"Shirong, he is too reckless and straightforward. A person like him is a real man and a hero, but he is also the most prone to accidents."

"If you don't let him remember things long this time, he might cause a lot of trouble."

Huang Feihong shook his head, and continued walking forward with his hands behind his back.

Along the way, almost all Fushan people bowed their hands when they saw Huang Feihong, and called him "Master Huang".

When he was about to reach the concession territory, he could see a group of people showing off their might in the distance, carrying high banners and rampaging in the middle of the road.

These people are all fierce and fierce, walking with their thighs swaying and their arms swinging, and there are shining short knives pinned to their waists.

The leader was not tall, with an obvious scar on his cheek, his forehead was shaved brightly, copper coins were braided in his braid, and his small eyes were fierce.

Needless to say, these villains are none other than the Hesha Gang.

That scarred face is the boss of the Hesha Gang.Note 2

The Hesha Gang is a group of desperadoes. Most of them are prisoners in the death row in the provincial capital. They were bribed and released by foreigners.

They disrupted the market, firstly collecting insurance premiums and squandering them, and secondly doing things for foreigners so as not to allow Chinese people to live near the foreign concessions.

"Get out of the way! Welcome to the God of Wealth! Welcome to the God of Wealth!"

The Hesha gang kicked away all the passers-by who were avoiding them, and surrounded the scar-faced brother and walked towards the nearest restaurant.

Huang Feihong frowned, "In broad daylight, you dare to use the name of the God of Wealth to rob you brazenly! It's really lawless!"

"Master Huang, you don't know, these villains are all members of the Hesha Gang."

An old man with the appearance of a squire next to him lowered his voice and said: "Since the foreigners got the concession, the area near the concession has become an area where no one cares about it. Yamen, foreigners, and even gods don't care. Alas, I see that our ancestors have lived here for generations. Everyone who lives here has to move."

"It really makes no sense!"

Hearing that it was the Hesha Gang, Huang Feihong's brows twisted into Sichuan characters: "It's them again, they injured the vegetable vendor yesterday, and today they come to force insurance premiums, it seems that we shouldn't punish them properly, they are really serious Foshan people are easy to bully! Afeng, follow up!"

Huang Feihong reached out and flicked the hem of his long coat, and walked towards the restaurant briskly.

"Yes! Master!"

Note 1: "Red" is a substitute word, and the original word is a sensitive word.

Note 2: The "Hesha" gang is a substitute word, and the original word refers to the real place name.

Chapter 11

"Boss, Gong Xi Fa Cai!"

The boss of the Hesha gang walked into the restaurant surrounded by a group of younger brothers, and sat down at a table of eight immortals without even looking at the boss.

The guests who were eating breakfast at that table quickly avoided, and they didn't dare to take the quicksand bag that had just come out of the cage.

Everyone knows that these villains didn't really come to congratulate, but came to collect insurance premiums under the guise of congratulating.

The owner of the restaurant greeted him with a smile on his face, bowed and said, "Boss He, we have already greeted the God of Wealth yesterday."

Boss He grabbed a quicksand bag, squeezed it with his fingers, and the egg yolk filling of the quicksand bag flowed out.

He stuck out his tongue, took a mouthful of the steaming egg yolk stuffing, smacked his lips, and threw the quicksand bag directly under his feet.

The restaurant owner felt distressed, but he didn't dare to stop him.

Boss He hooked his fingers at the restaurant owner, signaling him to come closer. How dare the restaurant owner approach him?But at this moment, he couldn't help him anymore, the younger brothers of Hesha Gang behind him pushed him a few times, and pushed him in front of Boss He.

Boss He put the hand that took the quicksand bag on the restaurant owner's gown, and wiped it several times.

"Did you have dinner yesterday?"

"Ah?" The restaurant owner was trembling with fright, not understanding why Boss He asked such a question.

"Our boss asks you! Did you have dinner yesterday!" Angrily shouted a boy from the Hesha Gang next to him.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

Boss He grinned, and the scar on his face became even more ferocious: "You ate yesterday, and you still want to eat today, so why did you worship the God of Wealth yesterday, and don't want to worship again today?"

"Ah?" The owner of the restaurant fell to his knees with a thump, "Boss He, please forgive me. We are a small business, and you already took our income for a month yesterday. If you collect insurance premiums every day, the small shop will not come out." It will be closed in three days!"

Boss He smiled coldly, "I gave you the God of Wealth and you didn't accept it, it's no wonder you didn't close the store! Brothers, don't be idle, grab money, smash the store! Then the next one!"

"Yes!"

The younger brothers of the Hesha Gang drew out their knives and hacked at the store. One of the younger brothers ran to the counter, kicked over the guy hiding under the counter, and found a cash box full of Long Yang.

Boss He opened the cash box and sneered, "That's all? To fool a beggar? But the uncle is in a good mood today, so let's not bother with you. At this time tomorrow, prepare a double copy for me, otherwise, your Don’t even think about opening this store anymore.”

Boss He stood up triumphantly, and was about to go out with the cash box in his arms.

Huang Feihong walked over with his hands behind his back.

"who!"

A younger brother from the Hesha gang rushed forward with a Jiedao in his hand, and chopped off his head.

Huang Feihong didn't make a move, turned his body slightly to one side, and at the same time kicked the inside of the younger brother's knee with his left foot.

Click!

The little boy's body became short, his knees twisted and deformed in an instant, and he collapsed on the side hugging his legs and howling loudly.

The other younger brothers exclaimed and rushed up immediately, but Huang Feihong ignored them at all, and kicked them one after another, kicking them to the ground neatly.

Boss He could be regarded as someone who had seen the scene, knowing that the comer was highly skilled in martial arts, he immediately stretched out a long knife, pre-emptively struck at Huang Feihong.

His knife technique has no rules, it's just like street gangsters.

This kind of person relies on the ruthlessness of his body, coupled with the fact that there are many people, ordinary people are afraid of them, but when encountering real masters, his ruthlessness is useless at all.

Huang Feihong shortened his stature, avoided the chain of slashing, and then freed up a hand, accurately grasping Boss He's wrist, and bent his joint hard!

Boss He hissed and screamed, his arm was twisted by Huang Feihong, and at the same time, he was kicked by Huang Feihong's side in the ribs. His whole body lost all strength in an instant, how could he resist?

"Strong man, strong man" Boss He half knelt on the ground, and said with a ferocious expression: "I have no grievances with you, why did you hurt me?"

"No injustice, no enmity?" Huang Feihong twisted Boss He's arm hard, and said coldly, "Why does this restaurant owner have any complaints or worries against you? What complaints and worries do you have for those vegetable vendors who were chopped up by you yesterday?" ?”

Boss He was taken aback, and asked with horror on his face, "You, are you Huang Feihong?"

He had heard Huang Feihong's tuba a long time ago, but he didn't expect to meet him unexpectedly today!

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