You don't clean up your dirty mouth,

I'll keep beating you,

make up for your parent's teaching.

There are the rules,

know now?

You wanna f***ing die, old man?

Let him go!

F***ing let go!

Let him go!

What are you doing? Know where this is?

Old man, what do you want to do?

Put the blade down!

All you all tired of living?

Fine.

Don't you live by principles?

Let's talk principles.

You don't know cars.

That was my best one.

Forget the blackmail, let's use reason.

A brand new paint job costs half the price of the car.

Can you pay it?

I can't.

Let's not forget that you hit my friend.

You have your rules.

We also have our rules.

No matter what you say.

My friend was still hit.

The boys can't just accept that.

I gotta give them an answer.

I can't just let all of them

them beat up three old men.

And I can't just let you of the hook, either.

So tell me.

What should we do?

What's your point?

Do you little pieces of sh*t wanna fight? Do you?

Fight?

That fine.

How?

This is Beijing.

Let's go by Beijing rules.

What Beijing rules?

Ever heard of a mob fight?

Basically, in a week, let's set up a place.

You bring as many people as you want.

Don't worry about how many we bring either.

Winner takes all.

Then it's fair for everyone.

Old man.

You're kidding me right?

Old man, you a comedian?

OK.

So it's settled.

When the time comes,

you're lil' punks if you don't go.

Punks, if you don't go.

Lil' punks, lil' punks.

If you don't go, you are the little punk.

We'll see you there!

Alright.

Let's play then.

Haven't got any exercise in ages.

How's this?

If you can take us down,

the money for the repairs.

I'll pay every dime.

But if you can't manage,

I take the kid.

and pay whatever I can.

Now this is getting interesting.

When and where?

A week from now.

8:
00 AM.

Behind the Summer Palace at an abandoned lake.

There are less people there.

Take us down and we won't take the money!

Mr. Six,

in your condition, don't push yourself to hard.

I'll just call up a bunch of kids

Each with fresh legs.

Head over there and let loose on them.

Every damn day that goes by is boring me to death.

After this Bobby ordeal,

I finally got couple days relax inside.

Calm down, Scrapper.

A bunch of reckless kids,

that don't hold back could kill one or two.

This situation...

I've been thinking

we should get our old boys back together.

To deal with it, that's probably best.

We're already this old. Where can you find them?

Wolf, Panther, Matchstick,

Jed,

Tao.

I have them down.

In the end, it's just about intimidation.

Kris and them are young.

They won't make a move.

Our old boys...

They look tougher than they are now.

We'll surround them and bring them to terms.

That's how we'll bring the kid back.

I don't think it's that simple.

People have changed.

Send some letters.

Just say Mr. Six has some problems

the gang need to get back together.

Scrapper,

look how old we are.

Before we knew it we're 60.

Recently, I can't stop thinking

we should get all the boys from the past.

back for a reunion.

In 20 years.

whether or not we'll meet again,

won't be easy to say.

I can't stand those TV show that are about

middle-aged men.

Just only fifty and then they treat them like old men.

My heart gets irritated.

What're you doing?

Exercising.

Mr. Six.

There's no more Xuanwu District.

It merged with Xicheng District.

Look at this letter.

I thought about it all night.

It's already gone too far.

You need to listen to me now.

I'm calling the cops.

Don't call.

I looked into it.

Bobby scratched the car.

will be 15 days, tops.

But if Kris is chaged with kidnapping,

that's three years at least.

Listen to me.

Let's not make things worse.

That's not the point.

You wouldn't get it.

You call the cops,

let's never meet again in our lifetime.

Why do I have the urge to hurt you?

Who's that?

A friend.

Yeah, I see you.

Bobby.

Why didn't you go see your dad first?

Do I even need to say Auntie Chatterbox?

I wanted to discuss with you first.

Alright, I'll see what I can do.

What you can do?

Easy, what you can do is come back.

Sir.

Here's your stuff.

I snuck him out.

Whatever you do, don't go next week.

They're just messing around.

Thanks.

Young lady,

if they give you sh*t, tell me.

I need to apologize to you.

Make things complicate.

Take care of youself.

Please treat your dad well

Your dad is pretty amazing.

All that matters is he's back.

What're you doing, Zhang Xyejun?

Let me go.

What are you pissed at me for?

If you're so capable, go find them.

Let me go.

Let me go or I'll sue you.

Sue me?

I'm your father dad.

You're not my father.

I never grew up with a dad like you.

- You think I won't beat your sorry ass?

- Hit me.

Hit me, come on.

What the hell?

What's your problem?

Sit down.

What else do you want?

Aren't you happy your son's back?

Shut up.

He's my kid, I'll handle it.

You're delusional.

What is this?

Isn't that my money?

Why'd she bring it back?

It's called stealing.

She stole it back.

I won't tell you what to do

not that I even could.

But look at you two,

I'm actually scared to leave.

If I leave, you two would kill each other.

How's this?

Let the kid stay with me for a day.

I'll talk to him.

Bobby.

Change into this.

From now on, don't talk to your dad like that.

He's your dad.

Aunti Chatterbox.

Tell me the truth,

Is he really my dad?

He never cared, ever since my mom passed.

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