When Wang Dong, the ghost boy, saw the sudden appearance of more than two hundred fully armed soldiers, he was dumbfounded. What kind of battle was this? He also understood that this time he must have hit the wall. The opponent must have a military background.
Young Master, you look even more arrogant than your own "Prince".
They are a group of people who are accustomed to being arrogant and domineering based on the title of "Prince" and their father. As long as they are not people with official status, they are not afraid at all. They still beat and scold the servants of ordinary officials' families, because the person behind him "
The "King of Guangzhou" has immense power and profound background.
Some time ago, the "Prince" had a conflict with a certain county magistrate's son, and one of his eyes was broken. However, he was still suppressed. The "King of Guangzhou" opened fifty tables and apologized to everyone.
Even if this matter is in the past.
The average person Zhang Tai didn't take it seriously at all. When someone suddenly appeared and claimed to be the prince's palace, Zhang Tai didn't even listen and smashed him without paying protection money.
I could just smash the stalls and tear down the notices, but Zhang San and others could not disgrace Zhu Zhanzhen and rise up to resist.
If he was disobedient and resisted, it must be another gang that came to cause trouble. This made Zhang Tai angry, so he gave the order to beat him severely.
Ghost boy Wang Dong knows that the most important thing when working out is to know the current affairs. In the current situation, the opponent's regular army has overwhelmed him in numbers, so he must give in first, otherwise if they really fight, people like him will definitely die.
Everyone cherishes their lives, there is no need to risk their lives at this time.
"If you don't put down your sword, I will send you to see the Lord of Hell." Zhu Zhanyi said coldly.
Ghost boy Wang Dongfei threw the knife down knowing the current situation, and he and his younger brothers put down their weapons to signal surrender.
Zhu Zhanchen helped Zhang San and others up first. They all had bruises on their noses and swollen faces. There were also injuries on other parts of their bodies. Zhang San's hands and eyes looked broken.
Zhang Tai brought a lot of young people with him today. This group of stupid young people followed their elder brother. They also wanted to show off and fought very hard. An old gangster like Wang Dong has a seriousness to his attacks. He would not kill him unless necessary, but the stupid young people wanted to show off.
The youths were beating them to death, hitting their heads and faces with their fists, hitting them hard, picking up sticks and the like and hitting them hard.
"Zhang San, are you okay?"
How important are hands to craftsmen? Craftsmen in this era rely entirely on their craftsmanship to survive. If their hands are useless, they can’t do the work, and they will be useless.
Zhang San's eyes turned red and he said, "Your Highness, I'm afraid Zhang San won't be able to work for Your Highness in the future."
"Don't talk nonsense, I will find the best doctor to treat you. Even if you really can't use your hand, you will still be indispensable for my work here."
After comforting Zhang San, Zhu Zhanzhen stood up, with a fierce look on his face. Zhang San had turned down the already built factory and the increasingly better living environment in Yingtian Mansion without saying a word, and left his family behind to follow him to Guangzhou.
It’s only been a few days since I’ve been working hard in the government, and now my hand has been broken.
Moreover, his hand was not broken due to dislocation, but a rupture fracture of the arm. The arm is now completely twisted. In the current medical environment where surgery is impossible, it is basically impossible for the hand to be restored to its original shape.
I guess I didn't know who had the iron rod in his hand just now, and he smashed it into pieces.
Zhu Zhanchen walked up to the man known as "Prince" on the road. The man was still full of anger, but without the curses before, he did not dare to be arrogant when he saw so many troops.
"Your name is Prince, right?"
"I don't want to change my name, but I don't want to change my surname. I am Zhang Tai, the prince of the Chaozhou Gang. If you let me go now, I can forget about it, otherwise..."
snap
A slap fell on Zhang Tai's face in full view of everyone. The people around him had never seen the "Prince" who usually bullied and bullied the market in such an embarrassed state.
When the sky is crazy, it rains, and when people are crazy, there are difficulties.
Zhu Zhanzhen said coldly: "Answer the questions I asked you to answer, and don't talk any other nonsense."
"you……"
snap
Another slap: "Don't you understand?"
Zhang Tai finally became a little more honest now, but the murderous rage was still in his eyes. Being so humiliated in the street, he secretly vowed to kill Zhu Zhanyi.
Zhu Zhanzhen continued: "You are the prince, which means there is an emperor in your gang."
"Hmph, my father is called the King of Guangzhou. When my father comes to find you, I will make you die a miserable death." Zhang Tai glared at Zhu Zhanyang fiercely.
He is used to being overbearing, but now he doesn't know how to restrain himself. His subordinate Wang Dong is so anxious that he doesn't understand why people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
People, who are used to being wild, don't know how to restrain themselves when death is imminent.
"You still can't understand me? I only asked you to answer the questions I asked, and I didn't ask you to talk unnecessary nonsense."
"Come here, give him twenty slaps."
The guard stepped forward and, with the order, he slapped Zhang Tai hard with his casserole-sized palm, once or twice, until Zhang Tai's mouth was filled with blood and his teeth were knocked out.
His face was covered in blood, but he was really miserable. The corners of his mouth could no longer close, and blood and saliva were mixed together, flowing involuntarily.
"The person who beat me dared to pretend to be my father in his name, and he didn't know whether to live or die." Zhu Zhanzhen looked at the beaten Zhang Tai coldly.
Zhu Zhanzhen continued to ask: "Who is your father?"
"Ababa, Ababa..."
"Still don't understand?" Zhu Zhanzhen shook his head speechlessly, and was about to order another beating.
