Fengyueju, one of the most famous halls in Bada Hutong. Although the laws of the Qing Dynasty clearly stipulated that officials were not allowed to visit kilns, there were definitely not a few people who committed crimes against the wind. Therefore, the dignitaries in the capital basically know that there is such a good place. However, on this New Year's Eve, most of the officials chose to follow the festival tradition, go home to have a reunion dinner, and accompany their yellow-faced woman and the dozen or so concubines... This undoubtedly makes Fengyueju such a comparison. The high-end "entertainment venues" are much deserted.
But there is another person, he did not go home to eat the reunion dinner, neither did his shrimp soldiers and crab generals...
This evening, in Fengyueju's Tianzihao elegant room, Feng Liuzheng was drinking flower wine with a happy face, and he was holding a disheveled beauty in his arms. In a corner of the room, another woman was lying on the ground dying, her face was scratched, and there were obvious bruises and scars on her neck and arms. More air out, less air in.
But no one paid any attention to her at all, neither Feng Liu nor his subordinates, not even the girls who drank flowers and wine with him, ever paid a single glance to this sister. No one was worried about whether she would die here, not even the madam of Fengyueju, because that was the person Feng Liuye wanted to deal with, and no one dared to ask more questions.
What kind of person is this Feng Liu? He thinks that he is already a perfect person. This "complete" does not mean that he will be finished at any time, let alone perfect, but that he has basically completed his life goals and has no pursuits. up.
Why does he think so? In fact, it is very simple. He has money to spend, women to play with, and more than a hundred brothers at his disposal. More importantly, this kind of life seems to last until the day he dies of old age, because no official dares to touch him.
Although he was not born in a noble family, he was a well-known figure in the capital. Even a few first-rank officials knew his name, so he almost alarmed Brother Guangxu and Lafayette.
If you ask Feng Liu what skills he has, there are not many others, but his greatest skill is blackmail. It seemed that he was born to do this job. If he had been born a few hundred years earlier, he might have been the leader of Jin Yiwei.
And it is very simple for him to extort other people's capital. All the venues in the eight major hutongs have his hands behind the scenes. Feng Liu is very clear about which official, which year, month and day, which girl he called, even the birthmarks on the buttocks of those masters. He can write down any shape for you.
Let’s talk about this matter, whether it’s a big deal or not, it’s a matter of life style, but it’s not a small thing, it’s definitely not a small thing. The "Law of the Qing Dynasty" stipulates that all officials who are prostitutes can get sixty sticks; and they will inevitably be punished by demotion or even dismissal .
Wouldn't the loss outweigh the gain if he lost his official position for such a thing? Besides, stick sixty! Even giving you sixty blows with bare hands is enough, isn't it? On weekdays, officials and lords beat him dozens of boards if they come out, but if you ask them, who dares to go up and try it by themselves? Those who are close to retirement age, those who are thin and frail, and those who are too drunk and weak, basically hang up directly after reaching sixty.
To sum up, as long as the Beijing officials still have the need to flirt, Feng Liu's extortion business can continue, and all officials, big and small, have to give him three points. Therefore, if there is really a godfather in the capital's rogue world, it must be Feng Liu.
There were three beeps, someone knocked on the door outside, loudly and urgently. Feng Liu put down his wine glass with a sneer, and pushed the woman in his arms away, and his subordinates at the same table followed suit.
"Outside the door, which road are you friends from?" Feng Liu knew that the two brothers he arranged at the door must have been knocked down.
"Rowan Atkinson." Wang Xu reported his official name.
"Huh... well done!" Feng Liu said in a low voice: "You guys, put your tricks on the bright side, and say that this white-haired fake foreign devil has good skills, and it's a tough idea, so don't lose face. "
A leader who looked like a leader immediately lowered his voice and replied: "Don't worry, Liu Ye, the little ones are already ready." He turned his head to the others in the room and said, "Brothers, bright guy!"
