Film and Television: Starting from the Journey to Guandong

Chapter 62: Persuading Surrender (two in one, please read it!)
Hearing the red turban's argument, the old one-armed man laughed and cursed:

"Damn it, did you let it slip? You can do a fart dance, have you tried it?"

Even this, the red turban chuckled and said:
"You little brat, I have an unopened radish. I want to try it, but they won't let me!"

The old one-armed man stood up, went over and poured himself a bowl of water, and then said:

"Then let's take you to the house first and get him some food. If you want to clean it up, you can do it. When you're done, send him down the mountain."

When Gou Sheng heard this, he didn't write any words, and he cupped his fists and handed over his hands:
"Then don't bother me~"

As he was about to walk out, the red scarf was stunned for a moment and chased after him:

"Eh? You kid, what's going on? You just begged me to take you to join the Wood Gang? Why did you just say that you won't get involved?"

Gou Sheng turned around and grinned:
"Sister Hong, don't worry, I will be back."

After saying that, he spread his legs and disappeared into the dense forest in a short while, leaving only the red turban standing there alone in a daze.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhu Chuanren and Zhu Chuanwu were lying there, staring at the mountain.

Chuanwu asked:
"It's been so long and there's still no movement. Is something going to happen?"

"No, Gou Sheng is smart, he will adapt to changes." Zhu Chuanren has always been suspicious of people who don't use them, but don't trust people when they employ people.

Chuanwu muttered twice and was about to speak when he saw a person rolling down the mountain and rushing down. Who else could it be if he wasn't a dog?

"Third Young Master~" Gou Sheng stopped next to Zhu Chuanren with a sliding shovel.

"How about it?"

"All the people from the Wood Gang gathered in the house. There are no guards. Today is the day for cutting."

"How many people in total?"

"Visually there are forty or fifty."

"Is there a guy?"

"Didn't see~"

"Who is the leader?"

"A leader named Old One-Armed."

"Old One-Armed?" Zhu Chuanren was stunned for a moment. Is this Mu Gang the same as Old One-Armed Mu Gang?

What a coincidence, the inertia of the plot is indeed powerful.

"Do you know the third young master?"

"I don't know it, it's just a strange name."

"Hey, it's the old man who's missing an arm." Gou left his hands full of carelessness.

"Well, brothers, have you heard that? The people on the mountain are not prepared. We can catch them off guard, but this time I want to do something different, surround them without attacking."

Zhu Chuanwu was puzzled:
"San'er, why are you surrounding me but not attacking me?"

"Just by surrounding them, trapping them, and asking them to surrender voluntarily, we can save some bullets."

He believed that the Horse Racing Gang was the biggest opponent. He didn't know what the outcome would be when the time came, so it would be a good idea to save some ammunition.

Recently, the supplies sent by Lao Maozi have become less and less, and the supply of bullets cannot keep up. He must prepare for a rainy day.

Zhu Chuanwu definitely doesn't understand this. Anyway, he will do whatever the third brother says.

In the afternoon, groups of wooden gangs carried huge logs and shouted slogans. You chased me, and each step was majestic.

Guys - ouch!
Hurry on--ouch!
Brace yourselves - ouch!
Don't lose your temper -- ouch!
Made money - ouch!
Don't waste your money - oops!
Don't play tricks -- ouch!
Don't play with smoke - ouch!
When you see a girl, hide and walk away——ouch!
I still have a wife and children at home—ouch!
Everyone shouted, everyone's face was red, their shoulders were leaning slightly due to excessive exertion, and despite the cold winter, big beads of sweat hung on their foreheads.

Chuanwu, who was lying below and peeping, was shocked. He had never seen such a scene.

Chuanren asked with a half-smile, "Second brother, can you bear this hardship?"

Chuanwu said firmly: "Yes, I can endure any hardship!"

"Just blow it. Okay, the time has come. These guys have almost used up their strength. It's time for us to take action."

Chuanwu touched the Bodan rifle in his arms, his eyes full of determination.

This gun becomes like an iron knot after being exposed to low temperature for a long time. You can only hold it in your arms and rely on your body temperature to barely keep the temperature of the gun body. Otherwise, you will not be able to shoot for a while, and your fingers will freeze off.

The brothers had already spread out in all directions, surrounding everyone in the Mu Gang, waiting for Zhu Chuanren to give the signal.

Here, Chuanwu heard Chuanren's order, stood up immediately, and fired a shot at a place where no one was around.

Everyone who received the signal jumped out of the snow, raised their guns and shouted:

"Don't move, put your things down!"

