Drugs are highly profitable, and guns are even more profitable. Miao Chenjiang can sell a pistol shipped from Yunnan for several hundred yuan each for several thousand or even tens of thousands of yuan. The profit here is several times higher than that of the poor short mule. In people's general consciousness, people who play with guns are more impressive than those who play with drugs. Moreover, the supply is in short supply, and all gangsters want to get one for self-defense.
At present, the top leaders of the Black Tiger Gang are equipped with old-style Type 54 pistols, but they are basically not carried with them, unless there are special circumstances. Usually, they carry knives, sticks, etc., and most of them carry daggers, which are light and can kill with one shot. Only the reckless bandits and the overlords carry guns with them, and these are usually death row prisoners. As the saying goes, the barefoot are not afraid of the shoes. He will fight with you and dare to die with you, so you must never take the initiative to provoke him.
What I mean by all this is that, although Miao Chenjiang has a large amount of munitions, he will not use them to fight with others. Unless he really doesn't want to live, he is still willing to use cold weapons to resolve disputes.
As for Ma Weishan, he has already said that he did not send the civet cat. Moreover, the civet cat has disappeared. He can't find it at all, and he can't give Miao Chenjiang an explanation. However, he is willing to pay compensation, and any amount is negotiable. Ma Weishan originally wanted to go to the east of the city to talk to the civet cat in person, but he may feel that he will be ambushed as soon as he goes, so he has not taken any action for a day. Miao Chenjiang did not pay any attention to Ma Weishan's explanation at all, and was still silently mobilizing people. The entire east of the city was ready to go.
Ma Weishan had no choice but to defend himself. The bushes and trees to the west of the city were full of enemies, and he couldn't even sleep too deeply.
"After all, it's only been a day, and the two sides are still in a standoff. I don't know when Miao Chenjiang will take action."
I laughed and said, "What about the police? What was their reaction?"
"The police can't just sit back and watch this kind of gang war. Pang Guohong is very anxious now and wants to call the bosses from both sides to talk together. The current situation is that Ma Weishan agrees, but Miao Chenjiang disagrees, and Pang Guohong is still trying to mediate."
"We must not let Pang Guohong ruin things." I said, "I'll go find him and see if I can get him to give up on the peace talks."
Ye Zhan asked again: "Besides looking for Pang Guohong, should we do something else? For example, sow discord, add fuel to the fire, etc."
"Not yet, let's wait and see what happens." I said, "Let's wait and see, don't make things worse."
After talking to everyone, I immediately set off to find Pang Guohong. Halfway through the drive, I felt something was not right, so I turned around and went to the city hall building. Pang Guohong and I were not yet at the point where we could talk about everything, but Li Zhengyang and I were at the point where we could be frank about everything. When we arrived at Li Zhengyang's office, I sat down and chatted with him about some family matters, and then talked about things in the east and west of the city.
I said, "This is a good opportunity. If the two of them fight, both will suffer. I can just take them together."
Li Zhengyang said: "The plan is good. But I want to know, why would the civet cat kill the prince for no reason? Logically speaking, Ma Weishan would not do such a stupid thing. Do you know what's wrong with this?"
"Uh..." Li Zhengyang saw through the key point of the matter at a glance, so I had to tell the truth: "This is what happened..."
That day, I sat in Li Zhengyang's office for a long time and talked for a long time. Finally, Li Zhengyang promised me that he would let Pang Guohong turn a blind eye. "The police will definitely not ignore the gang fight, but we can let them off."
With Li Zhengyang's words, I felt relieved. After saying goodbye to Li Zhengyang, I left the government building and came to the main street of Beiyuan. It was just after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the road was still decorated with lights and colorful decorations; it had just snowed a few days ago, and the road was a bit muddy. I recalled what Li Zhengyang had said before, and secretly made some ideas and plans in my heart.
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