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Chapter 514 Black Age V

Although Yang Ze was concerned about the gang's image and refused to say more, Ling Cang himself guessed it.

Hong Xue spent so much money to invest in Century Group, and now he is expanding his power everywhere. Money must be tight. He deserves to be unlucky. At this time, he was targeted by the Hong Ming Gang.

"By the way..." Ling Cang looked outside the car and found that he had reached the city center: "Where are we going?"

"For the sake of your good performance today, let me open your eyes."

"what,"

"The gang is having a meeting today." After taking a look at Ling Cang's sharp clothes, Yang Ze warned him uneasily: "All the bosses present today, and boss Hong Xue may also be going. Keep your eyes open and listen more." Look more, talk less,”

"I know," Ling Cang felt that since Yang Ze had revealed Hong Xue's identity, the identities of the Hong Ming Gang should not be fake. It was unimaginable that anyone could create a copycat Hong Ming gang under the nose of the Hong Ming Gang. Ming Gang, and then get a copycat Hong Xue out.

Yang Ze was about to say something again, and Ling Cang's cell phone rang.

"Sorry, boss, let me answer the phone first." Ling Cang glanced at it and found that it was an unfamiliar number, but he still picked up: "Hello,"

Fan Xinghai's voice came from the phone: "It's me,"

"Oh," Ling Cang glanced at Yang Ze and asked calmly, "How do you know my number?"

"Don't think about what I do. It's not easy to check someone's phone number." Hehe smiled, and Fan Xinghai's tone suddenly became stern: "I'm calling you this time because I want to know something. "

"What,"

"We have reached an agreement before. The police can stop cracking down on gangs and pornography, but the Hong Ming Gang must also behave themselves. I just got information that the Hong Ming Gang had a conflict with the local snake Waibo on Dongzhi Street."

"Really," Ling Cang asked nonchalantly, "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure," Fan Xinghai said with a cold smile: "The person who did it was Yang Ze, a mid-level boss of the Hong Ming Gang."

"I do not recognize,"

"Although you don't know him, Hong Xue must know him." After a pause, Fan Xinghai continued: "Please give Hong Xue a message. Please stay calm recently and don't brave the wind."

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring the message to you," Ling Cang understood very well. Just after the anti-gang and anti-pornography campaign, the Hong Ming Gang started to stir up trouble, which was equivalent to giving Fan Xinghai eye drops. However, Fan Xinghai's call came at the wrong time. He was sitting there. Opposite Yang Ze.

"Okay, nothing's wrong. If you have any questions, please call me again." After saying that, Fan Xinghai hung up the phone.

Yang Ze couldn't hear what was said on the phone, and he didn't find anything wrong with Ling Cang's words, but he still asked: "Who is it?"

"A classmate," Ling Cang put away his phone and replied calmly: "I'm not very familiar with him, and I don't know how he got my phone number."

Yang Ze didn't seem to care on the surface, but he still asked: "What's the matter?"

"If you want to join our club, please let me talk to the president,"

"What club,"

"Guwu,"

"Gu Wu," Yang Ze suddenly smiled and said a little embarrassedly: "Look, I'm so talkative. How can an old man like me understand what you young people are doing?"

While talking, the car arrived at a hotel in the city center. Dozens of cars were parked around it, and people in twos and threes were everywhere, chatting together.

From time to time, another car would drive by, and when the people on it got off the car, the others would call out to the so-and-so boss.

These people all have a strong Jianghu aura, and people can immediately tell what they do. Ling Cang saw this kind of scene for the first time and found that the bosses are often easy to identify because their aura is stronger than ordinary people. , when walking, you will definitely walk in front.

Every boss is surrounded by a group of younger brothers, and Yang Ze is the same. As soon as he got off the car, more than a dozen people came over and greeted in unison: "Brother Yang,"

"Well," Yang Ze nodded, then pointed at Ling Cang: "Let me introduce to you, this is Ling Cang, my new little brother."

These people were not so polite to Ling Cang, they just nodded slightly as a greeting.

Yang Ze added: "Despite his young age, this kid is very promising. We won the negotiation with Waibo tonight thanks to him."

These Yang Ze's men did not appear on Dongzhi Street. Ling Cang could tell that they belonged to Yang Ze's direct lineage, and most of the people who went to form the formation were peripheral members who had spent money to find them temporarily.

What a pity for those students, who thought they could join the gang by just fighting, but in fact they just acted as cheap thugs. In addition to receiving a meager reward, they didn't even have access to the inside of the gang.

"Every time there is a meeting, the bosses will bring their younger brothers over, and they are all close confidants." Yang Ze was really optimistic about Ling Cang and patiently explained the rules: "Normally, a new younger brother like you needs to go through a period of testing. Only if you perform well enough will you have the opportunity. However, seeing how outstanding you are today, I will make an exception."

