Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 23 Heads and Cash Boxes

Boss Yuan's eyes were red with anger.

He led his gang back to kill the general, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides in the street.

Two of Yuan Lao Da's powerful generals fought desperately to hold Shunzi and Da'erduo back, clearing a path for Yuan Lao Da so that he could rush into the house.

Boss Yuan held a long-handled broadsword in both hands - this sword was very old, with a handle made of oil-soaked wood and a long blade tied to the end with cow tendon. In his early years, Boss Yuan used this sword to kill people everywhere and made a great name for himself in Dicheng.

But his identity is different now, and Boss Yuan is old. This knife has not seen blood for a long time. Taking it out again today shows his determination to kill Feng Xiuhu.

Boss Yuan rushed into the yard with a knife in hand. Although he was limping, he still had a strong momentum as he walked.

He was furious and looked around. The first thing he saw was the delicate little lover kneeling in the main hall, with disheveled hair and untidy clothes. She was wiping tears and sobbing. Her pitiful appearance seemed to pour more fuel on Boss Yuan's heart.

When I looked up again, Feng Xiuhu was sitting at the table drinking tea, looking so comfortable as if he had just finished something!

Evil fire rises in my heart, and anger arises in my courage!
"Feng Xiaohu!"

Boss Yuan shouted loudly.

"If I don't chop you off today, you won't be named Yuan!"

He strode into the main hall, raised his sword high and chopped down Feng Xiuhu's head.

Feng Xiuhu had already seen him, and calmly lowered his head and dodged to the side, then chopped the table with his big knife, cutting off a corner of the square table.

Boss Yuan raised his sword again and chopped at the figure next to him again.

The blade stopped abruptly a few centimeters away from the forehead.

Boss Yuan broke out in a cold sweat, as if he was thrown into an ice cave in the middle of winter, and he instantly became clear from head to toe.

Feng Xiuhu poked his head out from behind Mike and said, "Chop him! He's an acquaintance of mine. I'll chop him in half with one blow. I guarantee he won't say a word."

Mike stared with his eyes wide open, his face pale, and he froze in place, not daring to move.

Looking at the butler robe on Mike, Boss Yuan's teeth trembled. He swallowed and silently put the knife back.

Boss Yuan glanced outside and forced a smile: "I was just joking, please forgive me..."

He tried to move his toes, but seeing that Mike didn't move, he slowly turned and walked out: "You guys keep chatting, I'll go out and take a look..."

Mike hadn't recovered yet, and his eyes subconsciously followed Boss Yuan.

As Boss Yuan just stepped out of the door, Mike suddenly saw a figure flash past him, rush to Boss Yuan's back, grab his neck, then pull out a knife and stab Boss Yuan's kidney in the lower back.

Puff puff puff puff——

The immense pain made it impossible for Boss Yuan to even utter a single sound. The strength in his body drained away rapidly, and his body collapsed. He turned around and looked at Feng Xiuhu in disbelief.

Feng Xiuhu wiped the sweat off his forehead, bent down and slashed Boss Yuan's neck with a knife.

Bang!

The old and shabby sword fell to the ground, and the sound of it hitting the ground startled everyone.

Once raw, twice cooked.

Feng Xiuhu cut off the head and kicked it out of the main gate of the house like a ball.

The head rolled to the middle of the street, and the two sides who were fighting fiercely gradually stopped.

Everyone looked over and stared blankly at the door.

Feng Xiuhu walked out from the door and wiped the blood on his hands on Shunzi's clothes: "Let's all rest."

The butler followed out with his head lowered, holding a cash box in his arms.

Feng Xiuhu took the cash box, opened the lid and poured out the cash, and the white silver plates scattered all over the floor.

He said to Shunzi, "Share it with everyone."

Shunzi opened his mouth and said, "Which big guy?"

Feng Xiuhu glanced around and said, "Everyone gets a share."

After saying this, he walked over, picked up the head, put it in the cash box, and then carried the cash box back to the house. The atmosphere in the main hall was different again.

The housekeeper silently added tea, lowering his brows and looking pleasant; the little lover stopped crying and knelt obediently by the wall.

Mike sat on the stool, hunched his neck and stared at the table without saying a word.

Feng Xiuhu sat down again and asked him, "What were you about to say?"

Mike trembled, his voice as thin as a mosquito's hum: "Priest, the priest wants to see you...Okay, it seems to be about the offering silver..."

"Here's the stuff."

Feng Xiuhu pushed the cash box in front of Mike and said, "I'm busy moving today, so I won't go back with you."

Mike could probably guess what was in the box, but he didn't dare to reach out to take it for a long time.

Feng Xiuhu leaned closer and asked him, "Want to stay for dinner?"

Mike stood up and held the cash box in his arms.

He turned and walked out. Feng Xiuhu caught up with him from behind and instructed with a smile: "Do you know what to say?"

Mike nodded repeatedly: "I know, don't worry, we are so familiar with each other."

……

Hollis Wu and Yu Duanhun were still waiting.

In the end, only Mike jumped off the rickshaw, and there was no sign of Feng Xiuhu.

"Where's Feng Xiuhu?"

Hollis Wu asked.

Mike lowered his head and tremblingly handed the cash box to him: "Feng Xiuhu said... everything the priest wants is here."

When the lid was opened, the pungent smell of blood hit his face. Hollis Wu couldn't help but frown and cover his nose, taking a step back: "Who is this?"

He didn't know him, but Yu Duanhun knew him.

Yu Duanhun also saw it clearly, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.

"...It's Boss Yuan."

Mike's voice suddenly rose. "Boss Yuan of the Rat Tail Gang attempted to assassinate me in front of everyone. Squad Leader Feng Xiuhu shot him dead on the spot to protect me."

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Hollis Wu's expression changed several times, and he suddenly glared at Duan Hun: "Assassinating a church deacon, can I understand this as a signal for the temple to declare war on the church?"

Yu Duanhun frowned. He didn't dare to take the blame. "There must be some misunderstanding here. Yuan doesn't have the guts to do that."

Hollis Wu sneered, "Save your explanation for your High Priest. You'll probably need it when you're held accountable."

The high priest of the temple has the same status as the bishop of the church and is the immediate superior of the high priest.

Hollis Wu said with a straight face, "I will report today's events to the bishop truthfully. I hope the temple can come up with a satisfactory answer for the church."

After saying this, he threw away his robe and without giving Yu Duanhun a chance to reply, he led his men straight into the church.

Hollis Wu suddenly changed his attitude and attacked Yu Duanhun, not because he was infected by Feng Xiuhu, but because he saw the longer-term interests behind this matter, so he had to make this matter a reality immediately and not give Yu Duanhun a chance to smooth things over.

Just like what Feng Xiuhu asked Mike to send, a head and an empty cash box - he said everything was here.

The meaning is self-evident.

The head represents the disappearance of the Rat Tail Gang, and the future dominance of the Bottom City Choir.

An empty box means that the temple will never get any more good weather tax from the city again, not even a single copper bead.

Thinking of this, Hollis Wu couldn't help but want to clap his hands and laugh - these are all political achievements, all merits!
It's all his!

(End of this chapter)