Chapter 922 The previous chapter: The Sixth Patriarch Qingpi, agreed on a big fight in the Drum Tower
There are two places where gangsters from Dagukou often go. One is the Daguan Tower of the theater in the northeast corner of the city, and the other is the Tianqingguan restaurant at Beiguankou.
Today, the waiters at Tianqing Hall are not standing at the welcoming table. They are just standing at the entrance of Tianqing Hall with a group of gangsters wearing Tsing Yi, wearing hats, and wearing the big shoes of the Five Ghosts.
At this stop, if you put on a good show, serious people traveling from north to south will not dare to stop here!
The waiter at Tianqing Pavilion had a grimace on his face and could only keep nodding and bowing to the regular customers: "Our restaurant is booked today, please move over!"
And six or seven people were sitting, each with a big horse and a golden sword, each with his own chair.
Some were dressed richly and sat on a stool with their bellies puffed out, or they were slouching on a chair with no formal posture. Some were wearing robes and looked like gentle scholars.
Those who can sit here are all famous gangsters in Dagu.
A few old gangsters with white beards and shiny beards walked out from behind. They were all ruthless characters from a famous town more than ten years ago.
An old gangster with only two fingers left on his left hand and only one little finger on his right hand was holding a copper smoke pot and smoking. He glanced around the crowd with his only remaining eye.
All the gangsters present bowed their hands and nodded to show respect.
The gangsters in Dagukou love to draw lots of life and death. Hundreds of years ago, when there were no rules, the gangsters would fight each other so hard that hundreds of people would be killed or injured.
Exterminating families, killing people, skinning them alive, and cruel methods are endless, making Dagukou unable to live in peace for a day.
This angered the major guilds and gangs on the river, in the capital, and in the north and south. In the end, the government gathered two major militia groups, 87 old men from all walks of life, the Nineteenth Route Boxing, and set up a fighting ring on both sides of the canal.
He forced to death the gangsters from eight famous families at that time.
There were hundreds of standing cages lined up outside the yamen gate, killing people one after another.
He is the only leader of the six gangsters left. Da Qingpi takes the lead in drawing lots of life and death. He takes turns going to the ring to compete in each house's special skills. He competes with Caobang in water-strength and fiber-drawing. The leader of the big gangsters bundles hundreds of kilograms of large rocks and brings them with him.
He sank into the river in shackles and never came up again. Seven or eight gangsters sank like this, all of whom were drawn to death.
The water ghosts of Caogang, those who clamor for drowning are not counted.
The gangster said: "Go down and see if our eyes are open. If one of us closes his eyes, it doesn't count!"
As expected, the live loach, which has the best water quality, went down to the river to see it, and went crazy after landing on the shore.
The Cao Gang recognized it for a while, just because those gangsters who drowned themselves alive were so resentful that they all turned into water ghosts. If they didn't recognize it, boats would not be able to cross this section of the river.
After pulling fiber again, the second big gangster stood up again and wanted to pull the copper boat.
Copper ships are large ships used to transport copper ore in Yunnan. Each one weighs more than millions of kilograms. The draft can only be used in the season when the water level of the Sancha River is the deepest. No one has ever pulled the fiber of a copper ship. This thing will be damaged if it is rubbed.
Damn it, how can I hold it back?
Naturally, the big bastard couldn't hold him back. Two-thirds of his body was rubbed off on the stone, and his whole body was rubbed from the soles of his feet to his chest. He was still breathing heavily!
People who hang out in the martial arts world also admire such ruthless people, so the Cao Gang gave up.
In the whole big fight, the gangsters picked seven or eight families, and the leading six were all dead!
One suffocated himself to death in the river;
One man pulling a copper boat lost most of his men;
A good juggler got into the frying pan;
A contestant in the Three Emperors Club broke sixteen of his ribs and cut out his belly to show others his internal organs.
The most powerful one competed with the Beggar Gang and begged for gold and silver from the gangsters. The gangsters sold iron to get him 80,000 taels of gold, poured it on his head, swallowed the gold water alive, and turned himself into a golden man.
The beggars could not get more than two hundred taels of silver.
