Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The battle two months ago directly knocked Xigoupan from the clouds to the ground.

Now the number of Xigoupan's subordinates has been greatly reduced. Not only did Mingzai and his subordinates leave Xigoupan, but even some of Xigoupan's original subordinates abandoned him.

The number of Xigoupan's followers has now dropped from over 200 at its peak to around 100.

Among the one hundred people, most of them were seriously injured and unable to move. There were only a few who could move. Some had left. Those who could not move did not want to leave, but could not leave because no one paid for their medical expenses.

It can be said that Xigou Pan will drop directly from being a hall master to a small gang leader in the future.

Xi Gou Pan heard that his elder brother Che Zai Xia was training other subordinates and was preparing to take back the temple street from him and compete with the Yisiwan Company again.

This... is the real world of Xigoupan and his people. They are not without some spirit, but it seems ridiculous and there is not much of it when it comes to having enough food to eat and becoming rich.

After sending his trusted men to secretly watch over the situation during this period of time, Xigoupan confirmed that the reason Linghua was in its current state was due to Zeng Wangcai's help. He had originally suspected that Zeng Wangcai and his five men had participated in a life-and-death battle.

Therefore, Xigoupan now hates Zeng Wangcai the most and is thinking about revenge, but it is not convenient for him to do it himself.

"Did you see it clearly?" Xigoupan asked with a gloomy face.

"Brother Long, I definitely saw it clearly!" The younger brother patted his chest and said, "Their store paid salaries today. Damn, he is so rich. The business of that store is so good. He actually gave Linghua's subordinates 600 yuan a month. 600 yuan, we can't make that much..."

Xigoupan's face turned darker the more he listened. What the hell are you talking about?

I was asking about your whereabouts, but you told me that I was getting paid. Didn’t I give you money?

Thinking of this, Xigoupan's face froze, as if... he hadn't given me any benefits for two months. Damn it, why is his store doing so well?

"Get to the point!" Xigoupan said through gritting his teeth.

"Oh, the point, good, good!" The younger brother stopped talking about the salary and said, "Brother Long, you don't know, they actually get overtime pay, they only have to work eight hours a day, and Linghua's men all have the opportunity to work in that store, a three-month cycle..."

"Fuck, is this the main point?" Xi Gou Pan cursed angrily. He could vaguely feel the pain at the end of his right foot. "The main point, the main point, I want to hear the main point!"

"Uh... yes, yes, here comes the point!" The younger brother changed his expression and dared not talk about money anymore. "By the way, Brother Long, I saw Slippers Pig under Linghua's command. Slippers Pig actually defected to Linghua. I have already seen that he is a traitor..."

This time Xigoupan was so angry that he vomited blood.

The actual situation was no different from what I said. Several brothers who had originally followed him followed the little leader, Slipper Pig, and defected to Linghua.

They were actually accepted. People said they had turned from darkness to light...

This is called Xi Goupan, how can you not be angry?

So, after finding out that Zeng Wangcai was going to get out, Xigoupan decided to take the risk and let the few surviving brothers deal with Zeng Wangcai, including his confidant Abia who is reporting now.

When A Biao heard that his elder brother asked him to take a few younger brothers to beat Zeng Wangcai, his face turned green.

"Brother Long..." Ah Biao said with a forced smile, "We can't beat them. You saw it at the night market that time. Twenty people were no match for them. If we go, won't we just die?"

"You f*cking said that Slipper Pig is a traitor?" Xi Gou Pan cursed again, "I think you are the traitor. If you don't go, you will eat shit (so familiar...), don't hang out with me anymore!"

Ah Biao actually still had some sense of loyalty. He was not angry and defended himself, "Brother Long, it's not that I don't dare to go, it's just that it's useless to go. I think it's better to cause trouble to the store than to cause trouble to him."

"Bullshit, this is against the rules!" Xi Gou Pan's anger subsided a little, "If we smash his store, we will never have a chance to come back. Don't you understand the rules of the underworld?"

As long as street vendors pay, they will be protected. You can bully them, but you cannot destroy their jobs.

Whoever controls the street has the right to charge fees, but also has the obligation to protect the vendors.

If the party who loses the rights causes trouble to the vendor, it is breaking the rules.

Just like the riot caused by 14,000 a few years ago, no one suffered well afterwards, so the big companies agreed on some rules to restrain their subordinates.

From this point of view, these companies are doing quite well at the moment, unlike some ships... hehe!

"Brother Long, it's not what you think. We won't smash it!" Ah Biao explained quickly, "I remember the teahouse was harassed by Linghua's people at that time. We could also harass them without smashing or beating them..."

Xigoupan's eyes lit up...

......

At night, Zeng Wangcai lay in bed, listening to Xiaobao's thunderous snoring, and couldn't fall asleep.

The reason he couldn't sleep was not because Xiaobao and the others snored, he was already used to it.

He was thinking whether he should try his best to win over the manager of the Dong family when he meets him tomorrow, because the Bao family seems to be able to achieve his goal.

However, to deal with the Bao family, we must first deal with the car.

Zeng Wangcai closed his eyes and immersed his mind in the space.

Entering the space, he felt his control over it and found no changes.

Ever since he had a great time using rocket launchers to bombard the space, Zeng Wangcai has been in Jiangdao for a long time. He has entered the space many times and felt no change in the control strength.

He guessed that in order to strengthen the control over space, it would be necessary to use the materials in the space, and high-end materials would be better.

But now in Jiangdao, all the fights are small-scale. Being able to use a Mercedes-Benz is almost the limit. There is no chance to use bulletproof vests, let alone guns.

Although Jiangdao was not peaceful and newspapers often reported shootings there, Zeng Wangcai and his friends had never encountered any such incidents.

Zeng Wangcai habitually came to the workplace where he worked in his previous life, turned on his computer, and thought about the car.

There are too many cars in later generations. Starting from the first letter A to the last letter, there are multiple brands under each letter, and almost every brand has many cars.

He looked at the cars in the parking lot and couldn't find one that met his needs. He wanted a low-key and luxurious car, preferably one that had nothing to do with the current brand and had no advanced technology.

These contradictions mean... nothing!

Zeng Wangcai was a little upset because he couldn’t find anything. He left the guardhouse, found a random sports car and drove to the dock.

There were many boats docked at the pier, including a yacht he had used.

Suddenly he saw a small cargo ship, which was very shabby and looked quite old. The paint on the ship was mottled, as if it had been salvaged from the sea.

This kind of antique is rare in this port.

Zeng Wangcai suddenly became curious about what was on the boat. After using his mind to feel it, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide... There was a car on it, a Wuling van.

Wuling van, what a magical car, isn’t this the car I need?

Low-key luxury, strong strength...