Chapter 897: Violent Conflict
Chapter 897 of the main text is a violent conflict
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Chapter 897: Violent Conflict
After Ye Zixuan came out of Jia's Building, he did not return to the Spring Breeze Food Stalls as soon as possible, but went to the medicinal material market in Sanya.
He announced that the cure of Jia Shenfu in seven days was not hot-headed, but based on a sufficient understanding of the latter's condition, he recited the prescription that had already been prescribed in his heart, and thought about going to the medicinal material market to buy hundreds of catties of good medicine and boil some pills, of course, he didn't need so many expensive medicinal materials to cure Jia Shenfu's condition, but he needed to express his importance to everyone.
In the eyes of many patients and family members, a pill made for fifty yuan is definitely not as good as a good medicine of fifty thousand yuan, Ye Zixuan let Jia Ronghua reassure them, so he took a detour to step on the medicinal material market, and when he was about to arrive at his destination, he also sent a text message to Gan Wenzhong, informing him that he would go back later and let the latter squat in the store today.
Ye Zixuan also called Mo Qixiong to the medicinal herb market to help.
"Hey, the big housekeeper, I'm about to become the second in the shop."
At eleven o'clock, at the Spring Breeze food stall, Gan Wenzhong, who had finished sending a text message to Ye Zixuan, put his mobile phone back in his pocket, and then smiled bitterly at the bald man who had followed him for many years: "Frog, let my brother prepare to open the door, Ye Shao will come back later today, and the chef resigned in the morning, this store depends on us to support it, and you will bring a few brothers to be chefs later." β
"I'll take the cashier."
He held a cigarette in his mouth: "Earning more and earning less is secondary, the main thing is not to be felt by Jia Mo, we are afraid." β
The three chefs who were worried about being retaliated against by Jia Doom, regardless of Gan Wenzhong's bitter retention, ran away without even taking his salary after Ye Zixuan left, so opening the stall at noon was a big test for Gan Wenzhong, but as he himself said, the door of the store could not be opened, in addition to not being flattened by Jia Doom, there was also the need for it to be covered.
Mandekin's bottom line is still the last cut, so Gan Wenzhong didn't want to give up halfway, and when he heard Gan Wenzhong's order, the bald man who was called a frog also looked depressed: "Brother Zhong, I'm also the deputy captain of the Tiger Wolf, it's not appropriate to cook rice and stir-fry vegetables in the kitchen, right?" Besides, I'm not good at my craft, and I can't even fry fried rice. β
Several companions around him also nodded in unison, it's okay to do chores, but it's not okay to go into the kitchen.
Gan Wenzhong waved his hand and shouted impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, you don't stir-fry, should I go to the kitchen?" He also poked his finger at the frog's head: "Even if you want to hire a chef, when is it now, is it too late?" Don't pretend to be pitiful, there are a few men who can't cook, it's up to you to get in if you want to. β
"It's a big deal, I'll remove the signboard outside and make a small stir-fry with Vietnamese characteristics."
The frog looked bitter: "Brother Zhong-"
"Uhhh
Before the words fell, there were a few more friction sounds at the door of the food stall, the smell of tires was quite strong, and when Gan Wenzhong and they turned their heads to look over, they saw five vans stopped, and more than forty burly black people came out, Gan Wenzhong They initially thought that Hammer was coming, but soon found that something was wrong, and they were murderous one by one.
Walking among them was a long-haired black girl, tall and sharp-eyed, these people rushed through the passage with great momentum, stepped on the stairs, and then kicked all the tables and chairs in the sideways, and several tiger and wolf children who had no time to dodge were also mercilessly knocked away by them, and where they passed, it can be said that the cups and plates were in a mess, and the frog's face changed slightly:
"Brother Zhong, something is wrong."
The corners of Gan Wenzhong's mouth twitched, and then he whispered: "Send a text message to Ye Shao." β
The other camp is all black, Gan Wenzhong is a fool and can judge that it is the Blood Gold Gang, he is worried that Mandekin knows the details of the food stalls, so he sent people to deal with it, but then he felt that it was wrong, if Mandekin really believed that they were the Tiger Wolf Gate, then it would be impossible for dozens of people to show up, and Mandekin would definitely transfer hundreds of people to suppress it.
