Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Brother Crow took a closer look and realized that it was really a narrow road for enemies to meet.

Isn’t the guy who sticks his head out the fat black guy who hit me this morning?

Even if I don't recognize this fat black guy, why can't I, Brother Crow, recognize him by the flowery shirt and flip-flops on his feet?

That was my brother Crow's favorite brand, but this fat guy had torn the threads off when he wore it.

Brother Crow took two steps back and pointed at He Daqing.

"Fatty, you want to be the first to do this, right?

I haven’t settled the matter with you this morning, and you dare to jump out.

If you have the guts, just wait here and I'll get someone to chop you to death!"

He Daqing didn't listen to Brother Crow's nonsense. He pulled away the stool and walked towards Brother Crow, wanting to teach Brother Crow a lesson.

Brother Crow knew that he was no match for the fat black man in front of him, so he quickly looked at his younger brothers, intending to let them block the attack.

But when I turned around, I found that my younger brothers had already run away.

A drop of cold sweat ran down Brother Crow's head, and without any hesitation, Brother Crow ran away.

A big hand tightly grasped Brother Crow's neck.

He picked up Brother Crow like catching a kitten.

He Daqing looked at Brother Crow, whose face had turned pale, with a grim smile, and said with a smile:

"Little Chicken, who did you just call fat?

what? "

This rhetorical question almost scared Brother Crow to death.

"Brother, I'm just kidding.

If I knew that this Zhutou Lane was your territory, I would never dare to come to your territory to cause trouble no matter what.

Brother, please let me go.

My boss is Sang Biao, do you know him?

It doesn't matter if no one else saw you hitting me this morning.

If you hit me in front of so many people, my boss will definitely be angry.

You don't want to offend Brother Sang Biao, do you? "

There was a "pop~" sound.

He Daqing slapped Brother Crow in the face.

“Sang Biao?

I do not recognize.

All I know is that you came to my territory to cause trouble.

Since you came to me for help, it is only natural for me to teach you a lesson.

Bald guy, come here.

Strip Brother Crow clean and leave him with only his underpants."

The bald guy looked worried and reminded in a low voice.

"Brother Xiao Ma, Sang Biao is the boss of Yau Ma Tei and the leader of the Sun Yee Shing Society!

Not to mention how good he is at fighting, he has hundreds of thugs under his command, and they are people we cannot afford to offend. We cannot afford to offend them."

He Daqing asked back.

"Our Kowloon Walled City is his Sun Yee Shing's territory?

If not, what's there to be afraid of?

This bastard took advantage of the illegal means and came to our Kowloon Walled City. We should teach him a lesson.

No matter how rampant the Sun Yee Shing is, can he really fight with the Sun Yee On over such a small matter?

Go and sit down as I said."

Old Man Guang was somewhat reluctant, but under the gaze of He Daqing, he and a few of his minions stripped Brother Crow naked and tied him up with ropes.

"Wait, no need to hang it up!

Take him to the streets and parade him. How dare he offend my brother Ma!"

He Daqing came up with a new idea and signaled the bald man to do it quickly.

After the bald guy escorted Brother Crow out of the noodle shop, He Daqing bowed to the owner of the noodle shop.

"Boss, is this protection fee worth paying?

If you pay the protection fee, I will protect you..."

The diners who were still eating noodles cheered. The more ferocious He Daqing became, the more likely those criminals would have to consider the consequences before coming to Zhutou Lane to cause trouble.

He Daqing boasted for a while, then left the noodle shop, ready to continue collecting protection fees from the remaining stores.

The bald guy just came back with his little brothers and Brother Crow.

At this time, Brother Crow's face was a little swollen again, probably because of the beating that Bald Guy and his brothers had just brought.

The bald man walked up to He Daqing with a charming smile.

"Brother Xiao Ma, this idiot dares to threaten me.

I gave him another lesson!"

“Well, well done!

Let's go and collect the remaining protection fee."

If there are sixty storefronts, if nothing goes wrong, we should be able to receive three thousand yuan in protection fees.

In the past, Zhutou Lane was a mess, with no order at all, and it was impossible to collect any protection fees.

If I can earn one thousand a month, it would be considered a great success.

Since they couldn't control the situation, the little thugs from outside came every few days to extort money and cause trouble for the shop owners.

The Wild Dog Brotherhood can still take care of those small scoundrels in groups of two or three to show their presence.

But for those who have some background, the Wild Dog Brotherhood dare not even fart.

When Curly Chen was around, there was still a little bit of dignity, and the ruffians outside didn't dare to go too far.

But when Curly Chen went in, all kinds of monsters jumped out.

Look, in just half a day, Brother Crow and Brother Cow Shit both showed up.

In fact, merchants doing business in Kowloon Walled City are not really resistant to protection fees.

The prerequisite is that you have to be able to control the situation.

He Daqing intimidated Brother Crow and Brother Cow Shit, and the shop owners in Zhutou Lane paid the protection fee very readily.

He Daqing didn't even have to show up in person, the bald guy had already collected all the protection fees.

Brother Crow, who was tilting his head, had his eyes light up and started to curse:

"Fatty, let go of your brother Crow, or I'll kill your whole family!"

He Daqing kicked Brother Crow and sent him flying into the middle of the road. Following the direction of the crowd's gaze, he saw a dozen thugs armed with machetes and sticks appearing at the street corner.

He Daqing picked up a rolling pin from the noodle shop and walked towards the thugs with a swagger.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

"What's wrong?

Give that little chicken a head start? "

The leading thug was holding a machete and flicked the blade with his fingers.

“My name is Sang Kun, Sang Biao is my brother!

Are you the Little Pony of some bullshit Wild Dog Brotherhood?

Those who dare to touch our society are really arrogant!

Don’t say that I have more people than you and I am bullying you. Now I will give you a way to survive.

Cut off three fingers to make amends to my brother!

Take another three thousand yuan and use it as my brother’s medicine expenses!

Also, crawl under my crotch..."

It has to be said that drilling into the crotch is a signature trick of hooligans, and He Daqing is very familiar with this.

However, He Daqing always lets others crawl into his crotch, but he doesn't have the habit of crawling into his crotch himself.

The rascal thought He Daqing was frightened silly, so he reached out to pat He Daqing on the face to add some fun to the show.

He Daqing raised his leg and kicked Sang Kun in the lower body, then raised his hand and used a rolling pin to knock Sang Kun to the ground.

Sang Kun's younger brother was unable to react immediately when he saw Sang Kun being beaten.

After several seconds, Sangkun's shouts were heard from the ground.

"Kill him for me..."

He Daqing picked up a rolling pin and hit them one by one, becoming more and more violent, until he had knocked down seven or eight people.

But they found that Sang Kun took the lead and ran away, and the rest of his brothers followed him.

He Daqing picked up a rolling pin and chased after him.

The kind with evil taste, that is, not chasing with all one's strength, but hitting the traitors with a stick from time to time to tease them.

The chase started from Pig Head Alley in Kowloon Walled City and continued all the way to Yau Ma Tei.

In full view of everyone, He Daqing kicked Sang Kun into the stinking ditch, then walked back swaggeringly, and pressed the cigarette butt on the face of one of Sang Kun's subordinates.