After dusk, night falls, and the neon lights light up, shrouding the hot Bangkok. Standing under a tall building, looking up at the stars, you can vaguely see a layer of hot air floating in the sky, and the whole city is like a sultry furnace.
With the arrival of night, Chinatown becomes lively - after tourists have visited Bangkok during the day, at night, they come to Chinatown in groups to shop, eat snacks, or experience special services.
The vendors also know that business will reach its first peak after nightfall, so they shout extra hard.
Those who engage in the flesh business boldly let the beautifully dressed ladies sit on both sides of the street. Those ladies are either flirtatious, showing off their breasts, or exposing their naked legs. There are endless ways to show off your coquettishness.
What's more, they don't wear any underwear at all. The scenery between their thighs is completely exposed, and the scenery between their legs is completely exposed. It feels like they are shouting at those foreign tourists: Come on, open the door if you have money, it will be comfortable if you don't. Same place, different feelings...
While the vendors and ladies were doing their best to survive, and while the tourists were enjoying their journey, Wang Hong, known as the Godfather of Chinatown and the top shopkeeper of Qinggang Southeast Asia, was sitting in the restaurant, enjoying dinner while admiring the night view of Bangkok. His expression was extremely pleasant.
The huge Eight Immortals table is filled with all kinds of delicacies, and they are all made by domestic chefs!
This is not to say that the dishes were all prepared and flown over from China, but that Wang Hong brought four chefs with him before coming to Bangkok. Those chefs can make Sichuan, Hunan, and Cantonese cuisine, and they are According to the standards of a state banquet.
"Master Hong, it is now certain that the Shuizhu Gang is divided into three forces. Although Taihu controls most of the forces, people's hearts are unstable, and the other two independent leaders are ruthless figures of the younger generation who dare to fight. , the people under their command obeyed them..."
While Wang Hong was dining and admiring the night view outside the window, his bodyguard stood upright at the door of the restaurant and reported in a respectful tone.
However--
Without waiting for the middle-aged bodyguard to finish his report, Wang Hong picked up a handkerchief embroidered with gold flowers, wiped the oil stains on his mouth, picked his teeth calmly, and then said: "It's not about following advice, it's about young people. Impulsive, passionate, and blindly following whoever they think is strong."
"Master Hong is right." The middle-aged man quickly agreed.
Wang Hong lit a cigarette and experienced the feeling of "one eye after a meal is better than a living god", then stood up and said: "Go to the video call, it's time to ask Xue Hu for someone."
"Yes, Mr. Hong." The middle-aged man nodded and accepted the order, but did not go out first. Instead, he opened the door and waited for Wang Hong to go out before following Wang Hong.
A few minutes later, Wang Hong arrived at the splendid hall, sat on a chair modeled after an ancient dragon chair, and waited for the middle-aged man to connect to the video call.
Soon, the video call was connected, and Xue Hu, dressed in a Tang suit, appeared on the screen, holding a gold-headed pipe worth millions in his hand, his expression as gloomy as ever.
Seeing Xue Hu's figure appear, Wang Hong bowed slightly and said: "Brother."
"A Hong, if you contact me, is it because the situation over there has become clear?" Xue Hu asked calmly.
As the person in charge of the Qinggang in Southeast Asia, Wang Hong naturally knew that Xue Hu had been planting nails in Southeast Asia, and he also knew who those nails were.
Because I never waited for the opportunity to usurp power, I didn't pull out those nails, but just guarded against them secretly.
At this time, hearing what Xue Hu said, Wang Hong couldn't help but secretly laugh at Xue Hu for pretending to be confused.
Although he knew in his heart that Xue Hu had probably already learned about the situation in Bangkok, Wang Hong naturally would not point it out, but said truthfully: "Yes, brother. The battle two days ago caused Taihu to lose all his cores.
His subordinates turned the Shuizhu Gang into a mess. Although Taihu made countermeasures in the shortest possible time and still controls nearly two-thirds of the forces, people's hearts are still unstable."
At this point, Wang Hong paused and continued: "I personally think this is a God-given opportunity. As long as we take the initiative at this time, Taihu's side will definitely become a pile of loose sand and not our opponent at all!"
Although the other two who set up their own business are brave and ruthless, they are a little younger after all, brave and foolhardy, and are not in danger. As long as we defeat the Shuizhu Gang and dominate the Thai underworld, we will rely on the importance of Thailand and Bangkok in Southeast Asia.
, occupying Southeast Asia is not the moon in the water or the flower in the mirror."
"Ah Hong, no matter what, we are outsiders to Thais." Xue Hu smiled softly: "So, whether it is the Thai police or other gangs, they will not let the Qing Gang take the lead!"
"Back to brother, I have already considered this." Wang Hong seemed to have guessed that Xue Hu would say this. He was not surprised at all, but said with confidence: "We are not completely wiping out the Shuizhu Gang.
, but let the Shuizhu Gang live and die - become our puppets!"