But no matter what, Gan Wenzhong didn't dare to take it lightly, and asked the frog to give Ye Zixuan information as soon as possible, and then stepped forward with an arrow and raised a smile to face dozens of black people: "Everyone, good afternoon, did you come over for dinner introduced by Hammer?" I'm sorry, the chef quit in the morning, I'm afraid I'll have to wait an hour for dinner today."
"Smack!"
Before Gan Wenzhong finished speaking, a young man with braids took a step forward, slapped Gan Wenzhong's face, and shouted: "Eat your mother's meal!" β
Gan Wenzhong couldn't dodge, there were five more red marks on his face, and the huge momentum made him take a few steps back, with a stunned and angry face, the faces of the frogs changed drastically, and they rushed forward a few steps with a roar, but before they could make a move, dozens of black people flashed out of the narrow water pipe, and the few people in front of them also took out shotguns from their arms and put them on the heads of the frogs.
Grinning, rampant.
Gan Wenzhong didn't expect the other party to be so fierce, he even brought a shotgun, clenched his fist, and then let go: "Brothers, I am a friend of Hamer." β
"Bang!"
When one person's muzzle turned to resist Gan Wenzhong's head, another black man also kicked Gan Wenzhong's feet, Gan Wenzhong's body staggered forward and almost fell, he stabilized his body and did not fight back, because the frogs were all held against the head by the opponent's firearms, and once they moved, they were afraid that they would lose both, but he still stared at the black girl with the broken arm without changing his face:
"I don't know where to offend your gang, and I ask this eldest sister to make it clear."
"him!"
The black girl with a broken arm who has a big waist and a round waist is not much different from a man, waved her fingers with disdain, a black man stepped forward and kicked Gan Wenzhong to the ground, and the other person scooped up a beer bottle from the box and slammed it on Gan Wenzhong's head, the wine splashed everywhere, Gan Wenzhong's head broke and bled in an instant, and as soon as he bit his teeth, several people stepped forward and kicked him to the ground.
Five or six people, more than a dozen feet kicked and kicked in turn, Gan Wenzhong's head was bleeding, and he was powerless to resist, so he could only bear it with his head.
"Brother Zhongβ"
Frogs They saw that Gan Wenzhong was ravaged by the other party and saw blood in an instant, his face was pale and he was in pain, and he wanted to get up to rescue Gan Wenzhong, but he was hit on his calf and waist by several black people, and fell to the ground with a muffled hum, and then he was also punched and kicked, looking endlessly aggrieved and miserable, and the blood was quickly left from his body, and the ground was shocking.
When Gan Wenzhong saw the frogs, they were also beaten, and suddenly raised his head in the punches and kicks and shouted, "Let them go!" Don't make us angry! β
When he shouted out the last sentence, Gan Wenzhong's body naturally revealed a murderous aura, and his eyes became cold and cruel, which made several black people subconsciously surprised and let go.
Then, they became even more angry because they were scared, and when they dragged Gan Wenzhong back, they also tilted their heads slightly, and a wine bottle smashed directly on his back, bang! Gan Wenzhong fell back to the ground heavily, his head was hit with two guns again, and one of them stepped directly on his back, sneering: "Angry? What the fuck are you mad about? β
He sneered: "What can you be angry about? β
"To trample you to death is like stepping on ants, even the police don't believe it or not?"
Several people rushed up again and beat Gan Wenzhong and the frogs.
Then, in the slight tilt of the head of the black girl with the broken arm, more than ten people dragged Gan Wenzhong and them into the food stall, and closed the three dilapidated wooden doors with their backhands to avoid the curiosity and exploration of passers-by, leaving narrow blood stains on the ground, and more than a dozen black people stayed outside to guard and drive away curious passers-by, Gan Wenzhong and them were thrown on the ground like sacks.
After the light dimmed, Gan Wenzhong struggled to squeeze out a sentence:
"What are you going to do? Are we friends with Hamer? β
"Smack!"
The black girl with the broken arm, who had been silent, sneered, stepped forward and stepped on Gan Wenzhong's foot, and then leaned down and said lightly: "Are you still embarrassed to mention Hamer?" Don't you think he's very majestic over you? I'm not afraid to sue you, Hammer they've been locked up, and tonight, they're going to feed the big fish, including you guys. β
"If you offend someone who shouldn't be offended, you guys are stupid and don't know it, not only don't you run away quickly, but you dare to continue to open, what a bunch of idiots."
