"Hey, don't worry about me, I'll just come and listen." Zhuang Shikai chuckled, his expression leisurely, and his face said "passing by".

"I'm just here to see my brother."

Just protect your brothers!

Zhuang Shikai reached into the inner bag of the suit, and Chen Yaowen quickly took out a pack of Fujian cigarettes and handed them to Mr. Zhuang and said, "Mr. Zhuang, you smoke."

Mr. Zhuang pulled out a cigar from his arms, held it in his mouth, raised his hand and said, "No, I only smoke cigars, not cigarettes."

"I coughed when smoking."

He lowered his head, Huo Qingsong quickly took out a lighter, "ding", turned on the lid, and sent it to Zhuang Master.

"Thank you." Zhuang Shikai waved his hand to Huo Qingsong. Huo Qingsong retreated to the side. He exhaled white mist, pinched the cigar and waved the smoke with his hands, his face was freehand, and he said lightly: "You continue to do it,"

Talk!”

Chen Yaowen sat on the chair, sweating profusely and trembling.

"No need to talk, no need to talk."

"Since Inspector Chen is your brother, we must give Inspector Chen enough face... The future Hongyou business will definitely be Mr. Guihuo..."

Chen Yaowen raised his head and looked at Huo Qingsong. The "slap" in his mouth had become "Mr. Huo".

Haha, his attitude of admitting defeat is so fast.

Huo Qingsong's identity has changed very quickly...

Huo Qingsong sneered beside him, and Chen Xijiu curled his lips.

They look at Chen Yaowen like they look at a dead person.

At this time, more than a dozen suited gunmen were guarding the door, blocking the shop and driving the onlookers.

A group of military police officers rushed to the scene.

Zhuang Shikai looked at Chen Yaowen with a smile and said, "Brother Yaowen, it seems that you didn't say that just now, right?"

"Anyway, if you want me to talk to you, then I'll come here to talk to you in person."

"I have to talk about it..."

"Huh!" Master Zhuang narrowed his eyes and sprayed a mouthful of white mist on Chen Yaowen's face.

Chen Yaowen hesitated for a moment, then knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said to Master Zhuang: "I'm sorry Master Zhuang! I never dared to do it again! Give me a chance!"

He looked at the dozens of horsemen around him, and threw away the chair and knelt down. He could ask for a glimmer of hope.

Zhuang Shikai showed an interesting look on his face. He raised his legs and gently tapped the cigar twice, and pointed the cigar ashes on the ground and said, "I'll talk about other things after the talk."

"Yes, Master Zhuang." Chen Yaowen responded with sweating all over his head.

Zhuang Shikai smoked a cigar and said, "You dare to fry Huo Qingsong's oil truck! Then you have to give all the Fuqing oil trucks to Huo Qingsong!"

"In addition, your Fuqing Gang..."

Zhuang Shikai pondered for a moment and said, "Don't do business in Hong Kong Island."

"Help Huo Qingsong drive!"

After Huo Qingsong obtained the Hong Oil Smuggling Specialty License? There are definitely not enough brothers under his command.

Not to mention guarding warehouses or oil guarding vehicles, there are not enough drivers who drive.

This will make it much better to incorporate the "Fuqing Gang" into Huo Qingsong's hands.

Zhuang Shikai came to "talk" with Chen Yaowen in person not to slap in the face specifically? Instead, he wanted to integrate the "red oil market" in a peaceful way.

After all, commercial market integration is often accompanied by conflicts and competition? There are even various bloody conflicts in the entire side market.

Can you give harmony? In one sentence, you can integrate a partial market...

Zhuang’s majesty is no longer a shallow level of showing off his power, but a deep control of the market.

Chen Yaowen is a relatively arrogant character in the Hongyu market...

Both of the other families have agreed? He alone will not agree.

To avoid large-scale violence on the streets.

Only then will Mr. Zhuang come to talk to him in person.

Of course, the premise is that Master Zhuang has free time? Otherwise, sending a group of police officers can kill Chen Yaowen.

There is still a difference between killing Chen Yaowen and integrating Fuqing Gang... There is also a difference between Zhuang Master personally coming out and going out under the banner of Zhuang Master.

After all? The deterrent power of appearing in person is always the first, and people will always have something to do when passing messages.

Otherwise, Chen Yaowen would not dare to provoke Chen Xijiu. It is easy to send police officers to kill Chen Yaowen, but it is not easy to integrate the Fuqing Gang.

