Genius commoner

Chapter 896 Violent Conflict
After Ye Zixuan came out of Jia's Mansion, he didn't go back to the Chunfeng food stall immediately, but went to Yasan's medicine market.

He announced that Jia Chenfu was cured in seven days not because of his head, but because he knew enough about the latter's condition. He recited the prescription he had already prescribed in his heart, and thought about going to the medicinal material market to buy several hundred catties of good medicine and make some pills. Of course, Jia Chenfu could be cured. His condition does not require so many expensive medicinal materials, but he needs to express his importance to everyone.

In the eyes of many patients and their family members, a pill made with 50 yuan is definitely not as good as a medicine worth 5 yuan. In order to reassure Jia Ronghua and the others, Ye Zixuan went back to the medicinal material market, and when he was about to arrive at his destination, He also sent a text message to Gan Wenzhong, telling him to go back later and let the latter squat in the store today.

Ye Zixuan also called Mo Qixiong to the medicine market to help.

"Hey, the dignified butler is almost becoming the waiter of the shop."

At eleven o'clock, at the Spring Breeze food stall, Gan Wenzhong, who had finished replying to Ye Zixuan's text message, put his phone back into his pocket, and then smiled wryly at the bald man who had been with him for many years: "Frog, let my brother prepare to open the door, Young Master Ye will be back later today. The chef resigned in the morning, this shop depends on us, and you will bring a few brothers to be chefs later."

"I'll take the cash."

He had a cigarette in his mouth: "Earning more and earning less is the second priority. The main thing is not to be felt by Jia Mori. We are afraid."

The three chefs, who were worried about being retaliated by Jia Mo, ignored Gan Wenzhong's earnest efforts to persuade him to stay. After Ye Zixuan left, he ran away without even taking his salary. Therefore, the opening of the stall at noon was a big test for Gan Wenzhong, but it was just as he himself said. He said that the store door had to be open, in addition to not being looked down upon by Jia Mori, there was also a need for it to be a cover.

Mandekin's details are still missing the last bit, so Gan Wenzhong didn't want to give up halfway. Hearing Gan Wenzhong's order, the bald man called a frog also looked depressed: "Brother Zhong, I am also the deputy captain of the Tiger Wolf. It’s not appropriate to go into the kitchen to cook and stir-fry, right? Besides, I’m not good at cooking, I can’t even cook fried rice well.”

The companions around him also nodded in unison. It's okay to do chores, but it's not okay to go into the kitchen.

Gan Wenzhong waved his hand, and shouted impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, you don't cook, should I go to the kitchen?" He also poked the frog's head with his finger: "Even if you want to hire a chef, when is it now? Is it too late?" ? Don’t pretend to be pitiful, some of the men who run the boat can’t cook, it’s up to you if you want to, get out of here quickly.”

"At worst, I'll take down the outside signboard and make a little stir-fry with Nanyue's specialties."

The frog looked distressed: "Brother Zhong..."

Before the words fell, there were several rubbing sounds from the food stall door, and the tire smell was quite strong. When Gan Wenzhong and the others turned their heads to look over, they saw five vans stop, and more than 40 burly black people got out. At first they thought it was Hammer who came, but they soon realized that something was wrong, and each of them was murderous.

Walking among them was a long-haired black girl with a tall figure and sharp eyes. These people rushed through the passage aggressively, stepped on the stairs, and then kicked away all the tables and chairs on the sidewalk. They slammed away mercilessly, and what they passed was a mess, and the frog's face changed slightly:
"Brother Zhong, something is wrong."

The corner of Gan Wenzhong's mouth twitched, and then he said in a low voice, "Send Young Master Ye a message."

The opponent's camp was all black, even a fool could tell that it was the blood gold gang. He was worried that Mandekin knew the details of the food stall, so he sent people to deal with it, but then he felt wrong. If Mandekin really believed that they were For the Tiger Wolf Gate, it is impossible for dozens of people to show up, and Mandekin will definitely send hundreds of people to suppress it.

