Chapter 22 Aren’t you quite eloquent? (Thanks to 'Myzhou'2000 for the reward!)
Liu Dapiezi no longer has many people under his command. Ever since the Japanese came, almost no one respects him as the big brother anymore because he is a brave and shameless fighter. All of them turn around and put on shit-yellow pants and long leather boots.

Some people are even so immoral as to come back and show off to him!
To this day, he still remembers how Zhang Nian, a celebrity in the eyes of the Japanese, threw his long boots on the Eight Immortals table when he returned to Nangang. That look on his face makes Liu Dapiezi hate it to the core whenever he thinks of it.

But he didn't dare to move. Not only was Zhang Nian a favorite in the eyes of the Japanese, but Liu Dapiezi didn't have the men who could take down this guy. However, if a man in the underworld is frightened once, no one will take him seriously anymore.

Under him, the Guan Dibao dared to openly collect salaries without working; the Tianwangshan outside dared to blatantly break into Xu's shack to do business. All the damn rules and morals were gone in this second.

What can Liu Dapiezi do?
He urgently needed manpower to re-establish his position and prove that in Nangang, whoever dared to hand over a tooth would be defeated.

The question is, where can we find the manpower?

Before coming to Xu's shack, he had also come into contact with several groups of Fengtian Army soldiers who had returned from the battlefield. These people were not bad, but they held a pipe in one hand and a rifle in the other, and they kept coughing when they spoke. They looked unreliable.

Liu Dapiezi believed that these guys dared to kill people, but the important thing was, what would happen after they killed people? Wouldn't they sell themselves out if they turned around?
What's more, the previous group of people could not give Liu Dapiezi the confidence to regain his position. He was really afraid that this group of people would go out and hurt someone before they could even start smoking. He would get the urge to smoke right after he started smoking, which would be terrible.

But when he saw Xu Chaoyang, Liu Dapiezi felt an indescribable liking for him from the bottom of his heart. The boy's muscles could not be hidden even through his cotton-padded jacket. When he put his arms around his shoulders, his body was as hard as steel, and his rock-solid waist could not be bent even if he wanted to hide it. He looked like a real character.

How reassuring it is to have such a person at your disposal? Moreover, he has a record of repelling the Tianwang Mountain!
However, if Liu Dapiezi wanted to win the hearts of such people, he knew that he had to put in a lot of effort, which is why he always seemed to be considerate of others.

"Brother Chaoyang, I'll take responsibility for you regarding the matter of Guan Lao Er, but making friends requires mutual interaction. Otherwise, can you believe what I say without any evidence?"

Xu Chaoyang looked at him warily: "So what? Do we have to find an incense burner to burn some yellow paper, and then have us kneel on the ground and kowtow?"

“Hahahaha…” Liu Dapie was amused by Xu Chaoyang’s stupidity: “I don’t believe that.”

"How about this? Didn't Tianwang Mountain give us a blow? We have a good reason to start this time. Otherwise, why don't you find a chance to give them a blow as well?"

Xu Chaoyang immediately turned his head and looked at him: "You're using me as a gun?"

"No! You said that and it ruined the relationship between us."

"The king attacked the Xu family's shack at night. This is not only a disrespect to me, Liu Da Piaozi, but also a disrespect to you, Xu Chaoyang."

"If you want to establish your authority, you have to be ruthless. Otherwise, who will take you seriously?"

"If you want to make friends with the upper class, you have to prove your worth. Otherwise, why would anyone care?"

"We are brothers who share the same feelings, but what about others? If they hear the words 'Xu Chaoyang' in the future, won't they think this is a lie?"

"Brother, I am thinking about you."

"Right?"

Liu Dapiezi turned around and ran towards his donkey. After he climbed onto the donkey with great difficulty, he turned back and said, "Brother Chaoyang, let's leave it at that for now. Think about what I just said. Give me a response when you have made up your mind."

"Bitter!"

Liu Dapiezi rode on the donkey and gave a whirlwind shout, and the donkey slowly swayed towards Nangang.

Liu Dapiezi was quite experienced in manipulating a reckless man like Xu Chaoyang who had just come out of the army. Although he did not understand the meaning of the term "painting a pie in the sky", he was able to say every word he said to make a good show.

In addition, he has follow-up arrangements for Xu Chaoyang.

If you attack Tianwang Mountain, you, Xu Chaoyang, will be surrounded by enemies. If you still have some dignity and don't want to be a dog for the Japanese, you must have someone to protect you. At that time, he will walk to Nangang step by step without anyone leading him, and directly become a sharp blade in Liu Dapiezi's hand.

With this knife, Zhang Wannian still dares to show off. It will no longer be the same as before. The Japanese have always chosen to ignore the internal struggles of the Chinese, let alone mediate. Then the city will be full of cannons...

Liu Dapiezi was happy. As he rode on the donkey with his eyes narrowed and looked at the world with a smile, he seemed to see the colorful world again.

Nangang, when he returned to his own house, the man at the door took the donkey and immediately ordered: "Tell the kitchen to cook and heat up the wine, I want to have a good drink today." He looked very happy.

Liu Dapiezi drank a lot, and while he was drinking, he had someone set up a stove next to him so he could heat up the food and keep warm. He ate until it was getting dark and night fell, and then he put away his bowl and chopsticks.

After returning to the back room and having a lot of fun with the third wife he had just married, he finally fell asleep limply. The third wife hated him so much that she turned sideways, leaving only her back to him, and grabbed the quilt with a cold face. She had never seen a man who got off right after getting on and looked like he was enjoying it!

late at night.

The sound of breathing continued to come from inside the house, and Liu Dapiezi's snoring was like a train whistle, rising and falling.

In his dream, Liu Dapiezi, dressed in red and riding a tall horse, entered the Ice City and declared himself king by stepping on Zhang Wannian's corpse.

For no apparent reason, a gust of wind blew by and he felt his nose itchy...Ah, cut!
He sneezed, and with the force he lifted himself up from the bed. Just as he was about to lie down again, he vaguely saw a figure sitting on the bedside table next to the bed through the slits of his eyes...

"Oh my god!"

Just as Liu Dapiezi was about to step back, the muzzle of a gun pointed at his head instantly calmed him down.

This time he was completely awake and realized that there was not just one person in the room, but four!

"Brother Liu, I, Xu Chaoyang, am not very smart. I didn't fully understand what you said to me in the Xu family shack before. Otherwise, you can just say it to me again."

Xu Chaoyang!
Liu Dapiezi saw Xu Chaoyang dangling a yellow foxtail grass in his hand, and immediately remembered that his nose was itchy just now!

Asking "How did you get in?" at this moment would be a sign of mental illness. He could only watch in fear.

"Brother..." Xu Chaoyang said with a wicked smile, "What you meant during the day is that you want us to fight for you without paying a penny, so that you can gain fame and get credit from the Japanese?"

"I don't think this is right. If one of our buddies gets injured or dies, wouldn't that be in vain? And our buddies' ammunition consumption doesn't cost money, so what?"

Qu Yong poked his head with his gun and said, "Our eldest brother said, you are a good talker, right? Why are you mute now? Speak!"

Liu Gener said even more harshly: "How dare he say that? I was counting his strokes just now, six in total!"

"You, hurry up and make up for it. Such a beauty, six strokes? You're lying on the bed groaning because of anger, but you're sleeping soundly. What the hell is this..."

Liu Dapiezi's old face turned red with shame, his eyes were closed and his mouth was staring, as if his lips were welded shut and he couldn't open them no matter what he said.

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(End of this chapter)