Chapter 1284 I'm not in the rivers and lakes, nor are the legends?
"Hello, Brother Jiang, I am Liu Xuanliang..."
Lin Jiang held the phone with one hand and stretched out his chopsticks with the other hand to pick out a piece of duck intestine from the hot pot, dipped it in the oil dish and slowly stuffed it into his mouth: "Xuanliang, hehe, hello, hello, hello."
"Brother Jiang, are you looking for me?"
Lin Jiang put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass, shook it towards Xiang Que and Fan Wang, and said, "Ah, yes, I have something small to do with you."
"Brother Jiang, please tell me, whether it's a small thing or a big thing, Xuanliang will do whatever you tell him to do." On the phone, the man named Liu Xuanliang kept a very low profile and spoke politely, which is typical.
of young people who respect the elderly.
Lin Jiang picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth and said: "Xuanliang, what happened is, my friend and I were eating out and happened to encounter a conflict between your men and someone..."
Lin Jiang told the other party what had just happened in a few words, and finally clicked on Xiang Que's bag: "Xuanliang, it doesn't matter if you took the wrong thing, let someone pass by and send it back."
"Hey, Brother Jiang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Liu Xuanliang hurriedly smiled awkwardly on the phone and said, "The people below are not doing things properly. Brother Jiang, don't worry. I'll call them and ask them to hurry up."
When I go back, whichever hand takes the wrong thing, I will let them put their hand into the hot pot and rinse it, so as to improve my memory."
"Then there's no need..."
"Brother Jiang, this is a matter of attitude. How can we not use it? I made a mistake in front of you. I have to let the people below know who is the boss in Chongqing."
"Haha, times have changed." Lin Jiang smiled faintly, hung up the phone, then tapped the hot pot with chopsticks and said, "Eat, eat, wait while you eat, we are not in a hurry anyway."
Fan Wang stretched out his thumb and said: "In Chongqing, my Brother Jiang must be like this. Every time I stamp my feet, the Yangtze River will rise. Hey, what did people say about Brother Jiang in the past? There is another name for the underground organization minister, isn't it?
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"What do you mean?" Xiang Que asked, squinting his eyes.
Fan Wang leaned into his ear and whispered: "There are both black and white, and his status is very high. His words are not only regarded as imperial edicts by the public, but also the people above him have to give face. There are many people who want to move up.
They will drag the relationship to him, which is very powerful."
Lin Jiang raised his wine glass and glared at him and said, "Can you just say this kind of thing casually?"
"Brother Jiang, don't you two have any grudge? Why do I feel that he is trying to kill you? I smell conspiracy in him," Xiang Que said with sweat all over his head.
Fan Wang gritted his teeth and pointed at Xiang Que and said: "Old Xiang, if you join the public security team, at least two hundred police dogs will be laid off across the country. You can even smell conspiracy with your nose. I'm convinced. If
If you were asked to do archeology, would it be possible to put the underpants of Qin Shihuang and Wu Zetian together so that you could smell the age of them without identifying them?"
Xiang Que rolled his eyes at him and said: "Look at your IQ... Can the pants of two people be the same? Why do you still need to smell them? Shouldn't they be divided into men's and women's styles?"
"Haha, the conversation between you two was so insightful!"
Half an hour later, Chongqing Palm Springs Hilltop Villa.
"Creak" Two Lincoln Navigators parked in front of a villa on the innermost side. After the door opened, four men wearing short sleeves and shaved short hair quickly got out of the car and entered the villa. One of them was carrying a khaki
canvas bag.
In the villa, a young man in his early thirties was sitting on the sofa, and opposite him was a middle-aged man in his fifties. There was a tea set in front of them, and they were drinking tea and chatting.
After hearing someone come in, the young man looked back, then picked up the teacup and blew on the tea leaves floating on it, and said softly: "Lin Jiang asked someone to call me and said that you took something from his friend.
This thing is probably very important to them, otherwise Lin Jiang would not have taken the initiative to ask for me. You said you are the same, how can you not see such a big boss in Chongqing sitting next to you while eating?"
The man holding the tea cup and talking is called Liu Xuanliang, a rising star in Chongqing's arena. He has risen very high in the past three years. Ever since that strong guy fell down overnight and Lin Jiang, the boss of Paoge, has gradually retreated into the mountains, Liu Xuanliang
Like mushrooms springing up after a spring rain, people in Chongqing say that Liu Xuanliang is a person who does not follow common sense, is meticulous and ruthless in his work, and has no concept of superiority between old and young in his eyes.
Regardless of whether he is a big brother who has been in the industry for many years or a gangster who is struggling to make progress, he will not give face to anyone he sees.
Ever since Liu Xuanliang was born, he has shown an unstoppable attitude, quite like the fourth master of Harbin back then.
Some people say that if Liu Xuanliang does not collapse in five years, no one may remember the name Lin Jiang, the boss of Brother Pao.
Some people also say that if Liu Xuanliang continues to suffer like this, he will die unexpectedly in less than five years. From then on, he has become the talk of Chongqing people after dinner.
Therefore, you can tell from Liu Xuanliang's behavior that he is a man who cannot live without being crazy.
