Chapter 3 third quarter

"Um... what happened to Yu Runsheng recently?" Sitting in the wing room on the top floor of "Jianghu Building", Huaquewu put a piece of sweet cake into his mouth and asked while chewing. Although Huaquewu's voice was slurred due to chewing, Wen Sixi could still hear that Huaquewu was anxious when he mentioned Yu Runsheng's name. "Hiding in the broken rock all day long... I heard that he has assembled a group of 'Xing Leng'er', at least there are already..." Wen Sixi thought carefully, scratching his half-white hair. "... forty people."

Huaquewu spat out the residue of the sweet cake on the table. "Is there such a sum? Boy, in just a few months...does he have the money to support so many people?" "Most of those cold children can't find a job in the city, and they don't even have a replacement pair of pants. All they want is to be able to eat a full meal every day, and..." Wen Sixi hesitated for a while when he said this. "...a person worthy of their trust. A person who is worthy of their death and imprisonment at any time. It seems that the surname Yu deserves it. What's more, he comes from the same background as them."

"So... his fame is starting to grow?" "No. He has done a good job of keeping it secret. Not many people in Poshi know his name yet. So the people in the 'slaughterhouse' don't know either. It seems that he is not in a hurry to make a name for himself on the road. I I think it is to keep the 'slaughterhouse' off guard. It seems that he really wants to do something big..." "It seems that you admire him too..." Hua Que Wu sipped his tea, staring at Wen Sixi's face. Wen Sixi's face didn't move. "Shopkeeper, I think you should talk to that surname Yu."

Huaquewu tried his best to suppress his dissatisfaction and sullenness, but did not explode on his face.He knew that Wen Sixi would never say anything without thinking. "Why? What's in it for me?" "The one surnamed Yu is indeed a dangerous character. But he and his righteous brothers are really capable. The one surnamed Yu is not talking big. If we can cooperate, it is not impossible to destroy the 'slaughterhouse'. This is It's for the benefit of the gang." "Go on." "They are all desperadoes. It is up to them to open up the road to transport salt. Although the salt goods have been shipped out, but each time the quantity is not large, it is difficult for us to mix our own goods with Xingzi's 'public Otherwise, it would be easy for Pang Jijiu to find out."

At first, Huaquewu accompanied Pang Wenying to Piaocheng, thinking that he had obtained a big job.In charge of the salt sales operation has always been the position that Huaquewu longed to take, because in addition to being able to draw a lot of money from the official salt goods of "Feng Yilong", he can also run the salt goods privately and mix into the "public goods" Transportation, the income in this aspect will be calculated in one hundred thousand taels of silver, but unfortunately, the salt transportation in Piaocheng has been blocked by the "slaughter house", so Huaquewu has no way to carry out this plan.

Wen Sixi continued: "If we can cooperate with the surname Yu and open up the private goods business, our income will increase several times compared to the current one. This is good for us. Of course, we must let him taste the sweetness." "Isn't that letting the kid surnamed Yu grow up?" Wen Sixi knew early on that this was Huaquewu's biggest worry. "Our strength will also increase at the same time. We have enough informants to closely monitor their situation. We can also buy some Xing Leng'er to sneak in. They can't escape our grasp. Let alone the 'slaughterhouse' When the fight starts, Pang Jijiu must send them to fight the vanguard. We will stand behind and watch the situation. It is best if they are completely wiped out and the "slaughterhouse" is also decimated, so we will pick up the cheap ones; that is If the "slaughterhouse" was knocked down in one breath, their loss of strength must be much greater than ours. Without the "slaughterhouse", there would be no need for Yu Runsheng. At that time, we would rank his head at Zhu Ya's next to the head."

Hua Que Wu stood up and paced back and forth in the wing with his hands behind his back.He thought about all the pros and cons of Wen Sixi's proposal. "If I find him...how will he react?" "He will definitely agree." Wen Sixi said with certainty. "He doesn't have enough power to guard against the 'slaughterhouse' and us at the same time. I'm afraid the money that Pang Jijiu gave him is about the same now, and he is also struggling with financial resources. If I guessed correctly, Yu's surname is also now Think about how to find a chance to talk to you."

