The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 24: Heshun Hall, Conflict
Over the next two days, several young men were busy cleaning up a shop in Sullivan Alley. They tidied up the entire shop and painted the walls white, making the shop look a lot brighter.

Rong Jiacai was also standing not far away with a few people, with his coat on his arm and his hat taken off to use as a fan.

"What kind of business do you plan to do after taking over this shop?" Several young men with yin-yang haircuts and wearing black jackets came over and asked. These people were from Heshun Hall.

"We are planning to open a stall here. If you guys like to play a few games, you are welcome to come and support us!" Rong Jiacai said with a smile on his face.

"Foreign stall? Who told you to open it here? You don't have to clean it up." When the young men heard this, their faces suddenly turned cold.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is not quite right. We have rented this place, you can't stop us from doing our business, right?" Rong Jiacai kept smiling.

From Chen Zhengwei's words that day, he knew that Chen Zhengwei had no intention of paying the gang money, and that he would have to confront the gang members sooner or later.

He was not really afraid of the people from Heshun Hall.

When the village was looking for a boxer to teach boxing, the young men from the Yan and Rong families had all learned some boxing skills and were braver than most people.

Otherwise, so many people wouldn’t have been brought here just by Yan Qingyou and Chen Zhenghu’s suggestion.

These people are all from the same hometown and are blood relatives, so they are much more united than the people in the hall.

What's more, the Chen, Yan and Rong families have dozens of people in Chinatown. They have been trying to win over those people recently, trying to persuade them to come out and work together.

Therefore, he was not afraid when facing the people from Heshun Hall at this time.

"You are quite courageous." The people from Heshun Hall sneered. "I tell you clearly, you are not allowed to do this here!"

"Everyone, what you said is unreasonable." Rong Jiacai did not get angry, but just said.

Several young men behind him immediately stepped forward and stared at the people from Heshun Hall.

"What kind of business can we do here? We need our leader's approval. Dare to open a stall here? Get ready to eat shit!"

The other party sneered.

Why is Heshuntang the only gambling den here? Because Heshuntang does not allow others to do it.

The other party came here to do business, and obviously he didn't even visit the dock, otherwise he would have known about this.

“We are all Chinese and trying to make a living here. There’s no need to be so extreme, right?” The smile on Rong Jiacai’s face also disappeared.

"I have told you some nice things. It's up to you whether you listen or not!" The other party smiled with a hint of sarcasm, then turned and left.

"Scholar, these people won't give up. They must have gone back to call for help!" The other young men knew that they wouldn't give up. "What should we do next? Should I go call everyone over?"

Xiucai is Rong Jiacai's nickname. He has been educated and looks gentle. His name contains the word "cai", so people call him Xiucai.

"You go and inform Brother Wei, and you go back and inform the others." Rong Jiacai said to the two young men beside him.

The two young men nodded and quickly left in another direction.

Not long after the people from Heshun Hall left, a young man asked, "Brother Huo, are we leaving like this?"

"What's the hurry? Go find the hall master first! These people don't even worship at the dock, and they don't even know which way the door opens. Just wait for bad luck!" The young man named Ah Huo sneered.

If the other party is doing other business, they don't bother to care, as long as they pay the money every week.

It’s not okay to open a foreign stall.

He immediately went to a nearby teahouse to find the head chef of Heshun Hall, Gou Tian.

Zhigou Tian is a man in his thirties, of medium build and with a fierce face. His nickname means that dogs in the surrounding villages are terrified when they see him.

"Brother Tian! There is a group of new people in our territory. They rented a shop to open a stall!" Ah Huo walked up to Zhigou Tian and said.

Zhigoutian put down his teacup and looked at him coldly: "Did you take their money?"

"No, absolutely not! So I came to ask Brother Tian what to do?" Ah Huo said hurriedly.

"Did someone cross the line?" Zhigou Tian asked first.

"No, they are all strangers. They are dressed like ordinary people, wearing foreign clothes, but their hands and feet are rough, they are all mud legs. There are nine of them in total."

Ah Huo could see clearly that although those people were well dressed, the skin on their faces and necks, as well as the calluses on their hands, showed that they were people doing rough labor.

Although the people in the hall also have rough hands and feet, they are different from them and can be distinguished at a glance.

