Hong Yanwu thought that the problem would be solved immediately. But he didn't expect that You San not only didn't panic, but also smiled nonchalantly.
"What's too big? It's even bigger."
This reply surprised Hong Yanwu, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
Seeing this, You San became even more proud, shaking his head, "Who the hell are you? Are you confused like me?"
This reaction made his subordinates become more energetic and started shouting.
"What's wrong? Are you confused about my brother?"
"Are you looking for sex?"
"You came here to explode the assassins. Do you believe that they were flattened?"
If it were in his previous life, based on his current situation, Hong Yanwu would definitely have flipped the table and started practicing. As for the consequences, he would never consider it. But now, his youth is just an appearance, and his heart is no longer a young boy. Therefore, he does not
Ignoring the provocations like the chirping of these birds, I just kept silent and thought in my mind: It looks like something big has happened...
Players and Buddhas in the capital have always had a rule of not making too much money. In the capital of this era, every bus line, train station and long-distance station has a clear division of power. No matter where the players and Buddhas are, they also have a clear division of power.
You can only toss in your own territory. Once you cross the boundary, it will cause a fight and lead to casualties.
Although Yongdingmen Railway Station is the least profitable railway station in Beijing, it is still fatter than the bus line. This is definitely a must-have place for those who want to play Buddha. Therefore, it can replace Dadehe's foothold on this site.
People must have extraordinary means or strong backers.
Hong Yanwu really didn't pay much attention to the few pieces of information in front of him. He was worried about the "master" behind this group of thieves. But he was really not sure what kind of gods they were worshiping on the ground now. For him,
, these all happened decades ago. What's more, even according to this era, he has not returned to the capital for more than a year.
well?
Hong Yanwu suddenly remembered something again.
He seemed to have an impression that after the severe crackdown in 1983 in his previous life, he met Da Dehe again in the capital. The two of them drank wine at Xisi Yanji Cold Noodles. At that time...
Yes, Dadehe mentioned it. It seems that they were both arrested at about the same time and sent to labor camps, but in different places. Dadehe did not go to Chadian, but farmed in Tiantangheer (Beijing Tiantangheer Labor Camp)
crops.
When was Da Dehe arrested? At the end of 1975, it seemed to be earlier than he was arrested.
How could you forget this? Well, the person in charge must have changed here.
But who is under the big hand? The one who can hit... There seems to be one named Gongzi, and the others... Erdan? Erdezi? No... I really can't remember...
While Hong Yanwu was deep in thought, You San was also thinking about him intently. Hong Yanwu's slight frown of hesitation was completely seen by You San. After a while, he actually smiled quietly.
Hong Yanwu didn't pay any attention to this. After a while, he thought about it and tentatively mentioned someone else. "Gongzi also knows me, so you can come to him..."
"Gongzi? You're still playing the string. Let me tell you, this is Master Cheng's territory." You San became more and more arrogant. He seemed to have concluded that Hong Yanwu was pretending, and stopped the conversation with one sentence.
Hong Yanwu was stunned. He really didn't know that this Mr. Cheng was a kid who emerged from a lonely grave.
You San was speechless and glared again, "If you dare to be ignorant again, I will throw you into the gutter. Get out of here while I'm in a good mood."
In fact, apart from Uncle Xue's money, Hong Yanwu really didn't care about anything else. He pondered for a moment, and then took a step back. "We are from different walks of life, how about we each give in? I want my five yuan, the one on the top
There’s a phone.”
It's a pity that most gangsters have a tendency to be too quick-minded. You San thinks he has seen through everything. "You want to come back? My rule is that you can only get in but not get out."
When several of the subordinates heard what the elder brother said, they all pouted their lips in arrogance. Especially the three little ones who had been repaired by Hong Yanwu were now eager to take the opportunity to take revenge and vent their anger, and the fuss became even more exciting.
"Who is the same as you? Looking for trouble."
"Do you have any part in making the conditions?"
"What the hell are you doing? You must have taken the wrong medicine."
Hong Yanwu still endured it and continued to persuade You San with earnest words.
"In an iron-clad camp, if there are soldiers who are running smoothly, the stars will change, and the gods will change their positions. It is normal to be a little bit inconsistent (a slang term referring to the situation of not being aligned). But you should keep three points in everything, and don't lay waste to yourself because of small losses."
These words were very strong, definitely the tone of Lao Jianghu. You San's eyes rolled, and he seemed a little confused again.
However, those three brats were just troublemakers, and they wanted to cause trouble when they had nothing to do. This gave them an excuse to cause trouble.
The little greasy head first pointed at Hong Yanwu's nose, "Where did it show up for you? You know a few slang words, why are you pretending to be an old gun (slang, a qualified gangster)."
The triangular-eyed man was determined not to let the little oily man take the lead alone, "You are a liar who can talk nonsense. Who are you trying to scare? We are soldiers outside. Anyone who doesn't go will be squatting."
