That morning, he had nothing to do with Old Seven, so he carried a birdcage and went to the market. As soon as she reached the door, she heard a commotion coming from inside. There were a few circles of people surrounding her. Old Seven and I quickly got into the crowd to see what was going on.
He saw three people lying on the ground. It was the little boss of a meat stall and his two waiters. The little boss was beaten black and blue, and the two waiters were hugging their stomachs and moaning. It seemed that they were not lightly injured. There were more than ten hooligans standing beside them, and there was also a middle-aged man with a face full of roots. From the looks of it, the three people lying on the ground must have been beaten up by this group of people.
"How is it? Are you convinced now?" The bearded man bent over and asked the little boss who was lying on the ground with a smirk.
"..." The little boss was in pain, unable to say a word.
"Everyone, see if there are any other problems. Whether you pay the cleaning fee or not, it's up to you.”The man with roots said as he took out a cigarette. A lackey beside him immediately took out a match and lit it for the man.
These guys were here to collect cleaning fees. The butchers had already paid me this month's cleaning fees at the end of last month. How could they be willing to pay me again? So this little boss brought two waiters to argue with me, but they were beaten up by these people.
F * ck, collecting cleaning fees in my territory, are there any rules? Was there still law? Where would I put my face as the boss of the meat market? Wouldn't the small bosses in the market sue me for negligence? I'll get a share of the cleaning fee next month?……
I was furious and didn't think much about it. I rushed forward with lightning speed and gave the bearded man a big slap. Five fingerprints were imprinted on his face, and even the hair on his fingers could be seen.
"MDB, how dare you behave atrociously in my territory?”
The bearded man retreated a few steps after being hit by me. He covered his swollen face and asked sternly,"F * ck you, who are you? Whose people? You dare to hit me?" He didn't attack immediately after he finished speaking. He was really waiting for me to answer," Who am I?" and " Whose person?"
How would I know how to answer who I am? I was stunned for a moment. Old Seven, who was beside me, took a step forward and shouted,"Damn you, you don't even know Brother Tiger. He's the boss of this territory, the person in charge here!”
"Brother Hu? What is it?" Roots turned his head and asked the group of lackeys behind him. In the end, they all shook their heads and stared at each other. Only one of them with stubble suddenly shouted,"F * ck, I know this kid. Last time, he was the one who smashed Big Brother's car with a crazy guy. That's right, it's him. I know him!”
I also recognized him. This guy with the stubble was one of the few people with strange hairstyles who sat in the Jetta that night. There were so many of them that they didn't recognize him at the moment.
"What Brother Wolf or Brother Tiger, you stinky b * stard, you dare to hit me? Brothers, attack!”The bearded man waved his hand and led more than a dozen lackeys over to fight. A few of them even held wooden sticks in their hands.
Old Seven and I knocked a few of them over with our bare hands, but there were too many of them. No matter how good my skills were, it was useless. After a while, my hands and feet were burning from the blows. I also got punched in the face and had a nosebleed. It seemed that I couldn't hold on any longer. I was about to call Old Seven to retreat, but unexpectedly, Old Seven had already run away."Brother Tiger, we can't take it anymore. Run!"
I punched a few times and followed Old Seven to escape. The group of hooligans followed behind with wooden sticks. If they ran a little slower, they might be knocked down.
Fortunately, we were familiar with the streets and alleys of the Land of the West and didn't end up in a dead end. However, being chased and beaten up like rats on the streets was really embarrassing for a so-called big brother like me. However, in order to survive, they didn't care about their reputation. The hateful thing was that the man with the roots didn't seem to have any intention of letting us go. He stubbornly followed behind us, commanding his lackeys to chase after us relentlessly.
In front of them was another group of hooligans. Now that they were blocked in front and behind, they suffered a huge loss. Before they could worry, they heard Seven Fields running in front shouting," Long Hair Bro, help! We're being chased…"
I quickly looked up and saw that the group in front was indeed Long Hair Bro. He was patrolling the streets with his lackeys and coincidentally met him. The Land of the West was now his territory, so of course he had to maintain law and order here.
When Long Hair saw that it was us, he immediately called his men to help us intercept the group of people behind us. At that time, Long Hair didn't have many lackeys with him, only five or six. It was really not easy to deal with a dozen or so people who came menacingly. However, with help, Old Seven and I could take a breather. We turned around and blocked Xu Gen's group with Long Hair's lackeys.
