Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

After Crazy Dog Chang passed away, Cai Jian placed high hopes on A Shui.

This time, Sal gave Cai Jian enough funds. Cai Jian was also very generous. He gave a large sum of money to A Shui and his younger brothers, and promised that if A Shui's team succeeded in this main battlefield, there would be another sum of money.

The main battlefield is Temple Street, currently the only pure land in Jiangdao.

Therefore, A Shui is determined to win!

But now, the younger generation brought in by Qian Po and others has directly intervened and disrupted the war between them and Zeng Wangcai. How can this be tolerated?

"Niu, come here!" Ah Shui waved at his two younger brothers, "Did you see that old woman? She's the one carrying the big woven bag and yelling the loudest. Go over and get her!"

"Uh...Brother Shui!" The little brother named Aniu actually still had some humanity and a bottom line. He said hesitantly, "The old woman is too old. I can't do it. How about changing someone else?"

Aniu is the more capable one in Ashui's team, so he is also more confident. He means to attack the young people.

But A Shui disagreed. How could it be safer to target young people than to target old people?

Moreover, targeting the elderly is more likely to intensify conflicts!

"Don't listen? You can leave now!" Ah Shui waved his hands in disgust, thinking that if he was not a confidant, then he was not good. "I wanted to give you a chance to follow me in the future, but since you don't cherish it, forget it."

Aniu shrugged, indifferent.

He came from a different background, and he and A Shui were not in the same company before. Moreover, his ideas were different from almost everyone who came to Jiangdao from Wan Province.

He didn't like the lifeless Taiwan Province and wanted to settle down in Jiang Island. However, as an orphan, he had no connections and no money. But he felt that the money he had received before was enough, so he didn't care and was willing to stick to the bottom line of being a human being.

Ah Shui couldn't win over Ah Niu who was good at fighting, so he could only call his trusted followers and said, "Go and deal with the old woman."

"Okay, Brother Shui!"

This guy has no bottom line. He immediately blended into the crowd and sneaked towards Qian Po.

The scene is very chaotic now. Grandma Qian is still personally grabbing things, but there are many people around her, including her grandson, who seems to be worried about her safety.

So, this guy has to find an opportunity.

Finally, Grandma Qian was so busy with a frozen hairtail and working in the mountains that she had no time to spare.

This buddy suddenly rushed out and kicked Qian Po who had her back to him. If the kick was hard enough, even if Qian Po didn't die, she might have to spend the rest of her life in bed.

But fortunately, A B is a good grandson and he saw it.

"Fuck you..." Realizing that his grandma was in danger, Ah B became furious and rushed over while shouting.

But after all, the distance between him and his grandmother was not as close as that guy who was scheming, so he was a little late.

The guy kicked Qian Po's butt, but before he could exert any strength, Qian Po was pulled away, and the guy did a split.

"Ow..."

That guy can't do the splits, so it's natural for him to pull his crotch.

But it's not over yet!

Seeing that grandma was not seriously injured, Ah B could no longer hold back his anger and snatched the frozen hairtail from grandma's hand. He hated the guy who hit grandma so much that he hit his Wudang buddy with the hairtail.

Because of hatred, the hairtail uses the narrow back instead of the horizontal surface.

Zeng Wangcai and his men also became angry, so the ammunition was diverse and no longer limited to one type.

Therefore, some foods are very hard when they are pulled out because they are not in a good thawing state.

Just like the cutlassfish in Ah B's hand, it is as hard as a sword.

puff!

The Wudang guy was hit on the face, leaving a horrible wound and blood splattering everywhere.

Now the Wudang guys don’t have enough hands, and they have to cover their faces.

"what......"

Ah Shui watched his men being chopped and heard their screams, and he gave up trying to rescue them.

To him, it doesn’t matter who gets beaten…

"Ha...you dare to hit people?" Ah Shui saw the opportunity and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Look everyone, they are beating people, our people are beaten with blood all over their faces..."

Because of his shouting, the people above noticed it.

"Everyone stop and look!"

"Oh, it's coming true..."

"You were so cruel! Your face has been disfigured!"

"..."

Upstairs, Zeng Wangcai and his men suddenly felt that the enemy's firepower had stopped.

"What's going on?" Little Leopard bravely poked his head out, "Hey hey hey, big brother, look, something happened!"

Zeng Wangcai lifted up the visor of his helmet and looked out: "Oh shit, there's blood, that's...Mrs. Qian's grandson, eh...why are there so many neighbors?"

They were so excited about the fight just now that they just kept throwing things down without realizing that things were changing below.

In just a short while, the situation below changed. The demonstrators were already angry and could not withstand the instigation of A Shui and his men, so they shouted for a fight.

The neighbors were also very angry. They actually hit the old lady. It was so inhumane.

"Oh no! Hurry up, go down and open the door, something bad is going to happen!" Zeng Wangcai was shocked.

Damn it, I was on guard against everything, but I didn’t expect the neighbors to interfere.

Money Po, Money Po...

Zeng Wangcai knew very well that no matter who the marchers clashed with, the result would be the same, and Cai Jian would never give up the opportunity to make a big difference.

He asked Xiaobao and the others to be fully armed and take their weapons with them and go downstairs immediately.

There were too many people marching, and if they started fighting without thinking, who knows what kind of trouble would arise. No matter if it was one of our own people or neighbors, we would feel sad for anyone who got hurt.

As for the marchers, whether they were coaxed into coming or came voluntarily, they deserved the injuries.

Whether you are stupid or have ulterior motives, you should pay the price for your actions.

Zeng Wangcai didn't care about what would happen next and just wanted to get through the current difficulties first.

The supermarket door opened and Zeng Wangcai took the lead and rushed out. When Xiaobao went downstairs, he notified the secret guard team. Some of them continued to monitor the surroundings as usual, while some of them packed up and joined the battle.

There's nothing we can do, there are too many people on the other side.

As soon as they went out, the conflict downstairs began.

"Follow me, don't hurt your own people, take out the spray, don't save it!" Zeng Wangcai shouted, and rushed into the battle circle with the spray in his left hand and the baton in his right hand.

Those who had their backs to Zeng Wangcai would be hit with a stick by Zeng Wangcai without mercy, and either their heads would be smashed or their bones would be broken.

Facing Zeng Wangcai who was even more miserable, he just sprayed him with a mouthful of spray and the only thing he could do was fall to the ground and scream!

Zeng Wangcai and his group fought their way out of the melee and came to the neighbors.

"Hey, Mrs. Qian, why are you still looking at us..." Zeng Wangcai was hit countless times. Although it hurt, he was not seriously injured. He left Xiaobao and the others to continue fighting.

He himself took a group of people to take care of Qian Po and other old ladies and send them out.

Without any burdens...e, without any worries, Zeng Wangcai turned around and fought again.

In the crowd, the silly Ah Shui secretly took out a knife and stared at Zeng Wangcai viciously...