But no matter what, Gan Wenzhong didn't dare to take it lightly, and asked the frog to give Ye Zixuan a message as soon as possible, and then he strode forward and faced dozens of black people with a smile: "Everyone, good afternoon, you are introduced by Hammer For dinner? I'm sorry, the chef resigned this morning, and I'm afraid I'll have to wait for an hour for dinner today."

Before Gan Wenzhong finished speaking, a braided young man took a step forward, slapped Gan Wenzhong on the face, and shouted sharply: "Eat your mother's meal!"

Gan Wenzhong couldn't dodge in time, five red governors appeared on his face, the huge momentum made him take a few steps back, his face was stunned and angry, the faces of the frogs changed drastically, and they rushed forward a few steps with a roar, but they didn't Dozens of black people flashed out of the long and narrow water pipe, and the people in front took out shotguns from their pockets and put them on the heads of the frogs.

Grinning, rampant.

Gan Wenzhong didn't expect the opponent to come so fiercely. He even brought a shotgun. He clenched his fist and then let it go: "Brothers, I am Hammer's friend."

When one person turned his gun against Gan Wenzhong's head, another black man also kicked at the bend of Gan Wenzhong's feet. Gan Wenzhong staggered forward and nearly fell. The gun was held against his head, and once he made a move, he was afraid that both sides would suffer, but he still stared at the black girl with a broken arm:
"I don't know where I offended the expensive gang, but I ask this eldest sister to explain it clearly."

A black girl with a broken arm, who is not much different from a man, waved her fingers with disdain. A black man stepped forward and kicked Gan Wenzhong to the ground. The other picked up a beer bottle from the box and slammed it on Gan Wenzhong's head. On the ground, the wine was splashed everywhere, Gan Wenzhong's head was bleeding instantly, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, several people stepped forward and kicked him to the ground.

Five or six people kicked violently with more than a dozen feet in turn. Gan Wenzhong's head was bleeding and he was powerless to resist, so he could only hold his head and bear it.

"Brother Zhong..."

The frogs saw blood instantly when they saw Gan Wenzhong being ravaged by the other party. Their faces were pale and distressed. They wanted to get up to rescue Gan Wenzhong, but they were hit by a few black sticks on their calves and waist. He was also punched and kicked, looking endlessly aggrieved and miserable, blood was left on his body very quickly, and it was shocking to fall to the ground.

When Gan Wenzhong saw the frogs, they were also beaten. He suddenly raised his head amidst the punches and kicks and shouted, "Let them go! Don't make us angry!"

When he yelled out the last sentence, Gan Wenzhong naturally showed a murderous look, and his eyes became cold and cruel, which made several black people subconsciously startled and let go.

Later, they became even angrier because they were frightened, and when they dragged Gan Wenzhong back, they turned their heads slightly, and a wine bottle hit him directly on the back, bang!Gan Wenzhong fell back to the ground heavily. Two firearms were placed on his head again. One of them stepped on his back directly, grinning grinningly: "Angry? Why the hell are you angry?"

He grinned grimly: "What can you be angry about?"

"Stamping you to death is similar to trampling ants to death. Even the police don't care, believe it or not?"

Several people swarmed up again and beat up Gan Wenzhong and the frog.

Then, while the black girl with the broken arm turned her head slightly, more than a dozen people dragged Gan Wenzhong and the others into the food stall, and closed three dilapidated wooden doors with their backhands to avoid the curiosity and exploration of passers-by, leaving a long and narrow bloodstain on the ground. A black man stayed outside to guard and drive away curious passers-by. Gan Wenzhong and the others were thrown on the ground like sacks.

After the light dimmed, Gan Wenzhong managed to squeeze out a sentence:
"What on earth are you going to do? We're friends with Hammer?"

The black girl with a broken arm who had been silent all this time sneered, stepped forward and stepped on Gan Wenzhong's foot, then leaned down and said softly: "You still have the nerve to mention Hamer? Do you think he is very majestic around you? I'm not afraid to tell you , Hammer and the others have been locked up, tonight, they will feed all the big fish, including you people."

"Offended someone who shouldn't be offended, and you are so stupid that you don't know it. Not only did you not run away, but you dare to continue to open your business. You are a bunch of idiots."

