I understand more clearly that the trap Sun Yixie put for him at this moment is actually a kind of "literary battle".
The "literary battle" on the green forest road is not a comparison of reciting poems, but something else...
Take these protection fees as an example: when grabbing territory on weekdays, they usually decide whether to come to "literary" or "martial arts".
If there is a fight between the two sides, then the two sides will make an appointment in advance. Two groups of people will pick up the guys to compete on a large scale, and they will die and each will be determined to be destined. In the end, if they are beaten away first, they will be considered losing.
This form... there are, but very few, because no one is sure to win a large-scale melee like this; and as long as the fight starts, there will be deaths and injuries, and the number of casualties will definitely be greater than that of literary fights... Even if you win in the end, the medical expenses and settlement expenses will be far higher than that of literary fights; not to mention, military fights can easily attract people from the government.
And literary fights are different. The literary fights are: each side sends several representatives to come out and engage in "fighting fiercely".
For example, if you stand out, you will open your own scoop with a brick, and one will come across the street, and chop your hands with one knife. If you come here, take out your eyes and eat them as snacks, one will come across, and slander yourself on the spot, and then use his stuff as a food and drink.
You just said whether you dare or not?
I dare not, the territory belongs to others.
If you dare, then stand up and see what you can do to make the scalp on the other side numb.
And this "dare" must be voluntarily, and it is not possible to be forced.
Even if you are here to perform a shit today, you have to sit there, chew and suck, eat it in big mouthfuls, eat it voraciously, eat it voraciously, after eating a bowl full, you will stand up with your mouth and slap your chest, and shout, "Is there any more?"
This is fucking cruel.
If you stand up and shrink back there, look embarrassed, retching, or cry out in pain after being stabbed and bricked, then you will be too embarrassed. You don’t need to joke with each other, and your own people will beat you to death.
Those who have participated in the "literary battle", regardless of winning or losing, the gang will give you a bonus; if you don't die afterwards, you just suffer from some injuries or minor disabilities, and want to continue to get along with the "society" in the future, then you can get on the position with the "credit" of this literary battle; and if you are seriously disabled after the battle, you can't make it or die, the gang will give you a deposit.
Of course, this kind of thing might be the case. What if your gang will disband or the boss will run away after a while? Then you deserve to be in vain.
So luck is also very important for those who are involved in this industry.
If you are lucky, you go up and fight for a shot, and you will be injured for several months, and then you will be the eldest brother when you go out of the house. If you are not lucky, you will eat shit for nothing.
At present, Sun Yixie’s request was derived from this “literary struggle” culture.
What? Why did Sun Yixie know about this?
Is that obvious? What a big place is the fish market in Hangzhou? Before Brother Sun unified it, there must be literary fights every now and then. Haven’t he seen any "playing method"?
What is the boundary between these people who collect protection fees, what is the most effective way to provoke them, Brother Sun is clear about it.
He is now making a fuss about the unexpected humiliation of Constable Liu Kuai. On the one hand, he vented his anger for Liu Daling, and on the other hand, he is also the majesty of killing the bigger group of people again.
The older ones are now being held by Sun Yixie, which is also a difficult task: First of all, Liu Daling is also an official magistrate. He was humiliated by you for no reason, and you have no substantial expression. It is indeed your own fault. Although Sun Yixie had beaten the minion who caused the accident just now, it was the latter who asked him to apologize to Liu Daling, so the matter cannot be even.
According to the logic of being brave and fierce on the road, since you just asked Constable Liu to "drink hot soup with your face", and you are "all men", if you don't even dare to "repay a bowl" for each person, how can you gain a foothold here in the future?
But you really let each of them walk to the boiling soup pot and scoop a spoonful of them on their faces... Even if none of them retreated, they would become pig's heads after finishing.
What should I do?
At this time, the "rogues are pretending to be righteous" will begin to work...
"Young Master Sun is such a bad word." After thinking a little, he became quick to wisely and pointed to the minion who was still in a coma on the ground and said, "As the saying goes, one person does things, one person does it. Just now, this kid was blind and hit Brother Liu by chance. That should be his 'returning' to Brother Liu. What should he do with my other brothers?" He said, and then walked to the soup pot with great strides, "If Young Master Sun insists on refuting others, then he will blame me at most... As his boss, I have the responsibility of being a poor discipline; so I should give Brother Liu an explanation myself!"
After saying that, he didn't wait for Brother Sun to respond, and immediately lifted up his sleeves, stretched out his arms, and clamped the hot iron soup pot with the inside of his forearms.
At that moment, I could only hear a "squeak".
Have you heard of the iron plate barbecue?
This is probably the case when a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple branded a blue dragon and a white tiger on his arms...
After two seconds, he picked up the larger soup pot, and his face did not change his color. He walked to the side of the minion in three steps, and then... he poured a whole pot of boiling soup on the unconscious minion.
Don’t look at his actions very fast, he actually thought about every step he took and had some control.
I have seen the operation of pouring oil on food with a large spoon when cooking? It is different from pouring oil on slowly and quickly.
The bigger ones looked very powerful at this moment, but the damage he caused was lower.
In addition, there are also some special points in the pouring area... If this pot of boiling water is poured on a person's torso, it will be nothing more than a burn, and it will not die in a short period of time. However, if it is accidentally poured into the mouth and nose, it may lead to burns and blockage of the airway and death on the spot.
He didn't want to make any more troubles when he was older, so he avoided his head and basically poured it on the other party's back.
