Chapter 135: Ding Ye Guild, Attitude
Chapter 135: Ding Ye Guild, Attitude
Boom! Boom!
The sound of trembling footsteps rang out one after another.
The dim light of the street shone into the abandoned houses.
The young man wore a black side-to-back head, a white shirt, gray trousers, black leather shoes, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face.
But the step punch is fierce and powerful, and every time the step lands, it is accompanied by blowing, and the strength is combined.
The young man frowned, thinking as he practiced boxing.
With a blow from the hammer, the young man seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look at the figure standing in the doorway.
The two exchanged glances, and Ah Quan suddenly spoke:
"Bajiquan!"
The young man was stunned for a moment, looking up and down at the man in front of him who looked about his own age.
"You can also bajiquan? Who the hell are you? β
"Oh, I just guessed."
Ah Quan casually made a reason, and said a little embarrassed: "My name is Ah Fist." I'm sorry to disturb your boxing. β
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute."
The young man stopped Ah Fist.
"Brother, you seem to be from outside the city, why are you here so late?"
Ah Quan took a deep breath and turned around:
"I don't have a place to stay, I just came here to find a place to sleep."
"I'm done practicing, you can rest here tonight."
The young man smiled kindly, and reminded Ah Fist when he staggered by: "Many places in the walled city are dangerous, don't run around when you rest at night." β
"I understand."
Ah Quan nodded: "What do you call it?" β
"Duan Yingfeng."
The young man didn't know why, but suddenly blurted out his name.
Later, he reacted: "I practice the Eight Extremes, I hope you don't mention it to others." β
The last thing you should believe in is family affection, and money is the hardest existence in all relationships.
This sentence is used to describe the doll strong and the camel Ding, which is just right.
Doll Qiang, the nephew of the walled city veteran Camel Ding, is in Miss Bai's business. and the big fishing family backed by Yan Tong, Chaozhou Gang Fat Boy is in competition.
The rule of the walled city, that is, the well water of the walled city and the side door business outside does not interfere with the river water.
Doll Qiang is well known to run Miss Bai's business in Kowloon, and this kind of taboo thing is not possible for Doll Qiang to compete with Fat Tsai Chao in Kowloon without the support of the walled city patriarch Ding Ye.
But under Lei Luo's money offensive, the kinship between the two is vulnerable.
The uncle wanted to kill his relatives for the sake of gold, and the nephew came to the first strike for the sake of his identity as a clerk and killed his uncle with one shot.
The two vividly show the fragile side of kinship.
"Master Ding? Elder of the Walled City, I've heard it all outside. β
Ang Lee muttered.
His eyes quietly glanced at the group of people opposite.
The doll was forced to open his chest, and from his angle, he could clearly see the short dog on the other party's waist, but the eight or nine horses standing behind him didn't bring anything to do.
In fact, he could also roughly guess a little, except for the daytime, he couldn't think of anything else that Camel Ding could do to find him?
There was a rough idea in his heart, Li An's face was as usual, and he asked intentionally or unintentionally:
"I'm a little-known little person, and I don't get out of the way, what can Master Ding do with me?"
Doll Qiang obviously knew Ang Lee's scruples, and said straight to the point:
"This time it's not just Ding Ye, even the fellow townsmen in the walled city, and the fat boy Chao of the Chaozhou Gang are there. Ding Ye knew about the conflict between you and Ke Wanchang during the day, so the place where we met this time was in the guild hall on Xinjie. β
The guild hall in Xinjie is the base camp of Ding Ye, and what he meant by this was to dispel Li Anxinzhong's doubts.
"Master Ding is invited, of course I can't help but give face, lead the way ahead."
Li An thought for a moment and nodded.
Since you plan to do business in the walled city, that's just right. Taking advantage of the presence of these forces in the walled city, it is still necessary to show your attitude on some things.
However, Ang Lee never likes to do things that he is not sure of, and he doesn't like to tie his safety to the morality of the rivers and lakes that are often talked about and worthless.
So even if the artist was bold, Ang Lee kept a hand, and when he left, he quietly glanced at Da Chun, who was standing aside.
"Then please."
The doll stretched out his hand and walked forward parallel to Ang Lee.
Li Jianjun and Ah Min followed him.
Da Chun alone walked away quickly in the opposite direction.
New Street, Ding Ye Hall.
