His name is Li Fu, he was alive before, and now he is dead. He once had a happy family, which was later ruined.

Everyone in the world says: Gambling is harmful.

But why do there always be people who don't believe the words of the ancients?

In short, it's too late to say anything. Because he was dead, his neck was slit, and desperate blood spurted from his veins.

The pigs are no longer out of oil and water, and the hungry wolves will naturally rush to the top.

The pig was dismembered. A knife slashed through the air, with a whistling sound, and directly cut off Li Fu's neck.

The skull rolled to the ground as if it had fallen a blood gourd, and then someone picked it up.

After a brief handling, his head was served on a wooden plate.

The person in charge of the ingots gambling house is surnamed Gao, and he ranks second in the family, known as the second master of Gao.

Now the second master Gao held this frightened head and walked into a room.

Then, the room was filled with desperate women's screams and high-pitched awkward laughter.

Just as Fuguilou has a backhand, Yuanbao Gambling House also has a backhand.

............

It is said that after leaving Fuguilou, a large group of 43 people came and walked on the street, like a group of people marching and demonstrating.

With swords in their hands, they are all stout people, and their faces are not good. Everywhere they went, everyone was terrified.

"Uncle, are you going to stop them?"

In a teahouse, a young man with a long knife on his waist asked the elders beside him.

Li Jiewei looked at this upright-looking nephew and couldn't help but think of when he was young.

So young, so upright, and then ...... I was taught to be a man by reality.

Shaking his head and expelling the cluttered thoughts in his mind, Li Jiewei said: "No need, there are instructions from above, don't be nosy." ”

He tugged at a cloth bag around his waist, and the corners of his mouth curved inexplicably.

The young man looked at the troublemakers, his eyes exuded an unwilling look, and he continued to say stubbornly: "But Uncle ......"

"There's nothing to say! Come on, come on, our uncle and nephew will go to the Jade Pavilion to get a table. ”

One old and one young, the elder dragged the young man away.

When the people left, the tea was also slightly cold, and the shopkeeper would soon rush here to erase the traces. Perhaps the only thing left was the young man's unwillingness.

Move your gaze to a team of forty-three thugs, who are running rampant through the streets, so unspirited.

He Shang is also one of them, hidden within this large group.

It was only then that he realized the specific meaning of what he said, "The greater the strength, the greater the power."

When he was just a wandering baby, passers-by had only disdain in their eyes, and the stall owners on the side of the road looked at him with the same eyes as flies.

But now it's different, he's a member of the thug group.

He could feel the fearful gazes of the passers-by on the street, and he saw the frightened looks of the stall owners around him.

Life is impermanent, it is really impermanence.

"My stall, my baked cakes, my ...... Ouch!"

The scream at the end of the words interrupted He Shang's thoughts and successfully attracted his attention.

He looked and saw that their thug group was gathering around a baked cake stall, making a fuss.

A rough man in brown stood in front of him and said in a high-spirited manner, "Whatever is yours, it is ours." Brothers, are you right?"

The thugs are all green-skinned scoundrels who are not afraid of making trouble, and of course they are cheering and shouting.

He Shang didn't join the cheering team, he just mixed in with the thugs and his group, quietly looking at this eye-catching big man.

He knew this person, who was one of the three people sent by Fuguilou for this operation, and his name seemed to be ...... Tian Fen.

He Shang's black eyes looked at this Tian Fen, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Gather people's hearts." ”

(Uh-huh, I think so too.) ）

The end of the long-term silence also came out, and the slightly sharp voice continued to chatter.

(This guy looks like a careless guy on the outside, and he uses the method of smashing the biscuit stall to gather people's hearts and boost the morale of the team.) Wait, this stall is going to be robbed. ）

The voice in his head gloated, this demon pupil loved to see others in the disaster.

After Tian Fen kicked the owner of the baked cake stall, he directly raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, let's add some food, come on, come on, today's baked cakes don't need money." ”

As it turned out, the prophecy of the end was correct.

Passers-by on the street were terrified, and the owner of the baked cake stall cried and shouted, but the thugs were not polite.

One by one, under the grief and cries of the shopkeeper, the thugs were unceremonious.

It is impossible for a pancake stand to have more than forty baked pancakes, so some thugs did not get a share.

Seeing this, Tian Fen turned his mind again and saw the money basket of the baked cake stall.

"It's not enough to burn cakes, so the money will come up!"

The grief of the owner of the baked cake stall went up to the next level, and he saw a large piece of copper coins flying high and falling among the thugs.

"Now I understand what it means to 'the greater the power, the greater the power,' and that's right. ”

(Oh, please speak your heart's audacity.) ）

Mo Jue's voice was always a little mocking and sharp, but He Shang didn't care.

He looked at the mess of the baked cake stalls, the frightened passers-by on the streets, and the arrogant thugs, and said: "In normal times, when there are only one or two people, they would not dare to smash and rob the baked cake stalls." But now they are smashing the biscuit stall in public. If it were that Tian Fen, he wouldn't dare to do that!"

(Hey, right.) People haven't changed, why is that?)

"Because...... Man follows the majority. ”

(Tsk, congratulations on this realization.) ）

This farce is not over and is continuing to play out.

The stall owner continued to cry and shout, Tian Fen continued to gather people's hearts, and everyone continued to laugh and laugh, eat baked cakes and pick up copper coins.

But He Shang didn't join their team, just watched from the sidelines.

(Why don't you join in??There are copper coins and delicious pancakes!)

He Shang coldly glanced at the tragic situation not far away, and said, "I'm just thinking about things." ”

(What's the matter?) ）

"No, I've already thought it through. ”

After saying the cold words, I saw He Shang's footsteps move, and a piece of coal for baking baked cakes rolled up.

In an instant, the coal was fired by a slingshot, and it flew out in an instant.

The owner of the biscuit stall, who was crying, was smashed, and a large wound appeared on his head, and he was knocked out alive.

(Tsk, there's a holiday?)

"Two years ago, he spat on me. Now I have a lump of coal, and I have paid it off with interest. ”

(Hehe, the grudge of the jackal.) I just like your temperament. ）