Dugu Wen pulled Liu Ziguang and ran all the way. After turning a few streets, they got into a house. Several arrogant half-year-old children inside saw Dugu Wen and they all hurriedly saluted and called themselves boss. Dugu Wen nodded carelessly and sat down in the middle hall.
On the Grand Master's chair, a half-year-old child was asked to go out to gather people. When the child went out and whistled, a dozen teenagers of the same age came running in a short time. All of them were either chewing betel nuts or holding cigars in their mouths.
Wearing slippers and a chain around his waist, he looked like a delinquent.
The bad boys all respected Dugu Wen when they saw her, bowed obediently, and then stood on both sides in a polite manner. Dugu Wen picked up a cigar, and someone immediately struck a match to help light it. She blew out a puff of smoke and pointed.
Liu Ziguang introduced to everyone: "This is my friend, Qian Hu, a naval engineer in the Ming Dynasty, who is Liu Shaobao's general. Don't you want to see Liu Shaobao? Ask him to introduce you later."
When the teenagers heard that Liu Ziguang was Liu Shaobao's general, they immediately became excited and rushed to give him cigarettes. They clamored and asked Liu Ziguang to take them to see Mr. Shaobao. Liu Ziguang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to agree indiscriminately. Dugu
Wen clapped his hands and said, "Okay, today I am here for a rare visit, Gang Leader, so I will take you out to have a good time. If you have anything to say, we will talk about it when we get to Wazi." After hearing this, the young people cheered immediately.
Wazi is a comprehensive entertainment venue with all kinds of food, drinks and entertainment. Duguwen took out two silver coins and sent a few young people to occupy seats first. She and Liu Ziguang walked slowly behind with a dozen of their subordinates.
The man dressed as a ruffian was walking on the road, and pedestrians avoided him. Duguwen was very proud and asked Liu Ziguang: "How about it, majesty?" Liu Ziguang replied incomprehensibly: "You are a dignified princess, do you still care about such majesty?
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Dugu Wen was stunned: "Why do you say I'm a princess?"
Liu Ziguang said: "Last time in the Taiwan Strait, the navy of the Song Dynasty dispatched several submarines to take you back. Isn't it possible for a princess to have such a big pomp?"
Dugu Wen smiled: "No, I'm not even the county boss. I just have a few close friends of my father in the navy. But you are a very smart person. I believe Liu Shaobao will definitely promote you. Just now I
But in front of them, I helped you with the money and said that you are a Qianhu, so don’t reveal your secret."
Liu Ziguang knew that Dugu Wen was lying, so he didn't tell her. Anyway, he didn't tell her her true identity, so they just lied to each other to see whose identity would be revealed first.
A group of people came to Wazi in Xinbian Jingdong District. The conditions here are not very good. The people who come to consume are all low-class people, peddlers, workers, fishermen and the like. Three long tables are set up with supports on them.
There were six charcoal stoves, with red-hot copper plates on them. There were many baskets on the table, with all kinds of food in the baskets, mostly seafood. The teenagers skillfully picked up squid, pomfret, and prawns and put them on the iron table.
It is grilled on the board, and after it is cooked, it is put on a plate and sent to Duguwen and Liu Ziguang. The tableware is a knife and chopsticks, and there are mustard, soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, spicy oil, sesame oil, curry and other condiments next to it. It is baked.
The food exudes aroma, which makes people's index fingers move.
Dugu Wen glanced at the table but frowned and asked, "Where's the wine?"
"Here it comes!" The two teenagers over there laboriously moved a large wooden barrel over, unscrewed the faucet mounted on the barrel, and a stream of golden wine sprayed into the large one-pound iron cup, with snow-white foam in the cup.
There was a pile on top, and it turned out to be beer!
Drinking beer and eating grilled fish in this noisy low-end place, with a lot of young people aged 16 or 17, gave Liu Ziguang a very familiar feeling, as if he had returned to the past. However, the only drawback was that the beer was too hot.
The cool feeling was completely gone. Coupled with the high temperature of the iron plate and the hot weather, it was not very comfortable. Duguwen took a sip of beer and spit it out, yelling: "You are a pig, I'll give you two
The money was paid in advance to order a cold beer, but you ended up giving me this to drink, what did you do wrong?"
The boy who was carrying the wine barrel turned red in the face after being scolded. He then cursed the owner of the grilled fish shop and asked where the cold beer had gone. His wife came out with a sad face and explained that the cold beer was in short supply and had been sold out. But at this moment,
A teenager noticed that the guests at the next table were drinking cold beer, so he asked sharply: "They came later than us, how come they still have cold beer to drink?"
Before the boss even got there, the customer next door had already stood up and said coldly: "Brother, Brother Bao from Dongguan would be fine with a glass of cold beer, wouldn't it?"
Although there were only four people sitting at the table next door, the aura of the old gangsters was very strong. Liu Ziguang felt it immediately. They seemed to have weapons on their waists. If they started to take action, the dozen or so teenagers on his side might not be able to do anything.
It was a loss, but from what they were saying, it seemed like they were from the Dongcheng area, so there was no guarantee they wouldn't blow the whistle and call in a large crowd of people. Liu Ziguang watched with cold eyes to see how Dugu Wen would handle such a thing.
