The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 46 Gunman Ambush
Not long after the madam left, the casino was filled with young girls.

"Brother Wei, there are a lot of women outside. They said you asked them to come." A thug knocked on the door and came in.

Chen Zhengwei got up and left the office, only to see seven or eight women standing in the casino. Most of them were around 20 years old, wearing plain clothes made of ordinary cotton. They were not very pretty, but in Chinatown, even sows had pretty faces, let alone so many women.

The thugs in the casino couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Uncle Wei!" With a group of beautiful girls around, Chen Zhengwei felt much more comfortable.

"Do you know what we ask you to do?" Chen Zhengwei asked.

"Master Wei, we know it, but we don't know if we can do it well!" Several women were also a little nervous. After all, although they were also technical workers, technology was different from one technology.

"From now on, your income will be taken from the money lost by gamblers. Practice more on yourselves, get a few people to pretend to be gamblers and let them practice. This is called pre-job training!"

Chen Zhengwei glanced around and saw a woman inside. She looked the youngest, with fair skin, pretty features, a bit of childishness on her face, and a clear gaze. She was tall, about 1.6 meters tall.

She was one of the most beautiful women I saw when I went there last time.

Sure enough, Hong Ma pushed the woman out and said, "Master Wei, this is Yulan. Do you think it's okay?"

Chen Zhengwei looked down and said calmly, "Stretch out your hand!"

Yulan stretched out her hands nervously, only to find that her hands were very rough, with traces of fine cracks on them. It was obvious that these hands had done a lot of heavy work and laundry.

Chen Zhengwei was sure that there was no problem and nodded.

"Stay here for now and help out in the casino, but you don't have to accompany anyone."

"Why don't you call for help?" Hong Ma pushed her, and Yulan said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for taking me in."

Then she pinched her fingers and whispered, "Master Wei, can you call me Wanyun? I don't want to be called Yulan anymore..."

Yulan was the name she used in the brothel. Now that she had left the brothel, she naturally didn't want to use this name anymore.

"It's a good name!" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows. At least it sounds much better than Qiao Niang, Xiu Niang, A Mei and so on.

Chen Zhengwei returned to the office and Wanyun followed him in.

"what will you do?"

"Master Wei, I can massage shoulders and backs, and I know how to serve people!" Wanyun's voice was soft and sweet, and quite pleasant to the ear.

Chen Zhengwei felt that she did not look like a native of eastern Guangdong, but rather like someone from Suzhou and Hangzhou. Her voice was somewhat similar as well, but that was none of his business, and he had no interest in exploring it.

"Come here!" Chen Zhengwei waved at her, and when she came over, he reached out and touched her body.

Wanyun's body trembled and he snorted softly.

Li Xiwen was not far away. He turned his head away in embarrassment and didn't dare to look. His face was a little red.

Wanyun's body is very soft, with curves in all the right places, and has a faint scent of powder.

Chen Zhengwei made sure that she didn't have any sharp weapons on her, then he leaned back and said, "Press it for me!"

I have to say that Wanyun's hands are quite strong and she really knows how to serve people.

"Where did you learn that?"

"When grandpa was still alive, he was always feeling unwell, so I would give him a massage from time to time..." Wanyun said softly.

When Wanyun said "grandfather", the pronunciation was similar to "apong", which made Chen Zhengwei confirm his idea that he should be on Suhang's side.

……

The next morning, Chen Zhengwei didn't call Qiao Niang and Chen Zhengwu, but Qiao Niang came to wake Chen Zhengwei up.

"Brother Wei!" Yan Qingyou and a few others were waiting at the door.

The people around Yan Qingyou looked at Chen Zhengwei with even more respect.

It was because Yan Qingyou and Chen Zhenghu brought back Chen Zhengwei's words yesterday. When the others knew that Chen Zhengwei had made arrangements for those disabled brothers, their loyalty suddenly increased.

According to others, "Trading a few fingers for a job like this will secure your life for the rest of your life. It's worth it!"

The rest of these people's lives depend on Chen Zhengwei, and they will fight to the death with anyone who dares to touch Chen Zhengwei.

Several people walked out of a street, and three strong men dressed in tight clothes walked out of the alley next to it, staring at Chen Zhengwei with murderous intent in their eyes.

At the same time, the hand behind his back stretched out, and in his hand was a gun.

The expressions of Yan Qingyou and others suddenly changed.

"Protect Brother Wei!"

"Fuck!" Chen Zhengwei's pupils shrank, and without thinking, a gun appeared in his hand.

The three men hadn't even raised their guns when gunshots rang out.

Bang! Two gunshots were heard in succession. Chen Zhengwei was already firing while moving his feet to stand behind a henchman.

Two gunmen were shot in the chest on the spot. One fell directly to the ground, and the other tried hard to raise his gun, but Chen Zhengwei was no longer in front of him.

boom!
Another gunshot was heard, and the third gunman was shot directly in the forehead and fell backwards.