The old man wore a black placket and stepped on cloth shoes, solemnly worshiped God, lit three incense sticks, and then sat down on the chair in the center unhurriedly.
He glanced at the people in the hall, his eyelids lowered:
"What about people, I've already asked the doll to be invited. Everyone is eating in the walled city, one is prosperous and one is lost, if you have anything to say, you can also express your attitude. β
"Master Ding, big guys, make it clear in advance, I'm just here to join in the fun, and you don't need to ask my opinion on this matter, just when I don't exist."
Fat Boy said with a grin.
He sat down at the head of the old man, leaning back indifferently.
Ke Wanchang sat opposite the fat boy, his left arm hanging from his chest with gauze, and his right hand holding a black umbrella.
He interrupted Fat Tsaichao's words and said with a straight face:
"You can't say that, although your fat boy is outside, there are a lot of people in the walled city, how can it be none of your business."
Fat Boy Chao glanced at him, and his tone was disdainful:
"What does it mean to have a lot of people? To put it mildly, this walled city is almost controlled by your fellow villagers, gambling houses, tobacco houses, brothels, and the three of you each have a share of the money-making business, and you eat meat, and even drink the soup cleanly.
As for us, except for a pitiful sanitation fee, the plumbing management fee (public faucet), we didn't get anything in our mouths.
Wow, now that your gambling house has been smashed, you think of me and Ding Ye, how can there be such a good thing? Anyway, I'm here to say, and I won't get involved in the matter between you and Ang Lee. β
The two were already at odds, and last time his right-hand man Chen Minhui was broken by Long Chenghu and broke three ribs, and he was just discharged from the hospital yesterday.
Ke Wanchang's gambling house was robbed and had a conflict with Li An, it would be good if he didn't fall into the well, how could he be bored and used as a gun by the other party.
At this time, Feng Chunmei, who was wearing a white embroidered robe with a blush on her face, pinched her orchid fingers and said in a soft tone:
"There are no rules, there is no circle, and in the past ten years of the walled city, no one has ever dared to use firearms.
As soon as Ang Lee came to the city today, he robbed Mr. Ke's gambling house with more than a dozen gunmen, injured my brother in the hot pot stall on Xinjie at night, and used firearms. β
"I agree with that."
Fu Shoujin, who was sitting next to Ke Wanchang, stretched lazily and yawned in agreement:
"I don't think everyone should be naΓ―ve to think that if the city doesn't matter, those ghosts won't dare to move the walled city, right?
That's because we usually act within their tolerance, if the city wall uses firearms at every turn to challenge their bottom line, and things get bigger, those half-ghost guys will definitely not mind sending troops into the city to purge our community. β
"Hey, you're not, aren't you? Ding Ye and I can say this, how can you be embarrassed to talk about it from your fellow townspeople's association, don't forget the last time you killed Ferranche? At that time, why weren't you afraid that those ghosts would send people into the city? β
Fat Boy's eyes widened, and he screamed in an exaggerated tone.
Fu Shoujin glanced at him, glanced at his lips and said:
"It's all said, the ghost guy has always liked the lintel of the half-, and he stands up, Frankie is doing the business of an underground boxing stadium, this kind of disgraceful side business, in order to maintain their image, the ghost guy has no time to cover up, how can he have the audacity to speak out."
"Huh"
Fat Boy sneered twice and said, "What is right and wrong has been told by your fellow villagers, do you think I don't look like an idiot?" β
With that, he spat on the ground, seemingly reluctant to say more.
Picking up the golden orange on the wooden table on the right-hand side, he took a big bite of the belt pulp, chewing until the juice splashed, and the yellow orange juice flowed down the corner of his mouth.
Ding Ye, who was sitting in the center position, put down the teacup, knocked his fingers on the armrest of the wooden chair, and made a round:
"You don't have to fight, the city has the rules of the walled city, let's wait for the main lord to come, how about it?"
If it weren't for the rules of the fellow townspeople's association, Camel Ding really didn't want to pay attention to these things.
What's more, when Fat Boy Chao came, he told him about Ang Lee's situation.
There are two Inspector Hua standing behind him, and his own strength is not weak, even the Changle Club in Wan Chai has suffered a big loss from Ang Lee.
As long as you don't have a conflict of interest, you can be friends.
In his opinion, when everyone comes out to make money, they naturally talk about making money, talking about many people, and talking about their brains!
Sometimes in the face of naked interests, any righteousness, face, and even rules should be worthless.
