"Brother, it's just a piece of broken copper worth a few dollars. You" Lao Jin covered his face in grievance and couldn't go on anymore. It was okay to be bullied by a group of fierce and strong men. Who made him inferior in skills? ? But even his boss beat him, which made him look ashen. Ma Sanbeard doesn¡¯t know how to hit anyone for no reason. He must have offended a big shot that even the boss can¡¯t afford to offend. At this time, the two kidnappers who had been screaming for revenge for Lao Jin looked at Ma Sanbeard with suspicious expressions and asked hesitantly: "Brother, are you" "Put down the knife!" Ma Sanbeard looked like a The old women on the street jumped up in shock, with a horrified expression on their faces, as if they were in shock, and yelled: "If you want to die, don't use me as a backing up." Lao Jin At this time I also noticed something strange about Ma San's beard. Among the Qing Gang, discipline is the worst. Well, it seems wrong to say that. The word discipline cannot describe the Qing Gang. But in fact, when the Qinggang was first founded, it paid great attention to the respect of elders and younger ones, and also stipulated several precepts. Burning, killing, looting, raping women, etc. are not allowed. But in turbulent times, even the army may go to the battlefield and become bandits, let alone a loose organization like the Youth Gang. But it's not that there are no restrictions in the Qing Gang. According to the gang rules, if Ma Sanhuo does something this time and opens an incense hall, he will be skinned even if he doesn't die. But if no one cares about it, he doesn't have to worry about receiving it. punish. But what if you are targeted by Du Xinwu, one of the eight leaders of the Qinggang? It was only then that he recalled that it seemed that the person Lao Jin had just told him to show him the token was named Du. In retrospect, he was Du Xinwu, who was known as the master of the generation. No one knows how high Du Xinwu¡¯s martial arts is, but in the early years, when Du Xinwu was struggling in Beijing, Hu Tongtian, the iron-armed ape on Tianqiao, was the master. He is also a master of Tongjiquan. He wants to use Du Xinwu's reputation to become famous and kills people at a banquet. Unexpectedly, no one was hurt, but Du Xinwu tapped him under the ribs, hitting the fatal point. He vomited blood and died that night. It is precisely because of this past incident that Du Xinwu's martial arts became so legendary. Of course, these are all rumors in the world. For the Qinggang disciples, Du Xinwu is still the senior of the big generation, the eldest brother who holds the leading token of the Qinggang with the character "Kun". With this status alone, Ma Sanbeard is not someone he can provoke. And according to his seniority, when he saw Du Xinwu, he had to kowtow respectfully on the ground and call him "uncle". Thinking that Du Xinwu came forward, the matter could only be left alone. Ma Sanbeard thought for a while and then asked: "Old Jin, I was just anxious for a moment. You have suffered. Senior Du is the leader of the Qinggang generation. In Zhejiang, he offended Marshal Lu. We can go there at most Fujian gangster. But if you offend Senior Du, you will have no chance of survival unless you go to the border area and remain anonymous for the rest of your life." . When the Grandmaster created the Qing Gang, he used eight tokens to command the Qing Gang disciples all over the world. Although this token looks ugly, as long as the token is there, tens of thousands of Qing Gang disciples will go through fire and water. When the time comes, Senior Du will really follow us. If we can¡¯t get through, we might not even be able to survive anymore.¡± When Ma Sanhu said this, he looked at the beams on the roof. This house was an abandoned and dilapidated house, and the beams were everywhere. Cobweb dust. Embodying emotion and scenery, there is an indescribable sense of loneliness in Ma San's bearded eyes. "That's it! That's it!" Ma San's bearded eyes looked at the disheveled brothers. These people were just like him, but they lived a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. If things continue like this, these people will not be able to unite and disperse. Not as good? As he spoke, Ma Sanbeard calmed down and ordered his subordinate nicknamed "Old Thief": "Old Thief, think of a way to prepare a table of good wine and good food." "This, big brother!" The old Thief is in a dilemma. I felt my pocket, and there was not even a piece of the ocean. Where could I go to get such a meal? Ma Sanbeard had no choice but to take out a few pieces of seaweed that exuded a sour smell from his riding boots. They were polished and made shiny, but the smell was a bit stronger. "Okay, add some food for the brothers, this is a big deal!" Ma Sanbeard's face turned down and he said angrily: "Who said it was prepared for the brothers?" Nuzui said: "It was prepared by the 'meat ticket', hey It¡¯s not time to say it¡¯s a meat ticket now. After a while, after we¡¯ve had enough wine and food, we¡¯ll let the person go. We¡¯ve offended someone we can¡¯t afford to offend, and we have to give an explanation. I¡¯ll be the only one tomorrow morning. , went to the Wang family with the meat tickets.Damn it, brothers, you haven¡¯t lost anything after following me all these years. Under the rice warehouse in the village, I buried a jar with a thousand oceans in it. Just divide it among the two of you and find a stable livelihood. It is better than living with me and sleeping in the open with your head tied to your pants. On the belt. " "Brother, don't think too hard! " Seeing this posture, it seemed that Ma Sanhui had already announced his funeral arrangements, and even Lao Jin and others were scared. "Brother, the worst we can do is let him go If we leave Zhejiang, I won't believe it. The leader will still do it. Blame