In the afternoon, luxury cars parked in the parking space in front of the Wanghe Building from time to time, mostly Land Rovers, Cayennes, and Q7s. Perhaps these three SUVs are more domineering and popular among the people in the world. It is rare to see a big brother in society either alone or with a few or two.
A fierce little brother walked into Wanghe Tower one after another.
Hong Sihai's situation was wiped out, but his face is still good.
Almost all the nodding people on the street came to cheer, and the scene was spectacular.
Twenty or thirty years ago, some of these people stayed at the train station to have sex, some opened pornographic video parlors, and some ran small hotels that hid fallen women. Now they all look like dogs.
Big guys from all walks of life gathered together, and the dozens of parking spaces in front of Wanghe Tower were simply not enough. The cars that arrived later were parked on both sides of Binhe Road in front of Wanghe Tower, gradually occupying a section of more than 100 meters. Passers-by looked at this road that looked like a car exhibition site.
, was stunned and surprised, thinking that some big shot was booking a place in Wanghe Tower.
A traffic policeman was riding a police motorcycle passing Wanghe Tower. He saw the illegally parked luxury cars on both sides of the road. He was so excited that he stepped on the accelerator and wanted to issue a ticket. He saw clearly the license plates that have been remembered by most traffic policemen in Xijing.
, this guy immediately wilts, hesitates at a loss for a while, pretends like nothing is wrong, gets on his motorcycle, and dodges without issuing a ticket.
Under power, elder brothers are scum.
This is the kind of confidence only leaders at the municipal level and above have.
The little traffic policeman who rides his motorcycle around the streets every day and is exposed to wind and sun does not have such courage.
Hong Sihai's Rolls-Royce Phantom, Liu Jianguo's Bentley Continental, and Zheng Taisao's incredible Lamborghini Batcar made their final appearance.
Three big-brother-level heroes enjoyed the treatment of stars and stepped into Wanghe Tower.
"Master Hong..."
"Brother Liu..."
"Brother Tai..."
The people gathered in Wanghe Tower rushed to say hello to the three eldest brothers. Many of them were bastards who could exchange a few words with the three men. They regarded this as honor and bragging rights. After all, these three people were from their generation.
The legend is a symbol of an era in the Xijing arena.
Although the three of them are old, they are still brilliant.
The passage of time has not at all diluted the imprint they carved into the land of Xijing after the reform and opening up. The provincial party committee and the municipal party committee have changed one after another, but the foundation of the big brothers has never been shaken.
Hong Sihai was a little excited when he saw so many old brothers cheering for him. He grabbed an old brother who was lame, recalled the past, and said with emotion: "Da Liu, you were much more powerful than me back then. One person, a boning knife,
Fighting with those veterans of the Vietnam War in the grain depot, seven of them fell down. If you hadn't injured your leg, you would definitely be doing better than me now."
The lame old bastard was so excited when he heard what Mr. Hong said that he was trembling all over, as if he had gone back to more than 20 years ago. At that time, when he used the knife, Hong Sihai in front of him was a little afraid of him. If his legs were not lame, he would be like today.
The achievements go far beyond opening two bathhouses and this Wanghe Tower.
Unfortunately, life cannot be repeated.
What is past is past forever.
When he thought of this, his face, which was flushed with excitement, quickly dimmed. He held Hong Sihai's hand and said, "A good man may not mention his bravery in the past, but now Xijing belongs to you, Mr. Hong."
"That's not right. Xijing is not my world, it is the world of our brothers." Hong Sihai said with a bold smile, and the others suddenly agreed.
Liu Jianguo kept a low profile and did not make impassioned remarks.
Zheng Tai has always been a maverick, only talking to a few big gangsters who are close to him, and disdain to talk to minor characters.
Inside the Wanghe Building, the atmosphere was lively, with a group of old Jianghu people spitting and chatting about the past. They all seemed to be ten or twenty years younger, full of pride.
Outside Wanghe Tower.
