Chapter 25 Section VIII
It was going to be dark, and everyone in Piaocheng knew that this night would be very long.
On Anton Avenue, only inns and hotels are still open with lights, but they have closed the front doors facing the street, and only allow guests to enter and exit through the back door.The rest of the shops, restaurants, brothels, etc. were all closed, except for "Jianghu Building" - everyone knew that "Jianghu Building" was the property of "Feng Yilong", and no one dared to touch it.
The top floor of the three-story "Jianghu Building" is only used by cadres of "Feng Yilong" or dignitaries related to the gang.Even the middle floor was closed tonight, for no particular reason, just because there was no business.
There is only one table of guests in the entire "Jianghu Tower".
Xiao Huang sat in front of a small table near the gate on the first floor. There were five or six exquisite snacks on the table, and of course wine.He didn't eat, he just drank.
Just like "Jianghulou", he also knows that no one dares to touch him.
Those horned people allied with Jinya Puchuan patrolled the street back and forth, and guards stood at the corners, but they seemed to turn a blind eye to the weapons in the hands of the hooligans.This is Governor Cha's order: don't interfere, just monitor.
Xiao Huang doesn't really care about Runsheng's life or death. Even if it's a deal that involves beheading, as long as the huge profits are in sight, he will always find another person who is willing to take risks.
But Xiao Huang still hoped that Yu Runsheng would not die.Finding another trustworthy person is troublesome, but the real reason is that Xiao Huang likes this Yu a little bit.He could see that Yu Runsheng would not just be satisfied with being the underground tyrant of a city.This kind of person is like a good boxer worth betting on in the "Doujiao" boxing match.And the earlier you bet, the more you win.
In the lower level of the "big tree hall" there is his eyeliner.This is not a big deal, maybe Yu Runsheng knew about it a long time ago.If you have invested a lot of money in a business, of course you want to know as much as possible about that business.
So Xiao Huang already knew the news that Lian Shou was temporarily acting as the head of the "Big Tree Hall".It's not bad either.For the sickle head, Xiao Huang always feels that he can't figure it out.This guy is obviously the most indulgent person Xiao Huang has ever seen in his life, but he doesn't seem to have any real desires...
The atmosphere on Anton Avenue suddenly changed.All the hooligans became awe-inspiring.
Xiao Huang saw it: at the junction of Andong Avenue and Zhengzhong Road, a group of people filed out.They carried no visible weapons, only lanterns.There is no murderous look in the steps, but there seems to be a kind of anxiety.
The people under Jinya Puchuan's banner automatically stepped aside, but their eyes were full of vigilance.
The group didn't even look at them, and spread out in all directions as soon as they reached the middle of Anton Street.
Xiao Huang held the wine glass with a puzzled expression.
——It's "Toyoshi Takashi".Finally dispatched.They seem to have no intention of interfering in the struggle.Instead, it seems to be eager to find something.What are you looking for?
It has been more than ten years since Wu Biao joined the "Slaughterhouse", and he is still proud of being a student of the "Slaughterhouse".He killed people for the "slaughterhouse", and lost two fingers for the "slaughterhouse". Lu Meichao is not a good boss - how can he compare to the "Eight Great Butchers" back then?But he has no choice.He is used to drinking spicy wine and playing with spicy women.What other things do you teach him to do besides continue to play on the road?Do you get up early every morning like Mo Sanzi from the same school, and carry a burden on your shoulders to sell pancakes from door to door?No. So Wu Biao dared to say that he was not afraid of death; so when he heard the news that the "Champion of Boxing" was coming here, he was not as nervous as his companions.He really wanted to see how terrifying "King of Boxing" was. He had never seen the "Champion of Boxers" do it.But he had personally witnessed fourth master Tie Zhuan kill someone once by "digging out his heart".He couldn't imagine anyone more terrifying than Fourth Master Iron Claw.If Fourth Master competed with the "Champion of Boxing" in the "fighting angle", he would definitely bet on Fourth Master without hesitation. After the "slaughterhouse" fell, there were various legends in the alleys: some people said that the fourth master Tiezhuo was not dead, and had appeared in Jiwei.Some people said that they saw his long-haired, white-clothed ghost crying on the rubble of the "slaughter house"... cry.Wu Biao looked at the big house again.The crying of the woman in the room stopped.Before that, he, his twenty-odd companions, and dozens of other corner people listened silently to the painful cries. Wu Biao smiled wryly.He imagined that his mother screamed so badly when she gave birth to him, right?If she knew at that time that the child she had suffered so much would grow up to be such a bad guy, what would she think? That was Yu Runsheng's wife.If Lu Meichao ordered to attack, Wu Biao didn't know what to do.Taking the enemy's family as hostages?It doesn't work at all.It's not a moral issue, but no underworld boss will sacrifice his subordinates for his family.Such a soft-hearted person will never be the boss.The other party refuses to give in, what are you going to do with those family members?Really kill them?Kill one of them to show determination?Same doesn't work.Once the blood feud of relatives is formed, it is even more impossible for the other party to submit. The most ridiculous thing is that such a stupid method is still being used.When faced with doom, some guys who don't want to face reality will do anything that doesn't make sense. So when the "Champion of Boxing" came, Wu Biao breathed a sigh of relief.At least he knew he didn't have to be a murderer of women and children. Although Wu Biao was mentally prepared, the scene of the "boxing champion" still surprised him. There are only ten people in the "Big Tree Hall" who really protect the acting hall master.Scythe was riding an unusually strong brown horse, with a black cloth belt tied around his head, and a bright red cloak fluttering behind him.The subordinates around him held torches one by one, illuminating his face a little strangely.One man and one horse are like a walking mountain. Countless people followed.Fill up Shannan Street.They are all young men, the oldest are no more than fourteen or five years old, and there are also boys who have not yet begun to develop.They were all dressed in different clothes, and some were even bare-chested in the cold night. The same is that each head is tied with a black cloth belt, and the fists are wrapped with sackcloth strips. "Fuck..." Wu Biao was dumbfounded. "At least there are three or four hundred people..." Wu Biao has an older brother who is honest.His eldest son is thirteen years old this year.I don't know if he is in there too? The horseshoe stopped. The "King of Boxing" raised his arms high. The ten torches were also held high. Then came the chorus of hundreds of bloody voices. Wu Biao was thinking about how to retreat as quickly as possible.