us? " "leave? To put it lightly, Senior Du didn't mean to blame, he just showed me his token rubbing, with the intention of redeeming himself. If we just leave, do you think we can escape? " Ma Sanbeard sighed and said: "His old man is not only the leading brother of the Qinggang, but also the leading brother of the Hongmen. There are three mountains and five mountains, even if you hide underground, you can't hide from them. "As he spoke, there was already a hint of despair in his eyes. "Chicken, duck, and fish meat, although in the eyes of several professors, it is not uncommon to have a tooth ceremony. But after being hungry for a whole day, my stomach is already ravenous, and I can smell the meat. The fragrance made everyone salivate and swallow. Zheng Hua didn't have the habit of eating breakfast. From last night to now, all day and night, he was so hungry that he fell asleep, but he was no longer hungry, and started to dream about eating meat. It made him greedy and angry. The corners of his mouth were open, and the sudden smell of meat made his mouth water. He opened his eyes in a daze, but he still asked, "Tang Chen, let's eat." Already? " Mao Yisheng said in his heart, you have finally fallen asleep and woke up at this time. Isn't this the second time you have been punished? " He said angrily: "It's not us who have served the meal, but the kidnappers." " "Oh, what's going on in Zhejiang? We were just here for exploration, and we were all robbed. I really don't know if the kidnappers are crazy because of poverty, or are they just using us to relieve their boredom? "Zheng Hua complained all the time. Although he was a doctor studying abroad, he was a student at public expense, and most of his family backgrounds were not satisfactory. Although after returning to China, he held a public office and received a monthly salary of two to three hundred yuan, but how could the kidnappers take this seriously? Small money? So, I was puzzled. Suddenly, the door of the woodshed opened, and a kidnapper stood at the door with a revolving lantern, and then he saw clearly that no one was missing. Then he felt relieved and shouted inside: "It's time to eat. " Zheng Hua lay on the ground and said feebly because of hunger: "What should we eat? I can tell you, if pigs were given food, we wouldn't eat it. ¡± The image of kidnappers everywhere is not very good. They often starve Meupiao half to death in order to prevent Meupiao from having the strength to escape and making it easier for them to take care of him. And for the subsequent meals, it is considered good to be able to eat the leftovers given by the kidnappers. More What's annoying is that rice bran and vegetable leaves, chopped, chopped and boiled in a pot, can be regarded as food for people to eat. Although it was hearsay, Zheng Hua also believed that these were true. He was already hungry anyway. It had been all day, and he didn't even think about it. It would take more than just one day to make people so hungry that they couldn't walk. But the kidnappers were not happy. Their food at night was just rice and dried salted fish. The food for these meat coupons was a large silver carp weighing six to seven pounds, and a fish head alone weighed three pounds. A pot of white fish head soup was stewed. The smell of the fish made people greedy, and the women in the village fried it. It was made into smoked fish, which was delicious and crispy. No one slaughtered pigs in the nearby village, so they didn¡¯t buy pork, but the bacon tasted better than pork and the chicken The kidnapper¡¯s eyes were almost burning, but. Reluctantly, there was no chance to bargain for what the elder brother had told me. I could only say dryly: "Let's go eat in the main room. We borrowed seats from the neighboring village, so there should be enough." " Several teachers and students walked out of the dark woodshed with support. At the door, they saw that the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and there was a moist breath in the air. Zheng Hua thought to himself: "It should be Still by the river. " Some people wanted to run away. Luo Ying glanced at the door. She was already dizzy with hunger, her calves were trembling, and her steps were a little wandering. Although she was eager to try, she finally gave up. She followed Zheng Hua and Mao Yisheng into the main room. As soon as he entered the door , they were all stunned immediately. A group of kidnappers, either squatting or standing, each holding a large bowl of dry rice in their hands. Everyone was almost the same, with a piece of oily and salty food on it. Fish. When Zheng Hua saw this scene, he cursed: "Is this the legendary 'Salted Fish Gang'? ¡± What¡¯s even more surprising is that they were invited to the table. They were so enthusiastic that people thought they were meeting old friends in a foreign country and were invited to eat at home. But in fact, Mao Yisheng and the others knew what they were.In the eyes of the kidnappers, the status of "meat ticket" is not even as good as that of a prisoner, so he may be entertained with chicken, duck and fish. What¡¯s more, the only food the kidnappers have is salted fish. The meat stamps are better than the kidnappers. Are the kidnappers starting to feel at home these days? The chopsticks paused on the table. Although Zheng Hua had a hundred questions in his mind, he still smiled and laughed at himself: "Why do I feel like this is a meal for the head?" Mao Yisheng just picked up the chopsticks and listened to Zheng Hua An unfounded complaint made me unable to eat. People are going to die, so how can they think about eating? "Tang Chen, you guys are so impatient with your chopsticks! The government insists on eating with one's head, but kidnappers don't have this rule." Zheng Hua bit into a chicken butt with his mouth full of oil. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!