Gan Wenzhong sighed in his heart: "You are here for the end of Jia?" Then he scoffed: "For the sake of the Jia family, you even killed your own brothers." β
He knew that Hammer was less vicious, and although the latter was stupid and cute, he was also a person who had drunk a lot, and he was somewhat angry.
At this time, there were a few muffled snorts and falling sounds outside, but no one cared about the movement, and they all looked at Gan Wenzhong, who wanted to struggle.
The latter broke his head and gritted his teeth: "You guys will definitely pay the price." β
"Bang!"
The black girl with a broken arm picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on Gan Wenzhong's head with a snap, and the glass was torn apart: "Drag them all away and sink into the sea with Hamer." β
Gan Wenzhong snorted and fell back to the bloodstained ground, looking very miserable.
"Move my brother, there's a kind!"
At this moment, the three dilapidated wooden doors were suddenly kicked open, and two burly men with their backs to the wooden doors snorted and flew out, falling in front of Gan Wenzhong and them. The three men with shotguns snorted and retreated, stabbed in their wrists, and the shotguns fell to the ground.
The hall of the food stall was instantly filled with a stream of blood, and then a black light swept by, and the braided young man who was about to pull out a gun, his body was also uncontrollable, and a stream of blood splattered out from his shoulder, and the latter screamed, and fell backwards, falling to the floor, with an extra dagger on his shoulder, and the black girl with a broken arm also had a slightly stunned expression.
She didn't seem to expect such a strong hand to disintegrate the lethality of the four people's guns as soon as she struck.
"Whoosh!"
When the remaining black man raised the hose knife and scolded, more than a dozen Ye Gong disciples appeared outside the door, rushing in, holding silenced pistols one by one, instantly deterring the enemy who wanted to pick up the gun, the face of the black girl with a broken arm changed drastically, and she found that she was afraid of kicking the iron plate today, after all, the guns in the hands of these people were something they couldn't buy with countless manpower and material resources.
Then, the black girl with a broken arm saw Ye Zixuan walk in slowly, followed by the huge Mo Qixiong, who had beer in his mouth.
Outside the door, more than a dozen black people had fallen to the ground, their fate unknown, and a little farther away, the iron curtain of the food stall fell, completely blocking the eyes of passers-by and diners.
The proprietor has a happy sign, which is also put into the exit.
Seeing Ye Zixuan and them appear, the black girl with a broken arm shouted in a low voice: "We are members of the Blood Gold Gang, and our boss is Mandekin, who are you?" β
"Pounce!"
Mo Qixiong squirted out the beer in his mouth and directly spilled the black girl with the broken arm in the face
When the latter's face turned cold, Mo Qixiong grabbed a chair and stepped forward and swept it out.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the body of the black girl with a broken arm shook, and she was smashed out with a muffled snort, and before she could stand up, Mo Qixiong stepped forward and kicked her waist again.
The black girl with the broken arm fell out again, spurting out a large mouthful of blood on the way.
"Ye Shao, they are members of the Blood Gold Gang, they came for the end of Jia, Hammer was arrested by them and wanted to sink into the sea."
Gan Wenzhong, who struggled up, covered his head wound, licked the blood and reported to Ye Zixuan with a cannon, simple and concise, but showed all the information, Ye Zixuan nodded, and then his fingers hooked slightly, Mo Qixiong took a dagger, and walked in front of the black man who was disarmed and kicked down by Ye Gong's disciples, and the dagger was placed in the throat of a person, and the murderous aura was fierce.
Ye Zixuan nodded at the black girl with a broken arm: "Where is Hamer?" β
The black girl with a broken arm raised her head, looking like she would rather die than give in.
"Pounce!"
Mo Qixiong swept his wrist, and the black throat in his hand instantly spurted blood, soaring out five or six meters.
More than 20 black people were full of grief and indignation, they didn't expect Mo Qixiong to be so ruthless, and the two sides exchanged their shapes too quickly.
The black girl with a broken arm is also sad and angry, but unfortunately the situation is no longer under her control.
Ye Zixuan looked at the black girl with the broken arm again: "Where is Hamer?" β
The brooded black girl looked hesitant.
"Pounce!"
Mo Qixiong swept another person's throat, and blood bleached all over the ground