Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 47 Slaughter
As the leaders died one after another, the killing in the yard gradually came to an end until it was completely settled.

Of the nine leaders of the Jiuqu Society, six died and the remaining three were injured and captured.

Most of the core gang members were wiped out, the rest were captured, and a few escaped by climbing over the wall.

As for the hundreds of ordinary gang members outside the mansion, they are just a mob driven by interests and have no loyalty to the gang.

Seeing many gang leaders dead or arrested, they all scattered like birds and beasts.

The battle was over.

However, although the Patrol Armor Division won, it was just as everyone had expected.

The Jiuqu Society is a tough nut to crack. If you try too hard you'll inevitably break two teeth.

The Patrol Armor Division also paid a heavy price in this battle.

At least twenty patrol guards were killed.

In addition, there are more than a dozen people who are seriously injured and missing limbs, and are likely to have to retire.

There were countless relatively minor injuries.

These figures are enough to show that the Patrol Armor Division has suffered serious damage this time.

The amount of compensation that Liang Chuanshan has to pay out will be a considerable amount.

"Thank you so much for tonight, Brother Zhou. I will prepare gifts and go to your house some other day." Liang Chuanshan found Zhou Sixin and went forward to thank him.

"Nothing. After tonight, I'm afraid Brother Liang will have a lot of things to deal with." Zhou Sixin waved his hand with a slightly tired look.

The thirty patrol guards he brought with him were still intact after the battle. At most, they were injured, but no one died.

It can be seen that in terms of controlling battle losses, the General Command is better than the Patrol Armor Command in the urban area and few people die easily.

"Also, the strength of your little brother Song has far exceeded my expectations. He has a promising future. I was shortsighted before. When he was young, I was far inferior to him."

Zhou Sixin turned his head to look at Song Changming who was sitting on the ground resting, and couldn't help but sigh again.

Tonight, Song Changming really amazed him.

"As long as this kid is not arrogant or impatient and continues to practice martial arts patiently, if he is given a chance in the future, he will surely rise to a level that even I cannot catch up with!"

"I think so too." Liang Chuanshan nodded, agreeing with this deeply.

He was optimistic about Song Changming from the very beginning and recruited him under his command. In just two years, he had become his close confidant.

Even if Song Changming no longer works under him in the future, the favor of his support will be enough to keep him connected with Liang Chuanshan, and their relationship will not become distant.

"I'm going to take my brothers out for a drink and then go back to rest. We're exhausted tonight." Zhou Sixin smiled, said goodbye and left with his men.

The next task of cleaning up the battlefield will definitely be left to Liang Chuanshan himself. He knows the rules and will not cross the line since he has already received the benefits.

On the other side, Wang Xianwen was already feeling uneasy.

Until the end of the battle with Jiuqu Society, he never found another opportunity to persecute Lu Gang.

Lu Gang was not stupid. After realizing Wang Xianwen's evil intentions, he kept staring at him and gathered his patrol guards to his side.

Only after seeing Song Changming finally kill Scarface did he feel relieved and retreated directly to Liang Chuanshan with his injuries, not giving Wang Xianwen any chance to murder him.

Now, Wang Xianwen even ran away, just like those gang members of Jiuqu Society who escaped.

But people always have a sense of luck.

What if, Lu Gang has no actual evidence, and his actions are covert, and Liang Chuanshan is short of manpower, he may not punish him severely?

As long as I can get through this, I can still stay in the Patrol Division and make long-term plans in the future.

After all, he still doesn't want to give up the position he is sitting in now.

Wang Xianwen's eyes flickered, but he finally calmed down and did not move for the time being.

In the late night, the bodies on the ground were cleaned up and transported to the morgue at the city gate. Then, boxes of things looted from the Jiuquhui mansion were placed in front of Liang Chuanshan.

A summary list was also submitted.

Song Changming looked and saw several large boxes of money and silver, both copper and silver.

A very large number.

In addition, there are many antiques, jade, porcelain, and valuable writing materials.

There are also many medicinal herbs used in martial arts training, and their value in bulk may even be more than those boxes of money and silver.

It is hard to imagine how much black money the Jiuqu Society has earned in the past two years. Even with so many gang members, they still have so many valuable things left.

Liang Chuanshan took a quick glance at the items and a series of numbers on the list, and his brows instantly relaxed.

It was obvious that he was very satisfied with this rich spoils.

Soon, all the items were loaded onto trucks and transported back to the Patrol Division.

The entire mansion, including all the properties under the name of Jiuqu Society, were all sealed with official documents and orders overnight.

When Song Changming saw this series of skillful operating procedures, he sometimes couldn't help but think more.

The city's patrol department ostensibly maintains local order and stability, but it also has a tacit understanding with the gangs, and they make their own rules and do not cross the line.

In private, most of the patrol captains in the past were in cahoots with gang forces and engaged in despicable activities.

It seems harmonious, but it's just like raising pigs and sheep.

Gangs are like pigs and sheep. The fattened ones will be slaughtered and their properties confiscated by the Patrol Guard when the time is right, and a huge amount of money and merit will be reaped.

The Qinghe Gang in the past and the Jiuqu Society today are so similar.

The feed that feeds the growing pigs and sheep seems to be inexhaustible.

Where does this feed come from?

Most people are generally aware of this, so it is naturally impossible that it came from the Patrol Army or the government.

It's understandable, but the world is just like this. No matter prosperity or decline, peace or war, it's always the people of the same status who suffer.

In the final analysis, the whole picture of this world is that the strong prey on the weak and the big fish eat the small fish.

If you want to avoid being bullied, you have to be strong and keep looking for ways to climb up.

Climb higher than anyone else and no one can bully you.

Song's father was unwilling to live in such poverty, so he resolutely left the village and went to the county town to work hard. His purpose was to seek change and a way out, with a passion to revive the Song family.

Later, the eldest and second brothers joined the army in order to change their fate.

However, both Song's father and Song Changming's two brothers ultimately failed in their efforts to seek change.

After all, successful people are only a minority, and the road is mostly filled with the wreckage of failures.

Song Changming's entry into the Xunjia Division was also another process of change for the Song family.

This time, since Song Changming became the patrol chief, the result was undoubtedly a successful turnaround.

By moving the Song family from Baiyi Street to Houli Street, they truly achieved a class transition. At least they had escaped from the bottom of the society and were no longer bullied by everyone.

Song Changming did not comment on the various practices of the Patrol Armor Division, whether good or bad, nor was he arrogant enough to want to change anything.

This phenomenon and social atmosphere are not only prevalent in Donglai County, but also in other towns and even the entire imperial empire.

The ones who really need to worry about these things are the high-ranking officials and powerful people, and the famous scholars and heroes who care about the world. Only they have the power to do something.

(End of this chapter)