Who is Li Que? A ruthless man who was killed by thousands of troops.

Even after more than a year of peaceful life, some things are still imprinted in the bones, and before they can land, Li Que's arched legs and heavy leather boots have been neatly kicked on the stomach of the person who attacked him.

The eyeballs almost bulged out, and the man who came to attack him in a turban covered his stomach and immediately rolled out, foaming at the mouth.

Holding on to the ground, Li Que just stood up, and the sound of the wind whistling behind his head came suddenly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, his body deviated slightly to the right, and at the same time, his left elbow jerked back.

With a snort, the sturdy big stick brushed the ends of Li Que's splashed hair, but then there was a sound of bone cracking, covering the sternum, and the man who sneaked up behind spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered to the ground.

slapped his face, and before Li Que could breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from all directions again, and some people shouted loudly in Arabic.

"Don't let that strip run away!"

No matter how good his temper is, there is a limit, seeing that seven or eight strong men with big sticks are coming around in all directions, looking like they are not finished without killing themselves, their eyebrows are raised, such a look makes Li Que really annoyed.

Four strong men rushed out from the left, running in front of the ragged Arab, but when he saw the black light flashing, his whole mouth was numb, and he spit out a mouthful of big yellow teeth and flew out, before his screams fell, Li Que's hands grabbed the arm of the strong man holding the stick behind him, and the thin Li Que lightly stretched his ape arm, and the Arab strong man who was more than one meter eight was lifted up by her.

Gravity, momentum and acceleration, a crisp click, holding the broken arm, the strong man rolled down the corner like a pig and wailed.

Easily took over the fallen stick, Li Que's momentum was even more aggressive, a thick stick danced in her hand like a windmill, so that the two young people who followed behind were dazzled, and before the two of them could see it clearly, one of them was hit with a stick on the head, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

Six of them were killed by Li Que in one photo, and the remaining four tattered Arabs on the right side of the alley were completely stunned, trembling and not daring to move forward.

But at this time, more chaotic footsteps came, as if they had mustered up courage, and the four strong men were looking at each other with fierce eyes, and they were about to rush forward, and Li Que, who was watching, frowned even tighter.

There was a little mercy on her subordinates before, but this time Li Que was really moved by the murderous intent, and as soon as the stick was thrown, the hilt behind the back was jerked, and the short sword with a cold light of about seventy centimeters was pulled in her hand, and the blade was directly aimed at the throat of the strong man who rushed to the front.

Syllable.

A sudden whip broke the tense atmosphere, and the four strong men who were rushing fiercely did not expect a sudden attack from behind, and were hooked by the whip, and they were all grounded on the ground like turtles, and then limped out from behind them A one-eyed bald man, a big whip was whipped to the four people without a head and face, and they were scolding and scolding non-stop.

"Niang Xipi's cheap bones, Master Li also dares to do it, you are tired of being crooked, don't want to touch your hands again if you have a job in the future, Lao Tzu ****** starve you to death!"

The scolding, with a lot of Northeast flavor of Fujian official dialect, is really a thing to drop a thing, just a bald person, even beating and scolding, a few tall and strong men and the Arabs who rushed out to help behind were all frightened and trembling, the whip wrapped in gold wire was fierce, and it was a bloody piece when it was drawn to the simple Arab robe, but the four tall and strong Arabs didn't even dare to let go of a fart, they could just hold their heads and tremble.

Although he put away his sword, Li Que's brows furrowed even higher when he saw this scene, and he roared in disgust.

"That's enough."

It's really like a good elementary school student, he lost his whip, and the one-eyed bald man rushed to one hundred and eighty degrees and bowed: "The little one listens to Master Li." ”

This bald man is not a good man.

More and more merchant ships, more and more wealth gathered in Suez, bringing prosperity to the place, some darkness also breeds, thieves, swindlers, coolies, tooth trades all came into being, the most powerful of which is the coolie footman business.

In order to ensure the smooth flow of official ships at any time, Liu Renliang has clear regulations for port ships, many large ships need to be unloaded here, replaced by small boats through the canal, and then loaded on large ships to continue to pass through the Mediterranean.

The coming and going provided a chance for countless people to survive, and the entire community of Arabs and Egyptians in the vicinity relocated to Suez and lived on coolie porters.

In order to compete for the owner of the goods and business, the coolies in various places formed a boat gang, intriguing with each other, secretly playing black hands, fighting, and strife.

Above, the coolie gangs had to face the repression of the Fujian government, and below they had to fight against the shipowners and other gangs to survive, and in this adversity, an early mafia-like organization sprouted in the port of Suez.

The people of a place worship a godfather or mullah, and the godfather or mullah selects a number of thugs, and the rest are all laborers.

The gang and the godfather, the mullah are all commensurate with the father and son, and the money earned by the coolies is handed over to the godfather for distribution, and whenever there is a gang dispute, the godfather mullah comes forward with the thugs, or mediates with the government, or negotiates with other gangs, and the whole gang also pays attention to the godfather mullah to be like the loyalty and love of the father, a big coolie gang is a big mafia family.