Wen Sixi poured out the cold tea in Huaque's five cups and added hot tea. "The shopkeeper. No matter how much you hate this Yu, you should meet him. This is for the gang." Huaque understood this truth when she was five or four years old.In order to survive the enemy's sharp knife, he once drank urine.Warm piss spurting straight from the enemy's cock.At the age of four, he endured the pain of the knife wound on his face, knelt on the ground, raised his head and opened his mouth.Just to live a little longer.Just because he lasted for a while, his adoptive father Pang Wenying rushed over.The enemy was cut into seven sections under Pang Wenying's knife.Four-year-old Jiang Wu was still kneeling on the ground and crying, vomiting urine mixed with stomach acid, knowing that he survived.

To this day, Huaquewu still occasionally tastes the smell of urine in his sleep, and feels the tingling pain when the urine is sprinkled on the knife wound on his cheek.That was his deepest secret.Even Pang Wenying didn't know—Pang Wenying thought that the enemy just urinated on Jiang Wu's head, not knowing that Jiang Wu once crawled on the ground with his mouth open like a thirsty dog. But he was not ashamed: anything a man does to survive is justified. At just four years old, he swore at that moment: Never let this happen again.
"Since eating bones and dying, we seem to be in bad luck..."

The huge room is empty and dark.The old voice sounded in the room, but it didn't reverberate back and forth, but was absorbed by the soft walls in all directions.The lights are dark red.A strange, pungent potion smell filled the room.The color of the walls is very strange.The smoke forms a phantom totem in mid-air. The smoke came from the tobacco rod in the hand of this skinny old man.He took a long puff of smoke, and the white mist rose above his head, as if blending with the thin strands of white hair. The old man's surname is Yu. Everyone in Piaocheng only knew him as Old Yu Bo.

"Bound Rope" Black Dog Ba Ye and "Suffocated Throat" Yin Qi stood in the middle of the rich room.They never dared to stand close to the walls of this huge room, for fear of touching the soft "things" on the walls. But old Yu Bo walked to a wall, stretched out his rotten fingers like bird claws, gently stroked the "things" on the wall, felt its elasticity, and recalled the pleasure when he peeled them off the original owner with his own hands. The ghost of the enemy has been accompanying the "skinned" Old Uncle Yu in this rich room for more than ten years. "In the past few months, how many disciples have we lost?" Old Yu Bo exhaled the remaining smoke from his lungs while speaking. The black dog replied fearfully: "Counting from the mangy big man, there are... fifty-seven disciples in ambushes in the city, and sixteen of them are leaders. I heard from the third brother that among the enemies who ambushed us in the city, At least one is a master with a knife... I think he is the one who kills Dagui. There are many unlucky rumors spread by the disciples in the city, and they say that it was not done by humans..." "What about outside the city?" Yin Qi's voice sounded like a groan: "Chengbei Road...more than a dozen...outposts...have all been relieved...destroyed...we have lost...more than...one hundred people—" Old Yu Bo broke the tobacco rod in his hand.His face was calm as usual.However, Yin Qi noticed that the corner of brother Yi's mouth was trembling slightly. "The other party has killed more than a hundred of our brothers, and they can come and go freely under our noses, but we can't even see the shadow of the enemy?" "There is also... a little clue..." the black dog replied hastily. "Now it seems that there are at least three powerful characters: one is the swordsman just mentioned, who is specially designed to ambush us in the city; A man with a sleeve arrow killed one of my subordinates in the kiln in Jiwei not long ago. It seems that he is also a member of that group. One of these three people may be the leader, or someone else is in command. In the past, 'Feng Elan 'has no such character." Yin Qi interrupted suddenly: "Boss... Could it be... Zhang Shuai... came to Piaocheng... in person?..." The black dog was moved. Liujijiu Zhangshuai, the core figure of the capital head office of "Feng Yilong", nicknamed "Curse Army Master" in the underworld, is said to be a fierce character that even his second child, Pang Wenying, is afraid of three points... "No." Old Yu Bo said with certainty: "Such a major transfer cannot escape our eyes. There is only one way for Pang Wenying to recruit so many experts at once. It is Xing Leng'er." Heigou remembered that both Dagui and Chiguu had appeared in the Beilin Street Store during their lifetime, and it is known that they had a quarrel with a group of Xing Leng'er.He has been ignoring this clue, because people in the "slaughterhouse" have a major blind spot: they don't think of Xing Leng'er as a human being at all. "Send someone to investigate in the broken stone. Xing Leng'er is gathered there. See if you can spend some money to get some word out." Old Yu Bo closed his eyes. "As soon as you find suspicious people, kill them." The eyes of Heigou and Yin Qi still hesitated.Old Yu Bo knew the reason for their anxiety without asking. "Go to the fourth brother and the three brothers and come back." Yin Qi and Hei Gou laughed.