Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 46 Is this money? This is a cancer!!

The gambling den boss was no pushover either. Seeing that things couldn't end peacefully, he immediately pulled out a machete from behind his back, his eyes flashing with ferocity. He was about to order his men to attack, but the next moment, the words got stuck in his throat, and he dared not utter a sound.

Clang~~
The machete fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the gambling den boss revealed a smile that was more like a grimace:
"Sir, officer, let's talk this out."

"Shut your mother!"

Cao Wei Da smiled contemptuously and said to the little-eared brother who had stopped after seeing him draw his gun, "What are you standing there for? Shoot!"

This gambling den boss is clearly no good. He's probably harmed countless people and committed many evil deeds. Killing him would only bring good karma!

Coming to her senses, Little Ears slapped her younger brother Lianhu on the back of the head and yelled, "Damn it, what are you standing there for? Hit him!"

Upon hearing this, the thugs rushed forward again.

The people in the gambling den dared not fight back. They threw down their weapons and clutched their vital organs, enduring the onslaught of the storm from all directions.

The commotion in the courtyard was quite loud. When the gamblers inside saw that the gambling den boss had been beaten up like that, they didn't dare to linger and immediately planned to slip away.

But as soon as she made a move, a gunshot rang out, startling her so much that she turned pale.

boom! !

Cao Wei Da thrust his spear into the air, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, and blocked the doorway.
"Listen up, all of you! Hand over all your money and put it on the table! This is all stolen money! Anyone who dares to take it, I'll kick their hat!"

"I'm warning you, I'll search you one by one later. If anyone dares to keep anything, I'll kill them on the spot!"

Those who run casinos are no good, but these gamblers are no better!
Gambling is addictive; there are countless examples of people buying houses, selling wives, and even selling daughters. He has no pity for these people.

If we're a little tougher on them now, maybe those gamblers who've just gotten hooked will turn back from their ways.

This statement was quite intimidating, especially considering Cao Weida's decisive action in firing his gun; it immediately stunned them.

Although they love money, nothing is more important than their own lives!

So, one by one, though unwilling, they obediently took out all the money they had.

"Little Ears!"

"Here, Brother Cao."

"Check them one by one, don't miss a single one, and once you're done, get the hell out of here!"

"Alright, just you wait and see!" Little Ears pointed at the gambler standing on the far side: "You, come here!!"

One by one, the gamblers stepped forward hesitantly to be questioned. After the inspection, they ran away dejectedly, cursing the bastards who ran the casino in their hearts. They hadn't even found any backers before letting them gamble. Wasn't that cheating people?

It would be best if the patrol officers shot him soon; he's a complete bastard!
After all the gamblers left, the gambling den owner and his gang were already bruised and battered, their clothes almost completely torn, clearly having been badly beaten.

The gambling den boss, in particular, received special treatment. Who told him to have such a foul mouth and dare to curse Cao Wei Da as a stinky-footed patrolman? How could his henchmen miss such a good opportunity to show off?

The casino boss, lying on the ground with his face covered in blood, had his arms hanging limply, filled with remorse.

His name was Hou Dadan. He was a man from Tianjin and a well-known figure there. He was known for his bravery and ruthlessness, and he controlled three streets. His monthly allowance was enough for him to live a life of extravagance.

Unfortunately, a group of outsiders arrived, wanting to challenge him.

Unlike Beijing, where knives are used in bloody battles, Tianjin has a tradition of both verbal and physical confrontations.

Physical confrontation goes without saying, but intellectual confrontation is quite interesting.

First, they sent their most ruthless thug to the meeting alone, to challenge the other side on their own turf.

This thug neither carried any weapons nor knew any martial arts. To put it bluntly, he was just looking for a beating and relied entirely on his words to spite others!
They usually start by cursing your ancestors for eighteen generations, using a barrage of vulgar language until you're so enraged you'll want to beat them up.

If you don't hit him, he'll assume you're afraid to, and you'll have to accept your fate.

If you don't dare to beat him to a pulp, then you've peed your pants.

Not only did you have to host a banquet to apologize and give up the land, but you'll also have to bow and call me "sir" no matter where you meet me in the future!
Hou Dadan had experienced such verbal battles more than once; some came to his door looking for a beating, while others went to his door to get beaten.

But who would have thought they'd run into a tough opponent.

The person on the other side drew a life-or-death lottery ticket, and without saying a word, they lay down on the ground and let you beat them up, without stopping talking.

Having finally acquired this territory, Hou Dadan was naturally not going to give it up easily; he was truly going to beat them to a pulp.

But in the end, they were all beaten to death, and no one said a word of complaint!

Now it's their turn to send people out to get beaten up. Looking back, they see that all those sycophantic lackeys they used to fawn over are now nothing but quails.

Everyone's smart enough to see that this outsider isn't joking around; he's really going to fight you to the death!
According to the rules, the boss has to go and bow down to them and take the beating. In this kind of life, you need to save face; if you don't dare to go, then the territory belongs to them.