Of course, as a walled veteran like a squire, the meaning of existence is to maintain the so-called rules in the walled city and use them to restrain the people below, so some superficial rules still have to be followed.
"It's right out of the alley."
The doll who led the way in front of him didn't reply.
The group walked out of the alley and walked down the mottled staircase to the Dingye Hall on the second floor.
The doll paused and glanced at Li Jianjun and Ah Min who were following Li An:
"You don't have to search your body, but the two of them can't enter."
Li Jianjun and Ah Min ignored Doll Qiang, and just looked at Li An.
It seems that he is also worried that Ang Lee will misunderstand, and Doll Qiang added:
"It's not just you, Ke Wanchang and Fat Zai Chao also went in alone. Since everyone is sitting together, in order to avoid some unnecessary misunderstandings, some basic rules must be observed. β
Ang Lee thought for a moment and responded with a smile:
"That's nature."
Without looking back, he said to the two people behind him: "Since everyone is abiding by the rules, then Uncle Jun, you should wait outside first." β
"Okay."
Li Jianjun was concise and to the point.
The doll forcibly pushed open the door, and Li An glanced at the situation in the house, and when he followed in, he was just in time for Ding Ye's words to land.
"Today I have the pleasure of meeting you."
Li An said with a relaxed smile.
Glancing at the people in the hall again.
Ke Wanchang, Feng Chunmei, Fu Shoujin, Fat Zai Chao and three or four unknown faces, and finally Ang Lee stopped his gaze on the old man in the center.
"This is Ding Ye, right?"
The old man known as Ding Ye was also looking at Li Ang who entered the door in surprise, surprised by Li An's youth.
He didn't show it on his face, nodded at Li An and said:
"There are talents in the rivers and lakes, please take a seat."
Doll Qiang walked directly to Ding Ye and sat in the lower position on the other party's right.
Ang Lee looked around and walked to the side of Fat Boy Chao.
"Brother Chao, you shouldn't have anyone here, right?"
Fat Tsaichao said politely: "You, the main master, are the last to arrive, and no one comes behind, as long as there is an empty seat, you can sit casually." β
Li An nodded and sat down generously.
He looked at the old man sitting in the center and asked deliberately:
"Master Ding, when I entered the door just now, I seemed to hear you say that you would wait until I, the main master, came, and then talk about it, I don't know what made Master Ding make such a big scene this time?"
There was a bit of sternness in Camel Ding's tone:
"Okay, since you asked, then let's get straight to the point. Although the city is chaotic, it is the rule in the city not to use firearms, and it is also the reason why the bad guys can tolerate us. So whether it's fighting for territory or seeking revenge, the club strictly abides by this rule, do you know what I mean? β
"Understood. You're saying I used a gun during the day. β
Li An nodded, and suddenly laughed: "If you don't use firearms, this rule is just to fool the people below, I dare to say, everyone here can search for a lot of short dogs, if you use this reason as an excuse like holding a trial meeting, it won't be very interesting." β
After a pause, Ang Lee continued:
"In this way, it is rare that everyone is here tonight, and we can speak clearly at one time. I can roughly guess what everyone is thinking, and I repeat, I don't go out of the way, and I'm not interested in the territory in your hands, so you can rest assured. β
"We believe what you say, and you treat us as idiots?"
Feng Chunmei's eyes as she looked at Li An had a cold light.
As we all know, he has always regarded Feng Xiaman's younger brother more seriously than himself, and Li An's injury to Feng Xiaman made him angry.
"And are you sitting here? Wouldn't it be better to show me the carriage and horses. β
Li An said this very politely, his eyes were fixed on Feng Chunmei's face, and his smile instantly converged:
"To put it mildly, the slum of the walled city, your fellow villagers will be a treasure, whether it is Ding Ye or Fat Zichao outside, which one does not earn more than you.
Besides, you must have investigated my details before you invited me here. If I really want to make this trip, I might as well go to Yau Ma Tei and Boundary Street. β
Hearing Li An mention himself, the two coughed a little awkwardly.
Camel Ding looked at Li An, who was a little unable to suppress his anger, and couldn't help believing it a little in his heart, and without waiting for Feng Chunmei, who looked gloomy, to speak, he changed the topic:
"Then why did you rob Ke Wanchang's gambling house as soon as you came to the walled city?"
"Then you're going to ask him."
Li An raised his eyebrows playfully.
(End of chapter)