"Do they need to ask me about something like this? They came to my territory and set up a stall without even informing me. Do they think I'm a dead person?" Zhigoutian cursed shamelessly.

"They think I'm a dead man when they think you're their boss, so are you dead men?"

"I see. I'll go get some help!" Ah Huo understood immediately, went downstairs and whistled. More than 20 people came out from the nearby shops. They were all young and strong men wearing black jackets and pigtails. "Brother Huo, what's the matter?"

"Is someone causing trouble?" Everyone gathered around and asked in unison.

"Come on, follow me and do some work. I don't know where these ignorant people came from, setting up a stall in our territory. Brother Tian has said, kick them all out!"

Ah Huo said to the others, waved his hand and led more than 20 people to Sullivan Alley.

When Rong Jiacai and his companions saw a group of people coming over, their faces changed slightly.

"What should we do? Our people haven't arrived yet. Should we leave first?" the person next to him immediately asked nervously.

"If I get scared away like this, what will I say to others when I go back?" Rong Jiacai gritted his teeth. Since he had come out to do something, he had to give it his all.

He couldn't afford to lose face by being scared away without even fighting.

"Get your weapons!" Rong Jiacai called on the other people in the shop, seven in total, and each of them stood at the door of the shop holding a wooden stick.

"What are you going to do?" Rong Jiacai asked loudly.

"I told you just now, get ready to eat shit!" Ah Huo sneered and waved his hand: "Hit me!"

More than twenty people behind him pulled out some wooden sticks, shook them in their hands, and then swarmed over with grim smiles.

Although they always use axes when fighting, it is not a fight now. They are just fighting a few ignorant people. There are more than 20 people fighting seven, so there is no need to use axes.

After all, they are not here to kill people.

Even though the village had hired a boxer, and people from the Yan and Rong families had practiced some martial arts, they were still unable to withstand this scene.

But in a moment he was beaten back with blood all over his head.

Several young men from the Yan and Rong families were knocked to the ground, and sticks as thick as forearms kept hitting them.

Rong Jiacai was also hit on the head with a stick. Blood dyed half of his face red and he saw stars in front of his eyes.

Seeing Rong Jiacai and his men were beaten to a bloody pulp, Ah Huo pointed at him with a stick and sneered:

"Today I am teaching you a lesson. Keep your eyes open next time."

"Go away, and don't let us see you around here again, or I won't just beat you up next time!"

After saying that, Ah Huo and his men walked away in a swagger.

After they left, Rong Jiacai stood up with the help of the wall. Half of his face was covered in blood and his whole body was in great pain.

However, a surge of ruthlessness surged in his heart, and he stared fiercely in the direction where Ah Huo and others left.

Damn it, this isn't over yet!
"How are you guys? Can you move?"

"Let's go to the entrance of the alley. I think Brother Wei and the others will be here soon!"

Several people supported each other and finally reached the entrance of the alley, where they saw Chen Zhengwei, Yan Qingyou and others coming from a distance.

Seeing the group of people being beaten and covered in blood, Yan Qingyou and others were immediately furious: "Was it done by the people from Heshun Hall?"

"Was he beaten so badly?" Chen Zhengwei looked at everyone.

"There are many of them..." Rong Jiacai explained.

Besides, he did overestimate his and others' fighting abilities. They had only practiced fighting skills, and at most they had fought for water between villages.

Those gang members often fight in the streets and their strength is no less than theirs.

"Are you stupid? Why don't you run away when you see there are so many of them?" Chen Zhengwei scolded angrily.

"Let's go to a pharmacy first to get it checked out and have the wound treated!"

Although he cursed a few times, Chen Zhengwei was still satisfied with the performance of Rong Jiacai and others. At least they were ruthless and united, and they didn't get scared away when they saw people.

Chen Zhengwei's eyes flashed with ferocity. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a few puffs before he said slowly:
"Ah You, Ah Hu, the two of you go find them and tell them that I'm going to visit their leader tonight!"

"Shizai, go inform the others not to rush over. Then go to the grocery store and buy thirty hand axes."

Chen Zhengwei threw the cigarette butt on the ground and twisted it with his foot: "Don't let me do it? I want to see if they are really that powerful!"

(End of this chapter)