Ling Cang suppressed his nausea and said against his will: "Thank you, boss, for your love."

"You are really good at talking," Yang Ze said, and led a group of his men into the hotel conference room: "As I said just now, listen more, watch more, talk less. Although you are a good fighter, you are still young and cannot be socially challenged. If you have little experience, you often can't tell what your eyebrows are like. If you say the wrong thing in this situation, it may kill you."

This conference room is very large. There is a round table in the middle. There are already more than a dozen people sitting there. All of them are bosses, and each of them has several subordinates. Ling Cang noticed that many of the subordinates have a childish air, and they are also There are many guys who look like gangsters.

Yang Ze casually found a seat and sat down, chatting with others.

Different from other meeting formats, the round table gives people a sense of equality, because there is no clear distinction between the primary and secondary positions. However, there is one seat that is very conspicuous and has always been empty. It is some distance away from other seats and is smaller than the chair where other bosses sit. It also needs to be high-end, a very luxurious Western-style single sofa.

A younger brother like Ling Cang is not qualified to sit, so he can only stand obediently behind the boss.

It may seem glorious to attend such an occasion with the boss, but in fact it is not easy. The younger brothers have to play the role of waiters. Yang Ze just took out the cigarette without saying hello. One of his subordinates immediately walked over, lit the lighter and presented it respectfully. .

Ling Cang was not in the mood to serve others. He took this opportunity to look at the people present, but found that he still didn't recognize anyone.

After a while, the conference room door opened and Hong Xue strolled in.

She was wearing a pair of jeans and a black short leather jacket, carrying an LV bag in her hand, and her face was still heavily made up. When the other bosses saw her, they stood up and greeted her: "Hello, Boss Hong."

Hong Xue threw the bag aside casually and sat on the single sofa: "Everyone, please sit down."

Now that Hong Xue is here, Ling Cang can be sure that he is not joining the copycat Hong Ming Gang. In this way, Ling Cang is even more puzzled by the current situation of Hong Ming Gang. One is why there is no one present who looks familiar to him. secondly, the quality of Hongming Gang members seems to have declined.

The real underworld has the style of the underworld, which is different from the gangsters who roam the streets. Ling Cang has long heard that the Hong Ming Gang has very strict requirements for members, and not just anyone can join. Ling Cang has indeed seen Hong Ming. Gang members have certain rules for their behavior.

But looking at these people in front of me, standing there with their backs hunched over, they look like a line of huge question marks. They all wear their hats and stare sideways. Seven of them are dissatisfied and eight of them are dissatisfied. They don't look like beating someone, but like they are being beaten. of.

Ling Cang felt that it was too embarrassing to be recognized by Hong Xue at this time. He wanted to make a name for himself and let his wife know that he was an undercover agent of the Hong Ming Gang, so Ling Cang hid behind the scenes and hid with the help of others. .

"Lao Yang, I heard that you straightened out the crooked neck..." Hong Xue's aura at this time was stronger than everyone present. It was completely different from the one he had when he was with Ling Cang, and it was also different from how he was at school on weekdays. Although he looks very young, his calm demeanor and mature speech far exceed his actual age. "He is doing well."

"Thank you, boss," Yang Ze smiled proudly, taking all the credit for himself: "I chopped down several of Waibo's men with my own hands, and stabbed Waibo once, but this kid's legs are very fast. He actually ran away, I will definitely kill him next time,”

"You have done a good job," Hong Xue nodded slightly: "We will definitely get the demolition on Dongzhi Street. Although we can't make much money, as long as we can make money, it is always good."

Next, Hong Xue asked the other bosses some questions, and then discussed some things. In general, the content was of little value. Ling Cang estimated that if there were any important topics to be discussed, only these bosses would be left at the scene. All the boys have to go out.

This so-called meeting was actually a dinner. After talking about business, the waiter brought the food and wine, and Hong Xue and the bosses quickly started changing glasses.

Hong Xue's drinking capacity was quite impressive. After half a bottle of Wuliangye, he didn't feel drunk at all, but his face was slightly red.

Before coming here, Yang Ze described attending the meeting as a nice job, but Ling Cang felt it was more like a hard job. The younger brothers didn't eat or drink, they always stood behind and watched, and from time to time they had to pass cigarettes and pour wine for the elders.

Hong Xue focused all her attention on the elders and did not pay attention to her younger brother at all. As a result, she never found Ling Cang.

Ling Cang felt miserable, avoiding Hong Xue's eyes while looking pitifully at the table full of delicacies.

A young man next to him kept looking at Hong Xue, and after a long time he said: "Boss Hong is so beautiful..."

Another younger brother chuckled: "Of course, our eldest is in school, and he is the school beauty."

"Whoever can catch her will save twenty years of struggle."

"It is said that she already has a boyfriend at school,"


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