"In Blackwater. When will it be your turn to make the decision?"
As soon as Lin Zefu sat down, he said these words that made Qiao Ba unable to leave the stage.
His action of making tea paused for a moment, and then he poured the tea smoothly and professionally. He seemed not to be affected by Lin Ze's slightly provocative words.
Who is Qiao Ba?
He is the leader of the South District. He is the overlord of the underground world in Huaxin City. He is a master of black and white. If he cannot control his emotions freely, then all his efforts to cultivate his temperament over the years will be in vain.
"We agreed that I would be your host." Qiao Ba put down the empty teapot, picked up a cup and took a sip. "Brother Xiao Lin, don't you want to show your favor?"
"It depends on the place where you want to show off your face." Lin Ze took out a cigarette and lit it.
"Where are you looking?" Qiao Bafeng asked calmly. There was no trace on his gentle face.
"Will I treat you to dinner at your home?" Lin Ze smiled. "If I ask you to treat me in Heishui District, where would I put my face? Is Master Ba afraid that I can't afford the tea?"
"How could it be?" Qiao Ba said elegantly. "If Brother Xiao Lin insists on doing this, I won't force him."
"There's really no need to force this." Lin Ze snapped his fingers and said quickly, "Scar, settle the bill."
"Yes." Scar stood up and walked to the back hall. He never considered Qiao Ba's mood from the beginning to the end.
In the end, the person who entertained the guests was reduced to a freeloader, and was forced to eat freeloaders. Anyone would be unhappy and have their self-esteem frustrated. What's more, it's the Ba Ye who always talks about everything in Huaxin City?
However, there was not much expression on Qiao Ba's face. He just picked up a cup of tea lightly, sipped and drank it all.
However, he drank a cup of tea that used to take three sips in two sips.
In the second game, Lin Ze narrowly won.
He dared to pay the bill and let Qiao Ba eat for free, so it was expected that he would not get angry over this matter.
A superior person, a BOSS who has been in a high position for a long time. If he doesn't have this kind of self-cultivation and this little concentration, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it for long or not very long.
Sure enough, Qiao Ba drank tea very calmly and did not feel unhappy about this matter.
Lin Ze stuffed a few pieces of cake into his mouth, drank a few cups of Pu'er like a cow, and muttered: "Sipping from this small cup is really not suitable for a rough guy like me. I like drinking tea from a big bowl."
"Southern tea has the delicacy of southern tea, and northern tea has the boldness of northern tea. Brother Xiao Lin is unparalleled. It's not surprising that he likes to drink a big bowl of tea." Qiao Ba said warmly.
"Master Ba, yesterday we discussed what the weather will be like today." Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke and slowly picked up the tea cup. "No one seems to have won?"
Qiao Ba's arms wrapped in the Zhongshan uniform froze, and then he sipped the tea carefully and said: "No one wins, no one loses."
"I don't think so." Lin Ze put down the tea cup and shook his head. "No one wins, which means no one loses. You don't lose to others, you lose to yourself."
Qiao Ba looked at Lin Ze intently and smiled: "Brother Xiao Lin, why did you say this?"
"Take my group of brothers who were suddenly attacked last night as an example. Although they were seriously injured, they were all good men and killed all the people who attacked without leaving a single one alive!" Lin Ze said in a leisurely tone. "
No one wins, but that doesn’t necessarily mean no one loses. When someone dies, there is nothing. Don’t you think so, Master Ba?"
A look of indifference flashed across Qiao Ba's slightly feminine and elegant face, and he said softly: "A sneak attack? Why didn't I hear anything? Who did it?"
"The other party is very cautious. I can't find any clues." Lin Ze played with the exquisite ancient teacup in his hand and said calmly. "But what does it matter? I have never been interested in a dead person."
"That's true." Qiao Ba nodded calmly.
"Master Eight, I've always had a question I wanted to ask you. This time you have time for afternoon tea during your busy schedule. Do you mind if I ask?" Lin Ze said calmly.
"What's the matter?" Qiao Ba said.
"Eighth Master, you seem to have no heirs?" Lin Ze asked abruptly.
"No." Qiao Ba shook his head.
"That would be such a pity." Lin Ze smiled easily. "What if Master Eight has an accident one day, wouldn't he not even have an heir?"
Kick!
As soon as Lin Ze finished speaking, before Qiao Ba could react at all, a stern man in a suit rushed out from behind him - this man was one of Qiao Ba's Four Great Vajras.
He leaned forward, piercing his eyes with cold and sinister eyes, oppressing Lin Ze with an overlooking attitude.
The originally harmonious conversation seemed to be lit by this sudden action, and the smell of gunpowder spread throughout the entire place.
