I looked at Zhang Jun in surprise, and then asked tentatively: "It's that B from Lao Xian again, is he selling me?"
"Haha, he is your loyal bitch. He lies without blinking an eye. Can I ask the actual situation? It's Xiaoyou. I called her first. Later she called me back and said that you came to Chongqing to worship Buddha. When I heard about it, I knew something was wrong with you, so I booked a flight and came back."
Zhang Jun said helplessly.
"Haha, I'm fine."
"You fucking scared me to death. My friends from the hospital said that their rivals have come to the hospital to punish you. Damn it, I thought you had to let someone offend you." Zhang Jun looked at me again and looked at me. Nothing happened to me, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who is this guy? Have you asked?" I asked quickly.
"Zhang Wanguo, I've met him several times before." Zhang Jun said casually.
"What kind of strength does he have? Can we talk about it?"
"In Chongqing, how can you not deal with him if you have the strength, haha." Zhang Jun smiled and said half seriously and half jokingly.
"hehe."
I smiled too.
"Let's go, find a place, and I'll arrange it for you."
Zhang Jun said to me.
"Where is your wife?"
“Just relaxing in Sanya.”
Zhang Jun replied and dragged me into the car.
Later, Wu Honggang, myself, Da Pen, Zhang Jun and Li Ning went to the hotel together with their driver and friends.
At the dinner table, I introduced everyone to each other, and then it was time to drink and eat, and no one mentioned anything about my partner.
That night, after drinking, Zhang Jun arranged for us to stay in a villa.
The next day, at half past six in the afternoon.
The entrance of the villa.
Everyone gathered together, but Zhang Jun only brought one driver and sat in the car waiting. When he saw us, he said directly: "Let's go, Zhang Wanguo asked us to talk."
"You're the only one." Wu Honggang asked in shock.
"Haha, we are just talking about something. How many people should I bring with me? In Chongqing, I would have to bring more than ten people with me to go over and talk to him. Then wouldn't I have stayed here for so long in vain? "Zhang Jun smiled.
"How is Zhang Wanguo doing in Chongqing?" Wu Honggang asked with a frown.
"It's considered a high-end circle." Zhang Jun answered truthfully.
"What about you?" Wu Honggang asked curiously.
"Ah, I'm nothing, haha." Zhang Jun smiled and then shouted: "Get in the car."
After the conversation, everyone got in the car without saying a word.
Zhang Jun drove an A8, and Li Ning drove the Buick Businessman with a foreign license plate. Then the two cars went straight to the gambling game where the conflict occurred that day.
Forty minutes later.
We came to the big iron gate again. Before we got out of the car, we saw seven or eight middle-aged people getting out of a luxury car parked next to the big iron gate. These people were all thirty-five years old and above, well-dressed, facing kind.
"Hey, Jun, long time no see."
The leader is about 1.73 meters tall and slightly stout. The suits he wears also adhere to the style of the older generation of gangsters. They are all slightly fat and the cuffs can cover half of the palms.
"Haha, I don't need to call you a friend."
Zhang Jun shook hands with him and replied with a smile.
"Ah, no, they came over and wanted to play for a while, and we happened to meet them."
Zhang Wanguo explained casually with a smile on his face.
"You called so many people, and I'm going to give you a lecture. Can you come down?" Zhang Jun still asked half seriously and half jokingly.
"Haha, if you want to lecture me, I'll just listen." Zhang Wanguo was slightly stunned and said very politely.
"You've made progress again, haha."
Zhang Jun pointed at him and said something, then stepped inside.
"Jun, why don't you introduce these guys to me?" Zhang Wanguo asked.
"If it's necessary to get to know each other, we'll talk about it later."
Zhang Jun replied without hesitation, and then led us into the iron gate.
Ten minutes later.
In the VIP room, Zhang Jun touched his head, frowned and lit a cigarette, then remained silent.
"Jun, your friend didn't say that you two knew each other, that's why this little conflict arose, and now you're back."
Zhang Wanguo asked the waiter to pour tea, and then sat next to Zhang Jun, wanting to explain a few words.
"Snapped."
Zhang Jun threw the lighter on the table, then turned around and asked, "I have something to do, right?"
"Jun, that manager has been playing with me for a long time, and he doesn't know the situation. Look, I asked him to get some money." Zhang Wanguo was silent for a while, and wanted to discuss it again.
"Haha, you are richer than me." Zhang Jun asked, licking his lips.
"That's not true."
"Wan Guo, I, Zhang Jun, have been in Chongqing for a long time, but have you ever seen me bully others?" Zhang Jun asked directly.
"Of course not."
Zhang Wanguo nodded and replied.
"Then have you heard that my friend has been bullied?" Zhang Jun asked again.
Zhang Wanguo fell silent immediately. After thinking for a long time, he shouted into the room: "Ziliang, come out."
"Bang."
The door inside was pushed open, and the manager who organized the war before came out with a pale face.
"I called you Brother Wan Guo first, but you didn't listen to him and sent someone to the hospital later, right?"
Zhang Jun raised his head and asked.
"right."
The manager was silent for a moment and admitted through gritted teeth.
"Brother Wan Guo, did I tell you that they are my friends, Zhang Jun?"
Zhang Jun asked, pointing at us.
"told."
"Haha, what do you mean? Do you think I, Zhang Jun, am nothing more than a dog or a basket case? Or do you think you can play with me?" Zhang Jun asked in return.
"Brother Jun, the one they shot here is my brother."
The manager frowned and said, and then continued: "I was impulsive, so we won't say anything else, okay."
"Okay, then you can do it yourself."
Zhang Jun nodded immediately.
"Pfft."
The manager gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground, then took out a military thorn and stabbed himself twice in the thigh.
"Si."
Blood spurted out instantly, and the manager was trembling all over. He clutched the military thorn, raised his head and asked, "Brother Jun, can you do that?"
Zhang Jun looked down at him and said nothing.
The manager's palms were covered with sweat. He held the spur and pointed it at his other leg, about to prick it again.
"okay."
I sat on the edge, held my chin, and shouted expressionlessly.
"Snapped."
After listening to what I said, Zhang Jun opened his handbag, took out 50,000 yuan, threw it to the manager on the ground, then looked at him and said calmly: "I never bully people, but I also don't fucking let anyone do it. I, Zhang Jun, have bullied many people. I don’t need to tell you how many times I have bullied them. Remember, in Chongqing, as long as I don’t bother you, you can still survive.”
Zhang Wanguo was thoughtful when he heard what you said.