Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1264 605: Cheating the World_2

"Tomorrow, you guys come again and cause even more trouble, injure a few of their workers, ruin a batch of their cloth, force them to fight with you.

Remember, as soon as they make a move, just lie on the ground, let them hit you, let them kick you. The more injured you get, the more I'll reward you!"

The hooligans happily took the money and went to the Silk Satin Manor early the next morning.

Big Head gritted his teeth with hatred, he asked He Jiaqing, "Still holding back?"

He Jiaqing leaned on the stair railing, watching the situation in the hall: "Not holding back today, give them a beating, but don't take their lives."

A hooligan pointed at He Jiaqing and cursed: "What the hell are you looking at? Never seen your grandpa?"

He Jiaqing said to Big Head: "This one, make him a cripple, so he can't walk again in the future."

The hooligan shouted from the first floor: "What did you just say? Say it again, let me hear!"

Big Head jumped down from the second floor, grabbed the hooligan's hair, pressed him to the ground, and broke one of his legs: "He just said, make it so you can't walk in the future."

The hooligan cried out: "You hit me? How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am..."

Crack!

Big Head broke the hooligan's other leg as well.

The hooligan fainted from the pain, and the remaining hooligans cried out loudly: "The boss here is beating people, what kind of business is this, come and see..."

Before he could finish, the hooligan's teeth were sent flying out of his mouth.

Seeing Big Head make a move, several supports in the Silk Satin Manor also joined in, grabbing the hooligans and starting to pound them.

These hooligans had no cultivation level, couldn't withstand the beating, and in less than ten minutes, a group of hooligans was bruised and battered, thrown onto the street.

They lay on the ground, crying and shouting for a long time, no one paid any attention, so they could only help each other and went to the gambling den.

Yesterday, the gambling den owner instructed, getting beaten is considered a great achievement, the more severe the injuries, the more they would be rewarded.

Today, they were really heavily injured, and a few of them would be left disabled. Thinking about the amount of the reward, these few felt their injuries weren't that painful after all.

The gambling den was very quiet, maybe it was too early, and business hadn't opened yet.

Upon arriving in the lobby, everyone looked around, but still didn't see anyone, the hooligan with the broken leg crawled on the ground, his sight was lower than others, he was the first to see people.

"Under the table, they're all lying underneath!"

Why were they all under the table?

The hooligan crouched down, called out for a long time, there were indeed many people lying under the table, but no one responded.

Hooligans got scared, the leader dragged one person out from under the table, found that the person's head was missing.

Dragged out two more, still no heads.

The hooligans were scared out of their wits, tumbling out of the gambling den, shouting as they ran: "No heads, where are the heads, where did the heads go..."

The heads were placed at the entrance of the Qingyun Association Main Hall, one by one, all laid out before Han Yaomen.

Han Yaomen gritted his teeth: "He Jiaqing, if you're ruthless, don't blame me for being merciless too!"

...

Outside Greenwater City, in a residential house, He Jiaqing was making tea for the Stealing Master, Xiao Qianshou.

Xiao Qianshou picked up the teacup, took a sip, shook his head and said: "The heat is off, this tea is brewed too astringent, little rascal, have you paid attention to the task I gave you?"

He Jiaqing boiled another pot of water: "Ancestor, I think about your instructions every day, how dare I not pay attention?"

"I asked you to investigate the formula of the medicinal powder, but so far, there's not a single update. Instead, I've heard you've been fighting with the Qingyun Society?"

He Jiaqing changed to a different box of tea leaves: "It's all small matters, you don't need to worry about this. This is our teahouse's newly imported foreign black tea, try the taste."

"I won't drink that, I'm not accustomed to foreigners' tea leaves," Xiao Qianshou pushed the cup aside, saying to He Jiaqing, "Do you think these Puluo State gang groups are easy to deal with?"

It seemed this topic couldn't be avoided, He Jiaqing nodded slightly: "Yes, I don't take the Qingyun Society seriously, Han Yaomen is just an Earth Layer Seven, why should I tolerate him?"

"Han Yaomen is indeed only a Seventh Layer, but the Qingyun Society isn't that simple, the gang's history is long, its foundation runs deep,

Han Yaomen's master was a Sound Cultivator above the clouds, also a Local Deity, and his master has other backing, layer upon layer, you never know how many people are connected,

Any gang that can stand in Puluo State has a complicated background, for some business matter, is it worth stirring up this hornet's nest?"

He Jiaqing nodded repeatedly: "Ancestor, I've remembered what you've said."

Xiao Qianshou sighed: "The reason I trusted you in the first place is because I believed you have schemes, are deep and reserved, capable of achieving great things, don't let some petty issues ruin the bigger picture."

"How can this be a petty issue, this is a matter of the He Family." He Jiaqing presented the tea in front of Xiao Qianshou.

Xiao Qianshou frowned: "Is the He Family's matter that important?"

He Jiaqing smiled and said: "How can it not be important, I'm a member of the He Family."

"You little rascal, trying to provoke me?" Xiao Qianshou's face turned sour.

He Jiaqing hastily apologized: "Ancestor, how dare I, recent affairs have kept me busy, spoke without tact, please don't hold it against me."

After brewing the pot of tea, He Jiaqing said he needed to manage his business, and took the opportunity to leave.

Xiao Qianshou held the teacup on his fingertips, playing with it back and forth.

After a while, Xiao Qianshou suddenly chuckled: "You little rascal, really think of yourself as someone important, really think I'm impressed by you?

If it weren't for the fact that I have no hands, some things wouldn't even require you to do,

Finding the first hand is too difficult, Xie Juncong is old, others aren't reliable, I think you're the most suitable, since you don't listen to me, let's just make the best use of what's available."