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Chapter 82: Bloody Rainy Night (2)

Li Changan was indeed suppressing something in his heart.

Trembling, panic, hesitation, cruelty... and a little bit of excitement that I didn't notice.

Walking on the street holding an oilcloth umbrella,

Although Li Changan kept looking forward, his eyes were a little empty.

Not far away, Song Anmin and several veterans were following him slowly.

Walking into Xiwanfang, from time to time, veteran figures appeared from the walls or from corners. They all clasped their fists at Li Changan and said, "Sir."

Li Changan nodded in greeting.

When they came to the yard, everyone except Tian Huaqiang's group was present.

Ding Changwang's eyes sparkled. The more he studied the folding crossbow during this period, the more he admired Li Changan.

When he saw Li Changan, he immediately clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Sir."

"Uncle Ding."

Li Changan walked up the steps under the attention of many veterans.

"Sir, give me the order." Song Anmin was the first to speak.

"Please give me the order, Master."

All the veterans in the yard saluted in unison.

Li Changan put down his umbrella and let the rain fall on him.

The weather is getting warmer, but the drizzle is falling, and there is still a slight chill.

His eyes passed over all the veterans, and Li Changan's voice became a little heavier, "Everyone who has returned from the northern border has gone through hundreds of battles."

"Using all your skills on local ruffians is just killing a chicken with a sledgehammer."

"But this is a war. Even if the scale is small enough to be ignored, we cannot take it lightly."

"The conflict between the two major gangs has been provoked. With this protective umbrella, as long as your actions remain secret, no one in the government will notice."

After saying that, Li Changan bowed and saluted.

"If this operation fails, there will be another one. We have plenty of opportunities...so, please come back safely."

"Bang bang bang..."

After Li Changan finished speaking, all the veterans punched their chests and left without saying a word.

"Brother Song, be sure to keep an eye on those leaders and look for the right opportunity to act tonight. We have to steal and change things without anyone noticing."

Song Anmin nodded and said, "Don't worry, sir. When it comes to doing business, you guys are still a little new to it, but you are very proficient in this kind of thing."

"Please, Brother Song." Li Changan said solemnly,

"This conflict is an opportunity. Although it will soon stop under the suppression of the government, it is not surprising that there are nearly a thousand people in the two gangs, and dozens of people will die."

"This is the first level of the operation. Uncle Ding's archers are responsible for precise killing."

"The most important ones are Brother Song and Brother Tian."

"Brother Song will replace some of the leaders of the Longhu Gang, and Brother Tian can strive for a higher status in the Longhu Gang openly and honestly after this conflict."

It was only then that Li Changan revealed the entire plan.

Even though they had already speculated before, after hearing it, both Zhang Fugui and Song Anmin still felt chills on their backs.

Li Changan has never been on the battlefield, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is just talking about war on paper.

But even this paper talk still shows a shocking side.

Most people would think that these small conflicts would not cause such a stir, but Li Changan did it, and it was so cruel that it made people's hair stand on end.

Even if you are facing low-class gangsters, you are still cautious.

He is simply a monster born for the battlefield.

Song Anmin also turned around and walked into the rain curtain.

In the yard, only Li Changan and Zhang Fugui were left.

"Uncle Zhang, what you said I did...is that right?"

Zhang Fugui said, "I regard you as my nephew. Even if you will eventually experience life and death in the future, I don't want you to get blood on your hands so early."

"But seeing you like this makes me feel happy. For your family and your brothers, you are right to do this!"

"Because of you, the casualties of our brothers will be minimized. After this operation is over, everyone will be able to be stable for at least a while."

Li Changan nodded, his shoulders slowly relaxed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief at the rainy sky, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Fugui asked the question in his mind, "According to your plan, are we going to replace the Longhu Gang?"

"Yes, if you want to prevent the enemy from threatening you, the surest way is to make the enemy disappear." Li Changan looked at the willow tree in the yard that had sprouted.

"This conflict is only the first step. Once we find out the relationship between the leader of the Longhu Gang and the eighth-level Dianshi, we can proceed to the next step."

"In the end, the Longhu Gang is just a shell, and the body has already been changed inside."

Zhang Fugui frowned slightly, "Are we going to keep doing these dirty things in the future?"

"Of course not." Li Changan shook his head, "The gangs dominate and oppress the common people. What is it for in the end? Isn't it just for money?"

"If we change the world, we can act according to our own rules within our sphere of influence."

"For the sake of money, we have the more profitable Wangfuji. There is no need to charge those monthly fees."

Li Changan turned around and walked under the eaves, carrying two bamboo stools, and sat on one with Zhang Fugui.

"Brother Song has discovered a lot of things during this period. These gangs are just money-making tools for the government, used to suck the blood of ordinary people."

"Chang'an can't guarantee that in other places, at least in places where we can make the decision, we can give ordinary people a way to survive, so that brothers can hold their chests high."

When talking about this, Li Changan couldn't help but think of Yan Qingshi's grandfather.

That old man who barely made a living was frightened and had to bear an unnecessary burden just because of those gangsters.

But even so, the old man still wanted to return the five taels of silver to Li Changan, even if it was already worse for him.

"We make the decision ourselves?" Zhang Fugui had a different look in his eyes.

The word was so unfamiliar that it put him in a trance.

I still have these brothers, when have I ever made the decision on my own?

"Make the decision yourself!" Li Changan nodded affirmatively,

"Instead of pinning our fate on the kindness of others, we should make our own decisions."

Zhang Fugui's heart beat violently unconsciously, and his heart, which had been dead long ago on the northern battlefield, seemed to be alive again.

The look he looked at Li Changan became more and more complex.

Neither of them spoke anymore, quietly waiting for the result.

The spring rain is continuous and shows no signs of abating.

By noon, no one had come back.

Zhang Fugui took two pieces of noodles and the two of them shared them.

At Shen Shi (three o'clock in the afternoon), a veteran appeared in the yard, "Sir, the Longhu Gang and the Xicun Faction are already fighting, and Old Ding has started to take action."

Shortly after the veteran left, another veteran who had been a scout came and said, "The Longhu Gang killed eight people, all of them using folding crossbows."

"Xicun sent five people to death. According to the master's instructions, they were killed with a long knife."



It was still afternoon, but the sky was already dark as if it was night.

Li Changan sat on the bamboo bench, looking at the willow trees in the yard without saying a word, his lips tightly closed and slightly white.

Each report, although just a cold number, represents the disappearance of fresh lives.

This is not a game, this is life.

He has been comforting himself.

In this world, except for close relatives and family members, everyone else is just NPC.

But when these people really lost their lives because of his few words, he found that these words really couldn't convince him.

There was a faint irony smell in my throat.

At this time, another veteran came, but this time instead of reporting the situation, he came with five people under his escort.

It was the gangster who took action in Goulan that day, and the bastard who wanted to take action against his sister-in-law and little sister!


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