Destiny allowed Ma Yongzhen to step into the shabby courtyard.

Here he met Tieju, Master Tieju, and the father and daughter of the drunk Chun and Xiaohua.

He was a man of character. After rejecting Li Dao's invitation, he no longer looked for work in Li Dao's and Long Qi's territory.

After a series of twists and turns, he worked as a porter with the drunkard Chun in a warehouse under the hands of the white plague.

Li Dao knew about these things. Since Ma Yongzhen had appeared, he naturally had to pay attention to his opponent's whereabouts.

Coincidentally, the warehouse where Ma Yongzhen went to work happened to be the place where the tea leaves were stored.

"Big brother, I've asked around. The guard of the tea leaves was the black-haired man of the Axe Gang, he had some ability. "They arranged for over thirty people to be stationed at the warehouse." Tang Xiao Qi stood in front of Li Dao and reported what he had heard.

Currently, Li Dao had four leaders under his command, Zhou Jian, Wang Li, Niu San Guang, and Tang Xiao Qi.

Among them, the one Li Dao cared the most about was this Tang Xiao Qi. She had courage and scheming, dared to fight and was quite skilled.

"Mm, you can go now. "Continue to pay attention. If you have any news, inform me immediately." Li Dao waved his hand, telling him to leave.

"Big brother, are we just going to watch like this?" Tang Xiao Qi wanted to say something but hesitated, spitting out a sentence.

"Alright, I know what I'm doing. You don't have to worry." Li Dao smiled and said.

He naturally knew what Tang Xiao Qi was worried about, but he didn't need him to do anything. Ma Yongzhen would do it for him.

What did he mean by 'the main character'? The main character was someone who would be in trouble wherever he went.

Li Dao believed that Ma Yongzhen would not disappoint him.

Wait two days!

It was just as Li Dao had expected. Ma Yongzhen didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble came for him.

The problem lay with Spring, the drunk who worked with him.

The drunkard spring people like its name, addicted to alcohol like life, skinny as a piece of bone, looks like a coward, people also like a coward.

In this era, you can't fight on the beach. If you're not ruthless enough, then you'll just have to muddle along.

The drunkard Chun Chun did not have much ability and did not even have any strength. He did not do well in the warehouse and was often scolded by the supervisors.

Now, dragging her daughter along, the drunkard was unable to bear the burden of living his life in the spring, so naturally, he had to rack his brains.

One afternoon, the drunkard Chun sneakily called Ma Yongzhen to his room and took out a package from under his pillow and placed it in front of him.

"Brother Ma, what do you think this is?" The drunkard grinned at his missing front tooth, trying to curry favor.

The drunkard couldn't help but feel guilty when doing something like this in the spring. He knew Ma Yongzhen was a capable person, so he decided to get a partner. Even if something happened in the east window, there would still be someone at the front holding it in.

Ma Yongzhen touched his forehead and asked, "What is this? Chinese medicine?"

The drunkard Chun shook his head and lowered his voice, "To be honest, Brother Ma, don't look at this, it's just a small bag, but it's worth thousands of gold."

Seeing the mysterious look on the drunkard Chun's face, Ma Yongzhen immediately realized that this definitely wasn't a good thing.

"What is this?" Ma Yongzhen became serious and asked with a deep voice.

"Brother Ma, this is a piece of duck. "I found it in the warehouse when I was moving the goods today," the drunk replied with a smile.

"What?" Ma Yongzhen's mouth was wide open. Of course he knew what a plate of duck was.

"No, where did you take it from? Hurry up and put it back." Ma Yongzhen grabbed his hand and spoke sternly.

"Big Brother Ma!" The drunkard's voice became weaker and weaker. There was a hint of a pleading tone in his voice as he shook off Ma Yongzhen's hand that was grabbing onto him.