The life of Lao Liu since 1944

Hou Jie had just arrived at the market. A waiter quickly opened the door for him. When he entered the yard, he saw a large crowd of people, all of whom clasped their fists and said "Boss".

Hou Jie looked at these people with a frown on his face. It had only been a short time! These people had expanded to this point like popping beans. With so many people, he was really under some pressure.

"owner"

Hou Jie nodded and said with a little joy. "Brothers, we are doing a serious business. Don't act like we are worshipping the big brother of the gang. It will have a bad influence."

Hou Jie started to be polite. If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it. "Brothers, you have worked hard during this period. Thank you for your help. When you get off work, each of you should take five pounds of flour and one pound of meat home as a token of gratitude."

"Thank you, sir," everyone thanked in unison.

After walking into the hall and sitting down for a while, Zhang Dalong came over, looking a little groggy, hesitant to speak. Zhang Dalong has been very busy during this period, how old is he! With so many people following him, he was very flustered for a few days. The boss didn't care about anything and threw everything to him. But thinking about life at home, he had to tough it out.

Hou Jie saw his appearance and wondered if he was in trouble. He was still young! He would panic when something happened.

"What's wrong, Dalong? Just tell me what's going on."

"Boss, our business has been targeted. In the past two days, people have been causing trouble for us."

"Oh, did you find out who it is?"

"Well, we found out that they are a group of street thugs who make a living by collecting protection fees. The leader is Scar Li. Today, two brothers who were watching the stall were kidnapped by them. They told us to take 2000 yuan to the Shuangjing ruined temple to redeem them, and we have to pay 1000 yuan in protection fees every month."

Hou Jie was so angry that he laughed. Although he knew that the underworld was arrogant in this world, he didn't expect that he would be bullied so soon. He was no longer as hesitant as he was at the beginning to kill someone. In the past year, he has become very brave. As long as they are bad guys, they are no different from chickens and ducks in his eyes. If he is in a bad mood, he can kill them at any time.

"Come on, take me to see it." Hou Jie greeted Zhang Dalong, stood up and walked out.

When I got to the door, I saw the expectant eyes of the brothers who had gathered around me. From their expressions, I knew that everyone knew what was going on.

When Hou Jie told them his plan, they were all very angry and asked to go with him to give them a good beating.

Hou Jie laughed loudly, and did not refuse. He said nonchalantly, "Okay, today I will take you to the dragon's den and the tiger's lair."

He said, "Bring good guys with you."

"Yes, Master,"

Hou Jie knew very well that this matter could not be let go and he could not let others bully him. If he could not suppress this incident, he would not be able to do business in the future. Sometimes, hooligans would come to cause trouble and extort money.

Hou Jie generously promised, "Don't worry, everyone who goes this time will get 20 yuan, 100 kilograms of flour, and 10 kilograms of pork. I'll take care of the injured."

Everyone was very excited.

The emperor has plenty of hungry soldiers. Let's go eat something first. Keep your spirits up and strengthen your courage.

"Okay" these people were also laughing and looked nonchalant, not taking it seriously at all.

Hou Jie always kept a low profile, silently in the crowd, with a calm and sharp gaze, looking at the brothers around him one by one. He noticed that they did not show obvious panic or anxiety in the face of the current situation, but seemed quite calm, as if they were already accustomed to such incidents and used to surviving and dealing with challenges in an environment full of dangers. In this complex and jungle era, people who have been tempered are indeed not easy to pick on, Hou Jie secretly commented in his heart.

Hou Jie waved his hand decisively, and in an instant, twenty or thirty strong men behind him responded to his call and followed him with firm steps. The team they formed formed a rather spectacular scenery at the entrance of the alley. Pedestrians on the road consciously avoided this group of menacing teams, watching from a distance, not daring to approach, let alone provoke them easily.

At this time, gangs in the city of Beijing have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. They are bounded by region, similar interests, or interests, forming complex spheres of influence. In order to compete for territory, resources, and power, these gangs fight overtly and covertly, and oppress each other, causing the entire city's social order to fall into chaos and disorder.

In this land, gang members are often active in the streets and alleys, and their words, actions, and the way they are close to each other make ordinary people avoid them. Ordinary people live in dire straits, and the last thing they want to do is to get involved in the disputes between gangs, for fear that they will be involved and get into trouble.

Especially when seeing those gang members, some of whom are rude, some are cunning, and some are fierce and brutal, the hearts of the people are filled with fear and disgust.

They not only caused great damage to social order, but also brought great troubles and threats to people's daily lives.

After strolling with everyone for about twenty minutes, he found himself in a corner of a bustling street market, surrounded by all kinds of small vendors.

Some of them displayed fresh and tempting fruits, some sold a variety of handicrafts, and some cooked delicious snacks. The sounds of their hawkers shouting were heard one after another.

These sounds are interwoven together like a symphony of life, with a strong sense of fireworks, warm and real, and very lively.

"Cooked pancakes, delicious cooked pancakes."

"Dabangzi wonton" has delicious meat filling.

“Chaos, if it doesn’t taste good, you don’t have to pay”

Hou Jie heard the shouting and smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat wonton today."

The waiter Ma Wu was indeed the smartest one. He rolled his eyes and ran over quickly with a smile.

He put the bench down, wiped it with his sleeve, and said with a smile, "Boss, please sit down." The other waiters followed suit.

Hou Jie was very satisfied and polite, and walked towards the bench that Ma Wu had put down.

A group of people came over, causing a commotion around, and everyone quickly made way for them.

A girl in school uniform who had just sat down hurriedly pulled her friend away and whispered

"Who are these people? They look so vicious! Let's go eat somewhere else!"

The girl next to him also patted her chest with lingering fear and said, "Let's go quickly!"

The boss looked at someone coming, smiled bitterly at first, then moved closer.

"Gentlemen, what would you like to eat?"

Hou Jie looked at the boss and laughed, "Boss, don't be afraid, I brought my friends here to have dinner. Even though they look scary, they are all good people.

"A big bowl of wontons, make as much as you want, and you'll be full"

The boss was a middle-aged man. He looked at them again and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought they were gang members and said with a smile, "Don't blame me, sir."

He draped the white towel over his shoulders and turned around to go about his work.

There were also many people eating at the stalls nearby. There were a few big men with tattoos all over their bodies, bragging loudly.

"I'm telling you, Lao Liu, I made a big deal with the boss today, it's a shame you're not here."

The guys started to cheer, "Really? What did you do with the boss? Say goodbye and make your brothers happy too.

It was obvious that the big man was very satisfied with Zhidao's reaction and looked very proud of it.