A white Aston Martin and an Audi A6 appear.
There was no place to park, so Yang Chen had no choice but to park the car on the side of the road, push the door and get out of the car. Shitou Longjiu in the Audi A6 got out of the car without any hurry, and stood on either side of Yang Chen, one on the left and one on the right, like two door gods, Shitou
He raised his eyes and looked around, and sneered: "Hong Sihai really gave us face, it's quite a pomp."
"These rags are as good as scaring a child." Long Jiu pouted nonchalantly. He was very aware of the leader's strength. He used armed helicopters, armored vehicles, and various heavy weapons to make big moves abroad. These rags were used to scare him.
Boss...it's a joke.
"Let's go in."
Yang Chen smiled casually and strode towards Wanghe Tower.
The three muscular men walked side by side, attracting attention, especially Yang Chen in the middle, who was so handsome and domineering that the little girl on the roadside was almost dumbfounded.
In Wanghe Tower, there were dozens of people sitting on the first floor and dozens of people sitting on the second floor. All of them had evil eyes and stared at Yang Chen, who was leisurely walking up to the third floor, as if they were looking at a dying fool.
Also, Yang Chen, an outsider, was provoking the entire Xijing underworld.
Any local gangster with a right mind would think this is tantamount to seeking death.
Yang Chen acted as if no one was around and climbed to the third floor. There were more people on the third floor. It was estimated that all the first- and second-tier gangsters from Xijing were here. Hong Sihai and others did not wait in the private room, but sat at the round table in the middle of the hall, chatting with the old brothers.
After chatting nonsense, Yang Chen showed up, and the big brothers looked at him sideways.
"Are you Yang Chen?"
Before the eldest brothers could say anything, the bald man who had previously scared away the tea drinkers in front of Wanghe Tower jumped out first, pointed at Yang Chen's forehead unscrupulously, and shouted questions arrogantly.
"Ma, take your hands away and get away." Shitou gritted his teeth and stared at the bald head that popped out. He knew this guy, nicknamed Brother Xiaoma, Zheng Tai's top horse, Chen Biao's brother-in-law, and a rising star of the Xijing underworld. He was ruthless and despicable.
He was a low-ranking person. He once had conflicts with him because of taking on a project. They fought several battles in private, but no one was able to win over or scare the other.
"Shitou, you are still so crazy at this time, I tell you, today new and old hatreds are forged together, and all three of you will be unlucky." Little Ma was domineering.
Hong Sihai smiled and said nothing.
Liu Jianguo frowned and stared at Yang Chen.
Zheng Tai was happy that his little brother was in the limelight, so he kept silent and watched the fun.
Obviously, these big brothers wanted to show off their power to Yang Chen first. Yang Chen didn't move at all, and his face didn't change. This guy didn't move, which didn't mean he was allowing Brother Ma to be arrogant. Long Jiu, who was wearing a coat on a hot day, moved and stepped forward to hug him.
While touching Brother Ma's neck, the triangular spur hidden in his sleeve slipped out of his hand.
Before Xiao Ma's mind could turn around, in his daze, the three-sided military thorn in Long Jiu's hand had already stabbed into his stomach three times in a row!
"roll...."
Long Jiu stabbed the person cleanly and pushed Xiao Ma away. The dumbfounded Xiao Ma took seven or eight steps back and fell to the ground. The three wounds on his stomach were bleeding profusely.
At this time, people on Hong Sihai's side understood what was going on. Some showed fear on their faces, or gasped. Some people stood up in shock. The old gangsters who had been playing ruthlessly for most of their lives suddenly felt that they were really old and a little uncomfortable.
Adapt to this world.
Yang Chen didn't look at Brother Ma, only looked at Hong Sihai who looked unnatural, and sneered slightly.
Liu Jianguo, who was beside Hong Sihai, searched for a long time, and suddenly thought of a person, the mysterious young man covered with scars whom he met in the golf club swimming pool some time ago.
