The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 182 Crocodile Gang

"What would you like to eat?"

Chen Pingan sat down at the stall and asked the two people with a smile.

Seeing that both of them agreed, he looked up at the busy stall owner and said, "Uncle, give me three bowls of bean curd!"

"Okay, sir, wait a moment."

The stall owner was an old man with wrinkles all over his face and sagging skin, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

There were four or five small tables in front of the stall. In addition to Chen Ping'an, there were two other tables of people eating and drinking.

The old man was very efficient and quickly served three bowls of tofu brain flowers.

"Sir, if it's not tasty enough, there's sauce over there, you can add more, it's free."

The old man said with a smile.

"Uncle, you have a good business."

Chen Ping'an was in a good mood as he looked at the steaming bean curd flowers.

"good."

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked around, and said, "But most of the money earned doesn't fall into my hands, it's just a waste of money!"

"Oh?"

Chen Pingan became interested.

"Old man, what do you mean?"

At first, the old man was reluctant to talk, but after Chen Pingan bought some more food and there were not many customers, the old man gradually opened up.

The old man's surname is Hao, and he was born and raised in Baishi City. He suffered a lot when he was young, and worked as an apprentice, a clerk, and a porter. When he was young, the situation in Baishi City was stable, and the power was not as great as it is now. Anyway, as long as he paid some money regularly, he could live a stable life.

In the past few years, this land has become more and more chaotic, and life has become less comfortable.

Up to now, there are all kinds of miscellaneous expenses, and I have to pay this and that. When I count them all, I find that most of the day's work is done for others.

Chen Pingan listened quietly and took a bite of bean curd: "Does the Pacification Department not care about this?"

"Control? Which power in this city is not more tyrannical than the Pacification Bureau? Even if it wants to control, it can do it!"

As he spoke, Old Man Hao gnashed his teeth in hatred.

Chen Pingan wanted to ask something else when a guest came over.

"Old man Hao, bring me six trays of steamed dumplings, six large fried dough sticks, three bowls of wontons, and three bowls of chopped green onion noodles! Hurry!"

Hearing this, Chen Pingan could feel Old Man Hao's face twitching, but he quickly forced a smile and ran over with a grin.

"Master Jiang, you are here! Please take a seat first! The food will be ready soon!"

Old man Hao welcomed the few people to their seats, then immediately ran to the stall and started working.

Chen Ping'an was eating bean curd and looked up at the few people.

At a table not far away, there were a few ruffian-looking guys sitting, looking very nonchalant.

"Hey, these days are really boring! Boss, when do you think these days will end?"

"Yeah, Jiang Tou'er, you can't do this or that, it's really boring."

A few ruffians sat at the table and started chatting.

Listening to what the two said, the tallest and strongest man among them, with one foot on the bench, spoke rudely.

"You guys are too idle, so I'm not! The higher-ups told us to be quiet these days and not make any noise."

"Boss, why do you think this is happening? We never managed it this way before. Why are we managing it so strictly now?"

"It's all because of the new deputy commander of the Pacification Division!"

Speaking of this, the ruffian Mr. Jiang looked unhappy.

"Originally, it doesn't have to be like this, but the previous deputy commander died a few days ago! The Pacification Bureau is investigating very strictly. The higher-ups don't want to cause any trouble, so they have to restrict us strictly!"

"When will this day end?"

There were hooligans crying and wailing.

"By the way, Boss, what do you think of the background of that deputy commander? It seems that the higher-ups have specially prepared a gift for him!"

The ruffian Mr. Jiang glanced at the ruffian who was asking the question and snorted.

"You ask me, how would I know? But I heard that he seems to be quite young, still a child!"

"Baby? Hahahaha, he must be some rich boy, who came here to be our mascot. After a year, he will be transferred away!"

"One year! It can't be just a few months! If things go wrong, I'd better not let him die at home again!"

