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Chapter 211 Resolving Conflicts

Ling Xue is a figure at the senior level of the Black Taoist Conference.

Many years ago, she participated in a mafia convention as the most powerful boss in Southeast China. It is said that when she first participated in this convention, there was a mafia boss from the Middle East who looked down on her and even deliberately made things difficult for her.

Got her.

After the meeting, in less than a week, the black boss from Zhong was killed.

Also killed were several of the gangster's right-hand men.

The power of the black boss also collapsed in an instant.

Since then, Ling Xue has had a nickname in the underworld all over the world.

Bloody butterfly.

It is precisely because of this that Ling Xue made a Mexican drug lord give up her position with just one look, one because of her seniority and the other because of her reputation as Bloody Butterfly.

Because women are petty-minded, men may become friends with their enemies because of interests. But for the Butterfly Club, whoever is an enemy will remain an enemy for life, the kind that cannot be relaxed or resolved.

This is unreasonable to many black bosses, so many black bosses would rather offend other black bosses than offend Ling Xue.

Because you don't consider the so-called interests at all, only whether you are happy or not.

This is unreasonable. As a human being, you must always be reasonable. If you are unreasonable, how can you make friends, right? Although we are gangsters, gangsters are also reasonable.

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Of course, these are all things for later. Zhao Gangjun still doesn't know that his aunt has such a domineering nickname.

The meeting had been going on for more than an hour at this point.

Everyone is speaking freely.

Chen Haonan seems unusually low-key.

He glanced at Zhao Gangjun from time to time, then lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Soon, the day passed like this.

The conference is over.

People have some new plans and ideas for the future development of the underworld. These plans and ideas are the real significance of this conference.

Everyone dispersed. Zhao Gangjun took Lin Shuya and Niu Yinlong separately and got into Ling Xue's car.

Back in Rabat, Ling Xue brought Zhao Gangjun and Lin Shuya to the hotel where she stayed.

Tonight, Ling Xue will entertain Zhao Gangjun here. This can be regarded as an elder's concern for the younger generation.

"I heard that after tomorrow's meeting, you will take action against Chen Haonan?" Ling Xue asked while cutting the steak.

"Um."

Zhao Gangjun nodded and said, "This is the purpose of my coming to this conference this time."

"The Rothschild family and Japan will not let you kill Chen Haonan so easily."

Ling Xue looked at Zhao Gangjun and said, "As for how deep the Rothschild family's heritage is, your father and I have never really understood this. If you act rashly, it is very likely that something will go wrong.

.”

"I have brought enough people."

Zhao Gangjun said sternly, "And we have also prepared planes. As long as the matter is successful, we will leave Morocco. Of course, in order to prevent the military from intercepting it, we have already had people invade the Moroccan military system in advance. It has to be said that compared to

The Pentagon and Morocco’s military system are scum.”

"The plan you made is the plan after you succeed. What if you don't succeed?"

Ling Xue asked.

"I don't know about this either."

Zhao Gangjun scratched his head and said, "Just do your best."

"I brought some people."

Ling Xue said calmly, "You can use it later. There are not many people, but they are all good enough."

"Thank you Aunt Lingxue."

Zhao Gangjun said with sincere gratitude, "However, this matter is between Sian and I, so there is no need to trouble Aunt Lingxue."

"What's your business is my business."

Ling Xue said with a straight face, "Why, I want to help you, but you're still not happy?"

"That's not it, of course it's not."

Zhao Gangjun quickly smiled and said, "Aunt Lingxue, what I mean is that if we are not sure about this matter, we will not do it rashly. After all, this is about more than just my comfort.

, so you can just watch with peace of mind. By the way, Aunt Lingxue, have you seen my dad?"

Ling Xue's face changed slightly and she said, "Why should I see him? Is he here?"

"As far as I know, he came to Morocco for you." Zhao Gangjun said cautiously.

"Ahem, I didn't see him."

Ling Xue coughed twice, then stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After saying that, Ling Xue turned and left.

"Aunt Lingxue and your dad are not together yet?" Lin Shuya asked in a low voice.

"I don't know what the situation is." Zhao Gangjun sighed and said, "Everyone is blessed. As juniors, we can't control that much."

"Um"

After dinner at Lingxue, it was already time to go to the hotel in the evening.

After Zhao Gangjun said goodbye to Ling Xue, he returned to his hotel, but he didn't try to scare Chen Haonan any more.

However, the more this happens, the more painful Chen Haonan becomes.

Because he knew Zhao Gangjun's plan, he expected that Zhao Gangjun would definitely come again tonight.