Gan Wenzhong's heart skipped a beat: "Are you here for Jia's end?" Then he sneered: "For the Jia family, you even killed your own brothers."

He knew that Hammer was in danger. Although the latter was cute and silly, he was also a person who had drunk a lot, and he was somewhat angry.

At this time, there were a few muffled groans and the sound of falling to the ground outside, but no one cared about the movement, and all looked at Gan Wenzhong who was about to struggle.

The latter was bloody and gritted his teeth: "You guys will definitely pay the price."

The black girl with a broken arm picked up a wine bottle and slammed it on Gan Wenzhong's head with a bang, the glass cracked and said, "Drag them all away and sink into the sea with Hamer."

Gan Wenzhong snorted and fell back to the blood-stained ground, looking very miserable.

"Move my brother, you have the guts!"

At this moment, three dilapidated wooden doors were suddenly kicked open, and two burly men with their backs facing the wooden doors flew out with a muffled grunt, and fell in front of Gan Wenzhong and the others. The light of the knife flashed, floppy!Holding the shotgun, the three retreated with a muffled grunt. They were stabbed in the wrist and the shotgun fell to the ground.

The hall of the food stall was instantly filled with blood, and then another black light flashed by. The body of the young man with braids who was about to draw his gun trembled uncontrollably, and a stream of blood spattered from his shoulders. The latter screamed and thumped. He stepped back and fell to the floor, with a dagger on his shoulder, and the black girl with a broken arm also froze slightly.

She didn't seem to expect that there was such a strong player, who could destroy the lethality of the four people's guns with one shot.

When the surviving blacks raised their water pipe knives and shouted, more than a dozen Ye Gong's children appeared outside the door, filing in, each holding a silenced pistol, instantly intimidating the enemy who wanted to pick up the gun. I'm afraid they kicked the iron plate, after all, the guns these people hold in their hands are something they can't buy with countless manpower and material resources.

Afterwards, the broken-armed black girl saw Ye Zixuan wandering in, followed by the huge Mo Qixiong, who was drinking beer.

Outside the door, more than a dozen black people had fallen to the ground, and their lives and deaths were unknown. A little further away, the iron curtain of the food stall fell, completely blocking the eyes of passers-by and diners.

The proprietor Youxi's brand was also placed at the exit.

Seeing Ye Zixuan and the others appear, the black girl with a broken arm shouted: "We are members of the Blood Gold Gang, and our boss is Man Dejin, who are you?"

Mo Qixiong spit out the beer in his mouth, and directly sprinkled the black girl with a broken arm all over her face

When the latter's face turned cold, Mo Qixiong grabbed a chair, stepped forward and swept it out.

There was a loud noise, and the body of the broken-armed black girl shook, and she was thrown flying with a muffled groan. Before she could stand up, Mo Qixiong stepped forward and kicked her on the waist again.

The black girl with the broken arm flew out again, spitting out a big mouthful of blood on the way.

"Young Master Ye, they are members of the Blood Gold Gang. They came here for Jia Mo's day. Hamer was arrested by them and wants to sink into the sea."

Gan Wenzhong, who was struggling, covered the wound on his head, licked the blood and reported to Ye Zixuan. It was simple and to the point, but showed all the information. Ye Zixuan nodded, and then slightly hooked his fingers. Walking up to the black man who was disarmed and kicked down by Ye Gong's disciples, the dagger was placed at one's throat, with a murderous look.

Ye Zixuan pointed at the black girl with a broken arm: "Where is Hamer?"

The black girl with a broken arm raised her head, as if she would rather die than surrender.

Mo Qixiong flicked his wrist, and the throat of the black man in his hand spurted blood instantly, flying five or six meters.

More than 20 black people were full of grief and indignation. They did not expect Mo Qixiong and the others to be so ruthless, and the situation between the two sides was changed too quickly.

The black girl with a broken arm also looked sad and angry, but it's a pity that the situation is out of her control.

Ye Zixuan looked at the black girl with a broken arm again: "Where is Hamer?"

The black girl with a broken arm looked hesitant.

Mo Qixiong passed another person's throat, and the blood was all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)