lcionline Chapter 216 Do You Think You Are Huo Yuanjia?
Chapter 216 Do You Think You Are Huo Yuanjia?
The greasy man's name is Shi Gouzi. He was a thug in South City two years ago. Sometimes he would act as a helper in the cattle and camel trades, stirring up trouble and squeezing people who were selling or selling livestock. Some people would not stand for the squeezing, but after being persuaded by others, a cow that could have been sold for twenty yuan might be sold for eighteen yuan.
At this time, the buyer has to give some rewards to those who help.
It's impossible to get rich doing this business, and it's good enough if you don't starve to death.
Unexpectedly, Shi Gouzi got lucky. He had a younger sister who was a beauty born in a remote mountain village. An old man in the maintenance association took a fancy to her and took her as his concubine.
This Shi Gouzi hung out in the streets all year round and was a good talker. As a result, he managed to get a job as deputy head of the South Suburbs First Self-Defense Corps.
Seeing the old shopkeeper trembling, Shi Gouzi pulled out a chicken bone and wiped it on the old shopkeeper's collar with his oily hands, "Shopkeeper, why are you trembling? Hurry up and give each table a chicken and a fish. After the brothers finish eating, they still have to carry out the mission! This is the mission of the Imperial Army. If you delay, I will want your head, okay?"
The twenty or so hooligans in the room burst into laughter.
In the back kitchen, the old shopkeeper's youngest son clenched his knife and rushed out, but was stopped by two shop assistants. "Young shopkeeper, young shopkeeper, we can't afford to offend these people. Let alone you holding a knife, even if you hold a foreign gun or a cannon, we are no match for them!"
The old shopkeeper in the front hall smiled bitterly and bowed, "General, General, we are a small business, how can we have so many chickens and fish? Please be flexible. We are all neighbors. We will meet each other sooner or later..."
Shi Gouzi laughed and said, "Okay, okay."
Then he pulled out a chicken drumstick from his waist and slammed it on the table, making a bang.
The old shopkeeper shuddered with fear.
"Boss, come and ask it. See if it agrees or not."
Shi Gouzi was very proud. The self-defense corps was not equipped with guns, but as the deputy head of the corps, he still had a pistol. This gun and the clothes on his body were his courage. Since he put on this clothes and carried this gun, he could walk with his back straight, and even lay on the bed in a much more majestic manner.
The old shopkeeper had no choice but to take out a dozen dollars and said, "Military officer, it's not that I don't want to serve you, it's just that this is a small business. I want to prepare so many chickens, ducks, fish and meat, but I don't have anywhere to buy them. I didn't serve you well today. Can you take this tea money and look for somewhere else?"
What Shi Gouzi wanted was money, but obviously, a dozen dollars could not satisfy his appetite. If he gave this amount of money to all the dozens of shops on a street, he would only make a few hundred dollars. After giving some to his brothers and some to his superiors as a gift, he would only have one or two hundred dollars in his hands.
In the past, one or two hundred dollars was a huge sum of money that Shi Gouzi would never dare to dream of, but now, after smoking two tubes of opium and spending two nights in Hanjia Hutong, the money was wasted.
"Boss, I see you are not young anymore, why are you so unreasonable? Are you paying this little money to send away a beggar?"
He stood up and looked around, "You neither cook for us nor give us money to buy food for the brothers. You make it very difficult for me!"
The shopkeeper was almost on his knees, he was so worried that he had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy when he heard a voice coming from outside.
"Difficult? If it's difficult, then don't do it!"
A handsome young man with shiny boots and a cloak fluttering in the wind walked in. It was Lin Ze.
Shi Gouzi glared at him, "Which unit are you from? This is the Self-Defense Corps business, get out of here!"
He did not dare to swear because the young man in front of him did not look like an ordinary person. Judging from his clothes and appearance, he looked like a patrol officer or something. But he was too young.
Lin Ze sneered, "What do you care what department I belong to? With a scumbag like you, with toad eyes, a shriveled mouth, and big buck teeth like a rabbit, do you have the right to talk to me?!"
When a soldier under Shi Gouzi heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The patrolmen who followed in laughed loudly and muttered, "This grandson is really ugly. Let's draw a picture of him and let the night watchman carry him. It will be more useful than bringing Zhong Kui with him!"
Shi Gouzi was furious. He concluded from the attire of the people coming in from behind that they were a bunch of stinky patrolmen!
Maybe it was the gang from the patrol station at Zuoanmen, but I've never heard of such a young man at the Zuoanmen patrol station?
Knowing that they were patrolmen, he was no longer afraid. He stepped on the stool with one foot and grabbed the gun on the table with his other hand and raised it up, "We are working for the Imperial Army, you stinky bunch..."
There was a loud noise, and Shi Gouzi saw more than a dozen guns and spears pointed at him. People kept coming in from outside, all with weapons.
A man shouted from outside, "Director! Wang Xiaoshou from the East Gate Patrol Station has arrived with forty patrolmen! Give the order!"
The chickens and dogs of the Self-Defense Corps in the house were all dumbfounded.
Shi Gouzi's face turned red and white. He didn't know whether to put down the gun he had raised, nor did he know whether to keep it held high.
Lin Ze took two steps forward and said, "You don't dare to shoot, what the hell are you doing with the gun?"
Then suddenly he kicked Shi Gouzi in the face. There was a cracking sound at first, and then Shi Gouzi let out a painful howl and fell face down on the ground, with the gun in his hand falling out of his hand.
[Ding! Detected host maliciously attacking the reserve armed personnel, reward: one hundred roast chickens]
Shi Gouzi knew that his calf was broken, and the pain at that moment made him break out in cold sweat on his face.
The self-defense corps members around were stunned at first, and then became chaotic. Their postures were extremely exaggerated. One shouted "bold", another shouted "insolent", and they were waving their arms and legs, but they refused to move forward, as if their feet had taken root. It was obvious that they had practiced their lower body kung fu very well.
Lin Ze laughed, "Director Su!"
Su Hongcai rushed in and said, "Yes!"
Lin Ze pointed at the gang of hooligans and said, "Look, look, are they from the Nanjiao Self-Defense Corps? I throw a steamed bun here, and even a dog can fight better than them!"
Shi Gouzi on the ground seemed to realize something, and struggled to take out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket, "I... have an ID, I am the first in the southern suburbs..."
Lin Ze snatched it away, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then used a lighter to light the certificate, then lit the cigarette with fire, and casually threw the burning certificate on the ground.
"Documents? What documents can prove that you are the best in the southern suburbs? Do you f*cking think you are Huo Yuanjia?"
The old shopkeeper was stunned.
Several people in the kitchen were lying at the door looking into the front hall. The young shopkeeper was so excited that his blood was boiling. He just wanted to shout, "Dad! I want to learn this!"