He was completely mentally prepared and firmly believed that he could guard against Zhao Gangjun's psychological attack this time. However, after waiting all night, he didn't even see a fart, let alone Zhao Gangjun.

This feeling of tense nerves made Chen Haonan almost collapse again.

"You should come!"

Chen Haonan punched the wall angrily. It was already dawn, but Zhao Gangjun hadn't appeared yet.

What's going on.

The conference enters its third day.

Compared with Chen Haonan's spirit before the conference started, they were completely two extremes.

Before the conference started, at the dinner, Chen Haonan and Zhao Gangjun were equally impressive, and their popularity at that time was extraordinary. At first glance, they were the best among black bosses. But now, Chen Haonan has two huge dark circles under his eyes, and his skin is saggy and pale.

The whole person felt as if he had been raped a hundred times.

The content of this third day's meeting is to reconcile some conflicts.

According to the organizers of the conference, there are no unsolvable knots in this world, and there are no lifelong enemies. If you have any conflicts, tell them. If they can be resolved, then resolve them, so that everyone can cooperate to make money in the future and contribute to the whole world.

Isn't it a good thing to contribute to the development of the world's underworld?

Originally, Zhao Gangjun thought this was a bit of a pain in the ass. He was a serious person, but how many people are so easy to talk to? Even if he reconciles with you on the surface, it is not impossible to stab you in the back, so this meeting is just nonsense.

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Unexpectedly, as soon as the meeting started, someone came to him!

The person who found him was a boss of the American Mafia named Wilkinson.

Zhao Gangjun had no impression of this person at all, so why did he become this person's enemy inexplicably?

"Zhao Gangjun, I know that Chinatown in the United States is now under your control. I have no objection at all. However, your Chinatown has all your plans on us now. Not only will you steal our business, but also

Have you gone too far in occupying our territory?" Wilkinson looked at Zhao Gangjun with a sinister look.

"These things are not my business."

Zhao Gangjun spread his hands and said, "American affairs are now under the supervision of Jasmine, so if there is anything, I hope you can negotiate with her."

"Is that madman?"

Wilkinson said solemnly, "If she was willing to talk, I wouldn't come here to talk to you. In recent times, she has had three of my men killed, destroyed one of my companies, and even robbed

Let me do some of our business on the east coast. I didn't really act harshly because of your relationship with Mr. Joe Anthony. If you continue to be uncontrolled, don't blame us for not giving you face."

"Mr. Wilkinson."

Zhao Gangjun said with a smile, "Since we are gangsters, how about grabbing land and business? If we don't grab business or territory, then are we still at home waiting for milk? As far as I know, now

The things Jasmine did were all things Chinatown did in the past. For example, the Donghai case and the business there were originally handled by the Kang family’s Chinatown. You took advantage of the Kang family’s problems and took away the territory. Now

, we are just taking the territory back, what’s wrong with that?”

"Don't forget, this is the United States, not your country!"

Wilkinson said angrily, "In the United States, you are gringos. Let me say the last word here. If your people don't give us back what they took from us, then we will no longer be polite to you."

, including all Chinese in the United States.”

"Then you're welcome."

Zhao Gangjun said with a smile, "I will also say the last word here. If you dare to anger the innocent Chinese in China, then I will kill your whole family."

"You're scaring me?!"

Wilkinson slapped the table and stood up, saying angrily, "Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you are the number one master."

"If you're not afraid, don't say anything. See if I can do it." Zhao Gangjun said calmly.

"you!!"

"Just be quiet, just be quiet."

At this time, Salva patted the table and said, "We are here to resolve conflicts, not to quarrel. If you want to quarrel, wait until you leave here to quarrel."

"Salva, they crossed the line too blatantly. All of us American gangsters will not tolerate this," Wilkinson said.

"When it comes to grabbing land, who cares whether it's more or less that crosses the line? According to what you said, if you people from Kansas go to Minnesota, does that mean you've crossed the line?" Zhao Gangjun asked.

"You are from China!"

"Mr. Joe Anthony said it well, the world is one big family. In this case, there is no distinction between Chinese and Americans. We are all one family. Whoever has the ability to do business can do it. Those who are not capable should step aside.

, or get out, it’s that simple, if you don’t accept it, just take it back.” Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.

Although Zhao Gangjun's tone was calm, it was so powerful that Wilkinson was speechless on the spot.

(I will go to Shanghai on the 17th to attend a StarCraft 1 China-Korea Carnival. StarCraft 1 is an old game. I’m going to remember it. That’s where all the memories of my youth are. Anyone who wants to remember it together,

You can also go there to see it, but you have to have a ticket to enter.)


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