Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 143 142 Ni Shicai Must Die
To be on the safe side, Feng Xiuhu came alone.

Not to mention Shunzi's conspicuous size, even Mike, the only one who knew the plan, didn't come along.

Feng Xiuhu even dressed up in disguise.

He was wearing a dirty cotton coat, a thick felt hat with ears, a beard on his lips, and his face was covered with dark and light patches of charcoal ash.

Feng Xiuhu hunched his back slightly, with his hands hidden in his sleeves.

At first glance, he looks just like the ordinary people watching.

But in fact, the hand in the sleeve was still holding the revolver.

He seemed to be walking around casually among the crowd, but in fact he was looking for people from the temple lurking among them.

Mao Hetao had been challenging for a while when there was finally movement in Xianggu Pavilion.

Ni Shicai walked out, escorted by a group of servants, and greeted Mao Hetao.

Mao Hetao laughed and scolded, "How dare you! Mr. Ni, I respect that you are also a veteran who has made it in the martial arts world, and I don't want to take advantage of you - but you brought these few people with you, I'm afraid you will suffer today."

Ni Shicai bowed and smiled apologetically as he stepped closer. "Nice to meet you, Squad Leader Mao. I run a business and believe in making money through harmony. I'm too busy avoiding violence to dare confront Squad Leader Mao."

Mao Hetao sneered, "Stop talking nonsense. The invitation has been delivered long ago. You have to accept it whether you want to or not. I don't care whether you want to fight or make peace. Today, on these four streets, someone's surname must be changed."

Ni Shicai said sternly, "That's wrong, Squad Leader Mao. The ownership of the four streets in the Port District has long been determined. It was originally the church's missionary area."

Mao Hetao was stunned.

Ni Shicai added, "I know that Squad Leader Mao finds me an eyesore, so after receiving the letter, I've reflected deeply on this. I'm waiting for Squad Leader Mao to come, not to create a conflict, but to give him an explanation."

After saying that, he waved behind him.

A shopkeeper came forward with a tray.

Ni Shicai pointed to the items on the tray and introduced, "These are the deeds to my shop on Shengren Street. The land deeds, house deeds, and all kinds of other documents are all available. Squad Leader Mao, please take them back and hand them over to the priest. Once today's business is over, I will move out and never set foot on Shengren Street again."

It was like a punch on cotton. Mao Hetao was a little overwhelmed: "No, as a tax collector of the temple, collecting taxes..."

"Hey!"

Ni Shicai raised his hand to interrupt: "Ni said that the ownership of the four streets has long been determined. Since it is a place where the church is in charge, how can the tax officials come to collect taxes?"

Mao Hetao didn't know what Ni Shicai was up to, but seeing that Ni Shicai looked sincere, it didn't seem like he was faking it.

He opened his mouth and said, "How can the temple let you go if you do this?"

Ni Shicai's mouth was bitter. He lowered his head and leaned closer, saying in a low voice, "That's better than dying on the street right now."

Mao Hetao's face changed, and he quickly stepped back, shouting, "Ni Shicai, when did I ever say I wanted to kill you? With so many eyes watching and so many ears listening, don't even think about slandering me!"

Someone in the crowd chimed in, "That's right! They're looking for you to decide the outcome, not a life-or-death duel. Everyone's waiting to see what's going on, so why are you so cowardly?"

Ni Shicai was anxious. He didn't want to fight this battle. It seemed that the two crickets were fighting in the pot, him and Mao Hetao, but in fact, he was the only one being roasted on the fire.

He took another step forward, closing the distance between him and Mao Walnut.

Ni Shicai put his hand into his arms, and Mao Hetao's eyes fixed.

"Trying to launch a sneak attack?!"

Mao Hetao grabbed Ni Shicai by the collar.

Seeing their master suffer a loss, Ni Shicai's followers and guards could not just stand by and watch, so they all rushed forward.

"stop!"

"Let go of the boss!"

The Wrench Gang was no pushover either. They immediately surrounded Mao Hetao, making a lot of noise while holding hammers, sticks, wrenches and screwdrivers in their hands.

"So what if I just started doing it?"

"I'm going to beat you up!"

Seeing the situation escalate, Ni Shicai shouted at the top of his voice amid the noise: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" He stretched out his hand from his arms, holding a handful of silver plates.

Ni Shicai quickly said to Mao Hetao, "Captain Mao! Misunderstanding! You're delivering a message to the priest for me. I can't let you run for nothing. This is your hard work fee. Please have some tea, brothers."

At this moment, Mao Hetao had actually realized that it was a misunderstanding, but today's matter was ordered by Feng Xiuhu, and he couldn't stop it just because he wanted to.

Seeing that the crowd was excited and the arrow was on the string, Mao Walnut gritted his teeth.

"Fuck your mother!"

Mao Hetao slapped Ni Shicai, knocking the silver plate out of his hand.

The silver plates flew into the air like flowers scattered by fairies, and the eyes of the spectators were all shining.

"Do it!"

As Mao Walnut's roar died down, the members of the Wrench Gang finally had no patience left and rushed forward howling.

Mao Hetao turned around but couldn't find Ni Shicai, so he had to join the battle with his brothers.

The two sides engaged in a melee; the surrounding crowd scrambled for the silver plate.

The scene was in chaos, with every corner in disarray.

But where did Ni Shicai go?
He was crawling on the ground. He was not good at fighting and was afraid that he would be caught and beaten by Mao Hetao as soon as he showed his head, so he shrank to the ground.

He got on all fours and looked around, only to see legs everywhere. After vaguely identifying the gate of Xianggu Pavilion, he quickly crawled towards it.

The crawling process was not smooth either. He was kicked by the left side and his fingers were stepped on by the right side.

Ni Shicai ignored the pain and continued to cry out as he crawled, "It's a misunderstanding! Stop hitting me! It's all a misunderstanding!"

It seems like there is no end to the short road.

Ni Shicai was in a very miserable state, his hair was messy and his clothes were torn. He shouted for a long time but no one heard him - or maybe someone heard him, but things had come to this point and no one cared to pay attention.

"Ouch! Ouch! What a sin this is!"

As Ni Shicai sighed, a shadow suddenly fell before his eyes.

Ni Shicai looked up and saw a man squatting on the ground with his sleeves rolled up, blocking his way.

In the middle of countless legs, two people stared at each other.

The man's clothes were normal, but Ni Shicai thought his face looked familiar.

He didn't have time to think about it, and quickly raised a finger to his lips: "Shh!"

Feng Xiuhu nodded, silently took out a revolver from his sleeve, and pointed the muzzle at Ni Shicai's forehead.

Ni Shicai's pupils suddenly shrank - he recognized him.

boom! !

The sudden gunshot was particularly abrupt.

Everyone was startled. The chaotic scene just a second ago seemed to have been paused. Everyone stopped and looked around.

Someone shouted, "Boss Ni is dead!"

The crowd suddenly dispersed, and Ni Shicai's body fell to the ground with his back to the sky, blood gushing out of the hole between his eyebrows.

There was still a look of astonishment and fear in his eyes, as if he had died with his eyes open.

After the shock, Mao Hetao's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably: "I was shot. Where did the gun come from? Who fired the gun?"

Everyone turned their eyes over, including the Wrench Gang members, Ni Shicai's guards, and the crowd of onlookers, everyone was looking at Mao Hetao.

Who else could be asking this question except you, Mao Hetao?

(End of this chapter)