Tang Feng was very depressed these days. Although the goods were detained successfully with the help of General Zhang, he was very upset that he was beaten and had nowhere to fight back. Tang Feng knew that
Most of the things were done by Tian Xiong, and only the Hong Gang has this reason and strength.
Although Zhuquetang has reasons, they are all killers after all. And the news from Lao Chawo that Zhuquetang should have regarded Tang Feng and his Huaxing Society as the training targets of their successors.
The rules of Zhuquetang, during the training, Zhuquetang will not give them any help.
In other words, even if Zhuquetang has the strength to send an investigation team from above, he would not do this. Otherwise, there is nothing wrong with the experience? Of course, Tang Feng would not doubt the authenticity of the news that Lao Chawo said, after all, the Hunter Association
I have been fighting against Zhuquetang for hundreds of years, and I know everything about each other.
So Tang Feng was very depressed. Firstly, he didn't think of a good way to take revenge on the Hong Gang, and secondly, he actually became the target of others' training, which made Tang Feng, who was proud in his bones extremely unhappy.
A week passed, and Tang Feng didn't tell anyone about the eavesdropping matter, but since then he has become very careful. He never talks about some more important things at home, even if occasionally Ruier or Jingjie
Speaking of some important issues, Tang Feng also changed the topic or made some fake news. Ruier and Jingjie thought he was strange recently, as if he had changed his personal life.
Especially when he was in bed, Tang Feng was much crazy than before. Every time he made the two girls panting and begging for mercy, but he had a smug smile on his face. Tang Feng didn't tell the two girls about the monitor.
, because they were afraid that they would be sad, and at the same time, they were afraid that they would show flaws. Although Jingjie was better, Rui'er was written on her face. Tang Feng gently pressed the cigarette in his hand, and his fingers were all over.
He was knocking on the table and his brows frowned slightly. He spent most of his time now in the office of the Black Mandala, at least he didn't have to worry about any eavesdropping here.
After stretching, Tang Feng got up and poured himself a glass of water. Before the water was full, the phone rang!
When he picked up the phone, he saw Guan Zhiyong's number. Tang Feng hurriedly answered the channel: "Hey, bayonet."
"Boss, Lao Ma's affairs have been arranged. It seems that he and Mei Mei have learned a lesson this time, and they have all had plastic surgery and appeared with a new face! You don't know, when Lao Ma stood in front of me,
I can't even recognize him." Guan Zhiyong's voice was filled with a hint of sadness.
Tang Feng's hand trembled slightly, and the hot water in the cup overflowed. Feeling the pain coming from his hands, Tang Feng quickly put the cup down. At this time, he didn't know what kind of mood he was, but just said something lightly
:"oh."
"Boss, are you okay?" Guan Zhiyong asked with some concern.
"It's okay, maybe it's okay. Start a new life with a brand new look. Bayonet, don't tell Zuozhe and others about this. Lao Ma is dead." Tang Feng said lightly.
Guan Zhiyong was silent for a while before sighing, "Don't worry, boss, are you okay?" Perhaps because he felt the atmosphere was a little low, the bayonet quickly changed the topic.
"What can I do? You don't have to worry about me. But where are you? Is there enough manpower? If not enough, I will send some people to come over!" Tang Feng curled his lips and chuckled.
"Don't, if you send someone again, I won't even have a job to do. I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to talk to our Miss Jasmine about cooperation now!"
Tang Feng laughed and hung up the phone. After standing quietly for a while, Tang Feng let out a long sigh. He did not regret giving Lao Ma a chance. After all, when Lao Ma's "corpse" appeared in front of him, he was right.
According to tens of thousands of brothers from Huaxing Society, Lao Ma was already dead.
Tang Feng took a sip of tea gently, feeling the faint bitter fragrance of the tea leaves. Before he could take a few sips, the phone rang again. When he picked up the phone, Tang Feng frowned.
It is obviously an international long distance, but it is not Guan Zhiyong's number. Who is this?
"Hey, hello." Tang Feng answered the phone.
