Qiao Liansheng's bespectacled and refined appearance could not suppress the mischievous and ignorant Zhang Xianyong, and this bit of skill was also unable to suppress the glib and wretched Ma Houwen. The rent was still paid, and the water and electricity were still provided. There was no room for negotiation.
Ma Houwen had been quite busy recently, and he would only return to the house when Qiao Liansheng was sound asleep. Qiao Liansheng held back from asking about Ma Houwen's strange behavior. The only thing he knew was that Ma Houwen had been collecting monthly payments more and more frequently recently, and it was getting worse.
When Qiao Liansheng was squatting at the flower shop entrance with a cigarette in his mouth, he had studied whether Ma Houwen had his own motives for spending so much effort to collect the monthly payment without being afraid of being exposed. The conclusion was yes, but as for why, Qiao Liansheng couldn't guess. There was one thing Qiao Liansheng was sure of. Based on Ma Houwen's frequent collection of monthly tributes, it would not be long before it would attract the attention of the Northeast Gang that governed the street south of Liuliqiao.
Since they would be noticed, Qiao Liansheng couldn't understand. Since the people of the Northeast would notice the Horse Monkey Script, it was definitely not a path of survival, if not death.
Speaking of which, she had spent more than half a year with Ma Houwen. Although Ma Houwen had a wretched expression and a glib tongue, that monkey brain never lacked ideas, let alone the word 'clever', so Qiao Lian was very puzzled.
Although he was puzzled, Qiao Liansheng was still doing his own things with peace of mind. Buying goods, selling flowers, cleaning the shop, these had become his entire day. Sometimes, with a magazine in hand, Qiao Liansheng would involuntarily walk to the door and look at the long street, wondering if this place was like what the half-blind woman had said, a sky the size of a palm.
Qiao Liansheng felt that the sky was not small, but it was definitely not big. It could be considered a small corner. Qiao Liansheng wasn't a well-behaved person, but she still couldn't bear to leave this small corner. Thinking about it carefully, she couldn't help but laugh at herself. In the end, it wasn't that she couldn't bear to leave this street full of good people, but rather, she couldn't bear to leave this flower shop that the owner of that set of numbers had given her.
Qiao Liansheng had always thought that the woman whose smile could warm his heart would come back as long as he dared to make that call. However, for more than half a year, other than occasionally taking out a piece of paper with a string of numbers written on it and looking at it under the faint light before going to bed, he never dared to go to the telephone booth, let alone the iron phone call with the auntie eavesdropping.
In the dead of night, Qiao Liansheng glanced at the empty street outside, closed the magazine, stretched, and diligently cleaned the shop. It was already 11:30 pm. The street was dark except for his flower shop.
Less than two minutes later, the sound of shuffling footsteps could be heard outside. Qiao Liansheng had just raised his head when four tall and sturdy men walked into the shop, blocking the already narrow flower shop.
Qiao Liansheng subconsciously gripped the broom in his hand tightly. He glanced at the four burly men with a smile and said,""Brothers, what happened?”
Qiao Lian knew the man in the lead, who had a scar on his forehead and a fierce-looking face. Everyone on the street called him Brother Guang. On the fifth day of every month, when the monthly payment was being collected, this man would follow behind a cultured man to support the scene. He never spoke, and the only thing he liked to talk about was his fists. There were also a few men who had just entered the street to set up their stalls, but they did not have eyes. When they heard that they were collecting monthly payment, they pulled their necks and cursed hooligans. They shouted that they wanted to call the police, but they were beaten to the ground by Brother Guang and did not dare to make a sound anymore.
Qiao Liansheng didn't cower even though he looked weak. When he was in primary school, he had been beaten up by a tall and strong senior boy and had come home with a swollen face. Qiao Xianjing had pulled him aside and taught him earnestly that fighting was not about body size or strength, but about the courage and ruthlessness of a brain. Qiao Liansheng remembered it by heart and the next day, he beat the senior boy until he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy with snot and tears.
"This shop is going to be taken back. Pack your things and leave!”Brother Guang's voice was rough and stiff, leaving no room for negotiation.
Qiao Lian Sheng was stunned, then smiled obsequiously and said,""Guang Bro, let's not joke around like this. Let's find a place to drink a few bottles of Black Earth and take a bath after eating.”
"Pack your things and leave!" Brother Light was unmoved. His nearly 1.9-meter-tall body was like a door, unshakable.
Qiao Liansheng put away his fawning smile. He would lose his self-esteem if he were to be humble. Looking at Brother Guang's fierce-looking face, he said indifferently,""You have to give me a reason!"
She had to die with an explanation. Moreover, Qiao Liansheng had no intention of lowering her head in front of the evil forces. Moreover, this shop had a special meaning to him. If he handed it over easily, it would not be special, but cheap.
"Cut the crap! Leave immediately!" Brother Light shouted impatiently, but then he seemed to have remembered something important. He stared at Qiao Lian Sheng's left hand and pointed at the green ring on his left thumb."Also, leave this thumb ring behind!”
