Wearing a pure white tunic, his hair is meticulously combed, and a light smile hangs on his fair and elegant face. It seems that the years of running non-stop have not left the slightest trace on his face. His straight and slender body is even more revealing.
Charming style.
Lin Ze wouldn't doubt it at all if he said he looked like an old scholar who had been immersed in cultural work for many years.
Qiao Ba stood at the door, and the core members of the Little Knife Club immediately cast their extremely malicious eyes over him. It was as if this man had killed their entire family. The atmosphere in the box suddenly became condensed and heavy, making it difficult to breathe.
Lin Ze turned slightly sideways, and a look of surprise flashed across his originally calm and indifferent face. He did not expect that Qiao Ba would come. He knew that these three regional eldest brothers were instigated by Qiao Ba. But he never expected that,
Qiao Ba will be at the scene in person.
Smiling, Lin Ze's deep black eyes fell on Qiao Ba and said, "Master Ba, why do you have so much time to hang out here?"
"I heard that a few of your friends were chatting with you. I was afraid that they would be ignorant and offend Brother Xiao Lin, so I made a special trip to introduce each other - well, I believe you have already had a deep understanding." Qiao Ba said nonchalantly.
He glanced at the three people who were slumped on the chairs, and said slowly, "I just don't know where they offended Brother Xiao Lin, and they need to be beaten like this?"
"They pointed a gun at my head." Lin Ze knocked on his head, lit a cigarette, pulled out a chair and sat down, crossed his legs casually and said, "You should know that I am very
I hate it when people put a gun to my head."
A look of confusion flashed across Qiao Ba's wrinkle-free face, and he immediately pulled out a chair with a normal expression, sat down about one meter away from Lin Ze, and said with a smile: "I think there should be some misunderstanding between the two parties."
His move made the members of the Little Knife Club present in a daze.
The only emotion I feel is that Qiao Ba deserves to be the leader of the Southern District, and he is indeed astonishing.
When he came here, he was followed only by four men in suits, while there were at least twenty people in the Little Sword Club, not including a guy like Lin Ze with a perverted combat ability.
But he seemed to be in an uninhabited land, and he was not worried at all about the group of people swarming up and subduing him. The core members of the Little Knife Society wanted to know where did this tycoon who had dominated the Southern District for thirty years get his confidence?
Are you really not afraid of being stabbed by yourself?
Not to mention the current tense relationship between the two sides, the bloody battle three years ago alone was enough for these members of the Little Knife Society to pounce on Qiao Ba and stab him to death.
As the person involved, Qiao Ba calmly sat down opposite Lin Ze.
Lin Ze blew out a puff of thick smoke, changed to a more comfortable posture, and said with a smile: "I won't comment on whether you misunderstood me for the time being." He lowered his head, flicked the ashes skillfully, then raised his head slightly, and said every word.
: "Ba Ye came in person this time to intercede with them?"
"I just don't want you to fight to the death. This will not be good for everyone." Qiao Ba smiled. However, neither his expression nor his bottomless eyes revealed the slightest information. It was as if he was
An upright peacemaker, not a mastermind behind the scenes.
Lin Ze admired this acting skill.
Lin Ze smiled implicitly. His eyes fell on his toes and he remained silent.
When Qiao Ba saw that he was no longer talking or making any sound, he sat still on the chair, waiting for Lin Ze's response.
Not to mention the two parties involved, even Scar, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. He became more and more doubtful about his own abilities.
Brother Xiao Lin wanted to promote himself to the top and be the leader on the same level as Qiao Ba. He felt guilty for a while. Who was Qiao Ba? Maybe he had only heard about some deeds in the past, but this close contact made Scar understand.
, I am not on the same level as Qiao Ba, both in terms of aura and mentality.
He even imagined that if he were sitting opposite Brother Xiao Lin, would he be able to maintain Qiao Ba's calm and calm demeanor?
Disaster.
There was nearly five minutes of silence, and Lin Ze didn't make a sound, as if he was in a daze.
Lin Ze remained silent, and Qiao Ba sat on the chair very calmly, staring at Lin Ze in silence with a gentle expression.
Finally, Lin Ze reacted.
He first changed into a more comfortable position, then looked at Qiao Ba with a half-smile, and said slowly: "Master Ba, you came all the way here to intercede. If I don't give you face, it's really unreasonable.
."
Qiao Ba didn't say anything, just stared at Lin Ze with a smile.
"But -" Lin Ze changed the subject and flicked the cigarette ashes. "Since I have completely offended them, if I just let them go back like this, wouldn't it be a bit like letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"
Speaking of this, Qiao Ba's expression changed slightly, but this change was fleeting. He still asked with a smile: "Brother Xiao Lin, what do you mean-"
boom--
Lin Ze stabbed the knife at his waist into the solid oak table ferociously, and said nonchalantly: "I'm going to give Mr. Ba some face. It's up to you to choose whether to keep your hands or your feet."
As soon as he finished speaking, the only noise in the box fell silent. It was quite audible.
Keep your hands or your feet?
Lin Ze said he was giving Qiao Ba some face, but in fact he slapped him hard.
If you, Qiao Ba, come to plead for mercy, I won’t pursue it?
