At the entrance of the night market, Old You was lying on the ground covered in blood. He was not completely unconscious yet. He supported his body with his elbows and crawled forward two or three meters, shouting in a hoarse voice: "Help... Help me... Please help me."
Lao You was also a familiar face in Tianhong Port. Many people who collected management fees at the entrance of the night market recognized him and immediately ran over to inquire about the situation and asked people to call Lao You's brothers in the gambling den.
Wei Xiangzuo stood in the center of a crowd of hundreds of onlookers, looking at Old You, whose legs and knees were broken alive. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he was very quiet.
"What's going on?"
"There was an internal conflict among the Code Gang. It must have been done by Xu Hu's people."
"Go and give him a hand."
"Fuck, why are you so troublesome? Do you want to die and offend Xu Hu?"
“…!”
The onlookers were talking and watching, but no one reached out to help Old You.
After about six or seven minutes, Lao You's brother ran out of the gambling den, pushed through the crowd and came to the center.
"Brother You!"
"What's wrong with you?!"
“… !”
Five or six brothers helped Lao You up and without saying a word, carried him to the car.
The crowd followed to watch the excitement, and a few familiar faces were pointing and making suggestions. Cheng Gang stood on the third floor, squinting at the situation downstairs, and said in a hoarse voice: "He will definitely contact Huabilong."
"What if he still refuses to cooperate?" asked Xu Hu's brother.
"Then let's go to District 3 and fuck Old You's wife and kids." Cheng Gang replied without a trace of emotion in his eyes, then turned and left.
Xu Hu's brother looked at his back, frowned, and said nothing.
Being a gangster is really good when things are going well, but it is also really miserable when things go wrong. You never know who will stab you in the back or who will take advantage of your misfortune.
Old You was not a man of so many thoughts, nor was he a big brother whose words were always binding. He just had a certain sense of luck and went to see his woman, but ended up with this outcome.
If Cheng Gang hadn't wanted to take the shop back from Huabilong, Old You would not only have lost his legs, but would have also died.
After Old You was taken away by his brothers, the crowd gradually dispersed, but they were still talking about it. Especially the henchmen following Wei Xiangzuo, they were even more unsure, they all felt that Xu Hu was too cruel, and if you offended him, he would really kill you.
Wei Xiangzuo looked at the bloodstains on the ground and the car taking Lao You away. He was stunned for a long time before turning around and leaving.
…
On the way to the hospital, Lao You was shivering all over, holding a brother's arm with his right hand, and murmured in a fuzzy voice: "Erli... I... I don't want to die, save... me, save me...!"
"It's okay, brother, we'll go to the hospital now." The brother whispered back, "We're almost there, we're almost there!"
"Where are the others following you?" the driver asked.
"They... They were all chased away. They caught my woman... I... I was tricked." Old You replied weakly, "It was... It was Cheng Gang. He secretly checked on me."
"Damn it, I'm going to kill this Cheng Gang sooner or later!" Erli cursed viciously.
"Call... call my eldest brother... let's not fight anymore... just hand the shop over to the other party. We can't beat Xu Hu. They will do anything for money." Old You was really scared. Even if he had a hundred people protecting him, he didn't want to go against the other side anymore.
Half an hour later, Lao You arrived at the hospital and was pushed into the operating room.
In the stairwell, several brothers gathered together, talking in low voices.
"I think Brother You is right. Old Wei has already run away. What's the point of us sticking around here?" Erli said with red eyes: "Cheng Gang is a dog, but he's living a better life than us now!"
"I really misjudged Old Wei!" Another person also frowned and echoed, "He was the one who caused the trouble and started the war. Now that there is a big mess, he ran away and left us brothers at home to get beaten. This is not fair!"
"Call my sister-in-law and ask her to contact Brother Long and hand over the shop to Xu Hu directly." Erli smoked a cigarette and whispered, "Otherwise, the other party will bite us and use us as an example. Who can stand it?"
"Okay, I'll call my sister-in-law." Another young man nodded in response.
…
In District Three, in an ordinary residential area, a woman called Huajilong, who was recuperating outside Longcheng. His condition was very bad, he had a fever for several times in a row and was in a coma.
"Brother, something happened to Old You."
"...!" Flower Arm Dragon pulled himself together: "What...what happened?"
"He was lured to Fukuoka District by Cheng Gang, and his legs were broken when he was caught. Erli and the others just sent Lao You to the hospital." The woman started crying when she said this: "Brother! I just don't understand, why didn't you let Lao You sell the shop before? Wei Xiangzuo has already run away, what are we supposed to do for him?!"
The flower-arm dragon panted and asked, "Which hospital is Xiao You in?"
"You are hiding outside and don't have to worry about anything, but Old You is in the harbor! Have you ever thought about him? Have you ever thought about us mother and daughter?" The woman complained and shouted, "They have lost their legs, how are we going to live in the future?!"
The flower-armed dragon was silenced and had nothing to say.
"I don't care! You have to insist. Go back and insist. We, Old You, can't bear the brunt of the burden any longer." The woman said without question, "I'll call Xu Hu and talk to him about the store. We won't care about anything else."
After saying that, the woman hung up the phone.
In a dimly lit bungalow, Flower-Armed Dragon was wrapped in gauze. He sat up on the bed with his left hand, his eyes blank.
When Huabilong escaped, he lost his phone, and during the few days he was recuperating here, he had a high fever and was in a coma. Therefore, the friend who took him in only contacted Lao You, but did not know Wei Xiangzuo.
Hua Jilong lay on the bed, frowning and thinking for a long time, then lowered his head and sent a text message to someone in the port based on his memory: "Help... help me contact my brother and tell him... I have done what I should do, but I can't stand it anymore, so I have to hand over the shop."
…
late at night.
Xu Hu called Cheng Gang and said concisely, "You did a good job. Old You's wife called me and is willing to discuss the store."
"Haha." Cheng Gang smiled grimly: "It must be Huabilong who contacted her."
"Go and talk to Gu Baishun later and sign the agreement." Xu Hu ordered.
"good."
The entrance of a food stall specializing in braised food in Zhanan District.
A waiter was using a sharp boning knife to cut the pork elbow into pieces.
Wei Xiangzuo was drinking strong liquor and suddenly asked, "Are you selling the knife?"