Siheyuan, don't yell at me

When Yang Laosan saw other ruffians joining in and speaking for him, he immediately became proud.

"Tianma Peking Opera Troupe, do you know?

Hey, you wouldn’t know even if I told you.

You guys have cleaner pockets than your faces.

It's just a troupe of actors, the men are handsome and the women are slutty, it's really fun."

"How do you enjoy it?"

"Don't interrupt me, are you still listening?

There is a woman named Liu Yuna in there, she is very attractive.

He is about 1.7 meters tall and has long legs.

Big eyes, high nose bridge, oval face, and two dimples when she smiles.

Ouch~

It can almost kill people.”

"Then what?

Okay, I'll light you a cigarette.

Go on, tell me how exciting it is."

"Hehe, it's big where it should be big, and it's curled where it should be curled.

Don’t ask me how I know this, I’ve experienced it myself.

Haha, thinking back on it now, my mouth is watering.

Don't you believe it? The young masters in the yard are tired of playing, so what's wrong with us dogs eating some leftovers?

You want to eat, but you can’t.

I just want to be a dog, a young master's dog. Does anyone have the opportunity to be one?"

Yang Laosan was so happy when he talked that he shook his head and felt that he was several levels higher than those ruffians.

It was not until the hooligans continued to flatter him and said several flattering words that Yang Laosan continued to speak.

"Why do I say that Master Chen is my best friend?

Do you know what kind of relationship is the strongest?

Do you want to say that you have carried guns together, walked together, and worked together?

Hehe, I, Yang Laosan, fooled Chen Yuna, and that also means I have fought with all the young masters, haha.

What’s even more amazing is something else.

Liu Yuna is dead. I led some people to do it."

The ruffians gasped and moved a little further away from Yang Lao San.

This group of people have done many immoral things such as making trouble out of nothing, fighting, and bullying good people.

But no one has ever done anything to harm someone's life.

Zhang Mazi patted his pounding heart and pretended to be dissatisfied.

"You, Yang Lao San, still have the guts to do this?

Who got beaten up by a waiter a few years ago for collecting protection money? "

When Yang Laosan saw Zhang Mazi exposing his shortcomings, he immediately became unhappy.

Under the influence of alcohol, he slammed the table heavily.

"Zhang Mazi, you are deliberately trying to make things difficult for me, right?"

Zhang Mazi winked at his two accomplices.

The two ruffians understood what he meant and pretended to stop Yang Laosan to give him a way out.

"Third brother, calm down, calm down.

No wonder Zhang Mazi didn't believe it. What you said is too mysterious.

What is the world like now?

If you let someone bleed, you can be sent to a farm for forced labor, so how dare you take someone's life?"

“That’s right, that’s right.

If you really committed that crime, would you still be able to sit here and drink and eat meat?"

When Yang Laosan saw someone stopping him, he sat back in his seat.

"What's wrong with killing someone?

For you, it's a big deal.

For the young masters in the courtyard, is that a big deal?

Speaking of which, it was Liu Yuna who didn't know what was good for her.

Young Master Wang is the son of a minister and he has taken a fancy to her, but she is so ignorant and unwilling to be his mistress?

Young Master Wang gave her some face at the beginning, but she actually didn't give Young Master Wang face.

Young Master Wang is not someone you can easily mess with. Within two days, he had Liu Yuna kidnapped and acted like a tyrant.

If Liu Yuna was more sensible, she wouldn't have to worry about her next life.

Guess what?

She actually wanted to report to the police, haha.

The government calmed Liu Yuna down and immediately sent someone to inform Young Master Wang. "

Yang Laosan was talking until his mouth was dry and he suddenly stopped.

He turned to Zhang Mazi and pointed to the tea on the table.

The ruffians were listening attentively and signaled Zhang Mazi to serve tea to Yang Laosan.

Zhang Mazi snorted coldly, but still picked up the tea bowl.

Yang Laosan took the tea, took a big sip, smacked his lips and exhaled exaggeratedly after finishing it.

"Ah~

Cool~

The tea served by Zhang Mazi is very sweet, haha~"

If it were in the past, Zhang Mazi would have turned the table over long ago.

Ever since Zhang Mazi and Lai Saner started the pigeon market, they have had at least a dozen people under their command.

In the nearby streets, everyone who saw him would call him Master Zhang.

Besides, with the old scoundrel He Daqing as his backer, he can also be on good terms with the people in the Security Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Who dares to argue with him, Zhang Mazi?

It seems that this bastard Yang Laosan was not lying and he really did climb up the social ladder.

Yang Laosan became more and more arrogant. He held the empty tea bowl in his hand and motioned Zhang Mazi to take it away.

Seeing that Zhang Mazi obeyed him again, Yang Laosan looked at Zhang Mazi with disdain, and then continued:

"Where did you say that?

By the way, Liu Yuna reported the case to the police, haha.

Our Young Master Wang's official rank is much higher than the one he reported, haha.

Needless to say, Liu Yuna fell into the hands of Young Master Wang again, and it was the official who delivered her to him personally.

Hehe, it’s also thanks to Liu Yuna’s ignorance.

Otherwise, how could I, Yang Lao San, have such a powerful woman? "

The ruffians stretched their necks and asked Yang Laosan to speak in more detail.

Yang Laosan squinted his eyes, as if he was recalling something.

"Hey, I won't tell you in detail.

Anyway, Young Master Wang took the lead, followed by Young Master Chen and others, and finally it was my turn, Yang Lao San.

Young Master Wang was very cruel. Afterwards, he cut the woman into pieces with his knife, leaving her with a bloody mess.

Don't go out and talk nonsense about this.

Otherwise, Young Master Wang will not forgive you.

If there is one guilty of this, we will all shoot you.

By the way, from now on, if anyone calls me Yang Laosan, don’t blame me for being angry with you.

Call me San Ye, you know?"

Zhang Mazi snorted coldly.

"Yang Lao San, you think you are a bastard? How dare you call me master?

Young Master Wang is Young Master Wang, and you are just a dog."

Yang Laosan slammed the table and stood up.

After pretending to be a bad guy and being arrogant for a long time, the damn Zhang Mazi actually dared to go against him.

"Zhang Mazi, even if I, Yang Lao San, am Young Master Wang's dog, I am not someone a jerk like you can afford to offend.

Do you know how Liu Yuna died?

I, together with Young Master Chen, threw her down from the third floor with my own hands.

Do you know how the official decided the case?

Liu Yuna committed suicide.

Zhang Mazi, you bastard, dare you challenge me again?

Believe it or not, I'll let you commit suicide once too?"

Zhang Mazi also stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and refused to be outdone.

"Yang Lao San, when I was out there, you were a piece of shit, still working as a gigolo behind the half-closed door.

No matter who you flatter, in my eyes, you are still that lowly toady."

Zhang Mazi, who had already received the exact information, could no longer tolerate Yang Laosan, the corrupt official.

He flipped the table and shouted:

"Erlu, Sanpaoer, beat him to death. Beat Yang Laosan, that lowly tortoise."