It has been more than ten years since Wu Biao joined the "Slaughterhouse", and he is still proud of being a student of the "Slaughterhouse".He killed people for the "slaughterhouse", and lost two fingers for the "slaughterhouse". Lu Meichao is not a good boss - how can he compare to the "Eight Great Butchers" back then?But he has no choice.He is used to drinking spicy wine and playing with spicy women.What other things do you teach him to do besides continue to play on the road?Do you get up early every morning like Mo Sanzi from the same school, and carry a burden on your shoulders to sell pancakes from door to door?No. So Wu Biao dared to say that he was not afraid of death; so when he heard the news that the "Champion of Boxing" was coming here, he was not as nervous as his companions.He really wanted to see how terrifying "King of Boxing" was. He had never seen the "Champion of Boxers" do it.But he had personally witnessed fourth master Tie Zhuan kill someone once by "digging out his heart".He couldn't imagine anyone more terrifying than Fourth Master Iron Claw.If Fourth Master competed with the "Champion of Boxing" in the "fighting angle", he would definitely bet on Fourth Master without hesitation. After the "slaughterhouse" fell, there were various legends in the alleys: some people said that the fourth master Tiezhuo was not dead, and had appeared in Jiwei.Some people said that they saw his long-haired, white-clothed ghost crying on the rubble of the "slaughter house"... cry.Wu Biao looked at the big house again.The crying of the woman in the room stopped.Before that, he, his twenty-odd companions, and dozens of other corner people listened silently to the painful cries. Wu Biao smiled wryly.He imagined that his mother screamed so badly when she gave birth to him, right?If she knew at that time that the child she had suffered so much would grow up to be such a bad guy, what would she think? That was Yu Runsheng's wife.If Lu Meichao ordered to attack, Wu Biao didn't know what to do.Taking the enemy's family as hostages?It doesn't work at all.It's not a moral issue, but no underworld boss will sacrifice his subordinates for his family.Such a soft-hearted person will never be the boss.The other party refuses to give in, what are you going to do with those family members?Really kill them?Kill one of them to show determination?Same doesn't work.Once the blood feud of relatives is formed, it is even more impossible for the other party to submit. The most ridiculous thing is that such a stupid method is still being used.When faced with doom, some guys who don't want to face reality will do anything that doesn't make sense. So when the "Champion of Boxing" came, Wu Biao breathed a sigh of relief.At least he knew he didn't have to be a murderer of women and children. Although Wu Biao was mentally prepared, the scene of the "boxing champion" still surprised him. There are only ten people in the "Big Tree Hall" who really protect the acting hall master.Scythe was riding an unusually strong brown horse, with a black cloth belt tied around his head, and a bright red cloak fluttering behind him.The subordinates around him held torches one by one, illuminating his face a little strangely.One man and one horse are like a walking mountain. Countless people followed.Fill up Shannan Street.They are all young men, the oldest are no more than fourteen or five years old, and there are also boys who have not yet begun to develop.They were all dressed in different clothes, and some were even bare-chested in the cold night. The same is that each head is tied with a black cloth belt, and the fists are wrapped with sackcloth strips. "Fuck..." Wu Biao was dumbfounded. "At least there are three or four hundred people..." Wu Biao has an older brother who is honest.His eldest son is thirteen years old this year.I don't know if he is in there too? The horseshoe stopped. The "King of Boxing" raised his arms high. The ten torches were also held high. Then came the chorus of hundreds of bloody voices. Wu Biao was thinking about how to retreat as quickly as possible.