Chapter 126 I will leave Tu Beishan for them to eat
Wanfu and Wan Liuye were also among those who welcomed them.
The two were extremely excited as they watched the man getting off the boat.
They had been waiting for their leader to come back for too long. Seeing that Tu Beishan was gaining momentum, with more and more people joining the gang and its reputation growing, the two men were anxious, but they could not act rashly and cause the gang to lose more talent.
I waited anxiously for several months, and the torment I went through is beyond words.
"Boss! Now that you're back, you must put a dent in Tu Beishan's prestige and restore the prestige of our Twelve Piers!"
In the headquarters hall, after Wanfu sat everyone down, he immediately described Tu Beishan's "evil deeds" over the past year in vivid detail and with exaggeration.
The heads and managers of the twelve docks sitting on both sides of the hall were all filled with indignation.
"The Su family was originally a small farming family with only eleven people. If they didn't have a capable fighter behind them, how could they dare to be so arrogant? They don't have the right to be so arrogant!"
"It's strange, but ever since they arrived at Tubei Mountain, they've managed to attract everyone the three major factions wanted to recruit. First, it was Broken Blade and Du Bupun, and now even Huo Ziheng has become their son's teacher. And that scoundrel Bai Kui, his son even got the title of Huo Ziheng's last disciple! Gang leader, be careful if they unite and eventually we at the Twelve Piers will be completely wiped out!"
"Ever since they rose up, the Twelve Piers have been losing ground everywhere! Of the three major factions in the entire Exile Land, Bai Kui saw the wind and switched sides early on, while Wang Que Lou maintained a high and mighty tone and remained silent, yet suffered no losses. All the losses fell on us, damn it!"
"This is definitely a conspiracy, specifically targeting Pier 12. I wonder who's got their eyes on the interests of the outer city and wants to snatch them from us!"
"We can't retreat any further now, or we'll be embarrassed!"
Everyone below was expressing their opinions passionately. The bearded man sitting at the top had a sullen expression on his face, his cold and sinister eyes darting around.
When they met his gaze, they subconsciously shut up and felt a chill under their feet.
"If you want to make a living in this business, you have to know how to play it," the bearded man said, his voice as cold as ice. He sneered, "I've only been out on business for a while, and the gang's already in such a mess. Did I raise all of you, and are you all good-for-nothings? You're still nursing and need your mothers to keep you? You've had it easy for too long, are your brains filled with lard?"
No one dared to say anything, knowing that the gang leader was angry.
Finally, Master Wan Liu stood up and said, "Boss, calm down. We underestimated Tu Beishan and caused the Twelve Piers to suffer losses. We deserve to be punished. But the most important thing right now is to resolve the crisis, defend ourselves from external threats, and then maintain peace at home. We are all eagerly awaiting your return. As long as you give the order, we will fight to the death!"
The bearded man turned his gaze to Master Wan Liu and narrowed his eyes. "Since that's the case, you'll take the order first."
Wan Liuye's back tensed up, and he said with a stiff upper lip, "Yes!"
Wanfu sat there, not daring to look up, and the face below looked extremely ugly.
Letting Wanjiazhuang take orders first means letting them go to their deaths first. I should have held down Uncle Six and stopped him from speaking just now. Look what happened, now he is the first to speak out!
The bearded man withdrew his gaze, and the oppressive feeling in the air eased a little. "Tubei Mountain is backed by mountains and is adjacent to water. The water source is the Qing River. We need water from the Qing River for daily drinking and farmland irrigation. If this water is unusable, Tubei Mountain's scenery will be eclipsed. The source of the Qing River is near the Seventh Pier of the Twelve Piers, right?"
The people sitting below suddenly looked up, and many of them lost their voices. "The gang leader wants to destroy the Qing River water? Gang leader, you can't do that. Tu Beishan relies on the Qing River for water, and a lot of our territories at the Twelve Docks also rely on the Qing River!"
"Why not? You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. Since they've teamed up to suppress our Twelve Piers, let's just fight to the death. Besides, Tu Beishan can't live without the Qinghe River, and neither can our Twelve Piers. Have you forgotten how the Twelve Piers survive?" The bearded man's eyes were cold and indifferent. "Even if we lose our territory on land, we still have many other piers. But without Tu Beishan and the Qinghe River, who will continue to rush over? In this exile land, only those who dare to die are feared."
Those who wanted to speak out against it eventually kept their mouths shut.
This is the style of the gang leader and also the style of the Twelve Piers.
Either I become the big one, or someone has better luck.
"Also, at Wharf 89, take orders. Have people guard outside the Tubei Mountain area, avoiding Broken Blade, Du Buqin, and the Baihuo family. Anyone else entering or leaving will be killed. Within half a month, spread this throughout the Exile Land! Then, let's see who dares to head towards Tubei Mountain again!"
Wan Liuye's eyelids twitched, "Boss, what about the Su family?"
"If we keep them, we can't win, right? Then we won't fight. We need people to build a force. Without them, no matter how capable the remaining ones are, they will just be a general without troops. I'll leave Tu Beishan to them to eat!"
"But if we really kill those innocent people, Gang Leader, I'm afraid the Su family will come looking for us."
"Have you been so scared after a few setbacks? This is a place of exile! Hehehe, who still wants to play the game of enforcing justice for the people? Get out!"
"yes!"
The bearded man had just returned, still covered in dust. After giving his instructions, he waved his hand and dismissed his men.
The huge hall suddenly became quiet.
The bearded man leaned against the stone chair with his eyes closed, the anger in his heart still lingering.
If he hadn't been delayed by some important business outside, he wouldn't have waited until now to come back. Unexpectedly, after returning, he found that there was a new Su family occupying Tubei Mountain, trying to compete with him, the bearded man, for the territory of the outer city?
The Su family had experts to help them, and they had been able to suppress the Twelve Piers before, but that was just a temporary deterrent due to their lethality, which had shocked the group of good-for-nothings below.
Just want to make a name for yourself in the land of exile, do you really think it's that easy?
It’s just that many of the methods have not yet been used.
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"Uncle Changdong." The door to Changdong's courtyard was pushed open, and the little baby walked in, holding a bowl with a few pieces of white rice cakes in it. "Eat."
Changdong specially set up a bench under the eaves of the main hall and lay lazily on it.
He threw away the triangular stool.
Chang Dong propped himself up and sat up, smiling, "There's more delicious food."
"You worked hard, so you have food." The baby squatted down beside him, put the bowl in his hand, and looked at him with his head tilted. "Will you still live here?"
Chang Dong put a piece of white rice cake in his mouth. The salty taste made him frown. The sweet one was even better. "Stop, why do you ask?"
He didn't pretend when facing this little brat.
At such a young age, could she tell whether he was kind or cruel?
“There are too many people and no place to live.”
"You mean I'm leaving to make room for someone else?"
"Are you leaving?"
"No."
"Someone's here to cause trouble. Will you help fight?"
Chang Dong shuddered, and fixed his gaze on the little baby, "What do you mean?"
"You're a man, will you help fight?"
Chang Dong narrowed his eyes, smiled, and spoke in a tone as light as if he was secretly sharpening a knife behind his back, "Help."
The little baby clapped his hands and skipped away, "I'll make a note of that."
The master casually asked her to come and ask, and she came.
Xiangxiang's Uncle Changdong will help her fight, so she won't beat him.
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