In the next two days, a few young people were busy cleaning up a shop in Sullivan's Alley. They cleaned up the entire shop and painted the walls white, which made it look a lot brighter.
Rong Jiacai was also standing not far away with a few people, with his coat on his arms and his hat taken off to use as a fan.
"What business are you planning to do with this shop?" Several young men with yin and yang haircuts and black mandarin jackets came over and asked. These people were from Heshun Hall.
"We are going to open a fan stall here. If you like to play a few games, you are welcome to come and join us!" Rong Jiacai said with a smile on his face.
"Fan stall? Who asked you to open it here? You don't have to clean it up." When the young people heard this, their faces suddenly turned cold.
"Guys, there's something wrong with what you said. We've rented this place, so you can't let us do it, right?" The smile on Rong Jiacai's face remained unchanged.
From Chen Zhengwei's words that day, he knew that Chen Zhengwei had no intention of paying Tang Kou and would have to confront Tang Kou's people sooner or later.
He wasn't afraid of the people in Heshun Hall.
When the village hired a boxer to teach them boxing, the young men from the Yan and Rong families had all learned some boxing and were more courageous than the average person.
Otherwise, Yan Qingyou and Chen Zhenghu would not have attracted so many people.
These people are all from the same hometown and are blood relatives, so they are far more united than the people in the hall.
What's more, there are still dozens of people from the Chen, Yan, and Rong clans in Chinatown. They have been wooing those people recently, trying to persuade them to come out and work together.
Therefore, he was not afraid of the people in Heshun Hall at this time.
"You are quite courageous." The person from Heshun Hall sneered. "I'm telling you plainly, you are not allowed to do it here!"
"Everyone, what you are saying is unreasonable." Rong Jiacai didn't get angry and just said.
Several young people behind him immediately took a step forward and stared at the people in Heshun Hall.
"What kind of business can be done here depends on our hall master's approval. Dare you set up a food stall here? Just wait until you get shit!"
The other party sneered.
Why is there only Heshuntang gambling stall here? Just because Heshuntang doesn’t allow others to do it.
The other party came here to do business, and obviously didn't even visit the dock, otherwise it would be impossible not to know about this kind of thing.
"We are all Chinese. We don't need to be so desperate to make a living here, right?" The smile on Rong Jiacai's face also disappeared.
"I told you the good things. It's up to you whether you listen or not!" He sneered, then turned and left.
"Xiucai, these people will not give up. They must have gone back to call for help!" Several other young people knew that the other party would not be kind. "What should I do next? Shall I call everyone here?"
Xiucai was Rong Jiacai's nickname. He had studied in school, was tall and elegant, and had the word "cai" in his name, so others called him Xiucai.
"You go and inform Brother Wei, and you go back and inform the others." Rong Jiacai said to the two young men beside him.
The two young men nodded and left quickly from the other direction.
The few people from Heshun Hall were not far away when a young man asked, "Brother Huo, are we leaving like this?"
"Why are you in a hurry? Go to the hall master first! These people don't even know where the gate opens. They don't even know where the gate opens. They are just waiting for bad luck!" The young man called Ah Huo and sneered.
If the other party does other business, they don't bother to care, as long as they pay every week.
It’s not okay to open a Fan stall.
He immediately went to a nearby teahouse to find the master of Heshun Hall, Zhi Goutian.
Zhi Gou Tian is in his thirties, with a medium build and a ferocious face. His nickname means that dogs in villages all over the country are frightened when they see him.
"Brother Tian! There is a group of people on our site. They have rented a shop and want to open a food stall!" Ah Huo walked up to Zhi Gou Tian and said.
Zhi Goutian put down his tea cup and looked at him coldly: "Did you charge them?"
"No, absolutely not! So I'm here to ask Brother Tim what should be done?" Ah Huo said quickly.
"Did someone cross the line?" Zhi Gou Tian asked first.
"No, they all have strange faces. Those people look like dogs, and they are all wearing ghost clothes, but they have thick hands and feet, and they all have mud legs. There are nine of them in total."
Ah Huo could see clearly that although those people were well dressed, it was clear from the skin on their face and neck, as well as the calluses on their hands, that these people were doing rough work.
Although the people in the hall are also rough-handed, they are different from them, and they can be distinguished at a glance.
