Zhao Lei watched for a while on the roof. This was a very small vaudeville troupe, just one strong man and a pair of young boys and girls, who looked like a family.
In Zhao Lei's opinion, it was his father who brought his son and daughter out to perform in the arena to earn a living.
Although there were only three people, the performance was unambiguous at all. They performed flying knives, rope playing, and three immortals returning to the cave one after another. Just as the young man was performing the bone-shrinking technique, the situation changed.
At this moment, at some point, there were more than a dozen men wearing black cloth shirts and holding sticks in the crowd.
After seeing the circus troupe making a lot of money, the boss of these dozen men gave his subordinates a look, and the others understood.
These people immediately waved the sticks in their hands and began to disperse the onlookers with ferocious expressions. If they were not taken lightly, they would yell and curse, and if they were serious, they would use their hands and feet.
"The Sihai Gang is doing the work, and other irrelevant people should get out of the way!"
"What are you looking at? Get out of here, you want to get punched, right?"
Most of the onlookers were poor people, so naturally they dared to be angry but dare not speak out.
One of them, in particular, had a bad temper. After a few words, four or five of them knocked him to the ground with sticks.
In the end, they didn't even dare to complain softly, and the rest didn't dare to provoke them at all.
Some of the timid ones have already left, leaving only some who are still watching the fun.
When these people saw that the crowd was far away, two of them came directly to the young man, opened their big hands, and were ready to snatch the money from his hand.
They had earned this money through hard work. The young man was so angry that he could not let these two men take the money away. He handed the money directly to the sister behind him, with an angry face on his face and said:
"What are you doing? This is all our hard-earned money. In broad daylight, you bully good people like this. Do you still have the law?"
"Hahaha, brother, he is talking about Wang's Fa. In Pingyang City, my brother is talking about Wang's Fa! If you are wise, just hand over the money, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."
"you!"
Just when the young man lost his temper, his father took his hand from behind.
"Brothers, I travel around and make a living by performing arts. I was really negligent today. I didn't pay a visit to the bosses. I used the money to buy wine for you. I hope you can bear with me. We will pay all the responsibilities on time in the future. Handed over."
"You, a man like you, look at the rich and the thick, and you have to tell some rules. The third brother goes and gets the money!"
Alas, Meng Bei still wants to worship the land tomorrow. It would be better if he can save a little, because if he worships the land, he has to pay the membership fee. These years, everyone has had a hard time, and performing arts is not as good as it was in the past few years.
Meng Bei had a juggling troupe before, but they couldn't make any money anymore, so they were forced to disband. Everyone went their separate ways to find their own future, otherwise he wouldn't have been performing outside with his children who had not yet started dancing.
Unexpectedly, the copper was about to be handed over before it was warmed up on his body. Meng Bei had traveled all over the country for so many years, so he naturally knew that local snakes were not easy to deal with. Even if he dared to wander outside and had the skills, he could not withstand the overwhelming power of others. Everyone, not to mention that he brought his own children with him.
Meng Bei thought that he would have to endure it this time. Although he would have to pay his share of the money on time, there was nothing he could do about it. He could only work harder to earn money by performing arts in the future.
Meng Bei has been wandering away for more than a month, and finally arrived in the peaceful city of Pingyang. He also wanted to rest here for a while.
But Meng Fei blushed and was very angry. However, after hearing his father's words, he did not dare to disobey him, but he could not swallow his breath. He just stood there, lowered his head, and stared at the ground fiercely.
The third child looked at the young man sarcastically. When he walked past him, he deliberately spit at his feet and then laughed.
Ma Wei looked at Lao San's performance and didn't care. He had been collecting protection fees here for so long, and he had yet to see anyone who dared to disobey him. In the realm of the Sihai Gang, he was the King of Heaven.
When he is out and about, he is known for being a bully and has very good eyesight. When he encounters someone who is not easy to mess with, he never forces himself to come forward and always uses his name as the Sihai Gang to solve problems.
It was precisely Ma Wei's stable work that was why he was reused. He was in charge of all the protection fees for this street.
Today, there were only three people, one big, two small, and Ma Wei had brought over a dozen people. Even though Meng Bei seemed to have some skills, he probably didn't dare to be the thorn in the side, so he could only hand over the money obediently.
Generally speaking, Ma Wei is very particular about what he does. After paying the protection fee, he will not embarrass them too much, and he pays attention to a steady stream of things.
Losing money and avoiding disaster, Meng Bei also thought so, but he didn't expect that the third child at this time had a sperm in his head. He saw that his daughter was pretty, especially after juggling, her face was still red, and she couldn't help but feel guilty.
These three people looked like they were from out of town. They were not afraid of revenge from Meng Bei and the others, so they immediately became lustful.
After bypassing Meng Fei, the third child came to Meng Lingling, looking at her with a lewd look on his face.
He stretched out his hand, but instead of taking the money from Meng Lingling's hand, the purpose was to touch her face.
This is also the first time Meng Lingling has performed on stage. Before, he worked with his father doing odd jobs, unlike now he is in public.
This was the first time she had encountered this kind of situation. She didn't know what to do for a moment and burst into tears. However, she still instinctively avoided the dirty hands of the third child.
"My little sister has a temper, and I like it. Let me let my brother pamper you. As long as you take good care of your brother, he will take you to eat and drink well. You don't have to show your face outside."
"Beast, take your hands away!"
Meng Fei saw the ruffian in front of him teasing his sister, and couldn't bear it anymore. He kicked the third child in the lower body with one kick. The force was so strong that you can understand it just by looking at the purple face of the third child.
At this moment, all the men present couldn't help but tighten their legs. As soon as the electricity went through the client's head, his vision went dark, and a sharp pain came from his lower abdomen. His legs became weak and he fell directly. on the ground.
The third child's mouth was open, but he couldn't utter a word. He was in so much pain that he lost his voice.
Then he saw a stream of yellow liquid flowing out of his lower body. Meng Fei kicked him so hard that he became incontinent.
"Okay, you stinky buskers are so shameless. It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, I don't know why Hua'er is so red. You still dare to be so arrogant in the territory of our Sihai Gang. You are still alive." Impatient!
It's your daughter's blessing that our third son likes her. It's okay to serve her well. Now I have changed my mind. I want to sell her to a brothel to see if she is still so strong. "
