In March, the western part of Taiyuan City began to flourish with life, just like the new branches of the big willow tree at the intersection of the live cattle market. Even the poor people in the slums finally took off their worn-out and faded clothes.
The cotton-padded jacket, against the thin cold wind that blew from time to time, began to work hard for a year's livelihood.
In the early morning of this morning, the central street of the live cattle market started to become lively. I saw people driving cattle and sheep from all the alleys. There were even rural vegetable farmers carrying fresh, green vegetables and hurriedly grabbing them.
Grab a good seat. The various fixed shops and stalls on the streets of the live cattle market have been waiting for the day. Those who slaughter, gelding and pigs, and those who sell various daily necessities all start to shout. Even the more diligent ones start shouting.
The housekeepers of wealthy families and their servants began to browse and inquire about prices in the market.
In the center of the noisy market, there is a large stall that is empty. It seems so abrupt and strange in the busy and crowded market, and it also seems incompatible with the noisy environment. But even if you are late, aren't you?
None of the vendors who have occupied a good position are here to sell their goods. They all consciously find a place in the far corner of the market to set up stalls and shout.
At this time, nine men wearing clean short blue shirts walked into the market. Wherever they passed, they saw the vendors staring at the person in front of them with shock and disbelief.
Duoduo trembled and muttered: "Yes - yes - it's Niu Yida - oh no, it's the leader of Niu Yida?"
Yes, the person in charge is the Niu Yi Dao Niu gang leader who has long been sentenced to death in the hearts of many traders and ordinary people in the live cattle market.
Niu Yidao ignored the various expressions of surprise and even suspicion that he had seen a ghost. He just greedily breathed in the air of the live cattle market, which was filled with all kinds of animal excrement and rotten vegetable leaves. The familiar smell and familiar scenes
, making him feel particularly satisfied and at ease.
I'm Hu Hanshan - oh no, I'm back again. Whoever takes mine will return it obediently, and whoever eats mine will obediently spit it out...
Niu Yidao led eight men in green clothes to the empty stall and stood there. This was his original slaughtering stall. Even if they knew he was dead, no one dared to occupy it until now.
At this time, many ragged men ran out from all corners. Some people shouted in surprise: "Brother, it's the eldest brother who's back. He's not dead."
"The gang leader is back. Thank God, the brothers' hard life is over."...
Niu Yidao didn't speak, he just waved his hand to signal these old brothers to stand behind him, and then continued to stand there in silence. People kept coming over and standing behind him.
At this time, the noise and shouting in the entire market center gradually subsided, and finally there was silence. Some people were frightened by the strange scene, secretly leading cows and horses, and sneaking through the side lanes with baskets on their backs.
gone.
About an hour later, Niu Yidao turned around and looked at the nearly forty men of various shapes behind him, and finally said: "It seems that these are the only ones. Apart from the dead brothers, there are hundreds of people in our Niu Gang."
Brother, thank you all for being able to remember me so much, Lao Niu." After saying that, he bowed to the men behind him.
Then he turned around and said loudly to the waiters and vendors in the surrounding shops and stalls: "In these days when I, Lao Niu, have been suffering, all the fellow villagers, uncles and brothers are still thinking about the past friendship with me, Lao Liu.
, I thanked everyone for not coveting these shabby houses and stalls of mine." After saying that, he bowed several times to the surroundings.
Finally he stood up straight and said loudly: "From today on, I have the final say in this live bull market. I don't care who has replaced me in the past few months. If you dare to come again tomorrow, I will fight to the death."
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As soon as I said this, I heard an angry voice coming over: "Oh! I wonder who dared to come to my territory to run wild. It turns out to be Erniu, you, a condemned prisoner. Why?
?Escaped? After escaping, you still dare to show off on the street like a human being, how can you not be afraid of death? "
As soon as Niu Yidao turned around, he saw a group of big men in black at the street corner, holding knives and sticks, striding over. The vendors nearby packed up their stalls to hide, and saw a few big men kicking the roadside vendors before they could do anything.
The folded baskets and poles were kicked up and flew everywhere, causing a panic wherever they passed.
There was a thin man in front of him, in his thirties, with two iron eggs rolling in his chicken claw-like right hand. Liu Yidao's eyes narrowed and he recognized this man. He turned out to be the leader of a small gang in Xicheng District, nicknamed
Fan Sanpao's had been beaten away by him a long time ago and disappeared from Xicheng District for several years. Now it unexpectedly reappeared.
An old brother behind Niu Yidao said: "Gang leader, this Fan Sanpao brought people to seize the territory just a few days after you were put in prison. At that time, the backbone of our gang was gone, and people were divided. Let's beat them."
However, they were all kicked out of the live cattle market. Even the waiter of the Zhang family had his leg broken by them, and now he drags his stump leg to the city gate begging for food every day."
Niu Yidao chuckled and said: "Some people really jumped out of nowhere. It seems that they were too gentle in the past. This time we have to let them remember it for a long time. Just fight out Fan Sanpao and Fan Erpao."
.Brothers, fuck this guy.”
The brothers behind him once again saw the domineering attitude of their gang leader. When they heard the gang leader yelling such familiar words as "fuck you guy", they felt that the spirit and bloodiness they had once returned to their bodies. Although the familiar guys were no longer in their bodies.
, but they all looked around, and those who saw stones on the ground picked them up and held them in their hands, while those who found nothing clenched their fists.
At this time, the waiters from the surrounding shops and the vendors in the stalls all came up silently. Those who had poles passed them poles, and those who had wooden sticks handed wooden sticks. Soon, the men in ragged clothes and disheveled faces were all armed.
Niu Yidao smiled, it was the villagers who were close to him. He had fought many wars with foreign gangs in the past, and this was how the villagers in this lively Niu market supported him.
Niu Yidao didn't talk nonsense at the moment. He turned around and looked at a man in green clothes behind him inquiringly. When he saw the man nodded slightly, he shouted loudly: "Follow me and let's do this."
Before Fan Sanpao's verbal skills were fully displayed, he saw a group of ragged men opposite, shouting and rushing towards him. I remembered how I had been beaten up by these hard-working people before, and I felt guilty. But I thought about the boss behind the scenes.
With that gloomy look in his eyes, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout: "Brothers, come to me, destroy these poor guys, and this Xicheng District will belong to me from now on." After saying this, he called to the big men in black to greet him.
