Meet at Wharf No. 5 at 2:25

  "Ah, why didn't you say so earlier? We're all on the same team. Someone please let La Sha's car in." The project manager called out to someone to move their vehicle while pulling up a chair to sit next to Liu Ziguang and handed him his business card with both hands, introducing himself politely: "My name is Mu Sanshui, I'm the project manager of Nan Tai Liu Jian. What should I call you two?"

  Liu Ziguang said: "I am Liu Ziguang and this is Bei Xiaoshuai."

  "Oh my, I've long admired you." Mu San Shui grasped Liu Zi Guang's hand and shook it vigorously, leaving Old Liu bewildered, thinking to himself, "Is my reputation really that great?"

  Mu San Shui said: "It's all our own people's business, I won't hide it from you. We're also having a hard time doing engineering work. Someone told me that they don't allow us to collect sand, otherwise they'll block the entrance of our construction site and not let vehicles in and out. I'm also helpless, forgive me Liu Ge."

  Liu Ziguang said: "It's not easy for anyone to come out and make a name for themselves. You tell me who this person is, I'll go take care of it."

  Mu San Shui said: "This person is also quite famous, he has a monopoly on the sand in the Jiangbei building materials market. Originally, river sand was only 60 yuan per cubic meter, but he raised it to 100 yuan. You know that the cost of this thing itself is not much, and the dredging ship can dig out hundreds of cubic meters in an hour. The main cost is transportation, and just transporting sand from other places will cost a lot. Moreover, we have to guard against them blocking cars and beating people, so these are all unavoidable things."

  Liu Ziguang said: "Alright, just tell me what this person's name is."

  "His real name is unknown, but everyone calls him Fourth Brother."

  "Thank you, Manager Mu. It's getting late, I'll leave first." Liu Ziguang finally knew the mastermind behind the scenes and stood up to bid farewell.

  "Let's sit for a while longer. Let's have dinner together tonight." Mu San Shui was polite, but he stood up and saw Liu Ziguang off to the door.

  ……

  Liu Ziguang said in the car while driving, "This old fourth is quite bold, I was just thinking of finding him to settle accounts, but he jumped out first."

  Bei Xiaoshuai gritted his teeth: "This 13th foster son dares to secretly harm others, this time I must challenge him and make him pay the price."

  "This time we must use our real skills, otherwise everyone will be shitting on our heads. Let's take down Lao Si first and show the Jiangbei underworld our power."

  Just then, the phone rang. It was Xuanzi calling. Liu Ziguang pressed the hands-free key and placed the mobile phone on the dashboard, saying loudly: "Speak!"

  "Liu Ge, two things: the traffic police team's friend said that Lao Si used his connections to get our car checked and it was pushed to the other dock. And then someone smashed our car over there! Everyone is here, hurry up and come!"

  Liu Ziguang suddenly pulled the handbrake while violently turning the steering wheel. The car let out a sharp, strange cry as the tires screeched on the road, leaving two black marks behind. A beautiful, extreme drift - 360 degrees of spinning - and the car sped off in the direction of Shiliupu Dock.

  Arrived at the 16th wharf, only to see five muddy trucks parked on the road with no one inside. The front windshield had been smashed and the tires were punctured. Two groups of people stood facing each other across the street, while a police van was parked not far away, monitoring the situation, which had not yet escalated into a fight.

  Liu Ziguang stopped the car and Xuanzi ran over to open the door, saying urgently: "It's Old Fourth's people, there are more than thirty of them, all armed."

  Liu Ziguang got out of the car and calmly assessed the situation. On his side, there were only five drivers and three or four brothers brought by Xuanzi, at a numerical disadvantage. The other side had more than thirty people, all dressed in sportswear, holding various tools commonly used on the dock, either squatting or standing there chatting and smoking.

  On both sides of the street, there were still a group of onlookers at the door of the store. Among them were Meng Heizi and several Northeastern buddies who were sitting there playing poker, occasionally glancing over here with a look of watching a tiger fight from a safe distance.