"Oh, my dear god of death, have you been doing well recently? I didn't call me when I returned to China. Could it be that I forgot your brother Chawo?" Old Chawo's exaggerated voice came from the microphone.
When he came over, Tang Feng was slightly stunned, then he smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"How could that be? Brother Chawo, I have encountered some trouble these two days and am so busy that I didn't say goodbye to you." Tang Feng said with a chuckling.
"Oh, my friend, have you forgotten the friendship of the Habsbao family? You can tell me if you have anything to do." Chavo said enthusiastically.
"Haha, it's nothing big, it's all solved now." Tang Feng frowned and said lightly: "Is it okay for Brother Chawo to call me?"
"Oh yes, I was so happy last time I drank that I forgot the serious business. Damn it. My dear friend, Death, how did you think about it last time?" Chawo asked.
Tang Feng was slightly stunned. He refused Chawo's words because he was not good at rejecting Chawo in person, for fear that the mafia boss who had an inexplicable favoritism for him would not be able to hold him down, so he specially asked that Feer to take Chawo before leaving.
By the way, what does he mean when he asks this?
"Brother Chawo, I don't understand. I think that Mr. Fer should have conveyed my meaning to you, right?" Tang Feng asked tentatively.
Chawo, who was opposite, seemed a little surprised and exclaimed: "Is there any? Why don't I know?"
"Didn't he tell you my words? Then you might as well ask him to ask."
"It's really damn, it's all my fault for being too anxious. Fair has already gone to see God. If I had known you asked him to convey it, I should have listened to him first." Chawo sighed.
Tang Feng was slightly stunned and said in confusion: "What do you mean? I don't quite understand!"
"Actually nothing. Fair told me that you were very dissatisfied with what he did, so I sent him to see God." Chavo said relaxedly.
"You killed him for this reason? Didn't you let him do that?" Tang Feng smiled bitterly and frowned. Poor Ferr, who originally wanted to say a few good words to him in front of Old Chawo, but now he looks at it
Come, you have to ask God to speak for him.
"Oh, my dear God of Death, it doesn't matter if you misunderstand him, don't misunderstand me. I just asked him to give you a gift that will satisfy you. Who knew that this fool did such a stupid thing. He beat your friend
Oh my God, you know that our Habsbao family always respects friends very much. He actually made my friend angry. I would never keep such a person."
Tang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly again. What's the matter? He beat Chawo's subordinates, and Chawo not only wasn't angry, but instead killed the boy to calm his dissatisfaction. Oh, poor Fair, I wish you rest in peace. Tang
Feng muttered in his heart, and Bianfeier also tried to test whether Lao Chawo really treated him as a friend, but now it seems that Chawo is not just treating him as a friend? This is treating him as a friend.
"Then, that's really a pity." Tang Feng really didn't know what else to say.
"Okay, let's get back to the topic, Death, I think you have been thinking about it for a long time, and now you should give me an answer." Chawo put away his smile and said in a serious voice.
Tang Feng smiled and took a deep breath and said, "Sorry, Brother Chawo, I cannot fully agree to your request."
"Oh??You can't agree to that point?"
"Martial artillery." Tang Feng said softly. As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Feng felt that he could hear his heartbeat. He didn't want to reject him in person. After all, once this world-class underworld godfather gets angry, the consequences will be very good.
Seriously. But now that Chawo has asked, he must give the other party a clear answer.
"Can you give me a reason? The conditions I give you are several times more than the war!" Chawo asked incredible.
After saying that, Tang Feng was no longer nervous. He chuckled and said, "It's very simple. The war is kind to me, and without war, there would be no death today. At that time, ungratefulness is the most important thing.
It's shameful, so I can't promise you."
"Oh, my friend, do you know, the joke you told is really not funny at all. War may be kind to you, but you have also made enough money for the war! Although others call us gangsters,
I always think that we are the purest businessmen! As businessmen, we only strive for two words, that is profit!"
Tang Feng shook his head gently and said, "Sorry, Brother Chawo, it seems that our views are somewhat different. In short, I will not agree to you in this matter."
After being silent on the other side of the phone for a long time, Chawo sighed and said, "Aren't you planning to change your mind?"