now.
Ninth Master glanced at his half-crippled underling: "What proof do you have that my men did this...?"
Wang the Cripple: "Your men beat up someone on your turf. My brother saw it with his own eyes. Are you trying to deny it?"
Ninth Master: "Really? Fine... Don't say I'm disrespecting you, someone! Get him five thousand yuan for medical treatment..."
Wang the Cripple: (⋋▂⋌)
"Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?! 5000 yuan? Do you think your 5000 yuan is made of gold...?"
One of the underlings angrily shouted, "Watch your mouth! Who the hell are you talking to? Ninth Master is giving you too much face..."
Wang the Cripple's henchman roared, "You think you're right after hitting someone? Trying to reason with them first didn't work, Brother Cripple! These guys won't listen to reason, we have to teach them a lesson..."
Whoosh...
Wang the Cripple's henchmen gripped their sticks tightly, and then Ninth Master's henchmen grabbed their sticks and shouted that they were not convinced.
The two sides have been fighting for a long time!
Ninth Master is an established force in this area, while Wang the Cripple is a newly emerging force (his reputation as a cripple stems from the fact that he jumped from the fourth floor to avenge his brother, crippling his leg, yet he still managed to take on more than a dozen people and beat the opposing leader half to death. He served three years in prison and came out as a big shot).
He was followed by hundreds of young men, all of whom followed the reputation of the crippled King Ben.
A major battle between the two sides is about to break out!
Ninth Master frowned. He was still somewhat wary of Wang the Cripple and his gang. After all, in his eyes, he had already made a name for himself, opened a company in the local area, was respected, and entered a new social class. He also had people looking after him, making him a superior person.
Wang the Cripple was just a rising gang leader, nothing more than someone who was good at fighting and brawling.
Well, how should I put it!
I wear shoes!
The other person was barefoot!
A head-on confrontation will only result in you suffering losses!
...
Ninth Master: "Crippled man! Tell me what explanation you want..."
Wang the Cripple: "My brother's leg is broken, and I don't think there's anything wrong with that. I can't let my brother be a cripple for nothing. My brother's leg was broken in the eastern sand field. If I compensate my brother with the eastern sand field, this matter will be settled."
These words were spoken.
The expressions of Ninth Master and the others turned cold.
The eastern battlefield!
That was one of the important projects of Ninth Master Building Materials Company, worth at least tens of millions.
The other party just opened their mouth and asked for it!
What?! Trying to rob me?!
They're robbing them! This is outrageous!
One of the henchmen said, "Damn it! You guys are shameless! What were you thinking? Even if we broke his legs or killed him, so what? A battlefield, my foot! You don't deserve to be called that..."
Wang the Cripple's expression remained unchanged: "I won't take it for free! I'll offer 10 million, sell the sand quarry to me! That'll settle the matter! Otherwise... don't blame me, Wang the Cripple, for being impolite..."
He directly offered to buy at market price.
Ninth Master's face was cold. Although the battlefield was only worth about ten million, the current situation was not about the battlefield at all, but about Wang the Cripple's face. If he backed down today, not only would his own men not agree, but even outsiders would look down on him. This was something he absolutely could not accept!
Ninth Master: "Battlefield! Wang the Cripple! From now on, don't call him Wang the Cripple, call him Wang the Wheelchair!"
Wang the Cripple's expression was indifferent, but he showed no surprise.
after all:
I knew before I came that Ninth Master wouldn't agree; the reason he made this condition was because he wanted to do it.
Anyway, he's a rising star!
He won! Now he's truly established!
He lost! He'll regroup and try again!
right...
That's it!
"Dry..."
Wang the Cripple waved his hand.
Whoosh...
A large number of his underlings rushed forward.
Ninth Master also took two steps back and waved his hand:
"Dry..."
Whoosh...
The two groups started fighting!
This alone shows the difference between the two groups: Wang the Cripple's group is led by Wang the Cripple. Although he is lame, he is obviously skilled in martial arts and is extremely fierce in fighting. He makes the most of his lameness!
Well, how should I put it! He's just like Ghost Foot Seven!
Ninth Master stood at the back of the crowd, watching coldly, with several henchmen closely protecting him. The henchmen on both sides were also different! Wang the Cripple's henchmen were obviously more capable of fighting, while Ninth Master's henchmen were slightly hesitant, but Ninth Master's henchmen had more men and would continue to arrive.
Wang the Cripple: "Brothers! Kill them! Take down these bastards and turn Ninth Master into Little Ninth!" He shouted angrily, knowing that he didn't have much time left. The longer he waited, the more of the enemy's henchmen would arrive, and he would have no chance of winning. Only by taking down Ninth Master in a short time and making him kneel down and sing "Conquer" could he completely suppress the other henchmen of Ninth Master.
Then!
He's completely established himself as a powerful figure in this area!
"kill!"
"Fuck him..."
"Damn it..."
...
An angry roar echoed throughout the building materials company.
In a short time.
The two sides fought fiercely and were evenly matched!
Indeed!
At the height of the battle between the two sides.
One of them suddenly paused, startled: "What's that noise?"
"ah..."
Many people were slightly taken aback.
boom...
Boom...
The deafening roar of cars filled the air...
brush!
Wang the Cripple's expression changed slightly, thinking that another group of Ninth Master's underlings had arrived so quickly: "Damn it! How could they be so fast! Weren't Ninth Master's underlings supposed to be keeping watch over the places? Judging from the sound of the cars, there's more than one here! This is bad..."
He instinctively stopped what he was doing and prepared to retreat.
opposite.
Ninth Master and the others also showed slight changes in expression.
They knew their own men couldn't possibly get there in such a short time.
There was a deafening roar of cars outside, and they even suspected that it was Wang the Cripple who had hired help.
Therefore, Ninth Master and the others also retreated slightly.
In a short time.
The two sides, who were fighting fiercely, unexpectedly stopped.
Wang the Cripple: (´･д･`)
Ninth Master: (=ﾟДﾟ=)
He was taken aback by the scene and then realized that something was wrong with the other party's state; they didn't have the excitement one would expect when reinforcements arrive.
instead...
I am extremely wary and worried!
this....
Something's absolutely wrong!
If it's not reinforcements from the other side, then who could it be?
The next moment.
They understood.
Then I saw it.
A large truck came hurtling straight toward the gate of the building materials company.
now.
The old gatekeeper kept waving his hands: "Stop...stop...oh my god...where did this lunatic come from again...?"
Unfortunately, the truck showed no sign of stopping.
boom....
Bang!!!
The large truck immediately crashed through the gate and rushed into the yard, followed by more than ten other trucks that also rushed in.
boom...
More than a dozen trucks rushed into the building materials company and stopped in front of Wang the Cripple, Ninth Master, and others who were fighting.
immediately.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The car door opens!
Several young men dressed in black suits got out of the car and quickly went to the back to unlock the door.
Click...click...
Bang!
Wow…
Countless young men dressed in black suits, wielding black sticks, jumped out of the back of a large truck…