Almost as quick as a rabbit, before the others could make any move, Chen Zhengwei had already killed two of them. The remaining gunman was also shot, but he was still holding on and not falling down.

Yan Qingyou pulled out an axe from his waist and rushed forward.

When he was still two meters away, he swung the axe directly at the opponent's head, but it missed the face and only chopped off the opponent's ear.

"Bang!" The gunman shot Yan Qingyou with great pain, but this was his only chance.

Immediately afterwards, another gunshot was heard, and a bloody hole appeared on the gunman's forehead.

Chen Zhengwei walked out from behind the henchman, his face gloomy and his eyes full of ferocity. He first asked Yan Qingyou: "How is it?"

"I was shot in the shoulder, but it's not serious!" Yan Qingyou said gritting his teeth, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

Chen Zhengwei had a gloomy face. He raised his hand and shot the corpse again and again, turning it into a sieve.

"Fuck, they sent gunmen to ambush me! They really don't know how to write the word death!" Chen Zhengwei's eyes were full of murderous intent.

He slowly loaded bullets into the gun and continued to pull the trigger one shot after another.

There were already some pedestrians on the street at this time, watching the scene from a distance, not daring to even get close.

"Brother Wei, there are no markings on these people's clothes. I don't know if it was done by someone sent by Danshan Hall, or by Fatty Li from Ansong Hall!" Yan Qingyou said.

"I'm not a copper button!" Chen Zhengwei looked grim.

Does it matter who does it?

It doesn’t matter at all!

Chen Zhengwei stuffed the gun back into his waist angrily. It was this revolver that limited his performance.

If it was a semi-automatic pistol, he could have killed the three gunmen in just one encounter.

"Pick up the gun!" Chen Zhengwei cursed and turned to see that Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu were both frightened, their faces were pale and there was a hint of fear in their eyes.

After all, they haven't experienced this before.

"They're just a few bastards. Do you want to try shooting them?" Chen Zhengwei's expression eased a little and he pretended to hand the gun to the two men.

Chen Zhengwu took a step back in fear, and Chen Qiaoniang stretched out her hand with a conflicted look.

"I'm just kidding! Why is a kid playing with a gun?" Chen Zhengwei sneered, rubbed Chen Qiaoniang's head, glanced at Chen Zhengwu lightly, and turned to walk towards the martial arts gym.

"They are bad guys..." Chen Qiaoniang pulled Chen Zhengwu to follow behind and said to Chen Zhengwu.

"Yes! I'll get you a gun for self-defense. When you go out, you have to be able to protect yourself." Chen Zhengwei turned around and looked at Chen Qiaoniang with a much gentler look than before.

When they arrived at the martial arts gym, Lin Mingsheng saw the blood on Yan Qingyou's body. He first looked up and down at Chen Zhengwu, and then at Chen Qiaoniang.

"Is the little guy okay?"

When Chen Zhengwei saw this scene, he spat on the ground.

What kind of vision does this old guy have?

Isn’t Chen Qiaoniang much more obedient and sensible than Chen Zhengwu?

……

After practicing martial arts in the morning, Chen Zhenghu was already waiting outside. When he saw Chen Zhengwei and Li Xiwen coming out, he hurried over to greet them.

"Brother Wei! Are you okay?"

He had just learned that Chen Zhengwei had encountered a hot commodity, so he brought people over.

"What can happen to me? The fortune teller said I can live to be a hundred years old!"

Chen Zhengwei threw the two little ones to Lin Mingsheng, and first looked at Yan Qingyou. His shoulders were wrapped tightly with blood seeping out.

"how do you feel?"

"Mr. Lin said it's no big deal, no bones were injured, it just went through here..." Yan Qingyou pointed to a point below his shoulder.

"From now on, the stall belongs to you. You have to hand over half of the profit every month, and you can keep the rest! I won't pay you any more wages from now on!"

"Brother Wei, this is too much..." Yan Qingyou was a little surprised.

Although it was just a foreign stall, he could earn at least two hundred yuan a month. Chen Zhengwei gave it to him with a wave of his hand.

What is more important is not how much money this stall makes, but that it represents that he has his own business and his status is completely different.

"Just take what I give you. I've said it before, I believe in fairness, those who have made contributions will be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes will be punished!" Chen Zhengwei patted Yan Qingyou on the shoulder and said with a smile.

This is what is called spending a fortune on a horse's bones!
Just look at Chen Zhenghu's envious eyes and you will know.

"You should take good care of your injuries in the next two days, and then come back to help me!"

After Chen Zhengwei finished speaking, he took his men away.

Li Xiwen followed Chen Zhengwei without saying a word, but he made up his mind to pick up Chen Zhengwei in the morning.

So that this won't happen again.

He didn't envy Yan Qingyou for getting a foreign stall, but he felt a little guilty because he was not around when Chen Zhengwei encountered the gunman.

"Let someone spread the news that I encountered the gunman later... Are the clothes ready?" Chen Zhengwei asked as he walked.

"The clothes can be picked up at noon."

Chen Zhengwei nodded, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)