Even though Long Hair and his lackeys were elites, their numbers and weapons were too weak. In just a short while, two of them had fallen. It seemed that they wouldn't be able to hold on for long. I wanted to ask Long Hair what to do. However, Long Hair was nowhere to be seen. It was unknown where he had run off to. At that moment, he really cursed Long Hair's ancestors for eighteen generations. He was really not a brother. His lackeys were fighting to the death, but this guy was wiping oil under his feet.
However, after a short while, I realized that I had wrongly blamed Long Hair. Just as we were about to give up and flee, a group of people rushed over from both sides of the street. There were about 20 to 30 of them, and each of them had weapons in their hands. Long Hair seemed to be commanding them. It turned out that he had gone to call for reinforcements.
This time, the Roots panicked. A few of them wanted to escape, but there were people with long hair in front and behind them. How could they escape? When the two soldiers met, a few of the Roots were immediately knocked over. They hugged their heads and hid in the corner of the street.
"Put down your weapons, whoever dares to resist will be beaten!”Under Long Hair's command, the underlings looked at each other and obediently put down the weapons in their hands. They curled up into a ball and were surrounded by us.
"There are more people than prawns (bullying). What kind of hero is that? If you have the ability, fight me (one-on-one)!”Roots jumped out of the crowd and said fiercely. This guy seemed to have forgotten about the dozen people beating up the three meat stalls and how the dozen people treated me and Old Seven. He actually said such words and was so confident. If it wasn't for Long Hair's 50 men, I think Roots would still be unwilling to stop.
Seeing his shameless appearance made me angry. I shouted and took a step forward,"I'll just pull. Why would I be afraid of you?”
At this moment, the crowd immediately dispersed into an empty space, leaving me and Root in the middle. It was the best to watch a one-on-one fight. Both sides moved to the side to watch the show.
When the roots saw me with a nosebleed on my face, they burned with hatred. Before I could stand firm, they slapped me, wanting to ambush me. I immediately leaned back with great difficulty and barely avoided his palm. Then, I bent my waist forward with all my might. Taking advantage of the moment when he lost his balance, I punched him in the face. With a pfft, his nose bridge was crooked. Just like me, his nose bled and his body fell backward.
I quickly caught up with him and gave him another punch in the stomach. With a slap, the roots hugged his stomach and fell back. My set of actions was done in one go, earning the applause of the long-haired lackeys.
The root seemed to be a ruthless character. Even though he was injured, he still refused to admit defeat. As soon as he fell to the ground, he swept a kick at me. I wasn't on guard for a moment and was actually swept by him until my limbs were in the air. My butt hit the ground heavily. This time, it was the root's lackey's turn to cheer repeatedly.
The roots were like a shot in the arm as they flipped over like a carp. Then, they kicked straight at my lower abdomen. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and rolled away on the spot, but I was quite embarrassed.
This time, I was also furious. I got up and threw a few straight punches at him. The root blocked left and right, but who knew that my feet were not idle. I took the opportunity to kick his crotch. This kick was ruthless and accurate. From the deformed face of the root, I could estimate the degree of pain he suffered. I saw his hands wrapped around his crotch. He jumped a few times on the spot and fell to the ground. After a long time, he finally knew how to moan. The wailing was extremely miserable.
The audience was in an uproar. Some were cheering for my combination fist, while some were worried about the root of my life.
"If any of you are still unhappy, you can come up and pull!”I proudly shouted at the underling.
This time, no one answered.
I really didn't have much experience dealing with these " captives ". Logically speaking, Old Seven and I had been beaten up by them several times just now and even chased us for nine streets. We had lost all face as the big boss of the territory. However, when it came to beating them up for revenge, I couldn't bring myself to do it. After all, these hooligans were only sixteen or seventeen years old. Some of them were even wearing school uniforms. It would be too ungentlemanly to vent my anger on them.
I looked at Long Hair to see if he had any instructions.
It seemed like an experienced person was an experienced person. Their methods of handling things were different. Long Hair walked towards Roots and stepped on Roots 'face. He said slowly,""So this is your big brother? Trash!" Long Hair spat at the roots and continued," You dare to cause trouble in Brother Tiger's territory? Do you want to die? Tell me, how do you want Brother Tiger to deal with this?”
Ah, Long Hair actually asked about the underling with roots. The group of people looked at the roots groaning under the long hair shoes. They were all afraid and did not have the killing intent that they had when chasing us. They all looked at each other and did not dare to make a sound.
