The Axe Gang members never expected Bai Qianmo to shoot and kill their third leader.
Everyone in the room was stunned.
The Axe Gang had been rampant in Shanghai for many years, and people were terrified of them. No one dared to confront them directly.
The crowd of people watching from afar felt a surge of emotions. They had long been fed up with the bullying and persecution by these bandits, and seeing these wicked people get their just deserts, they almost wanted to applaud.
In store
One of the brothers, his eyes bloodshot, roared, "Third Master!"
The crowd snapped out of their shock and rushed forward.
"Third Master!"
"The third leader... the third leader has been killed!"
Seeing the third leader lying on the ground with his eyes wide open and blood gushing from between his eyebrows, the brothers present panicked.
Qin Fengming, who was holding a spear and ready to rush over to rescue the boy, stared at the trapped boy in astonishment.
This boy is incredibly audacious.
The third leader of the Axe Gang was a staunch sworn brother of Du Wansan. If this kid killed the third leader, Du Wansan would definitely tear him to pieces.
A member of the Axe Gang glared angrily at Bai Qianmo: "Brothers, this kid killed our Third Boss. Today, he must pay for this crime in blood."
"A blood debt must be paid in blood! Tear this brat to pieces to avenge the Third Master!"
A group of Axe Gang members roared and attacked Bai Qianmo.
Bai Qianmo's eyes were cold and stern as she fired several shots in quick succession from her sidearm.
Each shot hit the right wrist of the Axe Gang member who was holding the axe with pinpoint accuracy.
Clang
Clang
Several axes fell to the ground, accompanied by a chorus of wails.
Seven or eight brothers have already fallen to the ground.
The remaining ten brothers were filled with anger, but dared not approach Bai Qianmo again.
"If you want to live, get out of here right now." Bai Qianmo slowly sat back down in her seat.
He deftly manipulated the gun in his right hand, his gaze cold and piercing, a glint of cold light shooting towards the crowd.
The Axe Gang members were either dead or wounded.
But the person in front of me wasn't injured at all.
The remaining ten Axe Gang members realized the situation was dire; this young man was beyond their capabilities.
"You just wait. If you offend the Axe Gang, you'll only have one path left: death."
After uttering a harsh threat, several men helped their injured brother and together carried the third leader away.
They quickly evacuated the teahouse.
"It's all over! Our Lanling Teahouse is doomed!" The owner of Lanling Teahouse slumped onto the counter, his face ashen.
"Boss Tong, what makes you say that?" Qin Fengming asked, still holding the spear in one hand, his face full of questions.
Boss Tong wore a bitter smile.
“The Axe Gang is unreasonable. Many of their brothers were killed or injured in my Lanling Teahouse today. They will not let this place go. Fengming, for the sake of our acquaintance, I advise you to take your family and leave this place of trouble tonight. If you don’t leave now, it will be too late.”
Boss Tong let out a long sigh and stood up from the ground with a sigh of relief.
After stepping off the platform, he glared at Bai Qianmo with resentment.
"It's all your fault. If you hadn't provoked these people, how could our century-old Lanling Teahouse have ended up in such a predicament?"
Bai Qianmo chuckled dismissively: "Boss Tong, since you're closing down and I've offended the Axe Gang, you can sell this shop to me. Even if the Axe Gang comes looking for you one day, it won't concern you at all."
Boss Tong looked surprised.
If it weren't for the troublesome Axe Gang, he wouldn't have sold his century-old shop no matter how much money was offered.
But if you offend the Axe Gang, not only will you lose this shop, but you'll also lose the lives of your whole family. This incident will soon be known to everyone, so who will want to take on this hot potato?
Therefore, it is absolutely unwise for this kid to buy Lanling Teahouse.
"How much are you going to offer? Let's get this straight, my century-old shop is a big name in Shanghai. I absolutely won't make a move unless you offer a reasonable price."
Bai Qianmo knew that Boss Tong was scheming at this moment.
She had already set her sights on this shop, but Lanling Tea House was a century-old establishment, and Boss Tong would definitely not sell it.
But things are different now; he'd probably be eager to sell it off.
"How about ten thousand silver dollars?"
Boss Tong's face immediately darkened, and his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
"Ten thousand yuan to buy my shop? You're ripping me off! This is a century-old establishment, a golden brand in Shanghai!"
Bai Qianmo scoffed lightly.
"Boss Tong, before today, I couldn't refute what you said, but after today, even if you want to resell it, no one will dare to buy it."
Boss Tong fell silent.
He knew the kid was trying to rip him off, but he was right.
Nobody would be foolish enough to be the sucker.
Ten thousand dollars is better than nothing.
Right now, the most important thing is to save his life. Once he gets the money, he will take his family and leave this dangerous place.
After struggling with his conscience, Boss Tong sighed, his face full of helplessness and heartache.
“If I sell it to you for ten thousand silver dollars, how will I face our ancestors after I die? Please raise the price a little more.”
"Ten thousand silver dollars is already a high price. If I don't buy it, I doubt anyone would be willing to be a sucker, right?"
Bai Qianmo's words provoked Boss Tong, and he gritted his teeth.
"Okay, I'll sell it to you, but you must hand over the ten thousand silver dollars to me today."
"Deal!" Bai Qianmo readily agreed.
After giving a few brief instructions, Boss Tong hurriedly left.
In the teahouse, besides Bai Qianmo and Qin Fengming, only that group of soldiers were still present.
Chen Ping sneered: "Has this girl lost her mind? After the Axe Gang's commotion today, no one will come to Lanling Teahouse to drink tea and listen to storytelling anymore. This shop is practically a dead shop. What was she thinking, spending ten thousand silver dollars to buy a shop like this?"
Yang looked towards his own general.
"General, she is now under your command. Should we go down and give her a heads-up?"
Chen Ping, standing to the side, curled his lip and thought to himself, "Yang Jiang is useless at everything, but he's definitely number one at flattery."
Seeing that the general had a special feeling for this little girl, he started to fawn over her.
Lackey!
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