"Brother Liang" Xiaofei walked up to Liu Xuanliang carrying the bag and put the bag on the coffee table: "Lin Jiang? I don't know who he is for such a big man. I only recognize you, Brother Liang. What about other Brother Jiang and Brother Hai in Chongqing?"
"I don't know them at all"
"Naughty" Liu Xuanliang nodded at him, then plucked the bag on the coffee table and said, "What on earth is in this? The boss of Pao Ge was so angry that his eyebrows burned."
Xiaofei said: "There is a rusty broken sword inside. It looks inconspicuous, but it looks very old. I know that Brother Liang likes such old things, so I brought it back to you to see."
Liu Xuanliang glanced at him and said: "You are so close to me? You have been with me for a long time, and you, a person who has to look up a dictionary to write essays, can actually see that something has a sense of age?"
Xiaofei touched the head of his cannon and said, "Brother Liang has taught you well."
Liu Xuanliang smiled faintly and reached out to open the canvas bag. There were very few things in the bag, including a rusty iron sword, an old picture scroll, a stack of blank talisman papers, and many other small things.
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"Uh-huh." Liu Xuanliang paused, then looked up at the middle-aged man in his fifties across from him in surprise, and said, "Master Chen, is this one of your kind?"
Chen Xuelang frowned slightly, leaned over and pulled the bag over, took out the broken sword and looked at it carefully for a moment, then he was suddenly shocked: "This, this... is a good thing."
Bai Qi, this sword, if you let the scrap collector see it, he will have to say that he can't sell it for much money, but if it is seen by someone knowledgeable, he will have to say that he can't sell it no matter how much money you give me, and who will see the score?
inside.
Coincidentally, Master Chen Xuelang and Chen, who was sitting opposite Liu Xuanliang, were a person in this field, and a little knowledge of it was enough.
Also half an hour later, Lin Jiang's face drooped and he kept playing with the wine glass in his hand. Fan Wang turned to Xiang Que and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang has never changed this habit. When he keeps playing with it,
When he picks up the same thing, it means that he is already at the stage where he has lost patience with being teased."
Xiang Que had noticed a few minutes ago that a big man like Lin Jiang, who had lived in the world for a long time, could not express his emotions or anger. He would not show happiness or anger on his face, but you could see it from his face.
When I came out, Lin Jiang's eyebrows were raised in the middle and lower sides, horizontal lines between the eyebrows appeared, and his lips were slightly depressed. This was the point where he was burning with anger.
"Taozi..." Lin Jiang turned his head and greeted in the direction of the door.
Guo Tao walked in quickly, bent down and said, "Master Jiang, what do you say?"
"In five minutes, I want to know where Liu Xuanliang is. In fifteen minutes, three cars will be waiting for me at the door," Lin Jiang said calmly.
Guo Tao said: "It's great."
Xiang Que stretched out his hand to stop Guo Tao and said, "Brother Jiang..."
"Ugh!" Lin Jiang directly blocked Xiang Que and said with a smile: "Don't argue with your brother. I know that it's not a problem to solve this little trouble with your ability. If I didn't call just now, then it's up to you, but my phone number
After all the beatings, there was no movement at all. This obviously messed with me. This is not a matter of shame. It has already involved Brother Jiang’s sense of existence. Will the legend not work when I am not in the arena? This time
Just think of it as watching a show, I'll take care of the rest, don't stop me."
Xiang Que stopped trying to persuade him, but it was useless. People like Lin Jiang said they didn't care about face. That was because no one had ever given him a breeze before, but now the wind had blown away his face.
Can Lin Jiang be willing?
In less than five minutes, Lin Jiang's driver Guo Tao came back and said: "Liu Xuanliang is at his home in the villa on the top of the mountain in Palm Springs, and the two Lincoln Navigators are also there."
"Let's go, two brothers," Lin Jiang stood up and said.
The three of them walked out of the hotel and got into the Honda nanny car. Suddenly, five Mercedes-Benz 600 cars drove quickly from the side of the road and drove over. The front of the car pierced directly next to the Honda.
"Bang"
"Bang..."
The car door opened, and out came a group of capable men in black suits. One of them, a man with a crew cut, said with a cold face: "Master Jiang."
"Bie Ji, take your people and walk behind my car."
The Honda nanny car took the lead, followed by five Mercedes-Benzes, heading towards the Palm Springs hilltop villa area.
More than half an hour later, the motorcade arrived at its destination, drove straight into the Palm Springs villa on the top of the mountain, and drove until the last villa.
The door was closed tightly. After Honda flashed its lights twice, someone from the villa ran over and asked: "Who are you looking for? What lights are you flashing?"
"Click!" In a Mercedes-Benz next to the Honda, Fu Ji pulled the bolt of the single-barreled shotgun, lifted it up, and pulled the trigger directly at the big iron door of the villa.
"Bang" Ji Ji held the gun and said, "If you don't open the door, I will shoot you to death."
"Who, who is shooting?" In the villa, Liu Xuanliang was looking at the iron sword, and was suddenly startled when he heard the sound of gunshots.
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