"Do you really want to go to the factory and become one of those workers who are always on the line?" Kui Datou emphasized again.
Fatty Yuan chuckled: "Otherwise, Big Head, with our level of education, how could we possibly become leaders? We're just elementary school graduates." (Here, a side note to Second Uncle—pfft, he has no sense of propriety.)
"Big Head Brother means that this kind of life is too boring..." Yuan Li hadn't finished speaking.
A voice came from outside the room: "Bored? Then I'll make things a little more interesting for you."
The sound came.
All three of them were stunned.
What's going on? Where are the people outside? How could someone be eavesdropping on their conversation outside the room?
The three men grabbed their tools and headed outside.
With a creak, the door was kicked open, accompanied by a terrible scream.
The three of them stared intently at it.
At first glance, he appears to be a scholar.
At first glance, he appears to be a handsome scholar.
At first glance, he appears as a handsome and refined scholar.
The three exchanged glances. Kui Datou tightened his grip on his weapon, watching Wang Shouren's hand warily, afraid that he might suddenly pull out a big treasure from his pocket.
He said solemnly, "Where are you from, buddy? Where are our people from outside?"
"The people outside? Why don't we go out and see for ourselves?"
Wang Shouren looked at the three brothers with a smile.
Ever since Lou Xiao'e gave him this address, he has been secretly investigating the three brothers.
These three brothers weren't big shots in the Lou family. Kui Datou's father used to work for Lou Dong, but if you had to name a clerk, he'd be someone who served food and water. Kui Datou had grown up by his father's side. His father followed Lou Bancheng, while he followed Lou Xiao'e. However, after liberation, the Lou family's influence gradually dissipated.
For reasons unknown, Kui Datou's father was unwilling to leave.
Seeing his unwavering loyalty, Chairman Lou appreciated him and gave him some start-up capital and a piece of land to develop the business.
Actually, it's just a pawn that Chairman Lou casually placed. If it comes in handy in the future, we'll use it; if it doesn't, it doesn't matter.
They continued to develop peacefully, without much grudge or feud. His father passed away from drinking. It had little to do with any江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world) feuds or killings.
Kui Datou inherited this small pigeon market. Before him, only his father and the local street thugs had managed it. Now, Kui Datou had essentially inherited his father's "throne," becoming the new head of the market. He was the only one who maintained contact with the Lou family, handing over a portion of his monthly earnings to them.
But we haven't been able to get in touch with the Lou family for the past few months.
They were naturally a little panicked.
In Beijing, there are only two types of people who run pigeon markets: those who have earned their reputation through hard work and are admired by certain individuals and recruited, and those who are simply people working for others.
Although there isn't much meat in their area, it's still meat.
"Stop talking nonsense, just say it!" Yuan Wai was the first to lose his temper, picking up the iron rod beside him and pointing it at Wang Shouren, his expression fierce: "I don't want to hear a single word of nonsense from you! This thing in my hand is no joke!"
Wang Shouren smiled and beckoned to them.
"Hey guys! Let's go!"
Even though these three weren't exactly desperados, they still got into fights quite often.
Since Yuan Wai had spoken, the two brothers didn't care about anything else. No matter how good your weapon is, you can't just blow up three of them at once!
Shouting, he rushed forward.
Then, Kui Datou seemed to see his father, and Yuan Li and Yuan Wai seemed to see their great-grandmother.
They had no idea how those five minutes had passed. From the moment Wang Shouren's hand touched their bodies, the pain felt like a disco party going on in their minds, unstoppable.
Sometimes, Kui Datou wondered if it would be better for him to find a factory job.
Who hits someone so hard? After so many fights, this was the first time he truly experienced what "excruciating pain" meant.
"No...don't hit me anymore, Grandpa! I was wrong! Fatty...no, please don't hit me anymore, it really hurts!" After being lightly slapped again, Yuan Wai didn't know where the strength came from, he grabbed Wang Shouren's leg and cried bitterly.
Kui Datou and Yuan Li were also stunned; something was wrong.
Why do they still not fall even though it hurts so much?
Could this guy be all show and no substance?
"Fatty, don't fall for his tricks. If it were any other time, we would have been lying down if it hurt this much. This guy is using sorcery. You hold him tight, and we'll give him a good thrashing!" The clever Kui Datou made a decision that he would regret for a whole month.
"Smack!"
"ah!"
"Smack!"
"ah!"
"Clap clap clap!"
"Ahhh!"
"Hey guys, gotta start singing?" Wang Shouren asked cheerfully, looking at the three men—one big, one small, and one middle-aged—lying on the ground groaning.
"Grandpa, what exactly do you want? Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground, you don't have to treat us like this, or are you just making fun of us?" Yuan Wai was completely losing it. This was too much.
Good grief, I didn't even have to use any force at the beginning, but I'm already making you hurt.
Make you feel hopeful, and when they feel they can do it again, let them truly experience what it means to be unable to move!
"Do you recognize this?" Wang Shouren took out a small jade token and waved it in front of the three of them.
As soon as it was taken out, Yuan Wai cried out again: "Brother! We're family, what are you doing! It hurts so much! Wait...wait, I'm just complaining, don't come any closer...don't come any closer..."
As Wang Shouren walked towards the three brothers, they all retreated in unison, looking weak and helpless but desperately kicking the fat man.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" the fat man glared at the two men.
Then, he felt something touch his skin and instinctively wanted to scream.
Then Wang Shouren shut him up with a simple "Shut up."
Wang Shouren patted his body a few times.
The fat man paused for a moment, moved his hands, stood up, wiggled his hips, and turned around: "Hey, all done! Big brother, don't untie them, let them suffer!"
"You, sir!"
Kui Datou hadn't expected this person to be so amazing, but upon reflection, he realized that it made sense; if he wasn't amazing, how could he have obtained Sister Lou's keepsake?
As the saying goes, "no fight, no friendship," and Wang Shouren naturally had his own methods for dealing with this kind of person, using both carrot and stick tactics. He would most likely have no choice but to submit.
But to his utter surprise, these three were so easy to talk to.
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