"Brother, our car has a flat tire." After the driver got out of the car, he saw that each of the two rear tires of the car had a hole as big as a bowl, but he did not see any hard objects on the road that could puncture the tires.
Guanying cursed and got out of the car immediately. When he saw the burst tire, he wondered why the road was so clean but the tire burst.
"Brother, it must be the quality of the tire," a young man who used to be a car mechanic said confidently after carefully touching the tire.
"This car is new," another boy said with some distress, touching the tattered tire.
The ghost roared angrily: "Go back and smash that car shop for me."
"But it's already 8:50, and there are still ten minutes left. Let's take a taxi first," a boy looked at the time and then said to the ghost.
The ghost nodded and immediately asked his younger brother to stop the taxi. Soon two taxis were stopped, and several people filed in. Amidst the curses, the driver drove toward Dongyang Street in fear.
The moment the taxi lights disappeared in the distance, a black shadow flew across the treetops, and the man smiled evilly, revealing an evil face under the moonlight.
This was the first time for these two taxi drivers to have such passengers. As soon as they got into the car, they swollen without saying a word, and each of them was full of swear words. If they hadn't bared their arms to reveal their strong muscles and horrible tattoos, , the driver had already kicked them out of the car, but he didn't dare. These people looked like gangsters at first glance.
As the driver braked, the taxi stopped at a teahouse on Dongyang Street. The boss of Dongyang Street has two major hobbies in his life. The first is to kill people, and the second is to drink tea. To say that he has a violent personality is to kill people. What people like to do, such people often like the boldness of big shots to drink. Tea tasting is what people with a quiet personality like to do. Literati always drink a cup of tea, view the beautiful scenery of the country, and sigh at the insights of life. But these two The two are actually the same person's hobbies. Who knows what thoughts Yidao has in his bald head? No wonder there is a legend in Dongyang Street that Yidao can't help but be ruthless and can't be seen clearly.
This idiot is arty and doesn't care about his own moral character. He is like a farmer. Looking at the elegantly decorated tea house with quite an ancient charm, Guiying cursed secretly and walked into the tea house expressionlessly. Under the leadership of a younger brother, he went up On the second floor.
On the east side of the second floor is an extremely beautifully decorated elegant room. All the structures inside are made of wood and completely imitate the architectural design of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Walking in, it feels like you have traveled to ancient times. Of course, if Yidao and Zhao Dongcheng are not sitting in the middle.
In the private room, Yidao and Zhaodong Yang were drinking tea and chatting. They were tasting the fine Longjing. The conversation was not about poems, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but about a beautiful girl who had arrived somewhere.
"Old ghost, they say you come and go without a trace very quickly, why are you late today?" Yi Dao took out a purple sand tea cup, poured half a cup of tea, shook it, poured it into the tea tray, and picked it up again He picked up the purple clay teapot, gently filled the teacup, and brought it to the ghost figure with both hands.
The ghost picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and praised: "It is indeed a good tea. Brother Dao is still so leisurely. When will I be able to drink a cup of tea calmly like Brother Dao and be satisfied?"
"Why are you late today? This is not your style as Guiying," Zhao Dongcheng asked after filling Guiying's tea cup.
The ghost cursed and said, "It's really unlucky for him. The car had a flat tire halfway."
"Oh, haha, who dares to sell a low-quality car to Brother Guiying? I'm really impatient. I'll ask a few brothers to smash his shop later," Zhao Dongcheng patted his chest and said, "My brother Third, no matter who gets into trouble, we can’t just sit back and watch,”
"Brother Cheng, you're welcome, I can handle this little thing," Guiying snorted coldly, cursing in his heart, you old fool, if you look at my joke, I will kill you sooner or later.
Yi Dao poured another cup of tea, waved his hand, and sent the boy and the waitress standing behind him out. When there were only three of them left in the room, Yi Dao refilled some tea for Guiying and Zhao Dongcheng.
Guiying did not touch the teacup again and said: "Brother Dao, are you here to discuss how to deal with Long Chenfei?"
Zhao Dongcheng continued: "Today, Mayor Ye revealed the news to Boss Murong that Long Chenfei is planning to open a nightclub in Sishui Street. Ghosting, Long Chenfei is going to take action on you."
The ghost was stunned for a moment and regained his composure instantly: "Whoever has money can do business. The land and house are not mine. I have no control over what they do there."
Yidao's eyes narrowed and he said: "Old ghost, people are coming to your territory to start a fight. Isn't this a clear provocation to you? You just watch helplessly."
Zhao Dongcheng said again: "Brother Dao, I think the old ghost is scared,"
Guiying thought, I know exactly what you two are planning. You want me to fight with Longmen so that you can reap the benefits. Hum, Long Chenfei opens a nightclub on Sishui Street. Ye Shaode will definitely not agree. You guys are like this. It offends me, it’s just the weasel’s ill-intentioned wish for the rooster to pay New Year greetings.
Yi Dao looked at Zhao Dongcheng again and said: "Brother Cheng's territory is next to Longmen's territory, and Brother Cheng is the first to bear the brunt. I think Brother Cheng has to guard against it."
