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Chapter 38
The leader Zhang Liuye didn't say a word to the white man beside him, which made the rest of the people in the tea shed in front of Fengheng's warehouse feel embarrassed to speak out.

Only the steam-laden summer wind howls against the face.

Every little while, a group of people were escorted into the warehouse by gangsters.Most of them were one or two people, and some of them were five or six people. It was at this time that Da Gongzi greeted Zhang Liuye in the tea shed, and there were a few human voices.

This job is boring.

The bamboo chair "creaked and creaked", Zhang Liuye held the teacup boredly, took a sip of tea, and asked the fair man,

"Master Liu?"

"Huh?" The white man turned his head.

"Speaking of which, among the two people that Li Yushi wanted to arrest, the skinny man had something to do with my hydraulic gang. He injured three of my subordinates and made them lie in the hospital. But since Li Yushi is important, Our Waterworks Gang won’t argue about it.”

After finding a random topic, Mr. Zhang Liu pretended to ask casually,
"I've heard many stories about ghosts and ghosts, but this is the first time for something so serious... I heard that the Jiushou Sword is not his mother's ordinary weapon? Li Yushi sent a special telegram to invite you here, Do you know anything, Your Excellency?"

The fair man shook his head expressionlessly.

Mr. Zhang Liu frowned, and a younger brother behind him rolled his eyes and began to curse,

"Two swords and willows, how amazing? My sixth master asked you without opening his mouth? Do you, a foreigner, know that I am a water engineering gang, and the 28 boat gangs in Yujiang are known as the number one!"

This white and clean man turned out to be one of the four martial artists Li Yushi Telecom invited from other places, Liu Cheng who was nicknamed Double Swords.

"Shuigong Gang? All 28 boat gangs in Yujiang claim the number one?"

Liu Cheng repeated it, and a hint of amusement flashed across his fair face.

The younger brother shouted, "It's good that you know."

Liu Cheng touched the armrest of the bamboo chair and stood up, shaking his head,
"Yu Jiang's No. [-] gang can only perform this kind of unfashionable bad show? Then forgive me. Let's go outside and have fun."

With a wave of his hand, he greeted several nurses sent here by Li Yushi to go with him.

Mr. Zhang Liu raised his hand to stop the younger brother who wanted to yell, and also stood up, with a somewhat rude tone.

"Li Yushi said that the two men who robbed Jiu Shoujian were very skilled, and I specially ordered you to help me wait. Liu Cheng with two swords? Famous martial arts masters from other places? What a joke, a dozen people from my water engineering gang are fighting swords here, and those two No matter how good a person's skill is, so what, but tell me to chop it into meat."

Zhang Liuye looked at Liu Cheng with disdain,

"If your mother is afraid of this kind of blood, just say it."

Liu Cheng laughed,
"I'm not them. Like a mule or a donkey."

He glanced at the road with his cold eyes, and there were two gong players escorting a lame man, three skinny and one fat, covered in bandages and on crutches.come here.

After arriving at the entrance of Fengheng warehouse, two gong beaters stamped a red badge symbolizing the Xinsheng Gang on the arms of each of the five people, and threw the five people into Fengheng warehouse.

He kept his eyes on the cripple among them,
"I'm not that stupid."

Master Zhang Liu snorted,
"You decide?"

Liu Cheng rested his hands on the handles of the two sabers behind his waist, his eyes were as calm as water,
"Practicing martial arts is like holding a sharp weapon in your body. How can you not have a little bit of anger? You can bear it so much, and you don't see a bit of anger."

"Tch, your mother..." Mr. Zhang Liu cocked his mouth.

"Bao bao."

After two saber blares, Mr. Zhang Liu of the water conservancy gang patrolling the mountain was stunned. His long gown with vertical stripes was torn across his body, two crossed blood lines appeared on his chest, and the sweat on his face was layer upon layer.

"If I hear half a dirty word from your mouth again, it won't break your skin."

Behind the sharp double knives, Liu Cheng's fair face was smeared with perverseness,

"I'm so pissed off."

…………

After pushing Wu Qing and others into the warehouse, the two of Xinsheng's gang who escorted the five people left.The warehouse door was locked again with a clang.

There seemed to be a conflict between a few hydraulic engineering gangs playing gongs outside the door, and there was noise coming in, but it subsided after a while.

Wu Qing looked around.The three gong boys who caught Wu Qing really didn't lie to him, they just locked him up first.

There are no less than 200 people in this warehouse, either standing or lying down.

Due to the large number of people in the entire warehouse, there is an unpleasant smell, which is a mixture of sweat, feces and urine.

The warehouse is not small, about [-] meters long and [-] meters wide, with a column every eight or nine meters, about five or six hundred square meters.The two concrete stairs leading to the second floor are sealed with planks.

There is no ash on the board, it is very new, and it has just been nailed.

There is no exit other than the warehouse gate.

Although there were already two hundred prisoners in the warehouse, it still looked empty, with a few rag bags piled up in the corner, and rice grains could be seen here and there on the ground.

The sun shines through the walls around the warehouse and the anti-theft fine iron lattice windows, and the dust spots undulate in the light.

The warehouse walls are high, and the iron lattice windows are also installed high, almost touching the lower edge of the second floor.

One window cuts off the yelling, sirens, carriages and horses from the outside.

At this moment, the scene is not much different from the real prison behind bars.

There are more than 200 detainees in the warehouse with different expressions.Numbness, resentment, puzzlement, anxiety.

The dress is relatively uniform, black, gray and white short shirts and jackets, with patches from head to toe.

They are probably the same as Wu Qing, poor ghosts who were forcibly escorted by the gong boys.

The current situation has been in turmoil for many years, and the skinny people don't have various forms of thinness, only the sunken cheeks, and the short yellow head with malnutrition—exactly the same as Wu Qing's facial features.

As for just a few fat people...

The current situation has been in turmoil for many years, prices have risen but not fallen, jobs have been lost but not gained, and most of the poor who can eat into fat people rely on their talents.Few people know how to be talented.

Wu Qing's eyes swept over the faces of these fat people one by one.None of them were the dumpy man.

That's right, not everyone is as lucky as him, who didn't take to the streets, and was arrested.

Wu Qing leaned on a cane, found a pillar and sat down.

In this neutral position, the iron door bolt of the warehouse shook again.

Wu Qing looked up, the iron gate opened, and another group of three were thrown in.But no pudgy men.

My mind turned, and a different idea suddenly popped up.

Although it seems that in the streets of Yujiang and in front of the wharf, there are people in the community setting up roadblocks, the momentum is huge, and there are many laborers, as if they have laid a net to arrest people in the whole city.

But it was because Wu Qing's injuries were not healed, he was temporarily unable to use force, and his legs and feet were bad, that's why he was caught.

Damn, it's enough to memorize.

It's really a broken house and it rains all night, and a leaky boat meets the headwind again.

Afterwards, every time the iron gate opened, Wu Qing would glance at it, but there was no sign of the short and fat man.

The light block projected into the warehouse from the gap between the bars gradually faded away during the shifting and deformation. Inside the warehouse, near the gate, an oil lamp lit up.

It was morning when Wu Qing was arrested, and it was night in the blink of an eye.

Except for a bowl of gruel in the morning, Wu Qing didn't eat or drink all day.And smell the sickening stench of the warehouse.

Not feeling well.

Fortunately, it was already dark, and it wasn't long before Wu Qing's injury was healed by Karma Avatar.

(End of this chapter)