The gangster father of the Republic of China 11

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After Yunfei settled the child, he called a rickshaw and took him to a farther place to pawn a set of jewelry.

Although he has enough money to spend, if he suddenly has any large purchases, he really can't spend it.

There is an old pawn shop here that has been in the Magic City for many years. It is a bit deserted now, but its reputation is not bad.

A bit of a loss, but not too dark.

Carrying a bag full of ocean, he took a rickshaw back to the vicinity of Hutong Street.

In the eyes of those watching, he swaggered back to the hut to sleep.

He has already spent money to find out. Brother Yong and his gang will fight for territory with other gangs in the evening, so he plans to solve it tonight.

Anyway, with the things he usually does, it would be enough to die a hundred times without any burden on his heart.

…………

Ma Zai, who was responsible for keeping track, hurriedly reported the news when he saw Yun Fei coming back.

Thinking that he had something to do at night, and it was already afternoon, Brother Yong did not go over to find anyone immediately, but simply said lightly: "Let him live one more night."

He had been humiliated so much at the dock that day, and he definitely couldn't let this man live again.

But tonight, they have more important things to do. Whether they can show their faces in front of the superiors depends on tonight.

So big things have to be put aside.

"Let's go, brothers. Big brother will take you to have a nice meal, but today is special, so you can't get drunk. We won't come back until we get drunk at the celebration party tomorrow!"

"Thank you, Brother Yong."

"Thank you, brother."

A group of people ate and drank in a restaurant, and they paid the bill honestly because it was a restaurant owned by their gang.

Soon, night fell.

The shops on the street are closed, pedestrians are returning home, and the city is quiet.

Only the pier and the red light district were still bustling with people.

At this time, in the busy vegetable market during the day, two groups of people were meeting.

After the two sides exchanged heated words for a while, they started to take action.

Those long machetes were waving as if the people standing opposite were not people, but pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep.

There were about one or two hundred people on both sides. Brother Yong and his dozen or so cavalry were only a small group of people.

In order to get the attention of his superiors, he worked very hard. When he danced with his sword, he had the aura to kill anyone who could stop him.

No one has used a gun yet, probably because they are afraid that the sound will attract people from the patrol room.

Although it has been checked, it should not be too obvious. If there are obvious gunshots, but the police station does not send anyone to check, it would be too outrageous.

So their fighting is still very measured.

Yunfei was in the corner of the room, quietly watching them both lose.

In his hand was a modern pistol of the latest model, which was the inventory in his space. There is no gun of this style in the Magic City now, but it doesn't matter, no one will know that it is his.

He wore a black veil on his face and changed into a suit.

His hair was also styled with glue and parted in the middle. Coupled with the darkness of the night, no one could think of the man in the alley who had little ability and dreamed about it every day.

The dark muzzle of the gun was somewhat reflective in the moonlight.

He saw the opportunity and took advantage of the chaos and fired.

Bang——

Bang, bang, bang——

After several gunshots were fired, several people fell down in the chaos.

"Fuck, who shot?"

"Damn it, these bastards, they agreed not to use guns, but they actually broke their promise."

"Brothers, stop being polite to them and shoot!"

This side thought it was the other side that fired first, and the other side also thought it was this side that fired the gun, so they all pulled out their guns and started fighting.

It was originally a close-quarters melee, but now many people fell to the ground before they had time to react.

Not everyone is qualified to hold a gun.

In the magic city of this era, these are precious resources that cannot be obtained by those who are not knowledgeable.

So only a few people have it.

The noise was so loud that the people in the patrol room couldn't pretend they didn't know someone was fighting. They could only quickly line up and patrol according to the rules and procedures.

Neighboring residents closed their doors and windows one by one and hid under the covers, not daring to come out to watch the fun.

After Yunfei killed a few, he left under the cover of night.

He did not go to Zhang Qingsong, but returned to the hut and fell asleep.

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The next day, newspapers on the street published what happened last night.

The turf war between the two gangs is written vividly and even boring people are discussing it.

Yunfei also bought a copy.

In addition to talking about last night's events, it also talked about some turmoil in the north, divorce papers, poetry collections by literati, etc.

It’s quite interesting and you can learn a lot of interesting things about this era.

Even the news that Miss White Rose of the Paramount Ballroom planned to become a good person and become the concubine of an official was also written down.

On the accompanying picture, there is also a black and white photo of Miss White Rose.

The beautiful appearance is vaguely visible.

After finishing the gossip, he thoughtfully put the newspaper back into the space and kept it. Maybe the plane he went to one day would be the descendant of this plane.

At that time, this was no longer a newspaper, but history.

After buying some breakfast, he wandered to the alley behind the dance hall.

When I knocked on the door of Xiaoshan's house, I also noticed the strong man guarding the house. It seemed that Huang Xiaoyan had also come over after get off work.

Sure enough, the four people in the courtyard were laughing happily, and they didn't know what they were talking about just now, but when he appeared, the atmosphere became a little subtle.

Yunfei didn't care, he smiled and took the breakfast to the kitchen, "I guess you haven't eaten yet, so I bought some more."

There are cakes, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and tea eggs, catering for every taste.

The person who gave the most face was Zhang Qingsong, who ran over and took out breakfast to share.

There were three eggs, one for each person, the buns were given to the older Shan Niang, the fried dough sticks were given to Huang Xiaoyan, and the pancakes were given to Xiao Shan.

He doesn't want it himself, just one egg is enough.

Not wasting food is a virtue shared by most people in this era.

Even though these things came from people who hated them, they didn't waste them and ate them with great care.

Huang Xiaoyan also gave Zhang Qingsong a piece of fried dough sticks.

Yunfei went to the kitchen to burn a handful of firewood and boiled water for them to dry without disturbing their chat.

Shan Niang wanted to come in to help, but Zhang Qingsong stopped her, "Grandma, sit down and don't worry about my dad. He is just hard-working and loves to work. If you don't let him boil water, he will feel uncomfortable."

Huang Xiaoyan, Xiaoshan:…………

If they hadn't known Zhang Shiqiang for many years, they would all believe it.

"Really, don't believe it. My dad can't sleep well at night. He has to get up to cook so that he can sleep peacefully during the day."

Well, that's because I have to sell food at the dock, but it's not important, as long as the meaning is right, Zhang Qingsong thought in his heart.

He knew that he would be leaving with his father soon, so he just wanted to spend some time with them.

Dad got out of the way because he didn't want to make Mom uncomfortable. How could he not climb along the pole?

(End of chapter)