Chapter 525: A Qing Fights

Lao Fu Tou called A Qing, A Qing learned that he could go out to sea tomorrow, happily jumped up directly from the bed.

He also drank quite a bit at noon, and had already slept an afternoon.

In the evening he woke up, his head felt terrible, but upon hearing the good news that he could go out to sea tomorrow, the whole person was like he'd been injected with chicken blood, his head no longer hurt, nor did he feel awful.

The two had agreed to meet at the dock.

Lao Fu Tou arrived at the dock, smiling and said: "The wind has died down a lot; tomorrow we can definitely go out to sea."

"Great." A Qing excitedly clenched his fist: "Don't just stand there, let's hurry to the gas station."

If Wu An hadn't already said that they would set out to sea promptly at six tomorrow morning, he would have wanted to fill the tank and set out to sea right now.

The two boarded the ship.

They headed straight for the gas station.

Previously, Lao Fu Tou always came here to refuel, and was very familiar with the route.

It was already past nine in the evening, and the gas station was still brightly lit.

Tomorrow will be good weather, many people will go out to sea, so it's normal that many come to refuel.

Even though the gas station can refuel many fishing boats, right now they still have to queue.

"A Qing, what are you doing?"

Lao Fu Tou saw A Qing pull out a cigarette and quickly shouted.

A Qing gave a hehe laugh: "Lao Fu, what's there to get excited about?"

"I'm not stupid; I know smoking isn't allowed here."

"I just feel bored and need something in my mouth."

Lao Fu Tou shook his head, saw the gas station worker and greeted: "A Liang."

"Get a move on."

"I need to pump 15 tons of heavy oil today."

The busy worker, expressionless, nodded slightly, then yawned, turned his head and continued working.

In his heart he muttered, "Damn, this big spender, loading that much oil without fearing a loss."

For the worker, today is destined to be a busy night.

Usually those who don't refuel much can still catch some sleep at night, but today he's so busy he hasn't even eaten dinner.

While he was cursing in his heart, he heard someone shout "brother", turned around and saw it was A Qing, that blockhead.

"A Liang bro, so you work here." A Qing waved and greeted.

Luo Liang blinked, then smiled: "I've long heard you're doing well hanging out with Wu An that kid."

"This is the boat Wu An just bought."

"It's really not bad."

A Qing said with a smug look: "He bought it."

"It's a 25-meter trawler, and it's still the first one in our village."

"My older brother says we'll buy an even bigger one later."

Luo Liang rolled his eyes, his smile widening: "Impressive, impressive."

"A Qing, come here, I have something to say to you."

A Qing responded and was about to disembark.

Lao Fu Tou grabbed him and asked: "A Qing, who is this?"

A Qing said: "He's my cousin, from my paternal uncle's family."

"There are still so many people ahead; if I talk to him and cut in line, it shouldn't be a problem."

Lao Fu Tou understood and didn't say anything else.

A Qing disembarked.

Luo Liang pulled him aside and said: "A Qing, regarding the refueling, Wu An didn't come along?"

A Qing shook his head.

Luo Liang glanced at Lao Fu Tou, lowered his voice: "So today's refueling, is it that old thing calling the shots, or you?"

A Qing lifted his head proudly: "Of course it's me."

Luo Liang showed a smile, saying: "Good, good, that makes it easy."

"In a moment I'll let you cut in line and refuel first."

"Then I'll pump 14 tons, make out a slip for 15 tons, and you tell Wu An we pumped 15 tons."

"At 4000 per ton, we'll split it evenly later."

Hearing this, A Qing widened his eyes.

Luo Liang saw he wasn't speaking and continued: "Don't worry, as long as I don't say anything and you don't say anything, no one will find out."

"I could have kept this to myself and done it secretly."

"It's not because you're my brother that I want to bring you along to make money."

A Qing, angry, panted: "Enough, Luo Liang, I'll treat this as if I never heard it."

"We have nothing more to say."

Having said that, he turned and walked away.

Luo Liang grabbed him firmly, hissing: "A Qing, wait a moment."

"Don't be foolish, as the saying goes, a horse won't fatten without night grass."

"Look how much money Wu An has made, while you, following him your whole life, are destined to be just a worker."

"Anyway, the money being swindled is Wu An's; why do you feel sorry for him?"

Don't worry, I'm not doing this for the first time; I guarantee I won't be discovered, being well-versed in the gates and roads.

A Qing shoved his hand away, gritting his teeth and saying, "He's my brother!"

Even closer than you!

Stop nagging, saying all that—I fucking can't understand a word.

... Luo Liang's face darkened, and he said in a sinister tone: "Luo Qing, don't be shameless!"

Asleep, and you weren't wrong—you really are a dog raised by Wu An.

Really loyal, huh.

A Qing sneered: "Shut up."

Today I'm paying for the fuel, yet you're still dragging me into unrelated stuff.

I warn you, don't play tricks.

If your boss finds out you're doing this, will he still let you work here?

Luo Liang instantly lost his composure, cursing: "Holy shit!"

You're really an idiot.

What fuel are you putting in Wu An's fishing boat?

No wonder A Qing reacted so strongly to his suggestion—turns out he found the right person.

A Qing snorted, too lazy to bother with him.

Luo Liang grumbled: "Wu An, you dog, what a good scheme you've cooked up."

No wonder he can make so much money.

No way, that bastard dares to screw over the Luo family—I'll have to talk to him later.

A Qing turned back: "Luo Liang, who are you cursing?"

Luo Liang instinctively replied: "Who else could I curse? Of course it's Wu An..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Then a black shadow lunged at him, knocking him to the ground; before he could react, fists rained down on him like raindrops.

It was A Qing.

A Qing punched while shouting, "I'll make you stop cursing my brother!"

I'll make you curse.

Curse me, I'll tolerate you.

You can't curse him!

At that moment.

Another person ran out of the gas station, saw Luo Liang being beaten, kicked A Qing away with one foot, and shouted, "A Liang, what's going on? Who is this? Why are they hitting you?"

"Brother, that's A Qing." Luo Liang covered his bleeding nose and shouted tearfully, "Brother, this idiot is beating me for Wu An."

He hadn't finished speaking.

A Qing lunged again.

Luo You blocked A Qing, Luo Liang quickly explained the situation; after listening, Luo You glared at A Qing and barked, "A Qing, cut it out—A Liang is right, we're family."

What are you helping Wu An for?

Look at how you've beaten A Liang; considering you're his brother, let's forget about compensating him eight or ten thousand.

A Qing burst out cursing.

Luo You stepped up and slapped him: "I gave you face—have you forgotten the beatings you got as a kid?"

A Liang, hold him down for me.

They all said.

The ruthless fear the stubborn; the stubborn fear the fearless.

A Qing really stayed with you guys, but he's too small, and still got pinned down and beaten by the two brothers.

Lao Fu Tou saw the situation was wrong, hurriedly jumped off the boat to break it up, but couldn't pull them apart; helpless, he could only wait for Luo You to push him, then he stumbled onto the ground and cried out that he couldn't take it.

Luo You and Luo Liang pinned A Qing to the ground and beat him mercilessly, not fearing they might seriously injure him—but seeing Lao Fu Tou lying on the ground wailing in pain scared them quite a bit.

These days, it's common knowledge that old-timers extort people.

Once you get involved with them, there's nothing good about it.

The two brothers shouted that A Qing started it first, got up, ran into the gas station, changed clothes, then rode away into the night.