"Hey, my little brother's strength is limited. Longmen is so powerful now. How can I defeat him? I also want to defend, but how can I defend against him? But I think I can fight him as Brother Guiying. Brother Guiying You have four top masters, there are so many brothers next to you, and there is such a prosperous commercial street. There are people who want money and money. Comparing with you, my younger brother, is like a beggar standing in front of a rich man. It is unsightly," said Zhao Dongcheng's expression. It was even more painful than the death of his own father, and he said that he was more pitiful than a beggar.
When Guiying saw Zhao Dongcheng, an old fox, and Yidao, a guy with ulterior motives, singing along, he cursed in his heart, Sooner or later, Long Chenfei will hack you two idiots to death.
"Brother Dao, your reputation on the road is very well-known in Jiangzhou. You are also very powerful, and you are very close to Boss Murong. I think you should take the lead in dealing with Long Chenfei." How could Guiying do this? Following his instigation, he sent a soft flattery, which made Yidao curse in his heart.
The old ghost took a sip from his tea cup and said, "We should follow our previous agreement and send some people from our gangs to work together to deal with Longmen."
"Brother Dao, have you ever thought about how Long Chenfei's territory should be divided?" Ghost Shadow picked up the tea cup, but did not drink it.
"Hey, stop, what are you doing? The teahouse is closed today. You can go elsewhere." A janitor at the door of the teahouse stopped a guy who was sneaking into the teahouse.
"Haha, brother, I'll go up and find our boss," the man said, nodding and bowing.
"Who is the boss of your family? Why haven't I seen you before?" the boy at the door asked looking at this guy with mixed hair.
"My name is Xiao Wuzi, and I am following Brother Guiying. Could you please tell me that I have something urgent to report? It is very urgent. This is the token of our gang. Brother, you will be kind to me at first glance. Thank you," this person He still has a humble attitude, and he calls the man who is usually the younger brother to everyone in the gang a big brother and makes him smile happily.
"You're quite good at talking. Just wait and I'll inform you." The doorman laughed and turned around and walked into the teahouse.
The doorman hurried up to the private room on the second floor, knocked on the door, and after hearing the answer from inside, shouted through the door: "Brother Guiying, there is a boy looking for you, saying that he has an urgent matter."
Guiying was stunned for a moment, feeling confused in his heart. He didn't arrange any tasks when he came. Could it be that something happened to the gang, or was it someone from Longmen who came to cause trouble? Don't make any trouble at this time.
"Let him come up," the ghost shouted to the door.
The janitor boy returned to the door and said to the bastard boy: "Your boss asked you to come up."
"Thank you, brother, I'll treat you to a drink another day," the bastard boy said with gratitude as he entered the teahouse, walked up the stairs, and showed a smile of success.
The bastard boy was none other than Brother Zha who was following him, and how did he get the token? Brother Zha caught a little brother who was following the ghost and beat him up so that the thief of eggs grew up. He told everything about going to the Red Star, and then Brother Zha got the token, knocked out the younger brother, found a variegated wig and put it on, smeared some ash on his face, and made him look vulgar. Arrive at the teahouse.
Brother Zha walked up the stairs and saw three bastards, Zhao Dongcheng and Zhang Dali, picking their feet and drinking tea. He smiled, walked to the door of the private room, and pointed at several burly bodyguards standing at the door holding pistols. He nodded and knocked on the door.
"Boss, I have something important to say," Brother Zha shouted at the top of his voice.
"Come in," the ghost shouted.
The door opened with a creak, and Brother Zha immediately turned around and closed the door, then pulled off his wig, wiped the ashes from his face, and sat on a stool by the table with a laugh.
"Everyone, what a coincidence, we have a meeting today," Brother Zha laughed and said as if he was seeing a familiar friend. Then he picked up a cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and immediately pointed at the tea with wide eyes and said: "Good tea. ,Good tea, let’s have another cup,”
Brother Zha poured another cup, drank it in one gulp, and said with a smile: "This is not enough, I'm dying of thirst." After saying that, he picked up the teapot, bit the spout, drank it all in one go, and finally burped. .
When Long Chenfei pulled off his wig, Guiying, Zhao Dongcheng and Yi Dao's eyes widened. Brother Zha's sudden appearance was like a ghost floating in the middle of the night, making the three of them's hearts tighten and beat like a drum.
The three pairs of eyes followed Long Chenfei's hand moving up and down. It wasn't until Long Chenfei burped that the three of them woke up.
The three of them were not allowed to bring guns to the meeting, let alone knives. The three of them had all heard about Long Chenfei's terrifying skills. Their nerves were tense when they were unarmed, and they felt unprecedented fear.
The enemy we were just discussing on how to eliminate suddenly appears in front of us. This is more terrifying than a dead relative suddenly knocking on your door. If he suddenly takes action, we will only die. Let him challenge Mr. Guo alone. With the strength of a group of masters under his command, the bodyguards at the door are like vases placed in the corner. They are of no use except for looking at.
"Hehe, hehe," Yi Dao swallowed his saliva, which was more difficult to swallow than boiling hot tea.
"Brother Zha," Zhao Dongcheng's eyes are still the size of bull's eyes.
"Long...Long Chenfei," even though Guiying thought he was a ghost, he was almost scared to death at this time.
"What's wrong? We don't know each other anymore. We are all friends. Why, you don't welcome me?" Brother Zha shouted towards the door: "Waiter, please bring more tea."