The loyalty and loyalty cannot be compared, and the ruthlessness and forcefulness cannot be compared. So the beggars walked around the entrance of Dago, earning money for the gangsters - the job of asking for money through ruthlessness.
The last big gangster competes with the government!
The government summoned the famous torture experts from Beijing and Gu, and after using eighteen methods, even the most ruthless gangster would kowtow and beg for mercy, but the man remained silent, which made the world and the court acquiesce to the existence of people like Dagukou.
These six seniors were respectfully called Da Shuo by the gangsters.
The corpse sunk in the river, the half-cut human being, the fried bones, the open-belly Buddha, and the golden man, these five statues are very popular, and they are carried as sacrifices to worship during the New Year and festivals. They are regarded as ghosts and gods worshiped by the gangsters.
The last one has been locked in a prison by the imperial court. There is a mutilated corpse in the water prison that has not been touched for more than a hundred years.
All the gangsters who come in, no matter how little money they have, must sacrifice their best to this old man before they can enjoy it...
Since this incident hundreds of years ago, drawing black (death) lots has become a recognized rule among gangsters.
Everyone comes out to hang out and fight fiercely, all relying on the breath in their chests. If this breath is gone, he will become a rogue, the most unpopular "stinky dog ​​food" on the street, and no one will take him seriously. Even if he does it
No one would recognize what he was doing, even if he couldn’t survive in Dagukou!
These old gangsters have high status, not necessarily because of how many people they have brought before, but more because they are ruthless.
The one with one eye and three fingers, nicknamed "Zhang Sanzhi", has won the death lottery seven times. He is a living legend among the gangsters. Now he still has a share of the filial piety of the seven piers and streets!
Zhang used the remaining ring finger and index finger of his left hand to twist the pot, knocked it under his feet, and said: "Young students! It's not that I don't help you, it's because they follow the rules. We pot guys are fighting this big guy.
To gain a foothold in Gukou is to fight fiercely and win through serious competitions. If you lose, you have to admit it. If you don't recognize the rules, it will be broken! If the rules are broken, who can still stand?"
Sitting in the lower left corner was the gangster Yuan Laosan, who was lying on his back. He lifted up his clothes and opened his belly. There were seven or eight centipede-like wounds lying on it.
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A fierce light flashed in his triangular eyes, and he sneered: "Master Sanzhi, it's not that we want to break the rules, it's because dragons have been roaming the rivers and seas in Dagukou since ancient times, and snakes and rats have their way. He is a member of the religious sect, burns incense and worships the gods, and leads the temple gate
, instead of going to the incense-burning club, you come to the street to steal our food, this is a violation of the rules!"
Wang Haichuan, another big gangster, also agreed: "In Hebei Street, Tai Sui beheaded Huo Jiutou immediately, Dahong Bridge cut off all five limbs and drowned Lao Hai Zhang, and people in Tianqiao Market lit candles with oil and burned the gangster Liu to death. In one day,
Three big gangsters died in Dagukou. His Xuanzhen religion is too intimidating!"
Among the old gangsters, a semi-hemiplegic man with sparse hair and lying crookedly said calmly: "Didn't three people from his Xuanzhen sect also die? They are all the backbone of the sect. They dare to fight to the death and are ruthless. They are considered heroes."
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The three-fingered master nodded: "One life for another, it's only fair!"
Li Jin'ao, who was wearing a long gown and dressed like a scholar, suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly: "According to the old rules, draw a lottery to death! Fight with them..."
His words were like chisels, and he was very authoritative. Even though several other gangsters wanted to fight, they all stopped after hearing this.
After a while, someone brought a long wooden shelf, which was densely packed with wooden sticks.
This is the lottery that the old gangsters kept from the beginning of their fight.
Those who win this lottery without any regrets and shrink away will not only be scorned by their peers, but will also be stared at by the six patriarchs, causing harm to the whole family.
Hundreds of capable gangsters from the seven or eight pot guys came forward one by one and drew lots. Many young gangsters who wanted to make a name for themselves even voluntarily took the death lot. A total of twenty-eight black lotteries were drawn, and others were lined up.
More than eighty black and red lottery tickets are ready.
