A group of people immediately stepped forward and surrounded Lu Tongfang.

Lu Tongfang's temper also got worse, and he immediately pulled out a stick and started a fight with Cao Wei's men.

Outnumbered, Lu Tongfang was quickly pushed to the ground and beaten.

Moreover, the more Lu Tongfang resisted, the more vicious Cao Wei's men became.

Within a few minutes, Lu Tongfang was beaten to a bloody head and lost his fighting ability.

"Stop, stop! Stop fighting. Boss Lu is a Hexi Shaba. Don't break Boss Lu's mind. Otherwise, how will he do the sand business in the future?"

Cao Wei pulled his men away and stepped on Lu Tongfang's face with one foot.

"Hexi Shaba? That's it? Boss Lu, send the sand to my battlefield tomorrow morning. Otherwise, I will come to you tomorrow."

"Brothers, withdraw!"

"That's it? And with Hexi Saba, hahaha, bah!"

"I thought this was some kind of tough guy. He's so vulnerable and dares to call himself Sha Pa. I'm laughing so hard!"

Cao Wei left the Tongfang battlefield with his men in a swaggering manner.

Lu Tongfang got up from the ground, took a look at the messy battlefield, and spat hard.

Early the next morning, Lu Tongfang came to the battlefield.

Cao Wei led a group of people to occupy the courtyard of the venue, and Cao Wei was still eating hot pot at the place where Lu Tongfang ate hot pot.

"Boss Lu, here you go, come and sit down." Cao Wei waved to Lu Tongfang, and Lu Tongfang walked over and sat down.

"Boss Lu is so happy. He has a hot pot table in this yard. His life is much more comfortable than that of Mr. Cao."

"Boss Lu, what are you looking at? Let's eat together." Cao Wei looked at Lu Tongfang and greeted him warmly.

Lu Tongfang stared at Cao Wei coldly and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Cao Wei put down his chopsticks, took a sip of beer, and then said: "Didn't I say it yesterday? Have you thought clearly about what I said yesterday? Give me 30% of the sand, and I will guarantee your business."

"Bah~"

Lu Tongfang spat hard and spat at Cao Wei.

The men behind Cao Wei immediately raised their sticks to take action.

Cao Wei raised his hand to stop his men, then took out a piece of paper and slowly wiped the saliva on his face.

"Boss Lu, do you think you don't agree to send me sand?" Cao Wei asked with a gloomy expression.

"Impossible." Lu Tongfang gritted his teeth.

Cao Wei sneered and nodded.

"Boss Lu, I've already given you face, but you don't want it yourself!"

Cao Wei suddenly turned over the hot pot and poured the soup towards Lu Tongfang.

Lu Tongfang immediately raised his hands to cover his face, and the hot hot pot soup splashed on Lu Tongfang's hands, making a "sizzling" sound.

Lu Tongfang began to roll on the ground, wailing in pain.

Fortunately, Lu Tongfang blocked his face, otherwise if he was burned by such hot hot pot soup, his eyes might be burned blind.

"If you're stubborn, I'll smash them all." Cao Wei said loudly.

At this time, a black Mercedes-Benz drove in, and Cao Wei immediately raised his hand.

"Pause."

The car that came here was known to Cao Wei. It was the car of Fatty Jiu, a big boss from Hedong.

Fatty Jiu got off the car, glanced at Lu Tongfang rolling on the ground, and frowned slightly.

"Hey, Mr. Jiu, what brought you here? Come and sit down." Cao Wei helped Fatty Jiu over with all his might, pulled him to the chair and sat down.

"Boss Cao, aren't you doing sand business in Hedong? Why did you bring so many people to Hexi?" Fatty Jiu asked.

"Hey, Mr. Jiu, you don't know something. Tongfang's hand reaches east of the river. He actually wants to monopolize the entire sand business in Ningcheng. Isn't this going to cut off the livelihood of his brothers?" Cao Wei said with a playful smile.

"Boss Cao, give me some face, forget it. Don't come to Hexi again. How about we all live our own lives?" Fatty Jiu asked.

Cao Wei sat down and asked, "Why does Mr. Jiu care about Boss Lu's affairs? Do you have anything to do with him?"

"Tongfang is my nephew, so can you give me this face?" Fatty Jiu said.

The smile on Cao Wei's face froze slightly.

Cao Wei also didn't expect that Lu Tongfang would be Fatty Jiu's nephew.

In terms of fame, Cao Wei is definitely not as famous as Hedong Winery.

But this does not mean that Cao Wei is afraid of Fatty Wine.

Fatty Wine has long since whitewashed itself, and now Fatty Wine is packaging itself into the image of an entrepreneur.

As for him, Cao Wei, in the sand business, he still followed the path of Jianghu.

Moreover, Cao Wei's power in Hedong is growing day by day. With such a strong limelight, if he wants to climb up the ladder, he is bound to run into people like Fatty Wine.

Cao Wei is not afraid of Fatty Wine now. The reason why he behaves respectfully is just pretending.

"It stands to reason that no one in our street would dare not deny the wine master's face."

"But, the wine master is not a member of the sand and stone business circle. The matter between Boss Lu and I is a matter within our circle."

"I wonder if Mr. Jiu should choose to watch on the sidelines?" Cao Wei said with a sneer at Fatty Jiu.

Fatty Jiu frowned slightly. It seemed that Cao Wei had grown stronger now and was no longer planning to give him the honor of being a wine master.

"Unexpectedly, at this age, I haven't made much money or face. Ning Cheng has been living in vain for decades." Fatty Jiu shook his head helplessly.

Then, Fatty Wine's eyes became extremely sharp, and he raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

"Pa~"

Cao Wei was beaten so hard that he fell to the ground. Cao Wei's men came immediately.

"Don't move!"

Cao Wei got up, sat across from Fatty Wine again, and touched his spicy face.

"Jiuye, we are all from Hedong. I know you are doing well, so I will call you Jiuye to give you face."

Cao Wei suddenly looked ferocious, slapped his palm on the table, and said angrily: "I won't give you face, fat man, what the hell are you? How dare you hit me?"

"You're a fat guy who's decades old, you're really impatient with life!" Cao Wei suddenly took out a pistol and stared at Fatty Jiu's forehead.

Fatty Jiu, who was used to seeing the world, did not show any trace of panic on his face.

"Damn you, fat man, don't use bean buns as solid food! The name Boss Cao is not for nothing! Isn't Ling Tianba doing well? I just threw him into the river to feed the fishes!"

"What do you think Fatty Liquor is? You are already old, and today's era no longer belongs to you. Get off the stage quickly! Now is the era of back waves!" Cao Wei said angrily.

Fatty Jiu nodded, and several of his gunmen had already figured out what was around his waist.

But Cao Wei held a gun to Fatty Jiu's head, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Fatty Jiu nodded, took out a cigar and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Very good, the post-wave era. Well said, the post-wave era, haha." Fatty Wine was about to light a cigar.
Chapter completed!