Okay, since your eighth master has said this, I naturally have to give you some face.
Choose, keep your hands or your feet!
Qiao Ba's calm and calm expression finally showed a clear change, and there was a spark of fire in his eyes. However, after having been in a high position for many years, he had already forged a rock-like mind. Even if he was slapped in the face by Lin Ze, he still did not show it.
Showing no trace of embarrassment, he straightened up slightly, stared at Lin Ze silently with his bottomless eyes, and asked calmly: "Have you decided?"
"What do you think?" Lin Ze laughed. His smile was a little wild and domineering.
Qiao Ba seemed to have given up on the idea of joining hands, and gently moved the beads on his wrist with his right hand without saying a word.
Seeing that Qiao Ba didn't make a choice, Lin Ze slowly stood up and said coldly to the several members of the Little Sword Society standing in the box: "Cripple their hands."
When those people heard this, they walked towards the three regional elders with enthusiasm. Their eyes were filled with hot light.
In front of Qiao Ba, he destroyed the people he supported, but he had nothing to do. How refreshing and refreshing is this? How happy and gratifying?
Click.
Click.
Hiss——
Explosions sounded one after another, and everyone present knew that these three big guys had lost their hands, and they were afraid that they would no longer be able to hold sharp weapons or firearms. The big brother on the road who lost his hands was a waste.
Qiao Ba just sat on the chair and watched the process of degrading the core members of the Little Sword Society, and then slowly stood up with a normal expression.
"Eighth Master, why don't you find a few people to send them back?" Lin Ze's voice sounded from behind.
Qiao Ba froze for a moment, then turned around and said chillingly: "They have become useless people, why should we care?"
Lin Ze heard this and walked up to him. His move immediately made the four men in suits behind Qiao Ba tense up. Their bodies leaned forward slightly, ready to take action in case of any abnormality.
"Qiao Ba, I'm glad we can meet so soon." Lin Ze said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"But this meeting didn't seem pleasant." Qiao Ba smiled implicitly.
"Isn't it pleasant?" Lin Ze lowered his head and glanced at his toes, then slowly raised his head and looked directly at Qiao Ba. "Then next time we meet, won't you be unable to sleep?"
"Maybe it's you?" Qiao Ba said.
"Well, things in the world are unpredictable. We can only do our best and obey fate." Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke, played with the cigarette butt between his fingers, and said in a calm tone. "How about we imagine what the next meeting will be like?"
"I'm looking forward to this day coming." Qiao Ba said calmly.
After he said that, he slowly turned around and walked out the door.
"Qiaoba!"
Before Qiao and the others went out, Lin Ze's voice sounded from behind again.
Before Qiao Ba turned around this time, Lin Ze said in a hoarse voice: "You didn't come on the day of the memorial service, but it was raining. Do you know that it was them crying!"
Qiao Ba froze slightly and went straight out without saying anything.
Scar ordered people to send the three regional eldest brothers back - this was what Lin Ze meant.
Since they were not killed, they were sent back, which is more or less an explanation. The people who sent these three elder brothers back were the priest, the butcher, the madman and Lao Yao respectively.
There is still a big gap between Scar and them in how to handle this kind of thing. Lin Ze didn't say it directly, but how could Scar be so ignorant?
After cleaning up the messy box, Scar sat next to Lin Ze who was smoking silently, and asked cautiously: "Brother Xiao Lin, since you have decided to take action and have no intention of giving Qiao any face, why don't you kill him?"
Hearing this, Lin Ze flicked the ashes of his cigarette with a smile: "Scar, it seems you have made some progress."
Scar was slightly stunned, not understanding what Brother Xiao Lin meant by this.
"You know that now that you have decided, you have to be ruthless." Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke, "But what threat can the three regional brothers who have lost their hands pose? On the contrary, killing them can unite their younger brothers.
determination, and now—the people under these three eldest brothers are not so eager to seek revenge."
Scar asked in confusion: "If we depose their boss, will they not take revenge?"
"Who is willing to avenge a disabled boss? Maybe their confidants will think so and do this, but most of the people who work for him will think about whether it is cost-effective to avenge a disabled person. Is it worthwhile to work for a disabled person?"
Lin Ze sighed softly. "This is not a simple society, and there are no simple-minded people. At that time, what the younger brothers of these three people want to do most is to push their boss down and rise quickly. Even if they take revenge, they will just do it.
Just doing superficial things will not really waste your own power by doing such meaningless things."
Scar's heart twitched slightly. Brother Xiao Lin did have the foresight. If he didn't kill, it was not to give Qiao Ba face, but to cause chaos among them first.
"Scar, you have to be ruthless enough to get along on the road. But don't be ruthless blindly, don't be paranoid, and don't be ruthless out of impulse. That's the courage of an ordinary man, not what a person in a high position would do, it should be done."
Lin Ze said meaningfully.
Scar lowered his head slightly and chewed Brother Xiao Lin's seemingly simple words, but in fact they were quite suggestive.
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What a pity, Fei Fei has released chapter 5 today, and everyone’s support is not very strong! I burst into tears~ There will be another chapter updated around 10 o’clock in the evening. Everyone’s support is so strong that Fei Fei will have the motivation to continue with five chapters tomorrow!