"Don't move, move again and kill you!"

"Don't move!"

"Not allowed to move!"

The sudden sound made everyone in the Mu Gang freeze on the spot and subconsciously looked around~
Good guy, there is a person standing every few meters, and they are all powerful.

They held guns in their hands and remained motionless. They rushed towards them with murderous intent and enveloped everyone in the Mugang, as if a big invisible hand was holding them there. No one dared to move!
The old one-armed man was still responsible. With a pair of powerful eyes without a trace of fear, he shouted to the surrounding woods:

"Who is the leader? Please stand up and talk. I don't know where our Mu Gang has offended you. Do you want us to die?"

The old and loud voice of Old One-arm echoed in the mountains. Zhu Chuanren stood up silently, with his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes, and staring at Old One-arm. It was exactly the same as on TV.

"Old One-Armed, do you think I have the final say for you?"

"May I ask which mountain the master comes from?"

"Let me ask you, who has the final say in this gang?" Zhu Chuanren raised his voice.

"Forget it! Of course it counts!" Old One-Armed's heart sank and he shouted.

"Okay, you have the final say. I'll give you two choices - either surrender to me, or I will order the shooting. Of course, the greater the dead, I will give you a good burial."

Seeing the gunmen on the opposite side put their index fingers on the triggers, the old one-armed man stretched out his only remaining hand and said:
"Wait a minute, please tell me from the head of the family whether I, Old One-arm, have offended you in any way. If so, tell me, and I, Old One-arm, will take full responsibility for it."

Zhu Chuanren was unmoved:
"I said, you only have two choices, surrender or die!"

"Boss, let's fight with them!" A member of the gang shouted and took the lead in charging, but before he could take two steps, he was shot down by Kong Laoer.

boom!
The sound of gunfire echoed in the mountains, making people's eardrums itch. Look at the gangster who was fighting for his life. There were red bullet holes in his head. He was lying on his back in the snow with his eyes open, motionless.

Dark red blood seeped out, staining the white snow red.

No one expected that these people would shoot as soon as they asked. They were all frightened. They had just had some courage to fight for their lives, but now they had no courage left.

People are like this. No matter how courageous they are, if they have no resistance, they will choose to give up resistance. Anyway, they will die.

Lao Duzui closed his eyes and took a long time to open them, staring at Zhu Chuanren:
"You don't tell me where you came from, and you don't ask why. Do you really think God doesn't dare to accept you?"

Zhu Chuanren sneered:
"Boss, I think you are confused. Whether God will accept me or not is another matter. Now, you'd better make a choice as soon as possible, otherwise who will die next?"

Before he could finish his words, Old One-Armed said viciously:

"Okay, we choose to surrender!"

"Head~!" "Old One-Armed, you~"

"Boss, you can't!"

Everyone in the Mu Gang shouted sadly, but unfortunately Lao Yisui remained unmoved. His wolf-like eagle-like eyes took in Zhu Chuanren's face and figure. Only in this way, he would not find the wrong target when seeking revenge in the future.

Zhu Chuanren said with a smile:
"Old One-Armed, I see strong murderous intent in your eyes, you really want to kill me~"

"So what? You got the answer. We chose to submit. Are you going to continue killing people?"

Zhu Chuanren shook his head:
"Of course not. I keep my word. In fact, you don't need to be so resistant to me, because I am here to help you. There are more profitable jobs to do than logging."

Money is always the best weapon to win people's hearts. Even if they don't see real money, many gangsters will be tempted.

The old one-armed man looked panicked. In his opinion, this was Zhu Chuanren's vicious plan. He wanted to use this method to divide the Mu Gang and break up the unity of the Mu Gang.

But the people below didn't understand this. They were all a group of guys who came here for profit. Zhu Chuanren's words made them shaken.

"Over the years, how much money have you taken from the gold farm at the foot of the mountain, and how many gold husbands have you killed because of it? You seem to have a clear mind, don't I need to say more?"

The old one-armed man’s eyes were dull:
"Are you from Gold Field?"

"That's right, the gold field is mine now."

After all, the old one-armed man has been eating salt for most of his life. How could he not guess what Zhu Chuanren is going to do:
"You are worried that we will be disadvantageous to you, so you want to kill them all in advance?"

"I originally wanted to do this, but seeing that you saved one of my brothers, I decided to change the approach. As long as you are willing to surrender to me, I will never waste another bullet."

The old one-armed man was confused and saved his brother's life?
At this time, Gou Sheng appeared from behind Zhu Chuanren:
"Boss, I'm sorry, I came uninvited again, haha."

