Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

Li Shan's head was buzzing - this kid's hand speed was so fast that he received at least eight or nine heavy blows on the face.

Zhou Qi used his waist and hips to spin around, stretched his right leg straight, and kicked Li Shan in the ribs with a whip-like sound.

He had practiced this unique Sanda skill for eight years, and he used it to kick the man so hard that he flew backwards and his back hit the diesel barrel with a bang.

The whole set of movements was as neat and tidy as a martial arts movie. Zhou Qi picked up the homemade rifle on the table with his backhand, pulled the bolt with a click, and pressed the black muzzle against Li Shan's temple:

"Stand still, everyone! If anyone dares to move even a step, I'll make his brains splatter on the wall!"

"Brother, calm down! This thing can easily go off..." someone stammered.

"What are you afraid of? I have already unloaded all the bullets!"

"No bullets?"

Zhou Qi flipped his wrist and swung the butt of the gun in a semicircle, hovering above Li Shan's head. "Do you believe I can use this piece of iron to split his head?"

A murmur suddenly broke out from the crowd: "Go to the dock and arrest his wife and children!"

Seven or eight dark shadows rushed towards the hatch.

At this time, several people from Shaolin Temple had just arrived near the sand-dredging ship on motorcycles. The headlights of the motorcycles swept across the lake, startling several night herons.

"Fuck you, uncle!"

Zhou Qi grabbed Li Shan by the collar and lifted him up, stabbing the barrel of the gun into his mouth: "Whoever dares to touch my family, I will send him to hell now!"

The engine roared outside the boat, and Shaolin Temple yelled at the top of his voice: "Brother Qi! Are you still breathing?"

"I can't die!"

Zhou Qi's eyes gleamed with brilliance. This brother was indeed reliable. "A few bastards just ran away. They are probably heading for the dock!"

"Leave your sister-in-law and baby to us, nothing will go wrong."

Several brothers from Shaolin Temple swiftly climbed onto the deck.

The leading monk waved his flashlight and shouted, "Put your weapons on the ground!

We have two truckloads of people here, at least a hundred of us. If you think it's not lively enough, we can send five or six more truckloads of people over in a minute!"

As he spoke, he pursed his lips and blew a sharp whistle. In the dark night, the whistle startled the night owls in the reeds, and suddenly a dazzling car light came on two miles away.

Two trucks full of people roared over, the truck beds were packed with men holding steel pipes and machetes, and the wheels crushed stones everywhere.

In less than five minutes, hundreds of strong men jumped out of the car and formed a semicircle.

Those villagers holding homemade guns had never seen such a scene. In the past, the armed fights in the village were at most hoes and carrying poles, nothing like what happened now where trucks were directly used to bring in professional thugs.

"Fourth brother, collect their fire sticks first."

Zhou Qi grabbed Li Shan by the back of his collar and pushed him forward: "These homemade guns can't even fit a real bullet. They're too heavy to use as firewood sticks. But they're perfect to take back as evidence."

Dozens of rusty earthen guns soon piled up into a small hill.

Zhou Qi kicked Li Shan who was slumped on the ground: "You're not farming but learning to kidnap people? You're really good at picking the right time!"

The villagers stood in two rows trembling, knowing that they had hit a wall tonight.

"Brother... didn't we brothers agree to make peace?"

Li Shan covered his sunken chest and gasped. Zhou Qi's kick just now almost broke his ribs.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms!"

Zhou Qi suddenly raised his leg and hit the other person's lower body with his knee. Li Shan immediately curled up like a shrimp and howled miserably, with cold sweat dripping down his chin and onto the deck.

Seeing this situation, the villagers who had originally held out hope were completely discouraged.

"Brother... Brother, please spare my life!" Li Shan took the time to smoke half a cigarette before he managed to stand up with a hunched back.

"You have two options. If you settle it publicly, the brothers will beat you half to death first, and then send you to be shot - kidnapping is a serious crime that can cost you your life. If you settle it privately..."

Zhou Qi grabbed the man's hair and shook it: "Tell the truth after you get beaten up. Who ordered you to kidnap my wife and children?"

"If we follow the formal procedures, we will be killed. If we solve it privately, we can save our lives!"

Li Shan collapsed on the ground, panting heavily, with cold sweat dripping down his chin. There were two paths before him, and either one seemed to want to eat him alive.

Li Shan is regretting it so much now!

If he had listened to Zhu Xiang and kidnapped Zhou Qi to kill him, he would have been living a carefree life with the money in his pocket, instead of ending up losing both his life and his money.

Zhou Qi, who called him "Brother Shan", was indeed a ruthless character. He changed his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book and was ready to send him to hell in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Qi was trembling and undecided. He raised his chin to his brothers and said, "Greed to death!"

More than a dozen strong men rushed up and punched and kicked Li Shan like raindrops.

Li Shan rolled on the muddy ground like a mud monkey and begged for mercy at the top of his voice: "Stop hitting me! I admit defeat!"

The villagers who were watching all shrank their necks and dared not move when they heard Li Shan's screams like a pig being slaughtered.

The neighbors, who usually claim to be as close as a stone, now acted like a hornet's nest that had been poked - when faced with a tougher idiot than themselves, this group of cunning people immediately showed their true colors and huddled under the wall like monkeys scattering when a tree falls.

"I choose to settle it privately! Please draw a path for me!" Li Shan shouted while coughing up blood foam.

Zhou Qi squatted down and patted his swollen face: "Great! Give up the bastard who ordered you to do it. I'll find someone to write a document and you just sign it."

"This……"

Li Shan just hesitated for a moment when Zhou Qi picked up the bench leg and hit him: "How dare you hesitate? Beat me to death!"

He was beaten with sticks again, and he didn't even have the strength to groan.

Two pages of confession with red fingerprints were thrown in front of Li Shan.

The first page recorded how Zhu Xiang instigated him to take revenge on Zhou Qi, and the second page recorded his kidnapping, extortion and plan to wipe out the family.

Zhou Qi shook the document loudly: "I'll keep this for you. If you dare to do anything stupid next time, I'll send you to be shot!"

Li Shan was beaten to the point where he was half dead. How could he dare to say no?

The scarred younger brother came over with a switchblade and cut a bloody gash on his index finger with a "swish".

More than 30 accomplices in the yard lined up to sign and seal their names. Some of them could not even write their own names. They were all pressed on their heads and stamped their bloody fingerprints on the document.

"Fourth brother, you brought so many brothers to help me out today. I really don't know how to thank you."

Zhou Qi swept all the dozens of stacks of cash on the table into his briefcase: "This little gift is for buying drinks for everyone, please don't refuse it."

The bald Shaolin Temple stroked his chin and shook his head.

A hundred thousand is not a small sum these days, but he values ​​loyalty the most. He pushed the money back and said, "Brother Zhou, even though we have known each other for a short time, you should understand me..."

"Fourth brother, that's too polite!"

Zhou Qi interrupted and picked up the bulging briefcase and stuffed it into the crowd: "Let the brothers take it and divide it up, and have a good meal tonight. From now on, you are my brother, and you will be there if you need anything!"

Seeing that the other party was determined to give it, Shaolin Temple glanced at the hundreds of people in the room.

He knew that this amount was nothing to Zhou Qi who was working on the project, but his brothers usually only earned 20 yuan each for tea money from taking on a job.

"Otherwise..."

Shaolin Temple took out his phone and started the calculator: "Two hundred per person, you can take the rest back."

"Fourth brother, are you scolding me?"