After Yunfei settled the child, he called a rickshaw and sent him to a distant place to pawn a set of jewelry.

Although he has enough money to spend, if he suddenly has a large amount of consumption, he really can't take it out.

There is an old pawnshop here, which has been in the magic capital for many years, and now it is a little deserted, but its reputation is not bad.

It's a bit of a loss, but it's not too dark.

With a bag of oceans, he took a rickshaw back to the vicinity of Hutong Street.

In the eyes of the watchers, he swaggered back to sleep in the hut.

He had already spent money to inquire, and Brother Yong's gang would fight with other gangs for territory at night, so he was going to solve it tonight.

Anyway, with the things he usually does, it is enough to die a hundred times, and there is no burden in his heart.

…………

Ma Zai, who was in charge of stalking, hurriedly went to report when he saw Yun Fei coming back.

Thinking that there was something to do in the evening, it was already afternoon, Brother Yong didn't immediately go over to find someone, but said lightly: "Let him live one more night." ”

He was so embarrassed at the dock that day, he definitely couldn't let this person live again.

But tonight, they have more important things, whether they can show their faces in front of their superiors, it depends on tonight.

So big things have to be in the back row.

"Let's go, brothers, the eldest brother will take you to have a good meal, but today is special, you can't get drunk, let's celebrate the banquet tomorrow and don't get drunk and don't return!"

"Thank you, Brother Yong."

"Thank you, big brother."

A group of people ate and drank in the restaurant, and paid the bill honestly, because this is a restaurant in the name of their gang.

Soon, night fell.

The shops on the streets are closed, the pedestrians are home, and the city is quiet.

Only the docks and the red light district are still bustling.

At this time, in the lively vegetable market during the day, the two groups of people were meeting.

After a moment of heated verbal conversation, the two sides began to move.

The long machetes were waving, as if the people standing opposite were not people, but pigs, dogs, cows and sheep.

There were about one or two hundred people on both sides, and Brother Yong with his dozen or so horses was only a small wave of men.

In order to get the attention of his superiors, he worked very hard, and the knife danced, with a kind of momentum of who blocked and killed whom.

No one has used a gun yet, probably because they are afraid that the sound will attract people who patrol the room.

Although it has been dotted, it can't be too obvious, if there is an obvious gunshot, and the patrol room does not send someone to check, it is too outrageous.

So their fights are still very measured.

Yun Fei was in the corner of the house here, quietly watching them lose both.

Wiped a modern pistol with the latest model in his hand, this is the inventory in his space, the current magic capital, but there is no gun of this style, but it doesn't matter, no one will know that it is his.

He wears a black veil over his face and has been replaced by a suit.

The hair is also given a medium score with glue, and with the cover of the night, no one can think of the man in the alley street who is not very capable and dreams every day.

The swarthy muzzle of the gun, somewhat reflective in the moonlight.

He saw the moment and took advantage of the chaos to shoot.

Bang –

Bang, bang, bang-

After a few gunshots, in the confusion, several people fell.

"Damn, damn it, who shot it?"

"M, this group of kings and eight calves, as they said, don't use guns, but they don't keep their promises."

"Brothers, don't be polite to them, shoot!"

This side thought that it was the gun that fired first, and the other side thought that it was the gun that was fired here, so they simply pulled out their guns and started fighting.

Originally, it was a hand-to-hand melee, but before many people could react, they had already fallen to the ground.

Not everyone is qualified to own a gun.

In the magic capital of this era, these are precious resources, and no one can get them.

So only a few people have it.

The movement was so loud that the people in the patrol room couldn't pretend that they didn't know that someone was fighting, so they could only quickly line up to inspect according to the rules.

Nearby residents, one by one, closed their doors and windows, hid in the bed, and did not dare to come out to see the excitement.

After Yun Fei killed a few, he had already taken advantage of the night to leave.

He didn't go to find Zhang Qingsong, but went back to the hut and fell asleep.

…………

The next day, the newspapers on the street published the events of last night.

The turf battle between the two gangs is also being discussed by boring people who are writing about it.

Yunfei also bought one.

In addition to talking about last night's events, there are also some turmoil in the north, as well as newspapers on divorce, literati poetry collections, and so on.

It's quite interesting, you can learn a lot of interesting facts about this era.

Even the news that Miss White Rose, who was in the Paramount Ballroom, planned to be good and became the aunt wife of a certain official, was also written.

On the accompanying picture, there is also a black and white photo of the Miss White Rose.

You can vaguely see her beautiful appearance.

After the gossip, he thoughtfully put the newspaper back into the space and kept it, maybe the plane he went to one day would be the future of this plane.

At that time, it was not a newspaper, but history.

After buying a few breakfasts, he staggered down into the alley behind the ballroom.

When knocking on the door of Xiaoshan's house, he also noticed the strong man guarding next to him, and it seemed that Huang Xiaoyan also came over after work.

Sure enough, the four people in the courtyard were smiling happily, and they didn't know what they were talking about just now, but when he appeared, the atmosphere was a little delicate.

Yunfei didn't care, and smiled and brought the breakfast to the stove room, "I guess you haven't eaten yet, so I bought some more." ”

There are cakes, fritters, buns, tea eggs, and every taste.

The most face-saving person was Zhang Qingsong, who ran over and took out the breakfast and divided it.

There are three eggs, one for each person, the buns are given to the older Shanniang, the fritters are given to Huang Xiaoyan, and the cakes are given to Xiaoshan.

He doesn't want it himself, just eat an egg.

Not wasting food is a virtue that most people in this era have.

Even if these things come from people they hate, they don't waste them and eat them with great pity.

Huang Xiaoyan also gave a piece of fritter to Zhang Qingsong.

Yunfei went to the stove room to burn a handful of firewood, boiled boiling water for them to dry, and did not disturb their chat.

Shanniang wanted to come in to help, but was stopped by Zhang Qingsong, "Grandma, you sit, don't worry about my father, he is diligent and loves to work, you don't let him boil water, he is uncomfortable." ”

Huang Xiaoyan, Xiaoshan: .........

If they hadn't known Zhang Shiqiang for many years, they would have believed it.

"Really, don't believe it, my dad can't sleep well at night, and he has to get up to cook so that he can sleep peacefully during the day."

Okay, that's because I'm going to the dock to sell food, but it's not important, just mean it, Zhang Qingsong thought in his heart.

He knew that he was going to leave with his father later, so he just wanted to accompany them again.

Dad avoided it, he didn't want his mother to feel uncomfortable, how could he not climb along the pole.

(End of chapter)