Chapter 155 Adding Insult to Injury

"Asshole, shut up!"

Liang Xiucai looked at Liang Zikuan with a serious expression: "I'm not dead yet, it's not your turn to make the decision for the Feilong Gang!"

"Today's purpose is to make peace the most important thing. Fighting and killing is only a last resort. Why are you yelling at Village Chief Wang? Baishizhou will just throw a few hundred million and kill you."

Liang Zikuan tilted his head slightly and stopped talking, but his expression was indifferent.

Liang Xiucai lost his stern expression towards his son, returned to his gentle and elegant attitude, and nodded to the charterer:

"Village Chief Wang, Quanzi has never read a book and doesn't understand etiquette. Please don't take offense."

"It's just that when we come this time, we really come with sincerity."

Liang Zikuan gently fanned his white fan and kept a kind expression: "It sounds like you are going to give our Feilong Help over 100 million in dividends every year, but this is just a drop in the bucket for you."

"Wouldn't it be better to spend a little money to buy some happiness? Let's make a little money and you can find happiness. How nice."

"Why do you treat it like a scourge and turn a win-win cooperation into a lose-lose situation for both parties?"

He followed the lead and said: "A harmonious society is truly good when you are good and I am good."

"As long as you don't come to harass us, we will always be happy."

The charterer snorted coldly: "The source of the turmoil in Baishizhou is you."

She has experienced so much of the world, how could she not see that one of Liang's father and son was a good person, and the other was a bad person.

"That makes sense, but it's not quite correct either."

Liang Xiucai let out a hearty laugh and tapped the hand with the jade ring on the table: "I admit that the Feilong Gang has always been eager to enter Baishizhou, and I have also thought of many ways to get in."

"But you should know that even if the Feilong Gang doesn't come in, the Black Dragon Gang and the Butterfly Gang will come in."

"How can Baishizhou, a big piece of fat meat, stay away from this? Someone will definitely take a bite from it."

His eyes did not flash with a sharp and cold light. On the contrary, there was a sincerity in his eyes that forced you to believe and agree with his words:

"Instead of Baishizhou being chewed to pieces by crows or Dai Hulang, it is better to share some of the benefits with the Feilong Gang so that everyone can support each other and always be open to the outside world."

I have to say that what Liang Xiucai said was very beautiful. The arrogance of many villagers has been reduced a bit. The ordinary man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade. The fat meat of Baishizhou generates astonishing profits every year.

It is indeed a bit fanciful to stay out of it. The white and the underworld will try their best to squeeze in, and conflicts are inevitable.

"That's nice to say, Old Man Liang. If you don't engage in pyramid schemes, you're really wasting your talent."

The charterer was unmoved: "We made such a big fat piece of meat in Baishizhou ourselves. Does it have anything to do with you scum?"

"Even if you become the scum of society, you still want to suck our blood for nothing. Do you have any backbone?"

"You have hands and feet, and you can support yourself as a security guard. Is being in the underworld worthy of your ancestors?"

"He gave birth to you to honor our ancestors, not to disgrace him."

"Support each other, do you think I don't know what you are thinking? The North China District is almost entirely your territory, and we are the only ones left with the strong bones."

"If you don't take us down, the other urban villages or other forces that have compromised with you will be ready to rebel against you."

The charterer was very shrewd: "If they unite to resist you, the Feilong Gang will be in dire straits. Once the situation gets out of control, Crow and the others will take advantage of the situation and seize the Feilong Gang's territory."

"Old man Liang, do you dare to say that you are so eager to capture Baishizhou because you are not worried about this?"

"And I heard that the Feilong Gang has had a lot of bad luck recently."

The charterer apparently also received a lot of information about the Feilong Gang: "Not only was my son beaten to death and sent to prison, but several of his capable men were also lost."

"You feel unlucky, so you want to use Baishizhou to change your luck. Old Man Liang, your plan to kill two birds with one stone is good, but you just used it in the wrong place."

The words were sharp, but they were bloody, and they immediately exposed the Feilong Gang's intentions.

Liang Xiucai twitched the corners of his mouth and forced out a smile: "Village Chief Wang sees things deeply."

"Fat woman, don't be so self-righteous. Who do you think you are? You'd better show some respect to our gang leader."

Sister Feng couldn't hold back anymore and said aggressively: "If the gang hadn't asked us to restrain ourselves and let us give you three points, I would have blown your head off."