  In the distant police van, there was a policeman and two security guards with red armbands who were also smoking and chatting. They seemed to be used to it as long as no one made a move, they wouldn't intervene.

  "What's Liu Ge going to do, call for backup?" Xuanzi was a bit tense, although he also often did illegal things, but only smuggling and modifying black cars, which belonged to the technical flow in the underworld, and were less involved in large-scale brawls.

  "Don't worry, I'll go and meet them," said Liu Ziguang, walking over with big strides. Bei Xiaoshuai followed closely behind him, while Xuanzi thought for a moment before following after them.

  Liu Ziguang walked to the middle of the road, pulled out a cigarette from his pack, and lit it with Bei Xiaoshuai's help. He took a drag, then loudly asked: "Where is Lao Si? Come out!"

  This arrogant appearance enraged the people on the opposite side of the road, and seven or eight men who were squatting and smoking stood up and slowly walked over. One of them, a ruffian, sneered: "Who are you? Are you the one who called Lao Si?"

  Bei Xiaoshuai rushed up and kicked the car axle man to the ground, shouting fiercely: "How dare you talk to Guang Ge like that! Do you know the rules or not?!"

  The men were furious and were about to take action when suddenly a loud shout came: "Halt!"

  A Changhe van was parked by the side of the road, its sliding door open. A bald head with two very noticeable scars on it jumped out from inside, wearing sunglasses. The eyebrows and eyes seemed vaguely familiar.

  The bald man walked up to Liu Ziguang and took off his sunglasses, saying viciously: "Do you still recognize me?"

  Liu Ziguang suddenly remembered that this guy was the one who blocked his way in the private room of the Huaqingchi Bathing Center and was hit by an ashtray.

  "Haha, it's you! Has your head wound healed quickly?" Liu Ziguang smiled as if he had seen an old friend for many years.

  Tu's pupils suddenly contracted, just about to speak, Liu Ziguang's face had changed: "So soon you forgot? You really are a forgetful eater! I told you not to block my way again!"

  The bald man flicked his cigarette butt and cursed loudly: "Damn it! Get me a fight!"

  "Who dares to move!" Before I knew it, the police had arrived. Although there was only one old policeman, all the hoodlums on the scene gave him face and immediately stopped moving.

  "I'll give Wang some face and stop!" The bald man gave an order, and the crowd stopped cursing. The old policeman looked at them coldly and then turned back.

  Seeing the police walking away, the bald man said: "Liu's surname is lucky today. The police are here and I won't move you. My fourth brother asked me to bring a message to you. Tomorrow at 5:00 am, next to the empty land of No. 5 Wharf, no matter how many people you have, let's come and have a quick fight. Whoever wins will own the sand business."

  Liu Ziguang nodded: "Good, it's settled then."

  "Go!" The bald man glared at Liu Ziguang again, as if he wanted to swallow him whole, and got on the car with a group of thugs.

  ……

  "Liu Ge can't pull it today, the car needs to be repaired first. These people are too evil, they even punctured the oil tank." Xuanzi said as he approached.

  "Then let's fix the car first. Lao Si has been causing trouble for three days, and this business can't be done like this!" Liu Ziguang said.

  Bei Xiao Shuai's face was filled with longing: "Tomorrow, brother will gather all the brothers and chop them up."

  "Must call Little Bei immediately and get everyone who can come to join in too."

  Thinking of tomorrow's grand battle, Liu Ziguang couldn't help but feel his blood boiling with excitement. It had been a long time since he last commanded such a large-scale operation. Although it was only at the hundred-man level and couldn't be compared to before, it could still slightly satisfy his craving.

  Xuanzi stayed to repair the car, Liu Ziguang and Bei Xiaoshuai drove back into the city. Xiao Bei went to contact his people, Liu Ziguang went to the company to gather the security guards, saying that the deepest reason why Liu Ziguang was unwilling to go to the company headquarters to take office but only wanted to be a security chief in the property management was still that he couldn't let go of these brothers, couldn't let go of "military power".

