Chen Baoxiang didn't understand the meaning of the story. He raised his head to look at Yu Shutong, then lowered his head to warm himself by the fire.
"Boss Chen, I am the head of the Fourteenth. I am still young and cannot be the head of the Fourteenth forever... If you help me kill the Thunder Tiger, where do I rank?"
Chen Baoxiang was not surprised. This was an internal strife within the Sharpshooter Association and had nothing to do with him.
"Boss Chen, if you kill Ben Leihu, I will be the fourth boss. Do you understand, I will be the fourth boss, hehehehe..."
Chen Baoxiang really didn't understand that even if the fourth master of the family, Ben Leihu, died, Yu Shutong would only become the thirteenth master of the family.
Only when all the people in front of him are dead and only the first, second and third bosses are left, can he become the fourth boss.
Yu Shutong took out a palm-sized flat copper flask from his suit pocket, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.
"Wu Yixiao deserves to die, Boss Chen, your good brother deserves to die, I wanted to pull out a gun and kill him right then. He was rude to Ninth Sister, damn, damn, damn..."
Yu Shutong reached into his arms again, pulled out his pistol, and slapped it on the table.
Previously, the Gunslingers took Wu Yixiao away.
Now, judging from what Yu Shutong said, Wu Yixiao is not dead yet.
"Mr. Yu, Wu Yixiao is not dead?"
"Death, death is too cheap for him. He has to give up his merits and tell us... tell us which way the thirty thousand taels of gold came from? We can find the gold without a traffic officer. Wu Yixiao is a... spy, a spy
He is a good spy, so the third boss said that he must be killed to make him work for us. I said, he must be killed, he must be killed... He insulted Sister Ninth and must be killed, what do you think, Boss Chen?"
It was difficult for Chen Baoxiang to answer. Even if Wu Yixiao said something wrong, he had to be given a chance to correct it.
He didn't want to regret it when he thought about it for the rest of his life.
At the moment, he was facing a drunkard, and there was no need to say anything.
The ones who can really decide Wu Yixiao's life or death are the second boss Long Qianli and the third boss Zhao Wuji.
Chen Baoxiang shook his head and said nothing.
Thirty thousand taels of gold was so tempting that all the rivers and lakes forces rushed to get there like moths to a flame.
"Okay, you don't understand, you don't understand anything... As long as you do me a favor, kill Ben Leihu, just kill him, and I will give you money, give you a lot of money... Boss Chen, Chen Baoxiang,
Promise me and help me kill Ben Leihu, otherwise I will kill your whole family, kill your...whole family..."
Yu Shutong suddenly rushed forward, lay down on the table, and fell asleep.
Chen Baoxiang felt a dull pain in his chest. His family was his weak point, so that anyone and any political power would threaten his family and force him to submit.
"It's not enough to kill Wu Yixiao? You also need to kill Ben Leihu? Are you killing Ben Leihu for the sake of the Shenqianghui and the gold? Maybe not?"
Chen Baoxiang vaguely saw through Yu Shutong's thoughts, but he did not want to expose it.
The Divine Gun Association is so powerful that it is like a piece of iron and cannot be broken.
Therefore, the strongest fortress is often broken from the inside. He kept this hidden line in Shutong, which will be of great use in the future.
Xiu'er came out from behind the curtain, walked quickly behind Chen Baoxiang, grabbed his arm, stuck her head out, and looked at the sleeping Yu Shutong.
"Dad, what's wrong with this man?"
"Drink too much."
"He was the one who saved me that day. I remember his appearance. He was also the one who called those who beat up the two gangsters. Dad, will he catch a cold if he falls asleep like this?"
Chen Baoxiang thought for a while, helped the book boy up and took him to the woodshed.
Getting drunk can easily lead to accidents.
Chen Baoxiang knew that this was not the solution, but he could not push Yu Shutong out and let him fend for himself.
If others are unkind, he cannot be unjust.
Xiu'er brought a quilt, covered the book boy, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt.
"Dad, will a mouse bite him in the middle of the night?"
Chen Baoxiang laughed: "Silly boy, how dare a mouse bite a living person?"
"Dad, I heard from my husband that the rats in the Northeast are bigger than cats and can bite off people's toes. This man is a good man, and we have to watch him carefully."
Chen Baoxiang lowered his head and looked at Yu Shutong's face.
He knew that in Xiu'er's eyes, the standard of good and bad people was very vague.
As long as he treats her well, he is a good person.
However, he remembered what Yu Shutong said, killing the fourth master is rebellion.
Within the Jianghu forces, those who have no respect for their superiors, rebel and kill, must use three swords and six holes to apologize to the gang.
If Yu Shutong goes forward, it will be a dead end.
Chen Baoxiang discovered this secret. In the past, he would have told Zao Wou-Ki or others straightforwardly. At the moment, he didn't want to say anything.
In troubled times, save your own life first.
That night, Chen Baoxiang got up five times, and each time he went to the woodshed to see if Shutong was awake.
The last time, the woodshed was empty, leaving only a bed of neatly folded floral quilts.
Chen Baoxiang finally let go of his hanging heart. He now knows that there are so many people in the Sharpshooter Club, and they may not all have the same heart. This is their fatal weakness. If some people can't see clearly, they will suffer big losses.
People in Jinan get busy as soon as they enter the twelfth lunar month. Those doing business are waiting for everyone to have money in the twelfth lunar month to sell more things. Therefore, when Chen Baoxiang passed by Furong Street, he saw that every merchant's store was full of goods.
goods.
The same is true for the Yuqian cheongsam shop. The customers in the shop come one after another, and the tailors and assistants are so busy that they rush around the room without even touching the floor.
Chen Baoxiang watched from a distance, wondering whether he should be happy for Lian Chengbi.
Now, whenever he has something to do, he will go to the south end of Furong Street, stand in the corner, and observe the entrance of Luoyuan Mansion from a distance.
He knew that one day, Gu Lanchun would go there and leave his fate to God's judgment.
At that time, it will also be a test for Chen Baoxiang.
He could die for her, just so that she could appear on the stage gloriously again.
Fortunately, the entrance to Luoyuan Mansion has always been deserted, with no military trucks coming or going.
"I have to pass this new year peacefully, right?"
This is Chen Baoxiang's greatest hope, because he has heard the sound of firecrackers ringing out continuously inside and outside Jinan City.
The people of Jinan, who had been busy and suppressed for a year, took advantage of the thunderbolts in the twelfth and first lunar months to shout out the suffocation in their chests. Anyway, the Japanese devils could not understand it. The sound of firecrackers was the Jinan people's curse on these guys.
Chen Baoxiang felt more and more that the atmosphere in Jinan city was not right.
Many people who go in and out of rice shops have dicks hidden in their waists.
Chen Baoxiang could smell the murderous aura in these people without even looking.
Some are Japanese spies, some are traitor informants, some are heroes from all walks of life, and some are scouts and spies from other places who come to get information...these people come and go, making the rice shop's business actually get better and better.
Liu Yue'e was very happy when the business was good.
What she doesn't know is that these revolving people will change the future of Jinan City.