Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

No one is stupid, the noise all day, and the bad guys coming in and out all day, let everyone know what will happen tonight.

In the past, the vendors who would not close their stalls before 3 or 4 in the morning would go home early, leaving the venue for them to fight to the death.

At about half past ten, a long line of Toyota Hiaces slowly drove towards Chun Choi Street. When they arrived at the intersection, the van immediately stepped on the brake pedal.

Zhang Minghui came to the rooftop on the seventh floor of the hotel. The terrain here was quite high, and he could see everyone's actions very clearly.

The long line of Toyota Hiace cars made Zhang Minghui smile. I remember a joke that became a household name in later generations.

"Never mess with a van, because you never know how many people will get off it." Zhang Minghui and his two brothers from the city of Beijing said this famous joke.

This made the two of them laugh out loud, and they began to count the number of people getting off the van in a serious manner.

"One, two, three, four..."

After one brother finished counting, he was so happy that he couldn't straighten his back.

"Brother Hui, this van is too damn full. There are 22 people in it. It seems that I really need to pay attention to vans in the future."

Another brother said quietly.

"Jiangang, you missed one. The driver is also coming down with his tools."

"Hahaha"

The laughter of the three people echoed on the rooftop, breaking the silence on the rooftop, but unfortunately it was too far away and the laughter on the rooftop could not be heard at all.

More and more people got out of the van. Zhang Minghui observed carefully that some people were handing out red ropes to tie around their arms. Others were handing out razor blades and rags.

This is to be tied to the hand to prevent the knife from falling off.

Two young strong men with dyed yellow hair got out of a car. It was too far away, so Zhang Minghui didn't see the specific brand of the car.

The two of them kept explaining something to the people around them.

It seems that the two of them are leading the team today.

Li Guoqiang was doing the same thing here, with white ropes tied around his arms, and blades and strips of cloth distributed to everyone. This was different from the Hongtai Changle gang at the street corner.

Li Guoqiang's people had already been assigned. The new gang members were also dispersed and assigned to the various leaders under his command. There was no noise at the scene, only heavy breathing.

Hongtai and Changle belong to two different societies, so it is inevitable that there are some mixed voices.

Less than 20 minutes later, Hongtai Changle's men were finally ready. Led by the two yellow-haired men, they strode towards the middle of the street.

Zhang Minghui then discovered that there were people standing on the adjacent rooftops, looking down. There were also quite a few people who opened their windows at home and peered down.

A police car just drove over from the next street, and Zhang Minghui thought the police would come to stop them. Who knew that they would park on the side of the street, get off, and start smoking.

There is no intention to stop it at all.

While Zhang Minghui was observing the surroundings, Xiaobawang and Huoniu, with their men, moved closer to Li Guoqiang step by step.

The footsteps of thousands of people echoed on the quiet streets. Although they were chaotic and the pace was not unified, they were shocking enough.

From above, the two groups of people were like two long dragons, constantly moving together. Not to mention the opening, just this formation was enough to scare people.

The two sides gathered together, 20 meters apart. The yellow-haired Little Overlord and the Fire Bull held machetes in their hands and stared at Li Guoqiang opposite them.

The little bully shouted in a careless manner.

"Scar Qiang, you raided our Hongtai and Changle stores yesterday. Today, we two brothers are ordered by the grandpa of the society to take you down to sell salted duck eggs."

"If you admit defeat and surrender, it's still not too late. Then I can ask our grandfather to spare your life."

Zhang Minghui was very interested in what he heard. This was the legendary pre-show talk. It was a rare good show.

Li Guoqiang would never allow the little bully to be so presumptuous. Hearing the little bully's arrogant words, he immediately shouted and offered a high reward.

"Brothers, whoever kills Xiaobawang and Huoniu, I will immediately reward him with 300,000 Hong Kong dollars, give him a high position, and give him Feihong's territory."

"Brothers, do you have the confidence to kill these two idiots?"

"Have"

A deafening shout came from behind Li Guoqiang.

Joining Li Guoqiang's men, isn't it just to get promoted? Now that the conditions have been set, a group of young people stared at Huo Niu and Xiao Ba Wang with red eyes.

Observe the target carefully so that you can kill these two bastards later.

The Little Overlord and the Fire Bull were not willing to be outdone. Since someone dared to use their heads as a reward, how could they let it go?

"Brothers, whoever can kill Scar Qiang will be rewarded with the territory. If you want to get promoted, you have to risk your life."

The same cheers continued to sound from behind the Little Overlord and the Fire Bull.

For a moment, the morale of both sides was greatly boosted.

Seeing that the encouragement was over, Li Guoqiang pointed his knife at the opposite side and shouted.

"kill"

At the same command, in an instant, everyone raised their knives, ran towards each other without any hesitation, and slashed.

Within a few seconds, hundreds of people in the front rows of both sides began fighting with "bang bang bang".

The hundreds of people in the front row of both sides were all experienced and skilled warriors. If you didn't have some skills, you couldn't stand in the front row. This was the sharp edge of the large society.

If one is a little weaker in skills, he will be chopped to the ground, which will lead to a decrease in the morale of his own side.

The constant sound of knives striking each other echoed in the street.

The powerful leaders such as Ma Wangquan, Tiejiaoqi, and the newly joined Laosijiu fought hard with the other side. The bright white sword shadows were constantly waving.

In just two or three minutes, people from both sides were hacked to the ground, the thick smell of blood irritated everyone's nostrils, and the screams of "Ahhhhh" were endless.

From time to time, a thug who was chopped to the ground would be dragged to the back by his accomplices to prevent him from being accidentally stepped on by people from both sides.

No one dared to be distracted at this time, and they all focused on their opponents, because if they were not careful, they would be hit by a knife.

Xiaoba Wang and Huoniu frowned, looked at the two sides fighting evenly in front of them, and turned their heads to talk to Huoniu.

"Fire Bull, Scar Qiang's men are not weak! The ones at the front are all knifemen trained by the society, all elites. Scar Qiang has no chance against these people."