"Our beggar brothers were driven away by you and lost tens of thousands a day."

"We came to the Big Banyan Tree for a walk, and you persuaded the tenants to beat us up. The medical expenses were hundreds of thousands."

"You still dare to yell at us now, believe it or not, I will demolish your Baishizhou?"

Sister Feng thought of the siege that night and Ye Tianlong who had plotted against them. She couldn't help but feel angry and wanted to destroy the entire Baishi Continent.

The tenant woman also slammed the table: "Shemale, shut up, it's not your turn to speak here, the tenant is beating you, it's you who are causing trouble in the middle of the night."

"If you stay at home and stay well, will you be misunderstood as a policeman and beat up wildly? You are asking me for medical expenses. I haven't asked you for damages yet."

"That night, more than a dozen flower beds, six street lamps, and eight dogs were all broken."

Sister Feng was so angry: "You——"

"What are you?"

The charterer was unyielding when she got the upper hand: "If my balls hadn't hurt that night and I couldn't get up to beat you, I would have chopped you off with a knife, you damn shemale."

"Under the guise of being the master of the Holy Hand Hall, carrying Zhu Dapen is my brother-in-law's brand. You know how many secret and abducting things you have done in Baishizhou."

"I let you go more than once, and then I slapped you on the nose. Do you really think of yourself as a green onion?"

Sister Feng's face was as dark as a dark cloud, and she pulled out a telescopic stick with her backhand: "Housewife, if you dare to challenge me, are you seeking death?"

"Brothers of the Holy Hand, kill this old witch and tear her mouth apart."

Sister Feng gave the order, and more than a dozen of her followers screamed and wanted to charge.

"Do not impulse."

Liang Xiucai still stretched out his hand to stop his men from starting a fight, and told the angry Sister Feng to take a few steps back: "Master Feng, when doing big things, you have to keep your composure."

"Besides, this is a society governed by the rule of law. If people are beaten and killed at every turn, it will not become a general trend."

Sister Feng looked aggrieved: "Gang leader, she insulted me."

"Learn to be patient."

Liang Xiucai said four words lightly to Sister Feng, and then looked at the charterer:

"Village Chief Wang, it doesn't make much sense to talk about those branches and leaves. Let's continue to talk about business. I'll make it clear today, Baishizhou, I want to make a decision. The conditions can be negotiated, but the maximum reduction will be 20%."

Liang Zikuan also shouted: "Dad, I want them to hand over Ye Tianlong."

The charterer shouted: "No need to talk, we will never agree."

Uncle Gui and the others also said in unison: "Yes, if I don't agree, I will never agree."

"I'll take a step back, how about 70 million a year? You agree, and today we form a gentleman's agreement."

Liang Xiucai also gradually became cruel: "If you don't agree, I will mobilize a thousand Feilong gang members from tomorrow to come to Baishizhou every day to cause trouble."

"Don't worry, we are civilized people and will not cause any vandalism or looting. We will only guard every shop or block every street to paralyze it."

"If the effect is not good, I will have people throw thirty to fifty rats and hundreds of cockroaches into the shops and restaurants in Baishizhou every day."

"I think if this continues, you won't lose 100 million. I'm afraid it will take more than a billion to fill the hole."

Liang Xiucai's face became ferocious: "In three years at most, I can turn Baishizhou into an empty city."

The charterer's face turned cold: "How dare you? If they dare to come, I'll ask the security guard to beat each one on sight. We have plenty of money and don't care about medical expenses."

"On the other hand, how many beatings can you withstand?"

"Security? Do you still have security?"

Liang Xiucai hit the tenant's wife all at once: "There are more than two hundred people, and it seems that only these dozens of related households are left."

He tilted his head slightly, and Uncle Ying stood up, walked to a two-meter-high decorative vase, and hit his head hard against it.

The vases shattered with a 'crash' and fell to the ground one after another, full of fragments. The shocked villagers were stunned by this hand, and the security guard was also trembling.

Uncle Ying pointed his finger at the security guard and shouted: "Are your lives only worth three thousand eight hundred?"

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Dozens of security guards hurriedly threw away electric batons in their hands, and then shouted to the tenant and others: "Village Chief Wang, there are seniors and juniors among us, so we can't afford to play."

After they finished speaking, they didn't wait for the charterer to respond and ran out of the door in fear.

The charterer's face changed slightly.