"Shh! Idiot! Your superiors told you to be quiet, but you're talking nonsense like this?"

“Oh, yes, yes!”

At the stall, several ruffians were chatting casually. Chen Pingan listened for a while and understood where these people came from.

Several of them are from the Crocodile Gang, one of the four major gangs in Baishi City!

From what he said, it seems that the ruffian Jiang is still a small leader in the Crocodile Gang.

Chen Pingan took a look and found that this ruffian Jiang had already started practicing martial arts and was considered a figure among ordinary people.

With the arrival of the few people, the two tables that were eating at the stall finished their meals as quickly as possible, paid the bill and left. It was obvious that they didn't want to have anything to do with the Crocodile Gang.

Ordinary people don't dare to mess with the Crocodile Gang. If you meet them, you have to hide from them!

Old man Hao was quick and quick and quickly served food to several people.

"Old man Hao, business has been good recently!"

The ruffian Jiang looked at old man Hao with a smile.

Old Man Hao pinched the sweat on his hands and forced a smile: "Thanks to Master Jiang and the blessings of the masters, the business is barely going to survive!"

"Just barely survive? I don't think so!"

The ruffian Jiang sneered twice.

Cold sweat broke out on Old Man Hao's back. Just as he was trembling and didn't know what to say, the ruffian Jiang waved his hand and asked him to go down first.

"You old man, you can't help being amused at all!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Old man Hao nodded and bowed, feeling relieved.

"Brother, he is so pitiful." Chen Erya whispered to Chen Pingan.

The way Old Man Hao looked just now was indeed very heartbreaking. Especially when compared with his cheerfulness and relaxation when chatting with Chen Pingan, and then looking at his current cautiousness and worry, it made people feel even more so.

Chen Pingan glanced over there and nodded.

Life is not easy for everyone!
The Crocodile Gang ate very quickly, devouring everything in a flash. In the process, they also looked in the direction of Chen Pingan and the others. It was a bit strange that they didn't leave.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an and his companions were not dressed like ordinary people, the hooligans from the Crocodile Gang did not say anything.

"Old man Hao, your cooking skills are really good! The taste is pretty good!"

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang!"

Old man Hao smiled ingratiatingly.

"Well, it's really good. I'll come back to taste it tomorrow!"

Old Man Hao's hand twitched slightly, but his expression remained unchanged: "As long as Mr. Jiang likes it. You are welcome anytime."

"Well, let's go!"

The scoundrel Jiang stood up from the stool, patted his butt and left. The other two looked at Old Man Hao, laughed twice, and left one after another. "Why don't they pay?"

Chen Erya was a little unhappy watching those people pat their butts and leave without even settling the bill.

Hearing this, Old Man Hao's face changed. He wanted to step forward and tell the little girl not to speak loudly, but it was too late.

The members of the Crocodile Gang had not taken a few steps when they heard the little girl's words and turned around one by one.

"You mean pay?"

The ruffian Jiang showed a sneer on his face and his eyes fell on Chen Erya.

"Tsk tsk tsk, old man Hao didn't say anything, but you, little girl, are the one who cares about it! How interesting!"

"Where did this little girl come from? No one is taking care of her?"

The other two ruffians also looked at Chen Erya.

"Master Jiang, she is just a little girl, don't take her words to heart! You come to my place to eat to give me face, there is no reason for you to pay!"

Old man Hao quickly jumped in front of the ruffian Jiang, and his body just blocked his view of Chen Erya.

"Step aside!"

The ruffian Jiang shouted sternly.

"Master Jiang! You are so generous!"

Before Old Man Hao could finish his words, a scoundrel jumped out from the side.

"Jiang Tou told you to get out of the way, didn't you hear me?"

The rascal pushed Old Man Hao's shoulder. The sudden force made Old Man Hao's legs go weak and he collapsed to the ground.

Without the obstruction of old man Hao, Chen Erya's petite figure appeared in front of everyone again.

(End of this chapter)