If Mazi only knew Du San, it would not matter. After all, Mr. Du San had such a big flag planted there. Anyone who had been to the Four-Nine City would have a hard time not knowing.
But the fact that Chu Heng is Du San's backer is not something ordinary people can find out.
It seems like this guy didn't lie.
Even if you haven't had a drink with Jiang Hao, you may still know someone who knows some inside information!
"Brother Mazi."
At this time, a gangster leader at the table handed over a cigarette with a curious face and asked: "How powerful are the Du San and Chu Heng you are talking about?"
Hearing this, other people also cast their eyes over, all curious.
The knowledge of these people can be said to be that of a group of frogs in a well. They do not have a very intuitive understanding of the names of the most stubborn masters and top disciples of the Four-Nine City.
Mazi also enjoyed the feeling of being noticed. Although he was just a frog that had just jumped out of the well, compared with these people, he felt full of superiority.
He shook the ashes of his cigarette with a smile, and glanced disdainfully at these ignorant bumpkins, but did not answer their questions. Instead, he turned his attention to Zheng Jun: "Why don't you ask me, Junzi, why are you asking me? He is in Beijing."
Don’t you know better than me when you come back?”
Mazi also wanted to show off for a while longer.
But he knew his own affairs well. He had only heard people talk about Du San and Chu Heng. He actually didn't know much about how powerful they were.
So it’s better to throw the topic to the person who asked the question quickly.
After all, he was coming back from Beijing, and he was the one who started the topic. He was afraid that if he was pretending to be coquettish and not understanding, he would try his best to make things more fun in the end.
But the big guy didn't know what he was thinking. He thought he was taking Qiao here. Fat Dragon, who usually couldn't stand Mazi, frowned unhappily, then turned to Zheng Jun and said, "Come on, Junzi."
, you can tell us all about it and we will gain some insights."
Hearing this, Zheng Jun sipped his wine happily and said slowly: "Okay, since everyone wants to hear it, I will tell you."
Mazi, who was smoking next to him, saw this and quietly pricked up his ears.
"Let's talk about Mr. Du first. He is definitely a man who stomps his feet and makes people tremble all over the city. With a casual greeting, he has 1,800 people at his disposal, including many big factories and big companies.
When the leaders of the unit see him, they must treat him politely and call him "Sir" politely. That's really majestic!"
Hearing this, everyone at the dinner table, including Mazi, who had just jumped out of the well, couldn't help but look forward to it, wishing to take his place.
At this moment, Zheng Jun leaned forward and continued with a mysterious look on his face: "But I heard from my elder brother Cen Hao that in fact, in his earliest days, Mr. Du Sanye was the helper of the big courtyard boys.
Although he has some status in the stubborn master's circle, it is far less than what he has now!"
"He was able to quickly gain momentum in less than a year, all because of one person!"
"Is it Chu Heng?"
A gangster leader was like reading a novel about the aftermath. Seeing that he paused in the middle of his sentence, he couldn't wait to urge him: "Brother Junzi, tell me quickly, what's going on?"
"Why are you in a hurry? Take a sip first."
Zheng Jun picked up the wine glass with a smile, clinked it with the guys, acted like a big boss, and then continued: "Yes, it's because of Master Chu Heng Chu!"
"I heard that Master Chu seemed to be lacking someone to help him at that time. It happened that Mr. Du came to seek refuge with him, and because he did things beautifully, he was put in a more important position. It didn't take long for him to become what he is today with Master Chu's support."
"No more?"
Fei Long looked over in astonishment, scratching his head and looking uncomfortable: "I would rather tell you how Mr. Du was reused and how he gained momentum little by little."
What's the difference between this and watching a story about sex, where the author just throws out a bunch of ellipses at a crucial moment?!
Why don't you play with people?
How much money is missing from you!
Seeing that everyone looked dissatisfied with their desires, Zheng Jun shrugged helplessly: "Don't look at me like that. I'm not Master Du San. I don't know how he got so powerful."
"Hey, after talking for a long time, you still don't know." Mazi also looked disappointed, sighed, and said: "Tsk, then tell me about Chu Heng, do you know about him?"
"I know this for sure!"
Zheng Jun frowned and crossed his legs again. Just when he was about to tell them about Chu Heng's various glorious deeds, the door to the private room was suddenly kicked open from the outside!
"Bang!"
The door opened with a bang, hitting the wall hard and shaking off a cloud of dust.
Immediately, he saw Jiang Zhuolin, surrounded by several police officers with guns and ammunition, entering the house with his hands behind his back, grinning at everyone: "Are you guys ready to drink?"
When all the gangsters in the room saw this Lord of Hell, they immediately froze on the spot.
My heart was filled with shock at first, then fear, depression, and then anger.
They all looked at Zheng Jun, the organizer of the dinner, and subconsciously thought that this was a trap set by him and Jiang Zhuolin!
Mazi's eyes were about to burst, he grabbed the cup on the table and threw it away: "The surname is Zheng!! I'm not done with you!"
"It's none of my business!" Zheng Jun hurriedly dodged the cup, then struggled to stand up and shouted to Jiang Zhuolin at the door: "Jiang Bureau, it's me, Zheng Jun, Zheng Jun under Master Chu!"
"Um?"
Jiang Zhuolin heard the voice and frowned: "Why are you here?"
When Mazi and others saw this, they were immediately confused.
What's going on?
From what I hear, it doesn't sound like they are colluding.
But why do they still look so familiar?
Moreover, Zheng Jun seemed to have mentioned Master Chu just now. Could he be the Master Chu with hands and eyes as bright as the sky?
When Zheng Jun saw that Jiang Zhuolin didn't ignore him, he was overjoyed and hurried over, smiling apologetically and handing over a cigarette: "Can we take a step to talk?"
Jiang Zhuolin glanced at him lightly, hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked out of the room.
Zheng Jun wiped the beads of sweat from his head and hurriedly followed.
A few moments.
The two returned.
Jiang Zhuolin glanced coldly at the group of rotten garlics in the room who were already as frightened as quails, and hummed: "You guys, please be more honest from now on. If you dare to do anything else again, I will skin you!"
After saying that, he waved his hand again and led the people out of the private room.
In just a few minutes, Mazi, Feilong and others, who had traveled from hell to heaven, stared blankly at the empty corridor, their minds filled with confusion.
This, this, this... what on earth is going on!
"Oh my God!"
Zheng Jun was wailing and slumped on a chair at the door. He felt his calves trembling and his heart was filled with a bitter smile.
It's better this time. He doesn't have to waste time introducing Master Chu to them. We can meet him directly.
Well, very intuitive!
Fei Long and others also came back to their senses at this time, looked at him quickly, and started asking questions.
"Junzi, what on earth is going on?"
"That's it, how did you and King Jiang Yan know each other?"