"Are you a wolf cub?"

Obviously, he has regarded Gou Sheng as a white-eyed wolf.

"The old boss can't say that. I have never joined you from the beginning to the end, and you didn't want me."

The old one-armed man sneered:
"If I accept you, can I avoid this disaster?"

Gou Sheng scratched his head, looked at Zhu Chuanren, thought carefully and said:

"It seems impossible."

"Hmph~" Old One-Armed looked like he had known this all along and didn't want to talk nonsense to him.

Looking at Zhu Chuanren again:
"Our lives are in your hands, and we are willing to surrender."

"But you're not convinced, right? It doesn't matter, I don't need you to be convinced. Now, everyone, listen up. Those who are willing to follow me down the mountain to dig for gold, raise their hands and walk towards my people. Those who are not willing to stand still. "

As soon as he finished speaking, several Mu Gang brothers raised their hands and slowly walked towards Zhu Chuanren's people.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Traitor~tui~"

The shouts and curses from the brothers around them made those who chose to surrender feel ashamed. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look at others.

As for those who were scolding, they seemed to be scolding happily, but all of them had their eyes closed, looking left and right, and they were probably thinking about surrender.

Only Lao Yizu remained unmoved and stared at Zhu Chuanren. If given a chance, he would definitely rush up to make Zhu Chuanren look good.

Even though he is older, his skills are still the same as before.

It didn't take long for everyone to make a choice. Things did not go beyond Zhu Chuanren's expectations. Normal people knew how to choose between death and Jinpiao.

The old one-armed man looked disappointedly at the brothers from the Mu Gang who had left him. His eyes gradually lost their sparkle. In the end, he was the only one left.

"They are all aware of current affairs, which is good~" Zhu Chuanren said he was very satisfied with their choice.

As for the old one-armed man.
He gradually walked down the hillside alone. Gou Sheng wanted to stop him, but he gently blocked him.

When you come to Old One-Armed, you can even feel the energy contained in this old man's body, which is something accumulated from a lifetime of playing with nature.

Zhu Chuanren put his hands behind his back and said softly:
"Actually, I still admire you. Stay and join us?"

"I'm tired and want to go back to my hometown. The head of the family is willing to spare my life. I'm very grateful to Lao Yizu."

"You're being stubborn and that's not good."

"One has to be persistent. I have stayed in the forest farm for most of my life and have been dealing with this mountain forest all day long. If I were asked to go somewhere else, I would feel uncomfortable."

The old one-armed man accepted his fate~
This is a smart man. His persistence just now was for the sake of everyone in the Mu Gang. Now that everyone has made their choice and there is no fear for their lives, there is no need for him to persist anymore.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"what?"

Zhu Chuanren grinned:
"Let's do this. I'll keep the wood. You can continue to stay here to cut wood. I'll take half of the profits. When I need it in the future, you'll have to send people down the mountain. How about this option?"

The old one-armed man was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that there would be a twists and turns option.

"Are you serious?"

"I don't have to joke about it, of course I'm serious."

Old One-Arm did not bargain, and he was not qualified to bargain:
"I promise!"

"Very good, I believe in your one-armed character!"

Old One-armed looked at him deeply and nodded:
"Old One-arm swore to this forest that if he breaks his promise, he will be punished by God."

"Good~"

Zhu Chuanren waved his hand, and the brothers immediately put away their guns and lined up in order under the command of Zhu Chuanwu.

Lao Yiju saw it in his eyes and was shocked in his heart. It was enough to show Zhu Chuanren's leadership charisma that he could make a team follow orders and prohibitions.

Having been the leader of the Mu Gang all his life, he has unique experience in management. Zhu Chuanren is an extraordinary young man.

At this time, Lao Yiju really realized that he was getting old and might not be able to keep up with the times.

"Boss, how much do you know about the horse race on another mountain?"

Zhu Chuanren's voice pulled the old one-armed man back from his daze.

"Horse racing gang?"

The old man took a deep breath:

"Yes, let's deal with the Wood Gang first, then the Horse Racing Gang, so that you can be safe."

He looked amazed:
"Have you killed all the Qing soldiers below?"

"Hmm~ Not a single one was left."

"What a ruthless means, what a murderous intention. Young man, please listen to the advice of Old One Arm and stop it in moderation."

Zhu Chuanren chuckled and said:
"Old One-Armed, how many golden husbands have died by your hands?"

The old man's tone paused and he sighed:
"Old One-Armed is too talkative. What do you want to know about the Horse Racing Gang?"

"all!"

(End of this chapter)