As soon as he moved, the eight men in suits beside Scar also stepped forward and stood behind Lin Ze. They stared at the cold suit man with eager eyes.
"Stay back." Lin Ze waved his hands lightly. "It's not good to be surrounded by people together."
After hearing this, the eight people all retreated reluctantly, but their bodies were tense and their expressions were stern, as if they would pounce at any time.
Lin Ze drank the tea in the cup, raised his head slightly, glanced at the stern man in a suit, but said nothing with a half-smile.
"Apologise." The man in the suit said coldly.
"Apologise?" Lin Ze narrowed his eyes.
"Apologise to Master Ba." The man in the suit said coldly.
"Why are you apologizing?" Lin Ze laughed.
"Apologise for the mistakes you made." The man in the suit said coldly.
Lin Ze smiled even more. He lowered his head and looked at Qiao Ba, who looked indifferent and said, "Master Ba, the dog you raise seems to be inhumane."
"As long as the dog understands what the owner wants, it's fine." Qiao Ba said politely. "How can he bite people when he listens to everyone?"
"That's true." Lin Ze nodded and slowly stood up.
He stood up very slowly, but took action very quickly!
Lift it up with one hand and pull it away!
Whoosh!
The man in the suit is indeed the ace among Qiao Ba's aces, the elite among the elites. Even if Lin Ze slapped him with a slap as fast as lightning, he actually raised his arm to block Lin Ze's full of power.
hand!
His speed is very fast! His reflexes are also amazing!
But - just when he thought he could block Lin Ze's slap, he suddenly realized that he was wrong. And he was very wrong.
Hanging in the air, the arm that had blocked Lin Ze's slap suddenly felt a huge force.
The next second, the arm he quickly stretched out returned to the original path, but instead of hanging down naturally, it hit his own face.
Snap!
A clear slap.
An unreserved slap.
Five finger prints suddenly appeared on the man's face. They were fiery red and bright, as if they had been painted on with colored pens. It was very eye-catching.
The man looked angry and wanted to take the initiative.
"Go back." Qiao Ba, who was sitting on the chair without raising his head, said calmly, "It's useless."
The man in the suit immediately stopped and retreated with his head lowered.
However, Qiao Ba's words meant that he calmly accepted his subordinates' disrespect for Lin Ze.
In other words - he didn't think there was anything wrong with his subordinates provoking Lin Ze.
After the afternoon tea, the conversation finally made progress of a practical nature. It was not like the boring conversation between the two at first.
Lin Ze sat down with a puff of sleeves and picked up the teacup to sip.
"Brother Xiao Lin, people often say that it depends on the owner when beating a dog." Qiao Ba smiled. "What you did makes me very embarrassed."
"Oh?" Lin Ze continued to smoke, leaned forward slightly, and said with a half-smile. "Even if I beat a dog, I have to look at the person's face. Do you think I'm a dog?"
Swish, brush, brush!
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense. This time, even Scar stood up and stared at the opponent menacingly.
Not to mention the four men in suits, they had already moved behind Qiao Ba, scanning the enemies on the opposite side with cold faces. As soon as Scar gave the order, they went all out to kill them.
"So, my Qiao Ba's dog is worthless in Brother Xiao Lin's eyes?" Qiao Ba stopped drinking tea and stared at Lin Ze with an indifferent expression.
"It's useful." Lin Ze narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "Kill it and eat it."
"I'm afraid that Brother Xiaolin doesn't have that good of an appetite and won't be able to digest the food," Qiao Ba said.
"I ate a big pot last night, and now I still have a good appetite," Lin Ze said.
"But I'm full." Qiao Ba put down the teacup, and a hint of femininity flashed across his gentle face from beginning to end, and wrote lightly. "Next time, how many more dogs should I give Brother Xiao Lin?"
"You're welcome at any time." Lin Ze narrowed his eyes.
"I'm not responsible for treating you if you're bitten," Qiao Ba said.
"Even a dog can bite me. What are you doing alive?" Lin Ze argued.
"This is the best." Qiao Ba slowly stood up, brushed the dust on his sleeves, and said with a pun. "Some of the dogs I raise are madmen, some are fools, and some are wolves in dog skins. If you feed
If it’s not full, it will go crazy and bite people.”
"A good hunter never worries that his prey is too crazy, he only worries that they won't come." Lin Ze stood up with a smile.
The two are almost the same height.
One is gentle and the other is rough and wild.
One city is terrifyingly deep, while the other looks at the situation with a smile, but is also resourceful.
When their eyes met, there was no intense fire as expected, but the brilliance flashing across their eyes, which was an honest statement to the other party: only one can survive this battle!