Qiao Liansheng looked at the green ring on his thumb and seemed to understand something. This flower shop now had a monthly income of more than ten thousand yuan in addition to paying taxes. It was common for the people of the Northeast to be jealous. As for the green ring, Ma Houwen had said that it was worn by the old man surnamed Xia in Xinfa Land. He could understand why the people of the Northeast gang coveted it.
However, the half-blind woman once said that it was more important to write one's own things than others to snatch them. Qiao Liansheng had always been thorough.
Qiao Liansheng adjusted his glasses and threw the broom to the side. He touched the green ring on his left thumb and walked slowly to Brother Light with his head lowered. Brother Light stretched out his palm, ready to receive it.
"Bang!"
Before the three people behind Brother Guang could react, Qiao Liansheng clenched his right hand into a fist. Half of his middle finger's knuckles protruded out, and with lightning speed, he struck at the intersection of Brother Guang's chin and neck.
He missed and hit Brother Light's thick arm, but it still made a loud collision sound. Brother Light's reaction speed shocked Qiao Liansheng. He reacted quickly, and before Brother Light's fist could reach him, he ducked to the side of another person and threw another punch, causing the other person to scream.
This action completely infuriated Brother Guang and the other four men from the Northeast Gang. They clamored and surrounded Qiao Liansheng, gritting their teeth as they threw punches and kicks at him.
Qiao Liansheng didn't use much strength, but he was nimble. Every time he found an opening, he would return a punch or two, hitting a spot that would make the other party scream. Qiao Liansheng was very consistent with the principle of hitting a snake at its seventh inch.
Even though she relied on her nimble body to avoid a direct confrontation with Brother Guang, it was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands. After a few rounds, Qiao Liansheng's bones were numb and his glasses had been knocked off. His refined face was swollen and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.
Qiao Liansheng gradually felt that he couldn't take it anymore. As he flickered, he began to smash the things in the shop. The vases were smashed one by one on the ground. The noise in the shop grew louder and louder. As expected, the lights in the surrounding rooms lit up. In just a moment, there were more than twenty people surrounding the flower shop.
Qiao Liansheng was disappointed. No one came up to help. Even the few old bachelors who usually came over to smoke were shaking their heads and saying discouraged words. As she helplessly dodged the fist, Qiao Liansheng would occasionally glance into the crowd, hoping to see that wretched monkey face.
"You're courting death!" Brother Guang seized the opportunity and punched Qiao Liansheng in the chest. The huge force sent Qiao Liansheng flying out of the flower shop and falling heavily to the ground.
However, this guy got up as if nothing had happened. His eyes turned red as he picked up the vase fragments on the ground and pointed the sharp part at Brother Light. He glared at Brother Light with bloodshot eyes and said fiercely,"Come on! If I don't drag you down with me before you kill me, I'll be a grandson!”
Guang Bro stopped in his tracks, and the other three men quietly moved back to surround him. Qiao Liansheng retreated step by step, not giving the other three a chance.
Qiao Liansheng took two steps back and suddenly saw Ma Houwen standing beside him from the corner of his eye. He was delighted and shouted,""Monkey, help me call the police!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Liansheng saw a fist slowly grow bigger in front of his eyes. Finally, it landed on his face. It was like a club had slammed heavily on his heart. It was very painful, a tearing pain.
When Qiao Liansheng came back to his senses, he was pinned down to the ground by the three people led by Brother Guang. Brother Guang came over and grabbed his left hand, pulling out the green ring that the half-blind woman had given him, along with a piece of skin on Qiao Liansheng's thumb.
Qiao Liansheng raised her head and looked at Ma Houwen, who was standing beside her as if nothing had happened. There was no hatred in her eyes and she was strangely calm. Ma Houwen wasn't alone. His left hand was holding a woman, a woman dressed in a noble and seductive manner. Qiao Lian didn't recognize this woman.
"Er Mao Zi, I'm sorry." Ma Houwen squatted down and said indifferently.
Qiao Liansheng smiled and turned to look at the enchanting woman." For her?”
Ma Houwen's expression was complicated. He nodded and shook his head. In the end, he said," I don't know.”
Brother Guang closed the door of the flower shop and took the green ring and the key to the flower shop and led the three of them away. Ma Houwen left with the enchanting woman in his arms. Only a group of cowardly citizens who had woken up in the middle of the night to watch were left, sighing and discussing. There was also Qiao Liansheng, who had been lying on the ground the entire time.
Ma Houwen had just left when the police car arrived. The arrival of the police car made the group of good citizens consciously retreat to the side, far away from Qiao Liansheng.
Two police officers wearing helmets asked about the situation, then pulled Qiao Liansheng up from the left and right. They brought her into the police car and drove away with the siren blaring.
It was only until the sirens went away that the group of good citizens slowly dispersed. They came and went like the wind. They should be able to carry these words.
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