Jerry suddenly stood up from his chair, his face changed drastically, and the cold light made the boy who came to report the news turn pale with fright, lowering his head and not daring to speak.
"Let's go down and take a look." Jerry immediately walked quickly downstairs, and soon came to the door of the club. There were two black vans parked here. The doors were opened, and there was a bloody smell. The smell floats faintly in the air with the breeze.
When Jerry saw this scene, his eyes almost popped out of his head. His endless rage and anger made the boys around him afraid to express their anger.
"Lacy..." Jerry looked at the corpses in the car in disbelief. They were all members of the white gang, and they all died tragically.
"Boss, in addition to our brother's body, we also found a piece of paper." Although a man felt guilty, he still walked over with a piece of paper.
There is not much content on the paper: Jerry, I, Ye Zhengrong, have written down today's revenge. This is regarded as interest, and I will definitely pay it back twice as much in the future.
"Fake Squid..." Jerry roared angrily and tore the paper in his hand to pieces, feeling more humiliated than ever before.
"Ye Zhengrong, Chinese gang, I, Jerry, will not be a human until I destroy you." Jerry's face turned purple with anger, and a strong murderous intention emerged from his body, scaring all the younger brothers around him.
"Where is the person who drove over? Have you caught him?" Jerry looked around and asked angrily.
"Run, run away..." said a younger brother.
"Bang."
Jerry kicked out the younger brother who was replying. The man was immediately kicked out and fell several meters away. He was presumed unconscious and his life or death was unknown.
"Trash, they are all a bunch of fucking trash. Find out what happened and who killed Lacy." Jerry roared.
"Gather all the leaders and ask them to come to see me immediately. This Ye Zhengrong is going too far." Jerry had never been so humiliated before, and he immediately swore that he would definitely avenge this humiliation. I must pay double the amount back to Ye Zhengrong.
In another place, the Blue Moon Club, Ye Zhengrong and Ye Qian were sitting face to face. There were two wine glasses and a bottle of valuable red wine on the table.
Ye Zhengrong opened the red wine and poured a glass for himself and Ye Qian.
"Boss, Dr. Zhang said you can't drink alcohol." Luo Tong reminded Ye Zhengrong in good faith when he saw Ye Zhengrong wanted to drink.
"It's okay. I know my body best. I'm very happy today. I have to have a drink with brother Ye Qian to enjoy it." Ye Zhengrong declined Luo Tong's kindness and insisted on picking up the glass, looking at it with a smile on his face. By Ye Qian.
Luo Tong hesitated for a while, and finally stepped aside. He knew very well what Ye Zhengrong was thinking. For Ye Zhengrong, the most important thing now is to find a suitable successor. This has always been Ye Zhengrong's. Rong's worries.
But since Ye Zhengrong met Ye Qian, this worry has slowly been solved, because Ye Qian's performance and everything he has done has been greatly appreciated by Ye Zhengrong, especially this time. , which surprised Ye Zhengrong even more.
Luo Tong already knows that in Ye Zhengrong's heart, he has completely regarded Ye Qian as his successor. This is probably the reason why Ye Zhengrong brought Ye Qian to the Blue Moon Club. Ye Zhengrong is planning to attack Ye Qian. Qian talked about taking over.
"Brother, your performance today really surprised me. I didn't expect that you alone could kill all of the white gang's Laxi and others. Your ability is greater than I thought. I really did I saw you right." Ye Zhengrong said these words completely from the heart.
There is no other person in the entire Chinese Gang who can receive such a high evaluation from Ye Zhengrong, because Ye Zhengrong is already an amazing hero. The only person who can make him feel inferior is the entire city of Duolun, not to mention the Chinese Gang. Ye Zhengrong has never served anyone.
Only, now Ye Zhengrong is truly impressed by Ye Qian. Whether it is in terms of strategy, courage, talent, or skill, Ye Zhengrong is convinced. Of course, the most important thing is that Ye Zhengrong has followed Ye Qian. Qian saw in him the kind of brotherhood that was as rare as his own.
"Brother, I understand your thoughts and feelings. I have to thank you for what happened today." Ye Qian could feel Ye Zhengrong's sincerity towards him, and he was deeply moved. Ye Qian feels that a brother and friend like Ye Zhengrong will be a lifelong treasure and a brother worth cherishing throughout his life.
Ye Zhengrong knew what Ye Qian meant by thanking him, which was to come forward to seek justice for the brother who died in the Sanjiang Road Bar Street.
"These are all what I should do. Li Hong deserves it. It is not a pity for such a person to die." Ye Zhengrong felt a little regretful. What he regretted was not Li Hong's death, but that Li Hong's death could not bring back so many innocent people. Brother who died in vain.
"Come, let us brothers have a drink. This is to celebrate your coming to power. We are also happy for the brothers in Sanjiang Road Bar Street to be able to follow such a big brother like you." Ye Zhengrong said and handed the cup over.