The black face was the most excited, probably because he had suffered the most just now, so he wanted to take all the anger out. He smiled broadly and said, "I'm telling you, don't worry about the five yuan. It's all on the table and has already been eaten.
Yes. Haha..."
"Oh! Oh!..." The three cubs knocked on the table and bowls with their chopsticks. The clinking sound made the chickens and dogs jump.
This is the characteristic of little hooligans. They like to bully the weak and fear the strong. When they meet people who think they are easy to bully, they will act randomly until they get out of hand.
Hong Yanwu's most sensitive nerve was touched. His mind became hot and he could no longer remain calm.
If you ignore them, all the cats and dogs will jump out. If you give them more face, even the bastard can pretend to be a submarine.
With anger, Hong Yanwu turned sideways and grabbed his right hand, grabbing the excited black face, eyes widened, "Boy, do you dare to say it again? Where is my money?"
The black face was immediately dumbfounded. Whoever said that he was not afraid would be lying. If he was to say that he was really clueless, he only used to make fun of Hong Yanwu with the other two boys, but he just forgot that Hong Yanwu was sitting next to him. The result was a little bit.
Before he could hide, he fell into Hong Yanwu's hands again.
Seeing Hei Lian trembling all over and turning into a soft egg, You San quickly gave Hei Lian a wink.
After receiving it, Hei Lian seemed to have a backbone. He gritted his teeth and not only stopped avoiding the fierce look in Hong Yanwu's eyes, but also resisted in his mouth, "Sun...grandson, you...don't accept it?"
This behavior naturally made Hong Yanwu feel abnormal. In surprise, he raised his eyes and saw the encouraging smile on You San's eyes.
Once I understood this, the fire in my heart was like turning up the switch of a gas stove, and it suddenly became louder.
As for today's matter, he has actually been lobbying in an attempt to resolve it peacefully. Unfortunately, he called him the wrong person (a slang term, mentioned the wrong person's name), and the You San he met was too self-righteous and couldn't listen at all, so he made a fuss.
It has reached a point where it cannot be resolved. But this also made him review the principle that he should not give face to the little gangsters.
Hong Yanwu tightened his grip, pulled up the collar of his clothes, and pushed Hei Lian off the chair. Hei Lian's head hit the round table with a "thud". Amidst the vibration of cups and dishes, Hei Lian was forced down.
He knelt on the ground with one leg, like a dog being pulled by its collar.
Hong Yanwu stared at the black-faced eyes full of astonishment, "I'm asking you for the last time. If the money is really gone, I will let you fly out of the window."
The black face was strangled and he couldn't breathe anymore. He tried his best to pick up Hong Yanwu's fingers, but he still couldn't move them at all.
Just like that, the stalemate lasted for less than half a minute. Black Face gave up on getting out of trouble and finally gave in. "Money, money...it's all at Brother's place..."
As soon as Hong Yan let go of his martial arts hand, he immediately yelled for help with a black face, like a pig, "Brother! Brother!..."
You San winked again, and after receiving the notice, he came over to rush. The boy took the medicine according to the prescription, and stretched out his hand to hold Hong Yanwu's left shoulder from behind. His mouth was straight, "I'm tired of living, I will help you."
Hong Yanwu was in the heat of the moment, still holding Hei Mian with his right hand, and freed his left hand to clasp Chun Tou's wrist. He grabbed it and twisted it with his backhand. With a "cluck", Chun Tou also knelt on one knee on the ground, still shouting that it hurts.
Yelling, "Oh, please be gentle. Let go, let go..."
Even though Buntou was subdued so easily, he was really not a waste. The key is that there are three basic skills in wrestling, and the stick twisting specially used to practice wrist catching is one of them. It has been a must-have for Hong Yanwu every day since he started practicing wrestling.
In the middle, it took two hours to twist the stick. He had been twisting the stick for as many days as he had practiced wrestling. At his current level, he could twist a wooden stick as thick as a child's arm with both hands and break it in one hand.
Is it something that ordinary people can withstand? So it’s not a bad thing if you don’t call me mom after being hit like this.
Seeing that Hong Yanwu subdued the two men like a chicken, You Sanke was a little anxious. He waved his hand and the remaining boys stood up, especially the big one, and touched their hands to the lower back.
At the same time, because they were making too much noise, other customers in the restaurant were inevitably affected, and they became noisy and chaotic again. People at the tables nearby tried to avoid each other, and there was another sound of clattering dishes, chopsticks, tables, and stools, and complaints.
All around.
No matter how impulsive Hong Yanwu is, he still understands one thing. He must not take action now. Otherwise, there will definitely be a big movement. If the police are called in, no one will be left behind. It will mess up everything at once!
His mind calmed down for a moment, and he let go of his hands with a gloomy face.
Finally, the restaurant didn't become completely chaotic. And luckily, the white coat was busy selling meal tickets. She just leaned over and cursed a few times. Although she scolded her very fiercely, she didn't come back after all. The storm was over.
