Film and Television: Starting from Leading Three Thousand Disciples Ashore

"It's all those barbarian bastards' fault."

"We had no ability but insisted on standing up for ourselves, and now look what happened, Hung Hing is blaming us for everything."

From the docks to their houseboats, the Tanka people are full of complaints.

This kind of situation was commonplace for Lu Wendong from childhood to adulthood.

If the people on the water were united, they wouldn't be bullied like this by outside thugs.

Lu Wendong took the opportunity to chat with a few young Tanka people, but they only dared to talk big.

He shook his head inwardly.

We have no choice but to invite Zhurong to visit us.

These guys are just hoping someone else will stand up for them.

As a result, he acted like a barbarian and is now being severely criticized by everyone.

Lu Wendong walked to the fish market road that connected to the fish market, where shops were opened in two rows.

Ice rooms, teahouses, gold shops, convenience stores, clothing stores, mahjong parlors, and so on, all kinds of places.

After selling their catch, the Tanka people usually come here to spend money.

Lu Wendong walked into Huang's Mahjong Parlor, run by Yongqiang.

Besides this mahjong parlor, Huang Yongqiang also owns a restaurant, making him a wealthy and powerful figure among the boat people.

"Uncle Qiang".

Huang Yongqiang was eating raw fish congee when he called Lu Wendong to join him.

Lu Wendong didn't stand on ceremony either.

We're all from the water, what's there to be unfamiliar with?

While eating, Lu Wendong brought up the fact that Hung Hing, like Shar Pei, takes 4% of everyone's profits.

Previously, Yongqiang and Shuisheng both told everyone to be patient, saying that things would return to normal soon after the winner was decided.

"That barbarian is brainless."

Huang Yongqiang lit a cigarette and cursed, "It's all his fault. He insisted on sticking his neck out, and now Hung Hing has caught him red-handed."

"Okay, I've really put everyone in a lot of trouble."

Lu Wendong nearly threw the fish porridge in his hand at Huang Yongqiang's face.

"Uncle Qiang, we can't keep going like this, can we? If we do, won't we all starve this year?"

"Why."

Huang Yongqiang sighed: "I'll think of another way to see if I can get in touch with Hung Hing."

"Alas, it's a pity that Mr. Lei has now reformed and become a master, otherwise things would be much simpler."

This guy no longer makes a living by fishing, and Lu Wendong knew he was absolutely not going to stand up for the people on the water.

They left after eating and drinking their fill.

One of the cleaners whispered, "Uncle Qiang, Lu Wendong is bragging. He said he'll take over the fish market in five days."

Huang Yongqiang burst into laughter, so much so that the cigarette ash between his fingers kept falling off.

"You've lost your mind!"

"These young lads don't know their place!"

Huang Yongqiang didn't even bother to comment.

Take it back to the fish market?

Do you think Hung Hing is a coward?

Didn't you see that after Shar-Pee died, Wo Shing didn't dare utter a single word?

The Hung Hing triad is really something else!

……

After taking a tour, Lu Wendong gained a deeper understanding of why the Tanka people were being bullied in this way.

It's all my fault for being so useless!

Then you can't blame others for bullying you.

Lu Wendong rowed his small sampan to find the barbarians, and immediately saw the barbarians' houseboat sliding out.

Upon seeing the rotten eggs and vegetable leaves on the houseboat, Lu Wendong immediately understood everything.

He jumped onto the boat: "Uncle, Aunt, where are you going?"

The barbarian's mother wiped away her tears: "Those damned bastards, they don't dare to mess with Hung Hing, so they turn around and curse us."

"This place is no longer safe to stay in."

"If you leave now, wouldn't that prove you really did something wrong?"

"Wen Dong is right."

The barbarian yelled and threw off the greasy curtain, rushing out of the cabin.

"I'm not leaving."

"You still dare to argue?"

Uncle Man was so angry he wanted to hit Manzi with a stick: "If it weren't for you, how could we have ended up like this?"

"What did I do wrong?"

The barbarian stiffened his neck, his face flushed red: "Did I want to go?"

"It was the Shar-Pei who forced me to this!"

"If I don't go, Shar-Pei won't let everyone go to the market to sell fish."

"The Shar-Pei is dead! The Shar-Pei is dead!"

Uncle Man shouted, "He's dead!"

"Uncle, calm down."

Lu Wendong advised, "Where can you go like this?"

"To Saigon? To Castle Peak?"

"Is there still room for your ship there?"

"Everyone's just angry right now; they'll be fine in a few days."

"If you really leave now, then everyone will truly believe that you have done something wrong."

The barbarian's mother suddenly squatted down and cried.

"Stop crying! What are you crying for!"

Lu Wendong brought the barbarian back to the cabin and looked at him earnestly: "Do you want to get back everything you've lost?"

The barbarian clenched his fists and suddenly lowered his head.

There was a hint of weakness in his voice.

"Take it back?"

Lu Wendong could tell that the barbarians had suffered a major blow and were starting to lose confidence.

Snapped!

He slapped the barbarian across the face, then grabbed his shoulders and shook him violently.

"Look at me, look at me."

Lu Wendong hissed, "Are you trying to desert?"

"Do you know what the consequences of desertion are? Your father and mother will never be able to hold their heads up high again."

The barbarian looked up, his scarlet eyes wide open.

"What will happen to those who went out to dry the horses with you? What will happen to their families if you run away?"

Have you thought about it?

"How can you act like a big brother?"

The barbarian cried out, squatted down, and buried his face in his hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

He's just a kid in his twenties, not some kind of genius.

At this age, it's normal to feel helpless when faced with problems.

"Cry, cry, cry, all you do is cry!"

Lu Wendong knew that this was a critical moment, so he continued to provoke the barbarians.

"If crying would help, go to the docks, go to the fish market!"

"There's no such thing as being forced in this world."

Lu Wendong grabbed Manzi and pulled him to the stern of the boat, then pointed to the vast sea.

There's only one road ahead!

"Barbarian, I want you to fight your way out with me!"

"If we don't fight back, we'll all be bullied to death by these thugs."

"If we win, even a dead end will become a path to survival!"

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Lu Wendong repeatedly and sternly asked, "Tell me, are you capable?"

"If you run now, you'll die! Since you're not afraid of death, why don't you stay and fight one more time?"

Lu Wendong needs barbarians!

Because the barbarians have a certain influence among the younger generation.

The reason we've ended up in this predicament is because of the machinations of a few old men like Huang Yongqiang and Chen Shuisheng.

This is what Lu Wendong observed in one morning.

Wherever there are people, there will be struggle.

"Sure, I can do it!"

The barbarian went berserk and shouted, "Brother Dong, I can do it!"

Lu Wendong grabbed Manzi's shoulder tightly: "Good brother! I know I didn't misjudge you."

"Now, I want you to go back and face everyone openly and honestly, without fear."

"They're all cowards, they won't dare do anything to you."

"I've already sold my fish fillet! I'm in the same boat as you, with no way out!"

"We will definitely be able to take back the fish market in a few days at most."

The barbarian nodded vigorously, wiping away a tear.

"Brother Dong, I'll do whatever you say."

A red envelope was stuffed into the barbarian's hand, and for some reason, the barbarian felt warm all over.

Lu Wendong believes that this is the significance of red envelopes.

No matter how loud the slogans are, they can't compare to a thick red envelope.

"These next few days, I need you to contact the brothers who were misunderstood."

"Barbarians, tell them! We must fight for our honor, not for ourselves, but to show everyone that what we've lost, we will take back!"

"We'll take it back to the fish market in three days!"