"You little bugs don't even care about whose territory this is, so you just come here to let loose! Are you tired of living?"
Several gangsters ran up the stairs "thump thump thump thump". Zhang Xueliang shook his head and smiled bitterly. Ma Xingkong glared at Shi Shi. Neither of them moved, eating melon seeds and drinking tea.
Shitou threw the melon seeds in his hand on the table, rolled up his sleeves, flicked the front of his clothes and stood up to fight at the stairwell. The gangsters were speechless at that time. Shitou was tall and strong, and the stairwell was narrow.
Whoever goes up will not get better. Some gangsters push me and I push you, but no one wants to go up.
"What do you mean? Go to Tongrentang quickly to find medicine!" The shopkeeper was frightened and wanted to step forward to help, but Chang San's head was full of blood and he couldn't do anything. He quickly ordered his assistant to find medicine.
Chang San covered his head with one hand and pointed at the stairs with the other and cursed loudly. He didn't dare to go up. There were seven or eight people in Ma Xingkong's group upstairs. He and his men combined were only four people. If they really wanted to take action,
You'll definitely suffer a loss.
"Boy! Don't leave if you have the guts! You wait for grandpa!" Chang San is a smart man, he will not suffer a loss and will not sit next to a bowl of tea in vain. He took a big step and walked out the door. He was already on the stairs.
Several minions hurriedly came down, cursed Ma Xingkong and his gang, and followed Chang Shan out. They even forgot to take Chang San's birdcage with them.
Han Xiaomo let out a long sigh: "Young Marshal, I think we'd better go! This Chang San is not easy to mess with. He stamped his feet on the overpass and the ground shook. Yuan Shikai is looking for you everywhere, so don't cause trouble!"
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"What are you afraid of? I don't believe these gangsters can fight against the law of heaven?" Shitou turned around and returned to his work, grabbing a handful of melon seeds and eating them.
"Brother? Look..." Zhang Xueliang asked Ma Xingkong.
Ma Xingkong drank the tea from the bowl: "What Shopkeeper Han said is right. We want to fight Yuan Shikai. We have few people and we are on his territory. It is best not to make any publicity. It is better not to provoke this kind of gangster who knows Yuan Shikai! Let's go.
Bar!"
"Yes, yes! Brother Ma is right! Marshal! Let's go back to the leather goods shop!" Han Xiaomo quickly got up and went to settle the accounts with the shopkeeper.
When they came down the stairs, all the tea guests in the hall looked at them and talked about them. They had never seen these people before, or they had great backgrounds, or they were fools who didn't know how powerful Chang San was.
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The father and daughter who sang the drum knelt down in front of Shitou, thanking Shitou for his life-saving grace. Shitou grinned widely, showing the unique frankness of Nanhe people, and hurriedly helped the two fathers and daughters up. The shopkeeper ran over and said, "You still have to do it?"
Let's go. If you offend Chang San, he will chop you into pieces if he sees you, and you can't stay here anymore!" The shopkeeper turned back to the father and daughter who were singing drums and said: "This is the account for the past few days.
, take it, and leave quickly, it’s best to leave the overpass, leave Beijing, and escape as far away as possible!”
Seeing that the shopkeeper was not joking, Shitou did not expect that his anger would cause such a big trouble for the father and daughter. He turned to look at Ma Xingkong. Ma Xingkong sighed and asked Zhang Xueliang: "Second brother, what are you doing?
Brother, how many oceans are there!"
Without saying a word, Zhang Xueliang took out all the money he had in his pocket. Ma Xingkong put these in the hands of the father and daughter: "Old man, I'm sorry, we have caused trouble for you. You can take the money and listen to the shopkeeper.
Leave quickly!"
The old man was holding a large sum of money. The money was enough to last the father and daughter for several years. Everyone in the teahouse was speculating on the origins of Ma Xingkong and others. At this moment, the street outside the teahouse was already in chaos.
There was a lot of yelling, yelling, and swearing words.
"It's broken! It's broken! Chang San is here!" Han Xiaomo knew something was wrong as soon as he heard it.
"Grandson, get out of here if you can!" Outside the teahouse, Chang San had a white cloth wrapped around his head, and the pair of jade stone balls in his hands had been replaced by a shining dagger. A large group of gangsters stood in a twisted position.
Around Chang San, there are guys from all generations in hand ready to take action. The battle formation looks quite big, and if it comes to a real fight, they may not be the opponents of Ma Xingkong and others.
Shitou was the first to stand up. A boy next to Chang San said hurriedly: "Third Master, it was this boy who did it!"
According to Beijing's custom, if you want to start a fight, you must first announce your own name, and then some old gangsters hidden in the crowd will come out to smooth things over, either losing money, or constantly cutting off hands and feet. If you can't agree, then start fighting until one party admits defeat.
So far, and then talking again, in short, there is a set of old rules that have been passed down for several generations.
Chang San pointed at the stone with his dagger: "Plant willows in front of the door and plant locust mulberries in the backyard. Grandson, please tell me your name?"
"Where do you care grandpa comes from? If you want to take action, hurry up, I'm still busy?"
"Oh! Is this kid still a green boy?" Chang San's words made the gangsters burst into laughter.
After everyone stopped laughing, Chang San said: "It turns out that I'm not from the road, but from outside. No wonder you are so stunned. You didn't even ask me what your grandfather and I do. It seems that you are feeling uncomfortable today!"
Shitou opened his posture, made a provocative gesture with his right hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry about who I am, I don't want to know which cave you came out from. Come if you can. Grandpa, I have been busy these past two days.
You guys just give me some practice!"
"Third Master, don't talk nonsense to this kid. Watch me go up and destroy him!"
A guy took advantage of his three-legged cat skills and punched Shitou in the face. Shitou flipped his wrist and used the same move he used against Dong Feihu, giving the kid a bad beating. The kid who fell couldn't turn around for a long time.
Come on. There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.
"I didn't expect you to have a chance, brothers, go ahead and destroy this kid!" Chang San waved his dagger, and a large group of gangsters rushed towards him.
Ma Xingkong and others couldn't just watch. People on both sides started fighting at the entrance of the teahouse. The people around them hurriedly evaded, fearing that they would be harmed. The teahouse owner saw that the situation was not good, and when Ma Xingkong and others just waited
After leaving the store, he immediately ordered the waiter to close the door. Ma Xingkong was bleeding from the knife head, and Zhang Xueliang's men were all selected by Zhang Zuolin. Although there were many gangsters, they fell behind in a short time.
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Ma Xingkong spotted Chang San, and he dodged a few times and rushed towards Chang San. Chang San shouted and ordered the gangsters to take action. Suddenly he saw Ma Xingkong and rushed towards him with his dagger in hand. He thought Ma Xingkong was old.
He was small, but his body was strong. Chang San regretted it when he actually moved his hands. Just after three moves, Ma Xingkong used the "Bagua Zhang" move, and the dagger in Chang San's hand had already reached Ma Xingkong's hand.
Ma Xingkong dodged and turned behind Chang San. When Chang San reacted, a big hand had already clasped his neck. The cold dagger pierced the skin, and warm blood flowed into his collar with one finger.
"Stop everyone!" Ma Xingkong shouted. Only then did the gangsters see clearly that the boss had been restrained, and they hurriedly stopped, still saying threatening words.
"Grandson, if you can, kill grandpa, or else let's see how grandpa deals with you!" Although Chang San was restrained, he did not hesitate at all.
"Okay! Since you have this request, I will grant it to you!" The dagger in Ma Xingkong's hand became deeper.