.
The black-faced man took advantage of the chaos and slipped under the table to the opposite side. The boy got up and rubbed Hu Lu's strangled neck tightly. After being used as a "meat ticket" twice, he had developed a memory and hid far away from Hong Yanwu.
Cun Tou was still sitting on the ground, groaning and moving his wrists, mumbling curse words that he didn't dare to curse out loud.
Hong Yanwu didn't even look at them, his eyes only stared in one direction.
"You San, if you eat what I eat, spit it out for me. We'll be fine."
Seeing Hong Yanwu showing off his hair and black face, You San had already sat down again. He was too convinced that Hong Yanwu didn't dare to take action. Instead, he choked with laughter and said, "What's the matter, you still want to fight? You really think of yourself as a flying knife."
(Referring to Hua Shaojie, the protagonist of the 1963 old movie "Flying Swordsman")? Come on."
Hong Yanwu frowned when he heard this, but before he could speak, You San rushed to the fire again.
"I'm telling you, it's no use trying to play tricks with me. When did you learn to be haha (a dialect that means respectful, flattering, and flattering) so that you can get things done..."
Hong Yanwu is most annoyed by the virtues of such villains who show off their status (a slang term for showing off one's dignity). Such people will never be able to pass his test.
He raised his hand to interrupt You San, his half-yin and half-yang tone sounded like a warning and a complaint. "Okay. Originally, everyone just took a step back. Now it's nothing but a problem. You can really make trouble (
A slang term for looking for trouble when nothing happens)."
You San jumped up when he heard this. He didn't believe this at all. "Don't play with me like this. You were doing well just now, but what happened to the people who came out of the circle? You didn't play well when you went in."
Hong Yanwu was calm and calm, and his words were full of weight. "I admit it myself. But I have to advise you again. In everything, you must first see whether it is worth it. Face is given by others, and it will be easier to talk about it when you get the money back."
"Brother, don't be polite to Ya, let's fuck him together." Cun Tou had already rubbed his wrists and stood up, speaking with resentment.
"Destroy him!"
"Bleed me!"
"Get rid of him!"
The three little boys, who were worried that the world would be peaceful, kept making noises.
You San looked at a few of his subordinates who couldn't hold back, and faced Hong Yanwu with a very proud smile. "Face is given by people, but if I don't give it to you, it won't be worth a penny."
Hong Yanwu saw that You San didn't know his last name due to the large number of people, so he was determined to follow the underworld.
Sure enough, You San squinted his eyes and started to get angry again, curling his lips and shouting. "To tell you the truth, your 'goods' are in my pocket. As long as you are not afraid of bloodshed and have the ability to hold it back by yourself, you can play with it."
Don’t rely on others.”
"Sometimes people feel too good and drift easily. Be careful not to get yourself involved, it's not economical."
There was a knife in Hong Yanwu's eyes, and his domineering nature was revealed naturally. He no longer had to hide anything, and the more times like this, the more comfortable he felt. To be honest, even he himself didn't know what was going on in his bones.
What blood.
"Are you still pretending to be a good person? Believe it or not, I'm going to let you down (slang for subduing someone) here today?"
You San was completely overturned. As soon as he slapped the table, his subordinates all raised eyebrows and could pounce on him at a glance.
Hong Yanwu was laughed out of anger. He thought about it over and over again and figured out something. If You San wasn't a fool, he must be one. Anyway, there must be one, otherwise there would be no way this could have happened.
explain.
He didn't talk nonsense anymore, he just gave You San a meaningful look, then stood up, raised his legs, turned right, went out, and walked away.
However, You San and the other six people were stunned for an instant. They just stood there blankly, all staring at Hong Yanwu as he walked further and further away.
Cun Tou watched Hong Yanwu's back disappear into the crowd before he came back to his senses and asked stumblingly, "Brother...is he... gone?"
You San was scratching his head and wondering: What kind of thing is this? If you say so harshly, it’s over now? Are you afraid? Did you run away? "
The three cubs didn't have to give orders and followed them out of the house. After a while, they ran back to report, "Brother, you really slipped away..."
You San immediately relaxed completely and greeted his subordinates with his hands down, "Sit down, let's continue drinking."
He first proudly picked up the wine glass and took one by himself. Then he stepped on the stool next to him and started to play. "You're a little kid. Are you sharing the same with me? Be young. I almost got you fooled. Now."
If you make a fuss, destroy it."
The eyes of the three bastards all gleamed, and they were unwilling to give up and wanted to stir up trouble. "Brother, don't forget about this matter, catch up..."
You San was thinking about more important things, so he frowned and scolded him.
"You guys are free. Master Cheng hasn't collected the money for this month yet. When you practice in the afternoon, please be careful. No one is allowed to keep the big tickets privately, and they must be handed over to the public. Do you hear me?"
This sentence made the three little boys lose their energy, and they all sat down listlessly around the table.