From daggers and bricks to big knives and maces, these hooligans are really professional. Except for beer bottles and folding chairs, they are like Confucius entering the examination room-everything.
"Master Ai, since you're here, please come in and talk." Feng Liu said loudly to the door.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open. As soon as the person outside the door stepped in, he was knocked to the ground with a sap from the big man lying in ambush by the door, followed by a burst of punches, kicks and blunt objects Hitting hard, they didn't stop until the people on the ground were completely motionless.
Wang Xu let out a long sigh outside the door: "Hey... why bother, aren't you from our own..."
The corners of Feng Liu's mouth twitched instinctively, and the whole room saw someone outside the door, sitting on the handrail of the corridor on the second floor eating melon seeds, and the one they hit just now was actually the brother who was guarding the door .
"Damn it! You bastards! What are you doing! I tell you to put your tricks to good use! You beat me so hard that no one would know!" Feng Liu yelled as soon as he slapped the table.
Wang Xu smiled, took two steps forward, stepped over the half-dead guy at the door and entered the room: "Feng Liu, I came to talk to you today, not to fight with you."
"You boy! How dare you fucking talk to Liu Ye like that! I..."
"Wait!" Feng Liu stopped his subordinates, and said to Wang Xu with a sullen face, "Master Ai laughed at me. If that's the case, please sit down."
Naturally, Wang Xu wouldn't be polite to him. As soon as he sat down, he picked up chopsticks and ate Hesai. He didn't look like he was here to negotiate, but he looked like a professional diner.
"Master Ai, what advice do you have for coming here today?"
Wang Xu spat out a piece of chicken bone, his busy mouth could only squeeze out two words: "Lu Quan." Then he continued to eat vegetables.
"Hmph..." Feng Liu snorted coldly: "What's the matter? Is Mr. Ai trying to get ahead of that trash? I think it's already very cheap for him. Have you seen that stinky bitch over there?" He pointed to the room The woman in the corner: "Even if it's my master, I'm tired of playing crookedly, no one can touch it, and the six major officials dare not touch it! What kind of thing is he Lu Quan? face."
Wang Xu took a sip of tea: "You gave him a dog's life, not because of my face, but because you want him to come to me to succeed, because you recently heard that there is a 'godfather' like me in the capital, just You want to find out my details, or you want to give me some color and let me know that you are the boss of this capital. So you bring a group of brothers here tonight, waiting for me to come and fall into the trap."
"Ha! Good!" Feng Liu patted the table again: "Master Liu, I like to talk to smart people. Now that you have made it clear, I will give you two ways. First, when you meet me, call Lord Sheng, let your subordinates in the church understand more, who is this..." He said so, raised his thumb, and squinted at Wang Xu.
Wang Xu yawned and continued eating.
Feng Liu continued: "As for the second way..."
"Dead end." Wang Xu spoke for him.
Feng Liu laughed again: "Yes! You are really a sensible person, I like it, hahahaha!"
Wang Xu sighed: "Feng Liu, you never thought about it, since I understand everything, why do I come here alone to attend the meeting?"
Feng Liu's face changed slightly. He didn't speak, but just signaled to the gangster with his eyes. The thugs in the room once again clenched the murder weapon in their hands.
Wang Xu said again: "How about this, I will give you two ways to go now, first, call me 'Godfather', we will be friends from now on, when you ask me for something, I will help you."
Before he finished speaking, the thugs all jumped up, brandishing the weapons in their hands, completely surrounded Wang Xu, several knives were already on his neck.
"Wait." Feng Liu raised his hand to signal them to stop: "I want to hear the second way he gave me."
Wang Xu said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. The second way is that you, Feng Liu, will disappear from this capital."
Feng Liu's face darkened, and he said viciously, "Then which way do you think I will choose?"
Wang Xu smiled and said, "I think it's the first one. I'll give you a reason you can't refuse..."