Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao was very surprised. It had been ten years since the founding of the country, so how come there were still gangsters so rampant with knives in their hands?

At this time, he saw the giant Lian Hu slowly stand up and throw away the sheep bones in his hand. Dabao then realized that he had underestimated Lian Hu's size. My goodness, Lian Hu was about two meters and twenty-three meters tall, with a small head that was shaved black, and a neck as thick as an adult's thigh. Dabao compared his arms and found sadly that his small arms might not be able to strangle Lian Hu to death.

It was still a little chilly in the morning. Lian Hu was only wearing a coarse cloth vest, revealing his bulging muscles. Even the American MMA star Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson couldn't compare to him.

Take Lian Hu for example, if he were in the future, he would definitely be a world-class NBA star.

But what attracted Dabao's attention even more was that Lian Hu stood up, revealing a person in the dark corner. Dabao was sure that he had never seen this person when he came in just now.

The man was about thirty or forty years old, with some gray hair, but it was neatly combed. His facial features were very delicate. The only regret was that his left ear seemed to have been cut off with a knife, and after being sutured, it was pulled together to form a tumor. He was wearing a white cotton jacket and sitting quietly on a bench, gnawing on a sheep bone.

Dabao knew in his heart that this person must be Lian Cuihua, the little-eared girl. Just based on his calmness, he was definitely not an ordinary person.

Lian Hu grabbed an iron rod leaning against the wall and strode to the middle of the alley and stood there. The five big men also drew their curved blades from their waists. Under the illumination of the street lamps, the cold light flashed.

At this time, everyone in Pigeon City realized something was wrong and ran out from another alley. Three big men ran over and saw this scene. Without saying a word, they pulled out their knives and stood behind Lian Hu.

The men in black rushed to the entrance of the alley, layer upon layer, row upon row, staring at Lian Hu and his gang with sinister eyes.

Dabao hid in the dark, frowning. He knew that there were gangsters in the capital. These people were like rats in the gutter, impossible to kill or disperse, but he didn't expect that they would become so large-scale.

It would be normal if Xiao Erduo only had these few apprentices. He could rely on one or several big men to run a pigeon market to support his family.

But what if there are 20 or 30 people? That's unusual.

At this time, a drizzle fell from the sky. The first rain of the year finally came. Unfortunately, such rain can only wet clothes and is of no help for farming. It is worse than a child's urine.

A slit appeared in the crowd of black people, and a bald man in his forties walked out empty-handed. There was a scar on his forehead, as if it had been cut by a knife, making his face look very ferocious.

He stood five steps away from Lian Hu. No one dared to get within three steps of Lian Hu. He was not a fool. If his head was hit by such a thick iron stick, it would definitely be like a rotten watermelon.

The bald man called out in a deep voice: "Little Ear, what do you think about what I said?"

Little Ear threw away the sheep bones in his hand, took the towel handed to him by an apprentice, and wiped his hands slowly.

"Dengzhao, you brought so many people here, are you trying to force me to agree?"

Dengzhao's real name is Zhuo Siyi, and he is also a well-known figure in the Beijing underworld. He is similar to Xiao Erduo.

"Little Ear, my brothers and I are homeless now. We want to ask you for a meal. Let's work together to make this pigeon market bigger. Let's chop off the chicken's head, burn yellow paper, and become sworn brothers. In the future, we will share the good and the bad together. How do you think?"

Xiao Erduo stood up and walked in front of Lian Hu. His height was only up to Lian Hu's armpit. When the two stood together, no one would have thought that they were brothers from the same father and mother.

"Lampshade, you want to be my sworn brother? Are you worthy? Think about all the bad things you have done. When the Japanese came, you served them like a dog, supporting prostitutes, gambling, and opening a smoking den. You have done all the bad things that people can think of.

The Japanese are gone, the disaster-stricken army is here, and you continue to act like a dog and continue to harm the people. Just because of a person like you, you want to become sworn brothers with me?

I am a little girl who has behaved uprightly and has never done anything to harm anyone. When I die, I will be buried in the ancestral tomb. Can you do that? Will your parents tolerate you?"

Dengzhao's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it. He suppressed his anger and said, "Little Ear, we two brothers eat in the same stall in the capital prison, so we have a close relationship, right?

If I hadn't saved you back then, you would have been killed by Jin Hai'er. You have to repay this favor, right? "

Little Ear curled his lips and snorted: "Fuck you, you saved me? Back then in the Beijing prison, you led people to rebel and wanted to kill Jin Haier, but I saved him. Where did you get this version of saving me? How come I don't know?"

Dengzhao slowly pulled out the axe from his waist: "Xiao Erduo, I am also desperate. It doesn't matter what happens to me, but the brothers under me have to eat and survive. The police raided my firearms camp, and I have no income. As the boss, I have to find a way to make a living for my brothers.

This piece of land on the overpass, you have to give it up today, whether you want to or not, let's fight it out, those who live will eat, and those who die will go to the grave!"

Little Ear wiped the water droplets off his face and shook his hands. He was an expert in wrestling, but not good at weapons.

"Stop talking nonsense, come on!"

Dabao narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that he had something to do with this. It turned out that Dengzhao was the boss of the Firearms Battalion.

I didn't think too much about it at the time, because Dabao had never been in contact with gangsters. Now I heard that it must be those kidnappers, prostitutes, casinos, and Buddhas in the Firearms Camp who had to pay protection money to Dengzhao in order to continue their business.

Thinking of this, Dabao seemed to see the painful eyes of the children whose limbs were broken, and the almost dead expression of the abducted woman, and his anger rose.

In comparison, although both of them were gangsters, Xiao Erduo was much better than Dengzhao. He just lived on the overpass with a group of apprentices and never cheated or hurt anyone. As he said, he wanted to be buried in the ancestral tomb after his death and not bring shame to his parents. Dabao's heart was inclined towards Xiao Erduo.

"Sixth son!" Little Ear shouted in a deep voice: "You have nothing to do today. Your wife just gave birth. Get out of here!"

A disciple behind him said in a muffled voice: "Master, I don't!"

"You are always so stubborn! When will you listen to me?" Little Ear stomped his feet. These stubborn disciples all had the same temper as him. They wouldn't move when beaten and would retreat when led.

The lampshade lit up the sharp axe, and the gentle rain wet the shiny axe blade. He licked the axe blade and grinned: "Little Ear, today Master Zhuo will send you brothers to reunite with your parents! Go!"

A low roar sounded, and the man in black rushed forward, brandishing an axe.

Little Ear didn't make a move. He stared at Lampshade closely. This was the rule: soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals. If Lampshade wanted to establish a stick on the overpass, he had to knock Little Ear down with his own hands...

Lian Hu roared wildly and swung the iron rod in his hand. The two men in black were unable to dodge and were knocked to the ground with a muffled groan.

For a while, a chaotic fight broke out, and people fell down from time to time, but no matter how serious the injuries were, there were no screams.

For the first time, Dabao witnessed the bloodiness and cruelty of gangsters.

Here, Little Ear and Lampshade also moved. Lampshade's Kung Fu was definitely not as good as Little Ear, but he had an axe in his hand, so the strength of both sides was equalized.

Little Ears had fewer people and was obviously at a disadvantage.

Dabao sighed. Damn it! I came here to rob the thieves, but in the end, I didn't get anything out of it and even had to help others fight! Who can I complain to?