For a rough bottom-level organization like the Shit Gang, Huang Shengrong naturally has great authority as the gang leader.

Fang Zhengyi also felt that it was a bit disgusting to play, but it was indeed an efficient and easy-to-use method.

Everyone in the gang vomited and there was no possibility of going back.

The so-called authority and prestige also disappear without a trace under spitting.

After the joining ceremony was completed, Fang Zhengyi asked Zhang Biao to carry Huang Shengrong away.

At this time, Huang Shengrong had completely lost his mind and kept yelling and cursing.

On this trip, I lost my ears, my gang, and my face. In short, I lost everything.

In the end, after losing everything, Huang Shengrong was left with nothing but roars and endless hatred...

Afterwards, Fang Zhengyi opened a separate room for Huang Shengrong to receive his former subordinates.

The rest of the Shit Gang took action under the recommendation of the first batch of health team members.

Originally, we were just ordinary low-level workers, so who could we do the same work for?

With more wages, new clothes will be issued, and there will be a three-day trip every year. I would have never dared to think about such a life before!

So in the next few days, there was an endless stream of people coming to Huang Shengrong's room to spit, almost breaking the threshold.

At first, no one dared to spit in Huang Shengrong's face. Later, Zhang Biao pulled him into the yard and demonstrated it himself. With the large number of people, everyone became more courageous...

Huang Shengrong kept yelling and cursing the first day, and then stopped talking.

Perhaps the food provided by Fang Zhengyi was not very good. He seemed to have no appetite. It could be said that he had not eaten enough. He had lost a lot of weight and his mental state was also very poor.

I'm not thirsty, after all, there is always leakage.

Finally on the fifth day, the hellish life ended.

The last trace of Huang Shengrong's use value has been completely squeezed out.

A total of less than 4,000 people joined. According to Fang Zhengyi's guess, there must be at least 15,000 dung diggers in the capital.

It seems that Huang Shengrong's main power is limited to the area under the Beicheng Military and Horse Division.

However, he was already satisfied with having so many people join him, and there was no need for the Dung Gang members who came later to join the team to join the team.

There were a lot of dissatisfied voices among the last handful of former Shit Gang members. It was a lifelong regret that I didn't personally spit on the famous Shit Gang boss.

...........

Just one sunny morning.

Fang Zhengyi, Zhang Biao and Huang Shengrong were sitting in the courtyard of Fang Mansion.

There is also a pot of tea on the table, and white smoke drifts out from time to time.

Huang Shengrong was like an old monk in meditation, his face as calm as ever.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw it, but he felt it was too wicked and held it back.

At this time, after five days of nourishing with human essence extraction, super long-term hydration, and facial mask skin care, Huang Shengrong's whole body is whiter and tenderer than before, and the skin on his face also looks a lot smoother.

There is no murderous intention at all, he is as thin as a scholar, he is much more handsome, and he does not seem to have any mental problems.

Fang Zheng poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Do you hate me?"

Huang Shengrong shook his head: "I don't hate it. The past is like smoke. I just want to go home now."

"Okay, you can leave, but there is something I want to ask you before you leave. Who is behind you?"

Fang Zhengyi was actually not too curious about this question. He obviously didn't have any unforgettable enemies in the capital.

There is no serious conflict of interest with that person.

Huang Shengrong, this idiot, is most likely to use the reputation of his backer to seek personal revenge.

Huang Shengrong took a sip of tea and pursed his lips, perhaps feeling that it was a little too watery.

After a long time, he replied: "It's King Wu..."

"King Wu?" Fang Zheng frowned.

This was the second time he heard the name of King Wu since he came to Beijing. The last time was in the Cangxiang Pavilion.

In his eyes, King Wu has always been a useless snack. The liquor business in Taoyuan County has been cooperating with King Wu, but King Wu's performance has always been mediocre.

But seeing the sound operation of Zangxiang Pavilion, Fang Zheng felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think too much.

Maybe they are just good at running brothels?

I didn't expect that the Dung Gang was also connected with King Wu, so that would be unusual.

These low-level industries may seem inconspicuous, but they can often drive huge energy.

The brothel can be regarded as half an intelligence agency, and the Dung Gang has huge mobilization power at the bottom.

From this point of view, King Wu is definitely not the stereotype he was before.

Moreover, King Wu has never been to Taoyuan County, but he must have a good understanding of Taoyuan County through the housekeeper.

But why did he have to wait until he came to Beijing to think of contacting him?

"The King of Wu sent you to harm me?"

Huang Shengrong shook his head and said with a wry smile: "No, I have never met the King of Wu. It is the housekeeper who passes the news."

"Sigh... I just asked you to inquire about your situation. There is no malicious intention, that's all."

Well, that's quite right... but the feeling of being watched is really unpleasant.

"Why, how can I explain to King Wu after I fail this time?"

Huang Shengrong shook his head again: "I don't know. When the housekeeper comes to find me, he may not come to me. With such a big movement, he should have heard about me from other places."

"There's no point in asking again."

"With the Shit Gang gone, what are your plans now?"

"Monk."

"Where are the wife and children?"

"There is still some money at home, so there is no need to worry."

Fang Zheng nodded, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, it turned out that Huang Shengrong had been successfully initiated.

Did you find the shortcut to becoming a Buddha by yourself?

"Okay, you can leave now, but from today on, I want to know all the news that King Wu passes to you, including anything the butler says to you."

"You also have to try your best to help me find out more information, do you understand?"

Huang Shengrong shook his head without hesitation: "Impossible! I will be dead if King Wu finds out!"

"You have a house in the north of the city, and you keep two concubines privately. Your shrew boss lives in the south of the city. You have three sons, one is fourteen years old, and two are in elementary school. There are also two daughters who are waiting to be married...

..”

Fangzheng arrived calmly one by one.

"They have all been taken to Banshanfang now. Your children should go to school. Your daughter is eating and drinking well at home. My wife and concubines are all in the hospital. I have paid for the medical expenses."

"Think about it."

"Fang Zhengyi! You are shameless!" Huang Shengrong immediately broke his guard.

"The first day you met me?"

Huang Shengrong's originally peaceful state of mind was broken. He didn't expect that Fang Zhengyi would become so nasty after seven years?

After a while, he laughed again, shook his head and said, "Haha, I don't agree."

"There is absolutely no way you can touch my wife and children. I know you can't do it. I knew you were not this kind of person when you adopted orphans everywhere in Hengjiang City, and you also took care of your three uncles in the warehouse before. I

See clearly!"

Fang Zhengyi said calmly: "Yes, you understand me quite well. I won't kill them."

"But I can let your wife and concubine remarry repeatedly. Your two children who go to elementary school are beaten and scolded by their classmates every day. When they grow up, they don't have the confidence to pick up feces."

"Just think about it."

Huang Shengrong's face froze. The shamelessness of Fang Zhengyi after not seeing him for several years seemed beyond his imagination.

It’s okay to remarry if your wife dies, but it’s not okay for your children to be beaten every day!

After weighing for a long time, Huang Shengrong said in a deep voice: "Okay! I promise you! But I want to meet my family first."

"Okay, let's reunite you with your eldest wife first."

"That's not necessary! I'm leaving now!"
Chapter completed!