Internally, if a coolie hides his wages, or defects to other gangs, the punishment is extremely severe, or he has his hands and feet cut off, and even more cruelly he has a stone tied to his foot and thrown directly into the Red Sea.

Externally, too, if there is a quick arrest that is too strict, or there is a shipowner who is too ignorant, it is also the godfather who organizes people to make a black hand, threaten or assassinate directly, and it is precisely because of their existence that the shipowners or the six doors do not dare to oppress too much, and they always leave a way for the coolies to survive, and there are many coolies, dare to fight, and the black hands also make many other scammers such as the Jews, the Egyptian thief gang awe, these **** forces begging for a living on the dock have to pay tribute to the major foot gangs every month.

This one-eyed bald man is one of the biggest foot gangs, mainly composed of immigrants left in West Asia from the Apennine Peninsula to form the godfather of the Angel of Light, this bald man was originally a pirate, rampant in the eastern Mediterranean, between Cairo and Cyprus, since the opening of the Suez Canal, the one-eyed bald man has naturally set his sights on this piece of fat.

However, the heavy navy of the Min and Byzantines and the Arabs was completely different, and the kind of fire-breathing thing was like the wrath of the gods, and before the ship they plundered approached, the anger had already smashed a small half of the ship, and seeing this momentum, they did not even dare to hit the one-eyed bald man, and he changed into a small boat and fled straight to the shore, escaping hundreds of miles along the harsh Isthmus of Suez, almost dying of thirst in the desert.

However, he was lucky, as soon as he fled to Suez, the Fujian navy had already hung their trophies in the harbor.

Six hundred and eighty pirates, including the Bald One-Eyed Man's former subordinates, the head of the pirates larger than him, and even two female pirates, none of whom forgave them, were all smeared with tung oil and tied to the beach, and the worst of them lived for a month before dying of hunger and thirst.

This incident completely frightened the one-eyed bald man, and the original idea of finding a ship to go to sea and then being a pirate was stuffed back into the chrysanthemum by him, for fear that the Min army would pursue him, and the bald man hid in the coolie group in fear and carried a sack for a month.

However, it can be regarded as a hero of the times, in the coolie gang at that time, all Jews and Muslims were dominant, Christians were bullied, and the bald man happened to be a Christian in Asia Minor, and gradually stabilized his mind after escaping the catastrophe.

There were even officials who were tied to stones on the feet of this ruthless bald head and thrown into the Great Bitter Lake.

However, this ruthless big bald head, looking at Li Que's disgusted eyes, was cold in his heart.

Although this is not obvious, he is the real uncrowned king on the docks.

Li Que's strong martial arts are nothing in the bald one-eyed eyes, at most he is a fast catcher who can fight, and there are all ways to fix her, Li Que just arrived at the dock, and when he was vigorously rectifying the major gangs, the bald man really didn't put her in his eyes, and even Li Que's green pupils once made the bald man kill and wanted to kill her.

But someone grabbed it in front of the bald head, and a former Arab patriarch who believed in Islam and was nicknamed Crow was arrested and put into prison because Li Que mercilessly arranged for him to steal things on the boat, and beat him up at the dock by the coolies he sent to rob people.

That night, the crow brought more than 30 people with murder weapons and blocked the door of Li Que's house to kill her.

At the gate of Li Que's small courtyard, before the crows could bring people closer, the elite agents of the police force in full gear on the 50th stopped them at the intersection and killed more than 10 people on the spot.

And that night the Fujian sailors raided the coolie laborers' dwellings, more than 500 of them were driven out of Suez, most of them starved to death in the desert, and the crows' right-hand men all followed in the footsteps of the pirates, and were coated with antiseptic tung oil and hung in the harbor to dry their meat.

As for the crow himself, he really didn't die, but it was better to die, his hands and feet were all broken, and the crow, who had always been a good man, was turned over by the sailors I don't know how many, and the chrysanthemums were rotten, and he was thrown into the harbor and wailed for half a month, and finally it was so rotten that he didn't even have a corpse, or a few coolies endured disgusting and threw him into the sea like garbage.

Seeing Li Que's displeased gaze, his bald mind was full of crows, and large beads of sweat continued to pour out of his bare head, which was good, he had been a master for more than a year, and in the end, his subordinates hit the head of this great god, and it was not shallow to offend.

Fortunately, after three seconds of being bald, Li Que just snorted coldly and tilted his head to the side, and said indifferently: "Send the things back." ”

It was really like being amnesty, wiped a cold sweat, and the bald head kicked and kicked and shouted at his subordinates: "Didn't you hear Li Ye speak?" Don't get back the rabbit cub who stole Li Ye's things! ”

More than a dozen Holy Light Angel thugs who didn't dare to breathe immediately scattered and chased out.