Ye Qian did not hesitate, knowing that some things, such as wine, are the best way to witness brotherhood.
The two clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly they felt that their hearts had never been closer, as if their hearts had become connected under the influence of the glass of wine just now.
Immediately, Ye Zhengrong was about to fill up the wine for himself again. It seemed that the glass of wine just now was far from satisfying. Drinking alone is boring drinking. Drinking with two people, if they have their own agenda, it is just for socializing. .
Only when two people cherish each other and know each other well, will the artistic conception of "wine with a close friend and a thousand glasses of wine be too few" be reflected.
Ye Qian also felt that he had not drunk enough, one cup was too little, but Ye Qian understood Ye Zhengrong's body better. For him, drinking was a chronic form of suicide.
"Brother, we are close friends. Even if we don't drink, we still care about each other. We are all Chinese. Since ancient times, Chinese people have talked about meeting friends with tea. Why don't we be more elegant and imitate the ancients to make friends with tea." Ye Qian looked at Ye Zhengrong with a smile.
Although Luo Tong remained silent at the side, when he heard Ye Qian's words, he was moved in his heart and thought to himself: "Is this a confidant?"
Ye Zhengrong looked at the sincerity on Ye Qian's face and immediately smiled and said: "Okay, let's be elegant for a while. I really have a lot of good tea here. Normally I would not be willing to drink it. Now is the time, and Brother, please enjoy our Chinese tea."
Making tea is a delicate skill, especially the better the tea, the more exquisite it is, and there is no need to be impatient at all. Therefore, there is an old Chinese saying: Tea ceremony nourishes people and nourishes the nature.
"I must also know my health. I'm afraid that my time is running out and I don't know when I will have to say goodbye to this world." When Ye Zhengrong said this, he felt helpless and unwilling.
Ye Zhengrong is a legend in the entire Chinatown. When everyone hears the name Ye Zhengrong, they will subconsciously give a thumbs up and sigh that this is a real hero.
But fate is such a ****, no one knows what she is thinking. No matter how glorious a person is, once fate wants to kill them all, then no matter how powerful the hero is, he can only look up to the sky and sigh with envy of the talented people.
"Brother, maybe things are not as bad as we imagined." Although Ye Qian is not very proficient in medical skills, he can also sense signs of declining vitality from Ye Zhengrong.
But people are always selfish. For things they don't want to see or accept, they will always subconsciously think about the good and comfort themselves.
"Brother's body, I understand it better than anyone else. These days, I have finally figured it out. Life and death are determined by destiny." Ye Zhengrong said with a wry smile, and drank the cup of tea in front of him in one gulp, completely losing his taste. The interest of tea.
"It's just that, brother, I have something on my mind. If I can't put it to rest, I won't be able to rest in peace even if I die." Ye Zhengrong looked at Ye Qian.
Ye Qian's expression changed and he said: "Brother, as long as the younger brother can do it, I will never refuse."
"Okay, okay, okay." A glimmer of light flashed in Ye Zhengrong's eyes, what he was waiting for was Ye Qian's words.
Ye Zhengrong has worked hard for most of his life. Today's foundation is hard-won and it is a pity to abandon it. More importantly, the current situation of the Chinese Gang is that once Ye Zhengrong falls, the Chinese Gang will be in danger. Without other people's occupation, civil strife alone is enough to push the Chinese gang to the brink of destruction.
Therefore, this is the real reason why Ye Zhengrong has been looking for a suitable successor. Ye Zhengrong is a person who values friendship and kindness, and the Chinese Gang is almost regarded as his own family by Ye Zhengrong. He is I absolutely don’t want to see the Chinese gang fall.
"Once I fall, the existing balance of our Chinese gang will be broken. At that time, the ambitious Han Dong and the rebellious Qiu Hanjiang will never recognize Hua Hansheng as the gang leader. By then, no one else will be needed Come and fight our Chinese Gang. The civil strife in our Chinese Gang will be enough to push the Chinese Gang to the brink of destruction." Ye Zhengrong said meaningfully. This is also the embarrassing situation of the Chinese Gang that anyone with a discerning eye can see.
"So, this has always been the biggest worry for me. If we want to maintain this three-party check and balance situation, we must have someone who can succeed me and shock Han Dong and Qiu Hanjiang." Ye Zhengrong looked at Ye Qian. , eyes full of admiration.
"Brother, you are the candidate that I have been looking for for so long. I hope that you can take over my position after my death. I believe that you will not only be able to maintain the current situation, but may even lead our Chinese gang. Take it to the next level." Ye Zhengrong looked at Ye Qian incredulously, full of trust in Ye Qian.
Ye Qian's expression changed when he heard Ye Zhengrong's words. Although Ye Qian had already guessed it, when Ye Zhengrong actually said it, there was still a complicated feeling in it.
"Brother, I really don't want that day to come." Ye Qian groaned, frowned, and drank the cup of tea in front of him in one gulp.