Zhuang Shikai’s meaning of “helping Huo Qingsong” drives? It is definitely not just driving? It is to let Fuqing help him listen to Huo Qingsong’s instructions and join the forces under Huo Qingsong.

This is an insult to the banner of the "Fuqing Gang", but under the roof, the Fuqing Gang on Hong Kong Island is not qualified to refuse.

If you refuse, you will die! If you die, you will die!

Chen Yaowen knew that he had already gotten into trouble with the boss, so he nodded and said, "No problem? No problem."

At least you can make some money by working for others, and Huo Qingsong is not strong enough? It is impossible to divide the Fuqing Gang, so Fuqing can still maintain its independent existence.

Huo Qingsong is equivalent to becoming their boss... Let's talk directly? Zhuang Shikai is their boss.

Zhuang Shikai only wants Huo Qingsong to make money and transport oil, but he doesn't want Huo Qingsong to continue the "red oil market" to develop himself quickly and become a new "four major families"? That's why he divides his troops into two parts? Let the Huo family do it

"Director"? Let Fuqing help you become a "worker".

In this way, Huo Qingsong cannot develop a worker by himself, and the worker will be in harmony with the boss.

How Zhuang Sir wants to dismantle the "red oil market" is always a matter of one sentence.

"Yes." Zhuang Shi was very satisfied with Chen Yaowen's attitude, nodded, and suddenly looked at an empty bowl on the table and said, "You must be responsible for speaking."

"It's time to talk nonsense."

Chen Yaowen quickly slapped himself in the face: "Yes, yes, yes, Master Zhuang is right."

Zhuang Shikai continued: "You can't waste eating, right?"

Chen Yaowen's expression was stunned.

The nectar of the poplar branches in his bowl had already been eaten, and there was only one spoon left in the empty bowl. Where did the waste come from?

Chen Xijiu chuckled and said, "Didn't you see that spoon? Master Zhuang asked you to eat the things in the bowl!!!"

Chen Yaowen swallowed his saliva, stood up, looked at the spoon and said, "Mr. Zhuang is right! You must not waste food!"

"Bang!" He picked up the porcelain spoon in the bowl and smashed it directly on the table. Then he pressed the spoon hard on the table, crushing it into residue one by one, and finally crushing the entire spoon.

"Can" he swept the spoon into the glass bowl, picked up the glass bowl and raised his head, swallowed the spoon directly into his mouth, and chewed it with a crackling sound.

He then encouraged his Adam's apple and swallowed the residue into his throat. The blue veins on his forehead burst out, and cold sweat broke out.

Zhuang Shikai just stared at him silently, without saying a word, let alone hit someone.

Master Zhuang quietly watched Chen Yaowen swallow every residue into his throat until he stopped chewing in his mouth. He stood up and said, "Remember! Don't talk nonsense in the future!"

"Xijiu."

"Flash!"

Zhuang Shikai glanced at Chen Xijiu.

Chen Xijiu immediately stood up and left with Master Zhuang.

I saw Zhuang Shikai and Chen Xijiu boarding a flat car, closing the door, Huo Qingsong bent down and bowing, and went out to take another car.

Chen Yaowen covered his throat with both hands and fell to the ground, his face full of ashen.

Chen Jiaju turned his sarcastic gaze to him.

At this time, two military uniformed police officers who received the notice walked into the room. Both military uniformed police officers were wearing uniforms and holding intercoms, with serious expressions: "What's going on the scene?"

asked an older military-style sheriff.

Another young newcomer stood beside him.

Chen Jiaju was about to get into the driver's seat when he suddenly saw a "mate" present. He immediately smiled, took out his ID, opened it and showed it: "The Criminal Department of the General District will handle something..."

When the military uniformed sheriff saw the rank of the general inspector and the number of "Criminal Headquarters" on the ID, he looked shocked, and immediately stood attentively saluting, yelling: "Hello, sir!"

"Hello, sir!" the young police officer also added.

Chen Jiaju nodded and put away his ID and said, "Thank you for your hard work, I'll leave first if I'm fine."

Chen Jiaju was in a hurry to get the boss.

The military-coat sheriff looked around and found that although there was no one in a row, it was not a big deal.

He immediately said, "It's okay, sir, please do whatever you want."

"Oh...that's fine!"

However, the young policeman picked up the record book without saying a word, walked to a group of Fuqing gangsters, held the signature pen, and asked with a serious expression: "Do you want to call the police?"
To be continued...