Dugu Wen was so arrogant that she didn't even look at the guests at the table, and said directly: "Bring me the cold beer!" The timid young man who was originally stared at by the guests at the table took courage and went directly to bring the guests.
Bucket of cold beer, the so-called Dongguan Leopard Brother didn't expect that someone would dare to run wild on his ground. He was furious, slapped the table and stood up. The other three people also stood up, and his back was covered with tiger and leopard tattoos.
Such beasts.
"Where are you fooling around? How dare you act wild in Brother Bao's place? Put down the wine honestly, ask your boss to come over and apologize, and have a drink with our brother Bao, and he will not stop you!" A bald man glanced at the hot-bodied man.
Duguwen said loudly.
"I'm messing with the new Bian Jing! If you don't want to die, get out now, or I'll chop the four of you up and roast them." Dugu Wen puffed up her plump breasts and said proudly, apparently wanting to earn enough face in front of Liu Ziguang
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More than a dozen teenagers were all stunned. Some took off the chains around their waists, some grabbed the knives on the table, and some picked up the benches. The air in the restaurant was tense, and a fight was about to break out. There were already others.
The guests began to sneak away, and the boss was so frightened that he begged for this and that, but no one paid attention to him. Both sides stared at each other, trying to overwhelm their opponents with their momentum. Liu Ziguang, who was used to big storms, naturally did not take any action to deal with such childish things.
Game, just enjoy eating grilled fish.
In the end, Brother Bao, who was still outnumbered, retreated, turned around and left without saying a word, and his three subordinates followed suit. Before leaving, he said harshly: "Don't leave if you have the guts."
Of course Dugu Wen would not leave. After grabbing the cold beer, she beamed with joy and drank from a big cup. She finished the one-pound cup in two gulps. This low-alcohol draft beer tasted very refreshing. Liu Ziguang also drank a lot.
While drinking and talking nonsense, I was very happy.
It was a drunken drinking session. Although the alcohol content of the beer was low, after drinking ten kilograms of it, Dugu Wen couldn't help but stumble and became dizzy. The boys all had a full stomach, and they paid the bill with satisfaction and were about to leave.
I found that all the other customers in the wine shop had left, and there was already a street full of people standing outside the wine shop!
Of course the frustrated Brother Bao would not give up. He blew his whistle all night and called everyone he could. He wanted to show these little guys who don’t know the heights of the world a little bit of color. The streets were full of dragons and tigers with thorns and faces.
The ferocious gangsters all had weapons in their hands, and the wine shop was completely surrounded by them. Dugu Wen and others could not escape even if they had no wings.
Fear is the best hangover soup. Seeing hundreds of men seeking revenge, Dugu Wen's younger brothers were so frightened that their calves twisted. The beer they just drank turned into cold sweat, and some of them even peed on the spot.
Pants, Dugu Wen is okay, but she is also a little scared. After all, she has too few people, and she can't call for reinforcements now.
"What should we do? Boss." The younger brothers all turned their attention to Dugu Wen. Dugu Wen licked her lips and said, "I'll go talk to them about the numbers."
"Are you going? If you go, you will become a dish." Liu Ziguang, who continued to sit at the table and ate and drank, said this casually as if nothing happened.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Dugu Wen turned around and asked.
"The underworld has its own solution. It is nothing more than an apology, three swords and six holes, etc. In short, it is to make people calm down, but I don't think it is appropriate. The leader of the Dugu gang is like a flower, so it is inevitable that these gangsters will not have other ideas."
Liu Ziguang swallowed the last skewer of grilled squid, burped, stood up, patted his clothes and said.
Dugu Wen stamped her foot, "Let's fight it, kids, follow me!"
Just as she was about to rush out, Liu Ziguang held her down and said, "I'll do it. I'll go and reason with Brother Bao." After saying that, he lit a cigar and walked out swaggeringly. All the boys looked on with admiration.
The unarmed Liu Ziguang walked toward the large group of vicious Dongguan hooligans outside.
Brother Bao is the best gangster in the east of New Bianjing City. He ran away in despair just now because a good man doesn't want to suffer the consequences. Children aged sixteen or seventeen are the most terrifying. They don't take killing people seriously at all and impulsively kill them.
It's not impossible for all four of them to defeat each other on the spot. Being a good gangster doesn't mean you have great martial arts skills. Brother Bao doesn't have the confidence and is not used to fighting when the numbers are at a disadvantage, so he brought so many brothers back to find a place.
, As for why I didn’t just rush in and kill someone, that’s because I still don’t know the person’s background, and it would be troublesome if I killed some noble lady.
It would be best if someone came forward to talk now. The person who came was the oldest of the other group of teenagers, and he looked like a gangster in his clothes. Brother Bao instructed his men not to do anything, and asked Liu Ziguang to go forward and talk.
In the smoggy Xinbian Jingdong District, the gas lamps flickered dimly, and the streets were full of garbage and sewage. A young man wearing a linen short-sleeved collarless shirt pulled on a pair of slippers and burped as he walked towards hundreds of people holding bags.
The rogue with a single sword and an iron ruler has a calm face and no fear.
Behind him, there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at his back. In front, there were hundreds of gleaming sharp blades. Dugu Wen's heart was also in her throat. Although she had seen Liu Ziguang's heroic appearance on the Black Pearl,
But after all, that was with weapons and comrades. Now he is facing so many knives alone, is that okay?