Even those big players drew lots.
Yuan Laosan glanced at his black mark and smiled coldly. At this time, he could not let go of his timidity. If he missed it, it would be called a "somersault" and no one would be able to obey him!
Wang Haichuan glanced at the black and red sign in his hand, exhaled from his nostrils, and snorted coldly.
Li Jin'ao put away the red sign and remained silent.
The big gangsters from all sides drew the death lottery at Tianqing Hall and notified the Xuanzhen Sect in Luo Temple. The method of notification was also unique. It was a gangster wearing a green robe, wearing a hat crookedly, and making trouble with the five ghosts.
Wearing large flower shoes, a belt tied around the waist, and trousers, wearing nothing on the upper body except the porter's strap on the forehead, with a flick of a step, he came to the front of the Luo Temple.
He pulled out a dagger from his trousers, stabbed it into his stomach, then took out his intestines and nailed it to the ground with the dagger, and walked towards the temple step by step.
On the way, I must be full of energy and read the letter of challenge word for word.
After the intestines were drained, I still had to walk three steps, and blood flowed all the way to the ground.
There is a name for this ruthless job called One Zhang Hong. If someone can go out at most three feet, he will definitely die. This is the most serious challenge issued by the gangsters. If they don't follow through, they will risk their lives and fight until death.
The man had walked two and a half feet, and his intestines had long been drained out! Half of his stomach had fallen down, and his internal organs were leaking out.
He couldn't stand, so two Xuanzhen Cult protectors on both sides lifted him up, one on the left and the other on the right. Deacon Crow took the blood-stained letter of challenge from his hand and carried it into the Luo Temple.
Qian Chen stood under the statue of the Three Saints, looking at the bloody scene at the wide open temple door, and couldn't help laughing: "What is this? You have a mace, and I have a Tianling Cap? It's just courage, it all depends on that breath.
, as long as it disperses in one breath, it is useless!”
"A truly courageous person has a hole in his liver and gallbladder, his hair is lofty, he is standing up and talking, he is the same person in life and death, and his promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold!"
"But people with strong bones are usually not ferocious. It is only in the sea that they can see their heroic nature... If they are fierce, there will be internal trouble. In the end, our sect has not been able to fulfill its righteousness. Even if it has the idea of ​​​​saving the world, it is still just bloody bravery, and the form is gone.
There is no one who has no regrets in life and death without regrets!"
When Qian Chen saw this, he just sighed and said to the deacons on his left and right: "If you are brave enough, why should I compete with those gangsters?"
"That's all! If he hadn't been so brave, he wouldn't have been able to send this letter of challenge to me!"
Qian Chen took the letter of challenge and glanced at the time and place.
The gangsters in Dagukou just can't get on the stage, and they use this kind of unscrupulous method to show off their power. In fact, why use this method if you want to send a letter of challenge? As long as you are polite and polite, Qian Chen will read the letter of challenge in person.
"I'll see you at the Drum Tower tomorrow at noon..."
In the large vat on the left side of Qian Chen, there is a piece of black Tai Sui soaking.
Three heads were floating up and down. Among them, the one of Protector Chai said: "Leader, let me send the letter!"
Qian Chen thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I want to come back and ask his people to bring our reply letter back the same way he asked his people to bring it!"
After reading it, he asked the crow to reply. The crow said: "If Mr. Tai Sui doesn't come out, it will be difficult for you to die. Take the reply back and say that these crooked melons and cracked dates in Dagokou are not worthy of our leader! I
Crow will meet them in person tomorrow!"
After saying that, Crow said calmly: "In order to prevent you from looking down on me, Crow, I really have to show off some tricks..."
He raised his hand and thrust it into his stomach, took out his own intestines, pricked a needle on the squirming pink flesh tube and wrote a verse, and stuffed it into the young gangster's stomach along with a reply.
Then he said to the young gangster who stared with his eyes wide and his breathing gradually became faster and faster: "Don't compete with us and try to hurt yourself by 800. We force you to have 1000. You can't compete with us."
Immediately, someone put the bastard with his open belly into a rickshaw and pulled him all the way back.
Chapter completed!