The mining area security brigade is an important armed force of Yaojin Mining, and it is also one of the capitals for the He brothers to gain a foothold in Yaojin Mining.

He must keep these three hundred men and guns firmly in his hands.

He has served as a soldier and knows that in addition to authority and military discipline, leading troops also requires money to win over people's hearts. This is called kindness and power at the same time.

After rewarding and condolencing the brothers, he took two bodyguards and returned to the Cuixiang Courtyard he ran to relax.

He smoked the fine tobacco brought by the foremen of the mining area as tribute, drank a pound and a half of rice wine, and fell in love with his new sweetheart in Cuixiang Courtyard.

Relying on his experience as a scout in the Green Camp of the Qing Army, he vaguely noticed two shadows shaking in front of the bed. He thought they were his two bodyguards who had come in without permission, so he yelled:

"Damn it, why are you becoming more and more unruly?! Who told you... to come in? Why don't you go and ask Xiaohong to come over and wait on me!"

After a while, I heard a "creak..." sound from the door, and it seemed as if a "voluptuous and graceful woman walked through the door."

The sky was dark and He Laoliu was drunk and drowsy. He slurred his words and smiled lewdly at the approaching figure:

"Xiao Honghong, you... why are you wrapped up so tightly? I haven't... not had enough fun yet, so take off your clothes and come up..."

As he said this, he staggered out of bed and walked towards the advancing black figure "Xiao Honghong".

"Xiao Honghong", who was hanging low in the dark shadow, suddenly raised her head, stepped forward, and stretched out her hand to lock He Laoliu's throat.

The dark shadow on the other side grabbed his arm and twisted it, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

At this moment, He Laoliu was so frightened that most of his alcoholic energy dissipated, and he opened his triangular eyes and took a closer look.

Damn it!

Who is Xiao Honghong? They are clearly two muscular men with sinewy faces.

"You...which path are you from? Do you know who I am? What do you want...to do?" He yelled bluffingly.

This wild bastard came out of nowhere and calls himself a gangster, engaging in kidnapping and extortion.

"Be honest, I have something to do with you..." He snorted coldly.

It was a foreigner with a strange accent, and his tone was gentle.

At this time, He Laoliu seemed to sense that something was not right about his opponent's identity.

He doesn't look like a thief on the rivers and lakes road!

It's an official family... This is unlikely. They and Yaojin Mining have always been members of a family wearing crotchless pants.

It is very possible that they are enemies of Yaojin Mining, or someone from another gang is seeking revenge.

Damn it, we are not afraid of anyone who dares to act wild on the territory of Yaojin Mining.

At this time, he actually calmed down.

"Gangzi, go hold the lamp and search his house, bedside table and bed!" Chen Tianhua ordered in a low voice.

"Okay, young master!"

Zuo Gang first lit the candle lamp in the room, and then moved closer to the bed, preparing to start searching from there.

Then He Laoliu looked up under the light and saw that there were just two masked men, and they were pretending to be ghosts.

At the moment when the lights were turned on, everyone's eyes felt uncomfortable, and they saw him suddenly shake his arms hard, his head jerked back, and he suddenly broke free from Chen Tianhua's chokehold.

Then he swept his legs and attacked Chen Tianhua.

Seeing that Chen Tianhua was dodging, he made another feint move that missed the target, but the figure actually jumped towards the big bed.

Under the pillow of the big bed was one of his six-rounders.

He Laoliu's reputation as captain of the mining security brigade is not in vain, and this position does not rely solely on the support of his brother He Renbao.

He himself had served as a green camp scout, which was also called a troop scout in later generations. He was a skilled practitioner and had two brushes.

However, he was also unlucky today. He encountered an opponent who was a national elite of later generations. This kind of little trick was completely trivial.

Chen Tianhua only faced one opponent, so how could he escape easily? He jumped lightly, took advantage of the situation and kicked He Laoliu with a strong force, hitting He Laoliu in the chest.

"Ouch…"

He Laoliu screamed, his face turned pale immediately after being kicked, and he probably had a few broken ribs on his chest.

He was lying on the ground with his body hunched over, like a cooked prawn, with his hands covering his chest, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and he was vomiting wildly.

Vomited up all the good wine and meat last night.

Suddenly, a sour smell filled the room, making Chen Tianhua frown.

"Young Master, there is a six-wheel pistol under the pillow, and there is a stack of what looks like banknotes in the bedside table. I don't know how much it is, oh... there is also a seal and hundreds of pieces of silver." Zuo Gang happily reported to Chen Tianhua.

"Throw me the pistol and seal, and put the banknotes and silver coins in the bag."

"Yes, young master!"

Zuo Gang threw the gun, magazine and seal to Chen Tianhua, took off his backpack from his back, and quickly put the silver coins and banknotes into the backpack.

When he saw the money, he felt happy in his heart.

Who leaves his hometown to make a living, not for money?

Chen Tianhua took the seal and took a look at it, and found that it was He Laoliu's personal seal. He probably used the seal to sign orders, announcements, etc.

This is a common method used by most illiterate people.

After carrying the money, Zuo Gang brought Chen Tianhua the only high-backed wooden chair in the room and asked him to sit down.

He took out the pipe filled with tobacco from his backpack, handed it over and lit it, with a flattering face.

There is nothing outstanding about Zuo Gang. He is neither ambitious nor independent-minded. He looks like a rogue all day long.

His only advantage is his unwavering loyalty to the Huaibei Li family and Li Cunzhi, the leader of the association.

Since he followed Chen Tianhua, the third uncle of the Li family, he was convinced and willingly became his little brother and follower.

Chen Tianhua crossed his legs and leaned on the hard-leather high-backed wooden chair, looking completely like a young man.

I saw that he was holding a short-handled British pipe with sparks in his left hand, and playing with the British six-round pistol in his right hand. He was staring straight at He Laoliu with his hawk-like eyes, which made people shudder.

He Laoliu had gone through labor pains and vomiting, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, but he was much more relaxed.

At this time, his desire to survive was increasing sharply, and the two eyeballs in his triangular eyes were spinning around wildly, and he couldn't help but glance towards the small courtyard outside the door.

In the next room of this independent courtyard, there are his two bodyguards, and outside the courtyard there are his concubine, the madam, and his new love, Xiaohong, etc.

There are many people in Cuixiang Courtyard.

Damn it, why don't those two follower brothers come over? It's my duty to have a good rest last night, and now they're still fast asleep.

These bastards, they just eat, drink, whore and gamble all day long, but they have diarrhea at critical moments and are of no use at all.

He Laoliu complained and hoped for a miracle.

"Stop rolling your eyes, remember what's useless outside. Two of your men have been packed and stuffed under the bed. The madam, a dozen women, and a lot of servants have all been tied up and sent out.

People are watching!" Chen Tianhua snorted coldly.

It's true that the bodyguards took care of it, but no one looked after anything else.
Chapter completed!