si-mexico Chapter 1038 Good Luck
Chapter 1038 Good Luck
Zhou Qi sneered, his eyes sweeping across the five muddy tractors on the river bank: "During the busy farming season, we can still find five tractors and a hundred idle people, but you two second-rate people have nothing to do."
This statement hit the sore spot of the gangsters. The twenty-year-olds of the Iron Blood Society would rather hang out on the country roads than work in the fields.
The most impressive thing about their boss Liu Daliang was that he boasted at the dinner table that he had cut off someone's ears - no one cared whether it was true or not.
"We are truly the Iron Blood Society!"
Wang Sanke smiled flatteringly and moved forward: "If I could follow the Fourth Master or you..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the bamboo pole that Zhou Qi kicked apart. The bamboo pole that had split apart from hitting someone "splashed" into the water, scaring the fish away.
"Are you a rag collector at Shaolin Temple?"
Zhou Qi turned and walked towards the Li family father and son: "Come on, I'll treat you to a meal."
He had long seen through the plans of this mob.
The gangsters were jealous of the prosperous business of "Shengshi Tianxia" and wanted to climb up the ladder. Unfortunately, they didn't expect that the boss from the city hated lazy people the most.
"Brother Qi, do you think we brothers can follow the Fourth Master or ask you for food?"
Li Jianghe came over, rubbing his blue arm, and the hundred or so people behind him stretched their necks in unison, waiting for a reply.
Zhou Qi raised his hand and brushed the dust off Li Jianghe's shoulders: "My Shengshi Group looks like a garbage recycling station?"
He turned his head and glanced at the group of people on the riverbank: "Is your arm not broken?"
"This injury is nothing!" Li Jianghe gritted his teeth and gasped, swallowing the cry of pain.
Everyone knows that Shaolin Temple is a well-known figure in Suzhou City. If one cannot get close to the Fourth Master now, it would be a great honor for one to follow this new boss.
Liu Daliang, who had just climbed out of the river, squeezed to the front with his wet trouser legs swinging: "Brother Qi, give me a chance!"
Two hundred pounds of fat trembled with every movement, just like a hippopotamus that had fallen into the water.
"Raising you as thugs?
"Zhou Qi sneered and took out a cigarette box: "Now the crackdown on gangs and evil is tight, I don't want to support someone who is always causing trouble."
As he said this, he pulled Li Jianghe up and was about to leave.
Wang Sanke was so anxious that he rubbed his hands: "Look, it's a remote place here, it's always a good idea to bring a few brothers for self-defense. Besides..."
He glanced at the Maserati parked in the distance and secretly estimated the wealth of this gentleman.
"Just you?"
Zhou Qi flicked the ash from his cigarette and said, "Ten bundles together are not worth half a finger of mine."
This is true. In the fight at the dock last month, more than 30 knifemen didn't even get close to him.
"You are the reincarnation of the Overlord of Western Chu!"
Wang Sanke stepped forward with a shameless face: "We can usually handle eight or ten people, but we are nothing but chickens in front of you!"
Zhou Qi was choked by the smoke and kept coughing: "Okay, okay, if you behave well next time, I'll take you to see the Fourth Master."
He couldn't wait to get rid of this group of sticky people: "Let's all go!"
"Thank you Brother Qi for your support!" More than a hundred people bowed 90 degrees in unison, and the scene was like the premiere of a gangster movie.
Li Jianghe took the opportunity to pull his father's clothes: "Dad, let's go home!"
"The ship hasn't docked yet to unload."
Old Li took out a plastic bag from his trouser pocket and shook out a few layers of curled-up change wrapped in handkerchiefs: "Go buy half a pound of pork head meat, and some loose Erguotou."
"Stop working."
Zhou Qi stopped Li Jianghe who was about to take the money and said, "I like this guy. Come to the group tomorrow to report. I'll treat you to dinner tonight. There are a few of you over there!"
Suddenly he waved to the Iron Blood Society members and said, "Go and moor the cargo ship. You can handle this little job, right?"
Liu Daliang bowed and rushed over: "Uncle Li, please tell me what to do! I'm sorry for what happened just now, please tell me where to go this boat!"
Hundreds of people rushed to the dock, like a pack of hyenas smelling meat.
"No need!"
Old Li was about to leave with his neck stiffened, but Zhou Qi held him back: "Let them stretch their muscles, so they don't get sick from idleness."
He turned around and kicked Wang Sanke who was still bowing: "If you bow again, it will be like a funeral!"
When Li Dao was about to board the boat, the Iron Blood Society suddenly blocked his way. The leader, a man with a flat head, grinned:
"Uncle Li, don't worry. We brothers will definitely make this job clear for you. Who doesn't know your boss in this bay? I'll ask someone to move the boat to the dock right away."
Li Dao was stunned on the spot - these hooligans who usually looked down on him were now nodding and bowing to him.
Before the old man could react, a dozen shirtless young men had already jumped onto the deck.
Some people were untying the ropes and pushing the bamboo poles, and in the blink of an eye, the boat was pushed far away.
On the shore, Liu Daliang shouted at the top of his voice: "Brothers, disperse, disperse, don't block Boss Zhou's way! Go do what you need to do, there will be plenty of opportunities to learn from Boss Zhou later."
As he said this, he and Wang Sanke bowed to Zhou Qi, and then retreated with his men.
The rumbling tractor carrying the Iron Blood Society members disappeared at the end of the dirt road. Li Dao touched the back of his neck, feeling dazed.
He really couldn't understand how this young boss in a leather jacket could intimidate the local tyrant with just a few words?
"Come on, I'll take you to a restaurant." Zhou Qi got on his motorcycle and waved to the father and son.
Li Dao sat in the back seat reluctantly, but his eyes kept glancing into the river - he was always worried that those bastards would secretly unload his goods.
The young man's proud voice came from the front: "When it comes to throwing stones, I can hit a sparrow on a tree branch with my eyes closed!"
Li Jianghe swung his thin legs, holding a piece of broken tile in his hand: "Last year, I won more than five yuan from my classmates just by betting!"
"The brat has learned how to gamble?"
Zhou Qi deliberately slowed down the car. Li Dao, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly said in a muffled voice: "Jiang He is smart, but it's a pity that he was born in the wrong family."
The rough palm slapped his son's shoulder heavily: "I saved twenty yuan for the tuition for next semester, and the rest..."
"I'll pay for the tuition."
Zhou Qi suddenly stepped on the accelerator: "From now on, all expenses for Jiang He's studies will be on me. Food, clothing, books and miscellaneous expenses, I will cover them all for four years of college!"
The river breeze blew past the ears of the three people, and Li Dao clutched the frame of the bicycle with red eyes.
In the motorcycle's rearview mirror, his cargo ship was safely moored at the dock. Two hooligans were squatting on the bow, smoking, and they really looked like they were inspecting the cargo.
"Just come and report to my company directly after graduation."
"How can this be possible?"
Li Dao felt that he was really lucky today. This noble person not only helped him out, but also arranged for his son Jiang He's studies and future.
"What's the problem? The child is a good seedling. He should study hard and learn skills." As Zhou Qi was speaking, he suddenly felt the person in the back seat sliding down.
The car suddenly tilted, and if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost fallen into the river bank with the car. If it had rushed down the steep slope of more than ten meters, the whole car would have been scrapped.
"squeak!"
When the tires braked, there was a harsh sound on the asphalt road. Zhou Qi pulled the handbrake hard with his right hand, and then stepped on the rear brake hard, and the whole car spun beautifully on the spot.
"Where is Old Li?" Zhou Qi parked the car and found that Taoist Li, who was originally sitting in the middle, was missing.