I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

The port where they docked was crowded with ships, and Lu Pingsheng and his cargo ship looked extremely inconspicuous among them.

When the boat was moored and passing through customs, Wei Miao saw with his own eyes that Brother Lu gave the cowboy some large yellow croakers.

Then, federal customs officers in uniform came on deck, collected the money, stamped the goods, moored the ship according to the instructions from the shore, and then unloaded the cargo at the shore.

As soon as the boat stopped, a group of people who were originally sitting on the wooden boards stood up and walked towards the boat.

The other laborers who were watching, seeing how large the group of people was, immediately took a break and continued to sit on the ground to bask in the sun.

Although it doesn't snow in Hong Kong Island in winter, it is still cold. A few of these laborers occasionally wear coats, but most of them are shirtless. Some wear pants on the lower body, while others wear thigh-high shorts.

The laborers the cowboys brought on board were all strong and sturdy, full of energy, unlike the other coolies on the horses' heads who had bare chests with their ribs visible.

The gang was very respectful to the cowboy, and she heard some of them call him "Brother Cow".

There was still no emotion on the cowboy's rather ordinary face, and he directed them to move things in an orderly manner.

"Didn't you say you didn't want a kid?"

The cowboy pointed at a dark and thin boy wearing only shorts and said.

The leading laborer quickly apologized with a smile:

"Brother, this is Xinzai. His father was beaten to death on the street by the foreign police a few days ago. He has an old mother and a sister at home. Bring him out to seek a way out."

Xinzai was only half a head taller than Wei Miao, had short hair close to his scalp, and big ears. At this moment, he stood behind the leading worker with some trepidation.

The cowboy stared at the laborer for a moment, and when he saw that the smile on his face was about to break, he said coldly:

"Rules are rules. Today you bring a kid whose father died, and tomorrow he brings a sister whose mother died. Is this gang going to become bigger and stronger?"

When Wei Miao heard the words “gang” and “become bigger and stronger”, he knew whose tone it was. . .

She curled her lips. What Xu Ayu said was right. Mr. Lu was the most capable young man!

When Lu Pingsheng came over, he happened to see the little devil's expression, looked at her forehead, raised his eyebrows and said:

"What evil idea are you thinking of again?"

Wei Miao motioned him to look over there, and he saw a half-grown boy kneeling in front of the cowboy in the crowd not far away.

"Brother, I asked everyone to take me on board. I am strong and can move things."

The cowboy stared at the boy's bent back, unmoved, and said to the leading laborer:

"Doesn't the gang provide subsidies for orphans and widows?"

The leading laborer looked as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant to do so.

"What? Just because I haven't shown up for a month, I don't have the right to know the situation?"

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and no one dared to speak.

The leading laborer made up his mind and was about to speak when he saw another group of people coming up on the deck.

Compared to those shirtless laborers tanned by the sun, this group of people were wearing long sleeves and long pants, looking very decent.

The leader was a fat, sturdy man with thick eyebrows and small eyes. The fat on his cheeks made his facial features squeezed together. He looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

"Brother Cowboy, long time no see. I thought you were dead out there."

When the fat man spoke, he tilted his head, drooped his eyes, and had a smile on his lips.

As he finished speaking, the group of younger brothers behind him burst into laughter. Someone walked forward and pulled the boy who was kneeling on the ground.

"You're a new kid, you're running here to kneel down for others, you might as well let your mother sleep with our fat brother..."

"Ah!" Xinzai hit the person who was speaking directly in the stomach with his head.

The other party was not willing to be outdone, so he stepped on the man and spat at him.

"You bastard, if you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you."

"What are you doing!" The people on the cowboys' side also stiffened their necks and confronted each other.

The atmosphere between the two sides suddenly became tense.

The cowboy glanced at Fatty, his eyes fell on his right hand, and turned to ask the foreman:

"Wasn't this person kicked out?"

The leading laborer hesitated and said, "He joined a new gang. When you were away, he always caused trouble for the brothers. More than a dozen brothers were injured, and most of the money was spent on hospitalization."

The cowboy's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "What gang?"

Fat Brother looked at the cowboy's calm expression and became furious.

This guy is crazy. He is in a gang and is not allowed to open opium dens and gambling houses, or to buy and sell women and children. What can these uneducated guys do?

Go to Queen's Road to be a staff star?

"Brother Cowboy, my eldest brother is now the thirteenth leader of the Qimen Gang. He is so happy eating, drinking, sleeping with beautiful women. You poor guys can only work hard and be poor all your life."

After Fatty finished speaking, he deliberately stretched out his wrist, revealing a shiny gold watch.

In the sunlight, the shining golden light hurts the eyes.

Wei Miao looked at his wrist with interest, and then said to Lu Pingsheng:

“It’s made of brass.”

Lu Pingsheng turned his head to look at her, "It must be what you said."

After that, he told Wei Miao: "We have a truck at the dock. After you load your things, take the truck home first."

Seeing Wei Miao nod, Lu Pingsheng put on sunglasses and a top hat and walked towards the cabin.

Not long after he went in, the tough crew members on the boat came out one after another.

One of them walked towards the cowboy and whispered something in his ear. The cowboy's eyes moved and finally he nodded slightly.

"What are you doing?"

In the blink of an eye, Fat Brother and his group, who had the upper hand, were surrounded by the crowd.

Just when he was about to bring out his eldest brother, he suddenly saw clearly what these people were holding in their hands and was immediately speechless.

"Two choices, jump from the left or jump from the right."

The cowboy pointed in the direction of the port and then pointed in the direction of the sea.

Fat Brother's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He wanted to beg for mercy, but was afraid of losing face in front of his brothers.

But can you be more tough than a gun?

So the twenty or thirty people that Fat Brother brought up jumped down from the high deck like dumplings.

When it was Fat Brother's turn, he crawled several times because his legs were weak, but he didn't flip over the side of the boat. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the cowboy, crying bitterly.

"Brother Cowboy, I was wrong. I am not a human being. I didn't recognize the real man. Please forgive me..."

The cowboy turned to the crew behind him and said, "Chop off the hand wearing the watch."

Before Fatty could react, someone grabbed his hand and stabbed it, leaving only his bleeding wrist.

The golden edges of his hands fell on the deck, staining it with bright liquid.

"Throw the man and his hand to the door of Qimen Thirteen's boss, and tell them to pay for the brothers' medical expenses."

The crew member nodded after hearing this, and with a wave of his hand, someone came forward and tried to stop the bleeding from Fatty's wrist.

Someone picked up the severed hand on the ground and threw it into an oil paper bag.

It was not until several men with guns got off the boat along the wooden boards that the workers and their team reacted.

"Brother is mighty!"

"Brother Cowboy is sharp!"

The cowboy waited until they had vented enough before waving his hand, "You've already wasted some time, get back to work."

The lead laborer swung his arms and assured, "Brother Cowboy, we will definitely not delay anything."

The cowboy's gaze rested on the new boy with sparkling eyes for a moment, and he uttered a faint "hmm".

He began to direct them to move Wei Miao's things first.