Of course, no matter how careful he is, it is just boiling water to pour people into water.
After this pot of soup, the minion immediately woke up from his coma and let out a heart-wrenching scream...
This guy didn't roll up his clothes in advance and used his skin and flesh to contact the high temperature; this guy was soaked in his clothes, so after being scalded, his clothes and flesh were stuck together with boiling water. In addition, he twitched and rolled on the yellow soil, and almost a layer of skin was torn off.
The people around him were watching this scene and many of them turned pale when they looked at it. They felt it hurt.
And this... is exactly the effect that is desired.
Now, he, the eldest brother, has already paid compensation for this Li'er; his two arms are really made into two pieces of flesh, and he has also personally "disposed" the person who causes trouble.
Your Constable Liu is nothing more than a little red with a burnt face. My brother has lost half his life. This should be even, right?
And I am not ashamed of myself as I am. After all, the hand of holding an iron pot with a naked arm is more than enough for ordinary people in the town to hold a town.
As for what Sun Yixie said before... it was too big to be considered as a guarantee, and even the lines showed that he had the style of protecting other brothers.
It can be said that after this round of unequal confrontation, the older ones were very clever in dealing with it. As Mr. Gong’s right-hand man, he really had two tricks.
"Why are you still standing there? Take him to the clinic, who are you here to show him?" After pouring boiling water, putting down the soup pot, he swung his arms, stood with his hands behind his back, and gave an order to other minions around him.
After the minions were ordered, they rushed forward and rushed to lift the brother who was still rolling on the ground and carried away.
At this time, the big guy looked at Sun and Liu again and said, "Sun Shaoxia, Brother Liu... If there is nothing else, then I will say goodbye."
Liu Daling no longer knew what to say now. All this happened too quickly, which made him a little overwhelmed.
Sun Yixie still squinted his eyes and replied with a smile: "Okay, big brother, we will have a date later...please."
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The words are divided into two ends.
When Sun Yixie was trying to get bigger in the Panyu market, Huang Donglai... also came to a restaurant in Dongguan.
This is Aji's industry.
We said in the previous chapter that the viewing fees for casinos, fireworks and willow alleys, and the protection fees for market vendors are the "basic foundations" of these green forest gangs.
So what is a serious business like a restaurant?
That is naturally an extra business outside the "basic base".
Whether this part of the business depends on the situation...
Generally speaking, those medium or slightly larger places that buy medium-sized or slightly larger places, such as inns, silk shops, antique shops, oil and salt shops, medicine shops, and specialized renting for land rent... Behind them are local tyrants, officials, or sects who are backed by the rivers. They are related to your Green Forest Road, which is a relationship that is not related to the rivers. If you come to touch other people's bowls, you have to consider whether you have the ability.
If the local martial arts sects are weak, then your Greenland gang may also occupy some serious business outside of the "basic market", medium and large, but if you catch up with the situation like the top CEO leading the team like Luoyang Zhengyi Sect a few years ago, with a hand-to-eye and dominating the entire side... Then you should be low-key and keep a business like the brothel casinos that are not involved in the business that is not involved in the face. In that environment, even the protection fee of the vegetable market may not be your turn.
Fortunately, there has not been such a very powerful martial arts sect in the Dongguan area over the years.
Therefore, the power of the Longmen Gang has developed quite well here.
Unlike those who like to recruit soldiers and expand their territory and seem to be rich and powerful, Ah Ya is a smiling tiger... He has a good mind, is cunning, and has done much better on the surface than he is bigger.
     Arch is more inclined to do more efficient and stable transactions that make money.
The restaurant in the west of Dongguan City, called "Zhentao Tower", is the best and most profitable restaurant in Ah Chi.
"Brother Ji, the person is here."
When the younger brother in charge of running errands came to Aji to report, Huang Donglai had already gone up to the second floor of Zhentao Building and came toward the private room where Aji was.
After hearing this, Ah Qi stood up and walked quickly to the door of the family.
Huang Donglai and him were a few meters away. Ah Qi had already folded his fists and bowed, laughing loudly: "Ha... I think this is Young Master Huang, I have long been famous and I am in Lin Huaiyi, which is..."
"Okay, okay, Ah, I know, chat in the house." Huang Donglai's attitude was so arrogant. He had only said halfway through the other party's words of hello, and he interrupted roughly, and passed by the other party by himself, and went into the house.
Not to mention Ah Chi's reaction, even the younger brothers around Ah Chi could not bear to see him inside and outside the house.
Who is your surname Huang? Even when the former leader Gong Lianjun was alive, he would not show this to Brother Ji.
But just as the little brothers were looking fierce and were about to attack Huang Donglai, Ah Qi quickly turned around and winked at them, so that they could all calm down and not move.
The boss has endured it, what else can you say?
So, Huang Donglai took his seat in such a big swagger.
Ah also returned to the seat just now and sat down. With his signature smile, he looked at Huang Donglai and said, "I have heard that Dongxixi and Xidu are unrestrained and unrestrained, and they are not particular about the details. When I see you today, it is indeed worthy of your reputation."
"Have you been famous?" Huang Donglai snorted coldly, "Hmph... 'eye-opening' is right?"
When Ah Yi heard this, he thought to himself: You kid are quite self-aware.
But he remained calm on the surface and continued, "Young Master Huang is really good at joking, haha... By the way, I don't know that Young Master Huang asked me to meet today because he wanted to..."
Chapter completed!