"You need to ask me about this kind of thing? You came to my property to open a food stall and didn't even know me. Do they think I'm dead?" Zhi Gou Tian cursed shamelessly.
"They think I'm your boss and I'm dead, so are you dead?"
"I understand, I'm going to call someone right now!" Ah Huo understood immediately, went downstairs and whistled, and more than twenty people came out of a nearby shop, all of them young and strong men wearing black mandarin jackets and braids.
"Brother Huo, what's the matter?"
"Is someone looking for trouble?" Everyone gathered around and asked.
"Let's go and do something with me. A bunch of blind people came from nowhere and opened a food stall on our property. Brother Tim has spoken, beat them all out!"
Ah Huo said to the others, and with a wave of his hand, he led more than 20 people straight to Sullivan's Alley.
When Rong Jiacai and others saw a group of people coming in force, their expressions changed slightly.
"What should we do? Our people haven't arrived yet, do you want to leave first?" The person next to him immediately asked nervously.
"If you were scared away like this, what would you say when you see other people when you go back?" Rong Jiacai gritted his teeth and said, since he went out to do things, he had to go all out.
He couldn't afford the shame of being scared away without even being beaten.
"Copycat!" Rong Jiacai called to the other people in the shop. There were seven of them in total. Each person stood at the door of the shop holding a wooden stick.
"What are you going to do?" Rong Jiacai asked loudly.
"I told you just now, just wait and eat shit!" Ah Huo sneered and waved his hand: "Hit me!"
More than 20 people behind him took out some sticks from the side, bumped them in their hands, and then swarmed over with grinning faces.
Although they always used axes when they fought, but now it was not a fight, they were just beating a few blind people, and there were more than 20 people fighting seven, so there was no need to use an axe.
After all, they are not here to kill people.
Even though the village had hired a boxer and both Yan and Rong had some boxing training, they still couldn't withstand this situation.
But within a moment, his head was beaten to a bloody head and he retreated again and again.
Several young men from the Yan and Rong families were knocked to the ground, and sticks as thick as their forearms were kept hitting their bodies.
Rong Jiacai was also hit on the head with a stick. Half of his face was dyed red with blood, and stars appeared in front of his eyes.
Seeing that Rong Jiacai and others were beaten to death, Ah Huo pointed at him with a stick and sneered:
"Today I'm going to teach you a lesson. Next time, brighten your eyes for me."
"Go away, don't let us see you around again, otherwise we won't give you a good beating next time!"
After putting down the words, Ah Huo led the people away in a swaggering manner.
After they left, Rong Jiacai stood up holding on to the wall. Half of his face was covered in blood and his whole body was in severe pain.
But there was a fierceness in his heart, and he looked fiercely in the direction where A Huo and others were leaving.
Damn it, this is not over yet!
"How are you doing? Can you still move?"
"Let's go to the entrance of the alley. Weige and the others are probably coming soon!"
Several people supported each other until they reached the entrance of the alley, when they saw Chen Zhengwei and Yan Qingyou coming from a distance.
Seeing the group of people who were beaten and covered in blood, Yan Qingyou and others suddenly looked angry: "Did people from Heshun Hall do it?"
"You were beaten so badly?" Chen Zhengwei looked at everyone.
"There are many of them..." Rong Jiacai explained.
In addition, he did overestimate the fists and kicks of himself and others. They had only practiced fists and kicks, and at most they were fighting for water between villages.
Those people in the hall often fight on the streets, and their strength is no worse than them.
"Are you stupid? Why don't you run away when you see a crowd of them?" Chen Zhengwei cursed angrily.
"Find a pharmacy to check first and treat the wound!"
Although he cursed a few words, Chen Zhengwei was still satisfied with the performance of Rong Jiacai and others. At least they were fierce and united, and they didn't scare away people when they saw them.
Chen Zhengwei's eyes were filled with fierceness. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. After taking a few puffs, he said calmly:
"Ayou, Ahu, you two go to them and tell them that I will visit their hall master at night!"
"Shi Zai, you go and inform the others, don't rush over here yet. Then go to the grocery store and buy thirty axes."
Chen Zhengwei threw the cigarette butt on the ground and rolled it with his feet: "You don't want me to do it? I want to see if they are really so majestic!"