Hou Dadan thought it over and over. If he went, his own body might just collapse on the spot. How could he do that?
So he thought of breaking the rules and just having a physical fight. As long as he killed the other party, no one would know that he was a coward in the civil battle!

But now look what's happened. They're new to this place and don't want to go too far, so they're trying to be polite with you. But you insist on being aggressive. Why should they be polite to you now?

The outcome is self-evident; if they had won, they wouldn't have rushed all the way to Beiping to become collaborators.
He was accompanied by about a dozen brothers. After arriving in Beiping, they needed to eat, so they found a secluded corner and opened a business, intending to start small, grow big, and create new glories.

Logically speaking, he was a seasoned veteran and understood the importance of currying favor with powerful figures. However, after making some inquiries, he discovered that the patrol officer in charge of the area was a young man who was usually kind and gentle. He seemed like an easy target, and the patrol leader was also a nice guy. So, he immediately gave up on the idea.

Losing the allowance for three streets would have been a serious blow, but now, it's all good; they've saved a huge sum of money on filial piety gifts.

But who would have thought that this guy would start fighting right away, not even allowing a word of the way, and even using a gun!

Is this what they mean by "easy to bully"?!
Who the hell found out this information?!

Cao Weida walked over with his gun, nudged Hou Dadan's shoulder with his toe, and his cold gaze made Hou Dadan tremble with fear.
"Boss, boss, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

Cao Weida took out a cigarette and lit it. Xiao Erduo was watching his men put the gambling table money into a bag. As soon as he saw this, he rushed over, took out a Klebe kerosene lighter and lit it for Cao Weida, then stuffed the lighter into Cao Weida's pocket.

Tsk, so sensible.

Cao Weida took a deep breath, slowly exhaled the cigarette, and looked at Hou Dadan with a forced smile: "Say what you just said again."

Hou Dadan opened his mouth, but dared not utter a word.

"Um?!"

Hou Dadan was startled and tried his best to back away, but he couldn't avoid the gun barrel that was so close at hand. He was terrified. This guy was no honest man. He was a living devil!
"I thought he was some kind of deity, but it turns out he's just a stinky-footed patrolman."

slap~
"You actually said that?!"

Hou Dadan covered his slapped face, feeling very wronged. "You're the one who told me to say it, and you're the one who told me not to say it. What do you mean by this?!"

In Tianjin, at least a road should be marked out first!
The police officers in Beiping are so rude!
"Keep an eye on them!"

He put away his gun and stepped into the house.

You know what, you can never underestimate the potential of gamblers. Even though the place is small and the environment isn't great, the amount of money they gamble on is quite substantial.

Most of them were Union Bank notes and military scrip, and a small portion were silver dollars and the like. All of them together couldn't even fit into a 20-pound rice bag!
There were quite a few gambling tables, about seven or eight in total. Most of the money on them had been collected, and the gambling equipment was scattered haphazardly on the tables, making the game look chaotic.

"Brother Cao, we've made a discovery!"

A henchman ran out from the inner room, holding a pipe in his hand.

Cao Wei was very familiar with this style; it looked like a giant opium pipe!
That son of a bitch, they even sell opium?!

Cao Weida's face instantly turned cold. Originally, Cao Weida only wanted to teach Hou Dadan a lesson, but now he changed his mind.

"There are quite a few tricks involved; they've certainly found a way to make money." Cao Weida saw the opium pipe still on the ground. Having received red education, he had an innate aversion to drugs like opium.

This is the very thing that started over a century of humiliation for China!

Little Ears was overjoyed. "Brother Cao, we're going to make a fortune this time!"

Opium has always been expensive, and it's never hard to sell!

Despite the KMT's apparent crackdown, many within the party are actually involved in smuggling this stuff.

Why?

Because it's so damn profitable!

"Get rich my ass!" Cao Weida sneered, warning, "Little Ear, I consider you a brother. We can discuss everything, but not this one thing!!"

"What is this? Is this money? No! This is a malignant tumor that is tearing the backbone of our nation!!"

"Let me tell you, none of you, including your brothers, are allowed to touch this thing! If anyone dares to touch it in private, don't blame me for disowning them as a brother!!"

Since he met Cao Weida, Xiao Erduo had never seen Cao Weida so angry. This made him realize that he had walked into a dangerous situation. He hurriedly nodded and said, "Brother Cao, don't worry. My brothers and I will never touch this thing from now on. If anyone disobeys us, we will definitely cut them three times and leave six holes in them!"

Cao Wei Da sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "I was a little too hasty, please forgive me."

"We who are in this world have principles and things we won't do. We can't harm our fellow countrymen and let them curse us behind our backs! How can we face our ancestors after we pass away?"

"Have the brothers collect all the opium and bring that Hou Dandan in here!"

(End of this chapter)