"Your Highness must have been beaten so hard that he couldn't speak." The guard next to him reminded him.
"You're quite heavy-handed, aren't you?"
"It's my subordinate's fault."
"What's wrong? I'll reward you with twenty silver coins." One slap and one tael of silver.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
The "Prince" could not speak for a short time, so Zhu Zhanzhen could only look at the group of people kneeling on the ground.
"These people are hitting each other, let's break one hand first."
"No, no." At this time, Chen Youshan arrived late. He was panting as he ran, and his speed could not keep up with the imperial army.
He ran to Zhu Zhanzhen and whispered: "Your Highness, no, this will leave a reputation for cruelty if the people see it."
"Why did I ever care?"
"It would be too cruel to cut someone's arm off in the street, and there are still so many people. It is too cruel to say it out loud. Your Highness wants to live in Guangzhou Mansion for a long time, and you cannot ruin your reputation because of these people."
"I live in a brothel, and you haven't stopped me."
"Being fond of beautiful women will only leave a conversation topic after dinner, but if you do this in the street, it will make people feel afraid."
Chen Youshan always thinks about Zhu Zhanzhen when doing things, but he has some of Yao Guangxiao's acting style.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"Your Highness, please take it back first. There are so many people and it's confusing."
Zhu Zhanzhen was angry that he had not avenged Zhang San, so Chen Youshan persuaded him again: "Your Highness has taken it back, and it is up to you to decide whether to kill or behead him."
Zhu Zhanzhen looked around. The ordinary people nearby were looking at him. He could see their lowered heads whispering. They might be discussing this fierce His Highness.
Right and wrong are never the focus of those who watch the excitement and spread rumors, but what the celebrities do is.
His reputation as a playboy is rumored outside, but only a few people have seen him with their own eyes. If so many people see him in the street, he will be punished more severely. Maybe he will be rumored to kill people in the street. This is not consistent with the legal system that he will implement in the future. Contradictory.
Trust is very difficult to establish. Zhu Zhanzhen's anger subsided a little. He glared at Zhang Tai and said, "Take it back first."
Zhu Zhanchen walked up to the ghost boy Wang Dong again, lowered his voice and said: "Go back and tell your boss that if you want to find me, come to Twenty-Four Bridge on a Moonlit Night. Just go find someone and get out."
I'd really like to see what kind of people you can find to meet me.
Except for this Wang Dong, Zhu Zhanzhen took everyone else back. Wang Dong looked like he was at least a small leader and had some brains, so he asked him to go out and spread the news.
Wang Dong rolled around and walked away.
Zhu Zhanzhen regained some sense, but also regretted that he had been too impulsive and committed too brutal a crime in the street. The reputation left behind would make the people afraid.
And he also thought that he would take this opportunity to find out the details of these private gangs in Guangzhou Prefecture. Dare to act so arrogantly, indicating that he was used to being domineering in the past, and there was no one behind him to protect him. That was impossible. He had to find out who was in control behind the scenes. With these gangsters.
He glanced at Zhang San's hand and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry about your hand, I will give you a satisfactory explanation."
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Wang Dong staggered back to the headquarters of [Xin Chao'an]. This is the gathering place of the Chaozhou Gang and currently the largest underground gang in Guangzhou Prefecture. It has been established for decades and is engaged in illegal activities such as collecting protection fees and smuggling. business, their leading restaurant, Zhang Zixing, is a middle-aged man with a scary scar on his face.
The earliest gang was called Chao'an. It was supported by Yongjia Marquis Zhu Liangzu when he was in Guangdong. At that time, he almost dominated the sky with one hand. However, after Yongjia Marquis Zhu Liangzu was convicted and beheaded, this gang called Chao'an also collapsed, but a new trend emerged within a few years. install.
They are still the same people, and the current leader of Xin Chao'an is Zhang Zixing, the son of the leader of the Chao'an Gang back then and known as the King of Guangzhou.
He is not as cautious and restrained as his father. The older he gets, the more arrogant and domineering he becomes. In the past two years, he has gradually become too arrogant. He also chose the title of King of Guangzhou himself. He loves to drink and drinks too much all the year round.
"What?!" After hearing Wang Dong's remarks about what happened today, Zhang Zixing, who was still drunk, stood up and stared angrily: "Let's go, take someone with me."
His face turned red, half from alcohol and half from anger.
"Brother, wait a minute. Don't be impulsive. The other party is leading troops and looks like a regular army."
"What happened to the army? The army in Guangzhou Prefecture still has to rely on my money to support it. You can go to Commander Zhang of the Dongwei Post in Guangzhou Prefecture and tell me that I am in trouble and want to borrow a soldier from Qianhu Post. I will I don’t believe it anymore, a boy from out of town can still ride on my head. Not to mention the military background, we have never seen people with father-in-law background, and they are not all greedy, lustful and brainless people."
"Brother, let's send someone to investigate first to see if any dignitaries have come recently. That person said he was from Yingtian Mansion." Wang Dong, the ghost boy, came up with an idea cautiously. He was not in contact with people at his level.
When it comes to matters at the top, he, who has been hanging out in gambling dens all year round, does not pay attention to the matter of a county prince coming to join the vassal.
Just like ordinary people in modern times who don't watch the news, some of them know when the mayor of their city will come, and many of them don't even know their names.
"Yingtian Mansion?" Zhang Zixing looked confused. He seemed to have heard somewhere that someone was coming to Yingtian Mansion, but he had been hungover a lot in the past few days and couldn't remember it for a while.
Zhang Zixing patted his groggy head. He had received the news, but he just drank and didn't take it to heart.