Chapter 35

In the early morning, the sky was already bright.

At this time, the shops in Yongle Fang, except for the brothels and gambling dens that only flourished at night, should all be open for business.

However, due to the recent gang war, the small merchants were so frightened that they postponed their opening time by an hour.

There was one exception, a breakfast stall owner who, in order to earn a little extra money, set up his stall early.

But just as he threw the stretched dough into the oil pot, he saw several men in black short-sleeved martial attire of the Flying Eagle Gang walking towards him.

The stall owner stood there as if he had been frightened into a stupor, secretly cursing himself for greedily setting up the stall so early to earn a few extra coins.

"Boss, if you don't flip those oil sticks, they'll burn."

A gentle voice came, and the breakfast stall owner hurriedly flipped the oil sticks in the pot, thinking to himself that it was a pity for such a handsome young man to be involved in a gang.

"Give me two oil sticks."

Su Xin turned to look at Huang Bingcheng and the others: "Do you want any?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Huang Bingcheng even smiled bitterly. At a time like this, how could the boss still have the heart to eat breakfast?

The freshly fried oil sticks were wrapped in oil paper and handed to Su Xin by the stall owner. Taking a bite, the outside was crispy and the inside was tender, with a fragrant aroma filling his mouth.

"Boss, your skills are pretty good. I didn't bring any silver this morning, so Old Huang, you pay for it," Su Xin said, taking a bite of the oil stick.

The breakfast stall owner quickly waved his hands: "No, no, really, no need."

Huang Bingcheng didn't have the patience to argue with the breakfast stall owner and directly threw a piece of silver at him, then followed Su Xin.

Holding the silver, which was worth more than what he could earn in ten days, the breakfast stall owner thought to himself that the leader of the Flying Eagle Gang was much better than the previous leader, Chen, who liked to smash shops when he was in a bad mood.

...

Tang Taihe, who dared to detain Su Xin's subordinates, was an ordinary-looking man, about thirty years old, with a slightly slick appearance.

When Su Xin and his men arrived, he was standing in the same spot, as if waiting for Su Xin.

Six of Su Xin's subordinates were detained and were being held down by Tang Taihe's men, kneeling on the ground, looking extremely miserable.

Their eyes were bruised and their mouths were bleeding, clearly having been beaten severely last night.

Actually, Su Xin's subordinates were quite capable now. They could easily take on three or four of Tang Taihe's men.

But they couldn't resist the sheer number of the other side. With over ten of them charging together, even the most skilled would be overwhelmed.

Seeing their brothers beaten like this, the members of Kuaihuo Lin were immediately enraged. If not for Li Hua and Huang Bingcheng holding them back, they might have rushed out.

Huang Bingcheng knew that now was not the time to act rashly.

Fighting outsiders was one thing, but if they started fighting within the gang, they would be punished according to the gang rules.

Fighting and brawling were one thing, but if these young subordinates caused a death, it would be a serious matter.

Moreover, looking at Tang Taihe, Huang Bingcheng suspected that he might have the support of Hu Sanye.

"Is that Tang Taihe?" Su Xin glanced at him indifferently, a look that made Tang Taihe very uncomfortable.

He felt that Su Xin was looking at him like a dog, not treating him as a human, which was even more uncomfortable than being scolded directly.

"Is that Su Xin?" Tang Taihe walked up to Su Xin and said with a smile, "I didn't detain your men on purpose, it's just that they don't understand the rules."

Tang Taihe glanced at the six men kneeling on the ground: "In a gang war, the territory belongs to whoever takes it. I've been squatting here for two days, just about to fight Luo Zhen to the death, but he ran away.

I don't care where Luo Zhen ran to, but this half of Yongle Fang is mine. Your six men came and said that they had taken this place, telling me to take my people and leave. What kind of logic is that?"

"Who told you to beat them?" Su Xin asked.

"Huh?" Tang Taihe was momentarily confused.

Shouldn't we be discussing the ownership of this half of Yongle Fang? Why are we talking about these six subordinates?

"I can discipline my own men, but what right do you have to beat them?" Su Xin took a step forward, his gaze full of disdain, as if looking at trash.

