Chapter 13: Mount Up

Chapter 13: Mount Up

Unlike those wild stories from the old days, there were obviously fewer people using whips after the Qing Dynasty, with the exception of some horsemen from the north and southwest. It took a lot of training to utilize a whip as a weapon, and it was far less effective than a gun. Zhang Qishans mind was already preoccupied with something, and he wasnt familiar with flying whips, so although he had dodged, his face still got scratched.Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)

This whip actually had a bit of weight to it, so when Zhang Qishan dodged to the side, it ended up hitting a nearby seat and shattering it to pieces. The manager jumped up in shock and hurriedly shouted, "Sir, you broke it! You broke it!"

Golden leopards men kicked over their seats and surrounded him as their leader seized his collar, "I could smash this stage I donated if I wanted to. Im tired of listening to an annoying pig like you, you damn fool.

One of the nearby men immediately yelled at the manager, "Go and tell Er Yuehong to come out and sing a Flower Drum Opera song." But the manager immediately waved his hand: "Er Ye just got off the stage. He can't go on stage again."

The leopard had obviously drunk too much and the wine had gone to his head, for he pushed the manager to the ground. The manager stumbled and fell hard. Upon seeing Zhang Qishan glaring at him, the leopard swung his whip again, but Lieutenant appeared behind him in the blink of an eye and aimed his gun at his temple.

The leopard was a fighter, after all, so he immediately reacted by raising the whip up, but he didn't dare lash out. All of his men were frozen stiff. They had drunk too much just now and hadnt paid any attention to the gun at Lieutenant's waist.

Zhang Qishan touched his face and gave the leopard a cold look. He was annoyed, but not at himself. The Japanese were at the gates, yet the city was still full of these kinds of characters. It was a chilling thought. The leopards lips were trembling and he was clenching his teeth; it was obvious his inner rage hadnt disappeared, but the pistol had certainly sobered him up a little. It was only at this point that he noticed Zhang Qishan's uniform, which looked exactly like the ones those people in the barracks wore.

The manager came over and nodded at them, "I'm sorry, forgive me, but thisthisthis isnt a good place to talk. Please go quickly, youre blocking him from viewing the lanterns." He said, pointing to the beggar.

The leopard looked back and saw a flower house behind them. He didnt know if it was open for business, but there were many colorful lanterns hanging on it, which the beggar was looking at as he ate.

"This beggar is being treated better than us." One of his men said.

"You fucking bastard!" The more the leopard thought about it, the angrier he got. He felt as if he was purposefully being humiliated and turned his whip towards the beggar. His heart full of hatred as he lashed out with the intent to kill. If this whip hit someone, it would open a wound so deep it wouldnt heal for half a year.

The bowing manager on the side reached out as quick as lightning and seized the whip in mid-air. The leopard immediately yanked it back, but found that he couldnt move it at all.

When his men saw that their boss was at a disadvantage, they were just about to go up when the manager said with a smile, "Esteemed sirs, you'd better go quickly. If you don't, youll offend the one member of the Nine Gates you shouldnt. It would be like serving yourself up to the King of Hell on a silver platter. You thirteen gentlemen really have bad luck. I urge you to go all the way to Dongcheng Districts gate and dont look back. This leniency can be regarded as Er Yes thanks for the opera house."

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