Chapter 48 Mr. Bo from the Society (1/2)

Chapter 48 Mr. Bo from the Society

I asked Feng Chunsheng what happened.

He replied: “Shui, have you ever been to the northeast of China?”

“Damn, I have never been there before. I had such a poor family and the longest time I was away was when I sent my brother to university” I said to him.

There was a faint smile on Feng Chunsheng’s face. He said: “So, that’s why you didn’t know how serious it was there. There are five folk masters and there are very many shrines for them in many households. Those masters… They are the fox, the weasel, the hedgehog and the mouse, and you should never offend any of them. Liao Min and Xiao Hong are like this just because they offended the weasel.”

“It’s rather complicated; you‘d better not get involved or you might lose your life too.” Feng Chunsheng said.

I asked him why Chen Yuhao could be involved.

Feng Chunsheng shouted at me: “You are such a fool; do you know who Chen Yuhao is? He has such powerful strength in this business that he can’t be compared to us. He can fight against the nine dragons so he can also fight against those folk masters… He is very fierce.

“Remember what I’ve told you. Just don’t get involved in this matter, or else you may lose your life… Just earn your money through Yin and Yang tattoos. Anyway, safety first.” After he finished talking, he hung up.

I got confused when I heard what he said. So did I have to see Liao Min tomorrow?

I thought about it for a while and judged that I had to do it since I’d promised. I would take Feng Chunsheng with me tomorrow and find out about Liao Min’s story, and make the decision later.

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I made a call to my mother when I arrived home. After that I was lonely in the house in a daze, still thinking about how to change the pattern for Chen Yuhao. I had to do something since he was such a great master, and I also didn’t want my reputation ruined by him.

I was drawing on a piece of paper while thinking about the similarities of those two patterns in my mind.

The change was based on the similarities of those two patterns.

I almost figured it out when I was interrupted by a phone call.

“Hello, Shui!” I could hear the laughter from the phone.

It was the voice of one of my best friends - Li Xiangbo.

Li Xiangbo was a society person.

I usually called him “Mr. Bo from the society.”

During the daytime, Li Xiangbo was a chef, and in the evening, he would go out to collect money for the manageres. He also had a few brothers. They were not so strong but looked scary.

During my childhood, he lived next to my master and we were good playmates.

This guy remained faithful to his friends and obeyed the rules too. Though he was a society person, whenever we drank wine, he might tell me he was there not for money but for entertainment, and he also got a normal job.

What impressed me most was when he went to work as a chef for the first time.

The restaurant manager never knew about Li Xiangbo’s other job - a so-called small scoundrel - so he would always give him a hard time.

And he would always deduct from Li Xiangbo’s salary for trivial things.

But Li Xiangbo was so generous, he didn’t care about it and he didn’t say anything when he lost money, since he had disobeyed the rules.

What’s more, Li Xiangbo enjoyed playing. He would always go to a bar to entertain when there were no customers; he didn’t care about his salary.

That manager was supposed to give him three thousand per month as his salary, but at the end of the month, Li Xiangbo would only get a little more than two thousand.

However, Li Xiangbo didn’t mind.

It was on the third month when Li Xiangbo really pissed off his manager.

Because there were not so many guests in the restaurant, that manager told Li Xiangbo: “You were late too many times, so you don’t need to come starting tomorrow. Just stay at home.”

Li Xiangbo didn’t care about it at the time. In any case, it was only a matter of going to work or not. He didn’t lack money and had good skills, so he thought he could find a new job.

That night, after he finished collecting the money with his two brothers, he went to that manager for his salary.

At that time, that manager was drinking in the restaurant alone and having the moo shu pork. He just told Li Xiangbo, “No money for you.”

“What? No money?” Li Xiangbo thought he heard wrong and asked him: “I worked almost thirty days this month, so why don’t I get a salary?”

“You were playing outside every day and now I don’t have so much business. How dare you ask for the salary?” That manager wanted to go back on his words.

Li Xiangbo scolded him to his face: “Are you a fool? Did I give you trouble when you cooked while I was outside? Do you know why you have such poor business? That moo shu pork only costs eighteen, but you ask for twenty five. One must be a fool to eat here. How can you blame me for this situation? Let me tell you now, I will smash your shop if I don’t get the money today.”

That manager felt strange. Li Xiangbo was always so humble, so why was he so arrogant today? Because he brought two other people with him?

He refused to believe him, stood up, and showed him his fist: “Show me!”

“Hey,” Li Xiangbo told his two brothers: “Just stay there, let me fight him alone.”

Li Xiangbo came up and gave that manager a thorough beating.

Li Xiangbo was strong and fierce, he always fought on the street. He was cruel and it was an easy thing to beat his manager.

He pressed him to the ground and beat him.

Hearing this, the manager’s wife came out from the house and wanted to hit Li Xiangbo.