As if stung by Su Xin's gaze, Tang Taihe pointed at Su Xin and shouted, "What do you mean, Su Xin..."

With a 'slap', Tang Taihe's words were cut off by Su Xin's slap, and blood and broken teeth flew out.

Tang Taihe's subordinates were stunned. They had been talking just fine, how did it turn into a fight?

Su Xin kicked him in the stomach, and Tang Taihe, who had no martial arts training, was immediately kicked to the ground, clutching his stomach in pain.

His subordinates drew their weapons and pointed them at Su Xin, but none of them dared to move.

With the record of assassinating the leader of the Green Bamboo Gang, Dai Chong, these subordinates only had the courage to draw their weapons in numbers. Who would dare to be the first to die?

Su Xin slowly walked up to Tang Taihe, put his foot on Tang Taihe's head, and gradually increased the pressure, making Tang Taihe scream in terror, as if Su Xin was about to crush his head with his foot!

"I don't care that you took over Yongle Fang, but why did you beat my men? Are you trying to show off to me?"

Before Tang Taihe could answer, Su Xin stomped down with his foot.

Although he didn't use any internal strength, this kick made Tang Taihe feel as if his head was about to explode.

"You beat my men, which is like slapping my face. We have no grudge, so why did you slap my face?"

Another 'bang' and a kick.

"May I ask, Leader Tang, who gave you the courage and confidence to slap my face?"

Two more kicks, and Tang Taihe was already unconscious, only able to moan weakly.

"Why don't you answer me? You had the courage to slap my face, but not the courage to stand up to me?"

Su Xin's foot never stopped, and Tang Taihe's eyes were almost popping out.

The subordinates present, whether from Tang Taihe's or Su Xin's side, were shocked by his current state.

Each question was asked without giving Tang Taihe a chance to answer, as if he was asking and answering himself in a neurotic manner.

Each kick was merciless, leaving no doubt that Su Xin intended to crush Tang Taihe to death!

To them, Su Xin now looked like a madman, a madman who couldn't be described by normal standards!

"Show some mercy! Show some mercy!"

A middle-aged man in a scholar's robe pushed his way through the crowd. This was Li Shiyi, the white paper fan of Hu Sanye.

Seeing Tang Taihe, who was almost on his last breath, Li Shiyi smiled bitterly: "Su Xin, we are all brothers in the gang. Let's talk things out. Why be so harsh?"

Su Xin pointed at Tang Taihe under his foot and then at his own face: "He took my territory, which is like slapping my left face. He beat my subordinates, which is like slapping my right face.

Do I, Su Xin, really look so easy to bully, to be slapped twice and still smile and ask, 'Brother, why did you slap my face?'"

Li Shiyi laughed dryly, feeling uneasy as he listened to Su Xin's words.

He thought of the first time he met Su Xin, the young man who convinced Hu Sanye with his eloquence, the young man who knelt down and called Hu Sanye 'father' without hesitation to gain a position.

Was that young man really the same as the current Su Xin, who was expressionless but mad, and seemed ready to crush Hu Sanye's confidant?

Li Shiyi swallowed and said, "Su Xin, what Tang Taihe did was indeed wrong. Yongle Fang was taken by you, and no one can take that away. Tang Taihe beat your men, and he will be punished according to the gang rules. You acting on your own is also against the rules. Let him go, and the gang rules will deal with him."

"Gang rules? Ha ha."

Su Xin laughed lightly, though it made Li Shiyi feel uncomfortable, he finally took his foot off Tang Taihe's head.

Seeing this, Li Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish, Su Xin stomped on Tang Taihe's hand, crushing it to pieces, waking him up from his unconscious state!

"Su Xin, you..." Li Shiyi pointed at Su Xin in anger.

But Su Xin, as if he didn't see, systematically crushed Tang Taihe's other hand and both legs.

Not just breaking them, but crushing them, as if using a large iron hammer.

"In the gang, if you make a mistake, you must admit it and stand up to the beating. If you do something wrong, you must pay the price."

Leaving these light words, Su Xin had his men take the six beaten subordinates and left.

Li Shiyi wanted to say something but could only sigh helplessly.

"Lord San, this time, you've made another bad move!"