"What's wrong? Are you mute? Weren't you shouting to kill just now?" Long Hair said as he stomped his roots hard. It was so painful that the roots screamed and begged for mercy.
"How about this, I'll give you a chance. From now on, you'll follow Brother Tiger for food. If Brother Tiger tells you to move forward, you won't move backward. If Brother Tiger tells you to move left, you won't move right.”Long Hair lit a cigarette and blew out smoke rings as he asked.
"Alright, alright."
"Brother Hu, from now on, I'll be with you…"
"Hello, Brother Hu…"
The underlings of the roots all agreed. Long Hair looked at me and said,"So, Xiaohu, do you agree with my suggestion to take in these lackeys?”
To be honest, I wasn't used to having my own lackeys at that time. Eight of my brothers were enough. At least three of them were younger than me. But today, Old Seven and I were chased and beaten up by Xu Gen and his gang for nine streets. We didn't have the prestige of a big brother anymore. Only now did I realize the importance of a little brother. Yes, even if he was a marshal, he had no soldiers under him and could only be a lone commander. A bunch of kids could beat him up like a street rat. It seemed that a big brother without a little brother was not a real big brother, and a little brother without a little brother who could work for you was not a real big brother in the martial world. Long Hair recruited so many underlings for me, I really can't wait.
"Of course, I happen to be short of manpower. "Alright, if you're willing to follow me, let's go for a drink now. If you're not willing, I won't force you. Treat it as making friends. Today, I'll be your big brother's treat!”
Thus, a large group of people crowded around and walked happily to the restaurant. I pulled Long Hair along, but he said that he had something important to do today and didn't follow. He left the roots lying on the ground and disappeared into the corner of the street surrounded by his lackeys.
That day at the restaurant, there were a total of 18 lackeys. All of them were determined to follow me and brag about how powerful my fists and legs were just now. They flattered me so much that I couldn't even mention the comfort.
The oldest of these hooligans was younger than me, less than eighteen years old, while the youngest was only fifteen years old and was still in junior high school. There were two small leaders among them. One of them was the young man, Fang Lianghong, nicknamed Black Bear. The hooligans he led were all hooligans who had dropped out of school and had nothing to do at home. They usually extorted money from the students in the game room and billiard room. Occasionally, they would fight with the hooligans from other gangs for territory. The other leader was called Lin Qinghui, nicknamed Salted Duck. Most of his subordinates were students in high school and middle school. They were all backward students who did not like to study. They usually bullied their classmates in school, extorted, fought, and robbed money outside school. They were all petty thieves. These two groups of people were not very good at fighting. They were always bullied by other small gangs. They happened to meet Xu Gen, who had just been released from the police station. He led them to win a few battles, so they followed Xu Gen as his lackeys. Today, they wanted to occupy the meat market as a base. They didn't expect to be defeated by Long Hair and me.
While eating and drinking, I felt that although this bunch of brats was a mess, their character was actually quite good. They were all straightforward and straightforward. Old Seven and I quite liked them. As long as we taught them a little, they could still do great things in the future.
In fact, this group of kids came from good families and did not have to worry about food and clothing. However, it was precisely because their families were richer that they gathered together to play around and gradually lost interest in learning. Therefore, for children, having money at home was sometimes not a good thing. If they did not control their pocket money well, their children would often form the habit of spending extravagantly. Moreover, when they had money, they would go around playing. Many young people would go astray like this. Of course, these kids are lucky to have followed me.
Because these kids are rich, they don't have to worry about food and drink. I don't have to pay them at all. I just treat them to food and drink occasionally, and they are very happy. Sometimes when they receive cleaning fees, they give dozens or hundreds of dollars to the bears and ducks, so that they can enjoy the glory.
As for me and Old Seven, we would follow a few lackeys out from time to time. We didn't have to personally collect cleaning fees from individual customers. We really felt like big brothers in the martial arts world.
However, Old Seven and I didn't stay idle either. From time to time, we had to help the lackeys deal with other hooligans and recruit a few more underlings. When we were free, we had to teach the lackeys their martial arts. The underlings were too cowardly. As the big brother, I also lost face. When I got home, I continued to practice my writing brush. I thought about how I could learn literature and martial arts at the same time. I was practically a master of both literature and martial arts. When I thought about it, I felt more and more that I was comparable to Hua An. When I was proud of myself, I even laughed in my dreams. This kind of life was also comfortable and carefree...
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