Volume 1 Initial Trial of Skill Chapter 43 Selling Heavy Flavor
Qiang Ga Zi and Ma Pi Zhang, one with a three-section staff and the other with an axe handle, fiercely beat the little rascal's back. The little rascal's back was covered in wounds, his forehead beaded with blood-red sweat drops, but he gritted his teeth and loudly shouted: "Good! Good! It's exhilarating!"
At this time, whether it was onlookers or those attending the ceremony in the courtyard, all were shouting their approval and applauding loudly.
Qiang Ga Zi and Ma Pi Zhang fought for a while before retreating. Pan Hei Ta walked up with a smile all over his face: "Good! You're a real man! I, Pan Mou, have decided to befriend you." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand as if to help him up.
The little rascal hastily said: "I don't dare trouble you, I..."
Unexpectedly, Pan Hei Ta kicked the little rascal in the waist with a cold face. The little rascal involuntarily cried out: "Ah yo!"
As soon as the voice came out, the little rascal knew he had made a mistake, but it was too late. The "taste-seller" rascal could only be scolded and not hurt, this ah yo not only got beaten by the front, but also in the gang forever can't do human.
The people around let out a collective sigh, and the young punk was so angry that he almost bumped his head on the ground.
Hei Xin Lao Liu stood up at this time, and loudly said to the crowd: "Everyone, although this little brother didn't show his skills today, that's because Old Pan was being a bit tricky. In my opinion, this little brother didn't lose face today, he is still a good guy. Does everyone agree?"
"Right, right..." The people around him chimed in unison.
"Little brother, what's your name?" Hei Xin Lao Liu asked kindly as he helped the young thug to his feet.
The little rascal was overjoyed and stuttered: "I, I'm Wang Erzhu, from Dawang Village..."
"Alright, alright." The black-hearted old six seemed to be very appreciative and nodded his head, saying to Pan Hei Ta: "Old Pan, later you send twenty yuan in cash to this Wang, Wang Er Zhu's brother's place, to help him recover from his injuries."
Wang Erzhu hastily gave Hei Xin Lao Liu a bow: "Thank you, Sixth Master." After finishing speaking, he walked unsteadily to the stool and sat down quietly to watch.
An old man at the top praised: "Sixth Master is indeed a Bodhisattva with a kind heart!"
Hei Xin Lao Liu humbly said: "Senior, you're overpraising me! I'm also a veteran who has been through the way. To be honest, it's not easy to make a living in this line of work! If we can take care of each other, then we should."
"The host has arrived." Pan Heita reminded in a low voice.
Oh, Hei Xin Lao Liu turned his head around, his face turning serious, narrowing his eyes to size up an old man and a dark-faced skinny guy who walked out of the crowd.
The almanac is really puzzling. Looking at this thin and unassuming old man, could he be the legendary hidden knight or the high-ranking official described as a dragon that appears only once? Many of these high-ranking officials have such hobbies. Fighting for dominance in the market seems to him like just kicking up dust, but after watching the performance earlier, he felt quite surprised. Could it be that those thugs aren't relying on their ability to fight, but rather their ability to withstand a beating? Truly, the world is vast and full of wonders.
The Huang Li is not to be trifled with, and the black-hearted old six dare not take it lightly. Although this old man looks harmless, who among the Tianjin gangsters doesn't know that the old shop once created a shocking event? It wasn't just about fighting, but also about setting up formations, making appointments, and competing on the spot. Some would heat up a large iron plate with fire, walk barefoot on it several times, and if the opponent couldn't do the same, they would retreat in defeat. The most terrifying incident was when the owner, Zhang Shaozeng (a Muslim), boiled a pot of oil and jumped into it, frying himself to death. From then on, no one dared to harbor any intentions, laying the foundation for his descendants' eternal prosperity.
"This old man is invited." The sinister old six smiled all over his face, cupped his hands and said: "May I ask your surname and name?"
"In front of the old stage." The old man nodded and said casually: "Want to discuss a business with Sixth Master."
Hei Xin Lao Liu was taken aback and asked: "Talk business? What business?"
"Heh heh, let's not talk about business for now. Sixth Master, please take a look at the humble gift I've brought first." The old man took off his outer garment, revealing a gaunt and bony body covered in prominent scars. Meanwhile, the young man went to fetch a long stool and placed it in front of the old man.
Choi Old Tai put his left foot on the long bench, rolled up his pant leg, pulled out a shiny dagger from his waist, stabbed it into his bare thigh, slowly cut open the muscle, and then made another parallel cut along the first wound. He then used the tip of the knife to pry off a long strip of bloody flesh.
The onlookers let out a collective gasp, and Hei Xin Lao Liu blinked his eyes. Although Cui Lao Tai's move was somewhat astonishing, it wasn't entirely beyond his expectations. He had many underlings, and this matter of cutting off a piece of flesh wouldn't be difficult for him to handle.
Under the gaze of Hei Xin Lao Liu, Ma Pi Zhang puffed out his chest and walked up, pulling out a dagger from his calf, brandishing the knife and saying: "Cui Ye, you're quite righteous, I'll chip in too, let's get some appetizers to go with our drinks, this thing has bite." As he spoke, he grabbed his left ear and cut it off with a fierce slash.
The crowd erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.
Cui Lao Tai's expression didn't change, since he dared to come and sell Da Wei, he would certainly not have only these few tricks up his sleeve. With a faint smile, he opened his mouth and asked Hei Xin Lao Liu: "Sixth Master, do you have any good medicine that can dispel poison and reduce fire?"
The sinister old six's mouth twitched slightly as he shouted loudly: "Someone come and apply medicine."
Before long, a little rascal came running up with two plates of white salted fish, and put one on each high stool.
Choi Old Tai picked up a handful of salt and looked at it, the whole audience held their breath, watching his movements. Choi Old Tai chuckled and rubbed the salt vigorously onto the wound on his leg, then grabbed another handful and rubbed it onto the wound again. Everyone in the arena was stunned, until after the second handful of salt was applied to the wound, they burst into cheers.
Ma Pi Zhang was a bit stunned, but his ears had already been cut off. If he admitted defeat, he would suffer greatly. So, he gritted his teeth and also grabbed some salt to rub on the wound. This ear was on his head, not like the wound on his leg. With just one handful of salt, Ma Pi Zhang was covered in sweat, and his lips began to tremble.
"Good! The good guys on the Tianjin dock are indeed famous for nothing! Today I'm really opening my eyes. However, playing around and just picking up some small parts, this isn't something men should be doing, it's laughable if word gets out! Alright, I'll get Six Master something special, actually it's not that special, you and I both have it in our pants, at my age, it's not very useful anymore, it's just a burden to keep it around, might as well cut off a piece to drink with..."
Everyone present changed color and involuntarily tightened their legs. Any man knows what that thing is, without that thing can still be called a man?
Hei Xin Lao Liu's face finally couldn't hold it in, he never thought Cui Lao Tait would dare to take that thing out, this was beyond his expectations. This old thing is indeed vicious, he anyway has half of his body buried underground, whether or not he wants that thing is really no big deal. But his underlings either have wives at home or mistresses in the brothel, if they lose that thing, then he's completely finished.
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