  For Liu Ziguang, a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan is nothing compared to commanding hundreds of brothers. In this society, having money doesn't necessarily mean you have brothers, but with a group of passionate brothers backing him up, he's not worried about making money.

  The Security Department of Zhi Cheng's subsidiary company can only muster sixty security guards, a number that is not impressive but makes up for it in quality. Almost half of them are retired soldiers with strong discipline and physical build. Director Liu gave the order and by that night, they were all fully armed and uniformed in 87-style camouflage training suits. Long-handled fire axes, pickaxe handles, water pipes, and various secondary weapons such as batons, chain locks, and fist protectors were all ready. A few brothers who had served as medics in the army also prepared bandages, alcohol, Yunnan Baiyao, and other medical supplies.

  In the security dormitory, a pre-war scene unfolded. Some brothers were inspecting their weapons and equipment, while others were doing pull-ups on the beam. Liu Ziguang spread out a map on the table with several brothers who had been professional soldiers to study the terrain. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, someone went over to take a look, and excitedly shouted: "Brother Zhijun is here!"

  Wang Zhijun received the call and immediately brought ten workers to rush over. The road where Lao Si was blocked from transporting sand is the lifeline of the sand field, and it is also the financial road of Zhu Wangzhuang. How can he stand by and do nothing?

  Wang Zhijun arrived at Liu Ziguang and saw that it was already 7:30, so he led everyone to the night market to eat. With so many people, only a night market stall could accommodate them.

  They arrived at the local place and found that Xiaobei was already waiting there. Under the big shed, more than 40 young hooligans were sitting, with over half of them being only 13 or 14 years old middle school students. When they saw Liu Ziguang coming in, they all stood up together and shouted respectfully: "Boss!"

  Liu Ziguang nodded and signaled for them to sit down. After they sat down, someone naturally went up to light the cigarettes. Xiao Shuai came over and said: "I made a few phone calls to notify those 13 guys who are usually quite enthusiastic about eating and drinking, but as soon as I mentioned fighting with Lao Si, they all chickened out. In the end, only these people showed up, and they're all just young kids."

  Liu Ziguang said: "It's also good for the little kids to see some blood and know the hardships of society, so they can study hard afterwards. This is also a kind of education."

  "Wow, Guang Ge, why don't you become a teacher?"

  "Maybe one day when I'm free, I'll really go become a teacher."

  The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Liu Ziguang asked again: "How come I didn't see the black leopard?"

  "That coward's phone is unreachable now. It's spreading on the road that people from Gaotu Slope are going to make a move against Lao Si. I think Pockmark might not want to get involved in this mess."

  "Does everyone on WeChat know that you said Lao Si can call over how many people?"

  Bei Xiaoshuai bowed his head and calculated for a while, saying: "It's hard to say that Lao Si is in the lake. In the south of the city, he played well on the road and had many friends. But Guang Ge, you are just a newly emerged dark horse. These people on the road will definitely only help him and not help you. Look at the people we called over, except for the security guards who didn't follow or didn't have any backing, there's Gao Tushan and my little brothers who play with me. To be honest, there isn't even one real person who mixes in society."

  The situation is very serious! Liu Ziguang put his hand on Bei Xiaoshuai's shoulder and asked him, "Little Bei, are you afraid?"

  Bai Xiaoshuai suddenly raised his head: "Even if you're afraid, you have to go up! If this battle is lost and you admit defeat, for the rest of your life you won't be able to hold your head high. But if you win, it doesn't matter even if you lose an arm or a leg, you'll still make a name for yourself in the Jiangbei underworld. In the future, people will see you as a real man!"

  "Brother, I'm Liu Ziguang!" Liu Ziguang patted Bai Xiaoshuai's shoulder heavily and said: "Don't worry, playing with me is not enough for ten old fours to watch!"

  Going out