"Well, that's a good idea." Xue Hu smiled faintly, then leaned forward suddenly and said in an unquestionable tone: "Ahong, I happened to train a few people in Thailand, and they are all native Thais.
After that, let them be the puppets to control the Shuizhu Gang."
Ding!
Hearing what Xue Hu said, Wang Hong couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
Although he kept saying he was 'our puppet', he actually regarded him as his own puppet!
At this time, Xue Hu was obviously telling him that those puppets belonged to Xue Hu!
"What? A Hong, do you have a different opinion?" Xue Hu snorted coldly.
Wang Hong smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. Since A Hong has expressed his loyalty to Big Brother, he will naturally obey Big Brother's arrangements in everything."
"Okay!" Xue Hu knocked the ashes of his cigarette and said with confidence, "Tomorrow, sixty people from Maple Leaf will fly from Hong Kong to Singapore, and then sneak across from Singapore. Be prepared to meet them!"
Sixty?!
Wang Hong's heart skipped a beat when he heard this number.
As the person in charge of Southeast Asia of the Qing Gang, he is also the chief elder of the Qing Gang.
He has never usurped power, he is just afraid of Maple Leaf!
It can be said that his understanding of Maple Leaf is only less than that of Xue Hu in the entire Green Gang.
In his memory, there were only about 80 Maple Leaf members in Xue Hu's hands. The dispatch of 60 Maple Leaf members this time was enough to show that Xue Hu was determined to expand his power in Southeast Asia!
"Ah Hong, don't be dissatisfied with the small number of people. Originally, the eldest brother should have let all the Maple Leafs go out, but the remaining twenty people still have other important uses." Xue Hu said in a deep voice: "Sixty Maple Leaf members, you can
There is no problem in killing the Bangkok underworld overnight and defeating the current Shuizhu Gang!"
"Brother Mingjian!"
Wang Hong gave him a flattery, but he secretly guessed in his heart: Could it be that Xue Hu left the remaining twenty Maple Leaf members to deal with the little beasts of the Chen family?
As if he had seen through Wang Hong's thoughts, Xue Hu's lips curved with a proud smile.
He won't tell anyone about Chen Fan's fatal blow!
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Just as the underworld in Southeast Asia was surging, the learning atmosphere at Tunghai University was unprecedentedly high.
All this is just because this semester is coming to an end and the final exam is approaching.
For many college students, they can skip classes by playing WoW in order to fall in love, but...when facing exams, they will work hard to sprint.
After all, no one wants to fail a class.
Failing a course means you may not get a degree certificate.
This is fatal to ordinary students who do not have strong connections.
Even if Chen Fan's relationship is put aside, Zhang Qianqian's parents are famous in the financial circles of the East China Sea and even the Yangtze River Delta. Although Zhang Qianqian's family background cannot be compared with the authentic red family or high-ranking officials, it is not bad.
However... before the final exam, Zhang Qianqian, like all ordinary students, held her textbook and studied in the classroom.
If Zhang Qianqian appeared in the study room in the first semester, it would definitely cause a huge sensation, but now, almost all students have adapted to the change of that vain girl, and are used to the fact that the girl usually reads official books.
At nine o'clock, Zhang Qianqian said goodbye to the students around him with a smile, and then left the classroom holding the "Records of Zhu Rongji's Speeches".
"Zhang Qianqian."
When Zhang Qianqian walked out of the teaching building, a handsome and tall boy caught up with Zhang Qianqian from behind, looking slightly excited.
Zhang Qianqian stopped and glanced at the handsome and tall boy. His eyes were not as high-minded as before, but full of approachability. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hello, classmate Zhang Le, are you okay?"
"Zhang Qianqian, I like you." The boy named Zhang Le mustered up the courage, looked at Zhang Qianqian awkwardly, and said, "Be my girlfriend, okay?"
"Sorry, I already have someone I like." Zhang Qianqian smiled and shook her head. Since the change, she has lost count of how many times she has been pursued by boys. Each time, she did not use a single word like before.
Refuse in a condescending manner, but try to be more sincere.
Because...she knows how uncomfortable it feels to be rejected!
"Ah..." Zhang Le, who was handsome and tall, had an embarrassed expression on his face when he heard Zhang Qianqian's words. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zhang Qianqian smiled apologetically at the handsome and tall Zhang Le again, then hugged the textbook and drifted away with Zhang Le's regretful expression.
"He hasn't been to school for a long time. He must be very busy, right? He doesn't know what he is doing?"
When Zhang Qianqian passed by Chen Fan's dormitory, she couldn't help but look towards the dormitory and asked herself secretly.
Although she really wanted to know Chen Fan's current situation, Zhang Qianqian did not pick up her phone and dial Chen Fan's number, but withdrew her gaze calmly.
Unknowingly, she had already learned to wait.
She didn't know that the man she had a deep crush on, for the sake of her and Tian Cao, became a beauty in a rage, and was bound to bloodbath Southeast Asia!!
