Tangtang was wearing a tight-fitting suit and stood on the ceremony stage, speaking eloquently of congratulations.
After Lao Xian was brought in, he sat on the reception table at the end by himself. Then he grabbed a bottle of white wine, opened it, and took two sips.
"Bah bang bang."
As the applause rang out, Tang Tang handed the microphone to the host, and then walked down the steps. He took the towel from the attendant in his hand, nodded to the familiar people with a smile, and finally came to Lao Xian's table.
"Pfft."
Tang Tang looked at the old immortal with a smile, and then sat opposite him.
Lao Xian drank wine with an expressionless face and looked at him.
"Haha, what's going on? Why are you so drunk that you're so upset?"
Tangtang lit up an unlabeled white box special cigarette, curled his lips and asked with his legs crossed.
"If something happens, just say it, okay."
Lao Xian was holding a wine bottle in his right hand and covering his ribs with his left hand, and replied with an expressionless face.
"I'll make a phone call, please listen."
Tangtang immediately took out his cell phone, dialed the number directly, pressed the speakerphone button, and placed it on the table.
"Hey, Tangtang."
A middle-aged voice sounded.
"Where are you."
Tangtang asked directly.
"I've arrived at the place. These B.s are pretty good at hiding. It took me a long time to find Jiang Jing's friend. He was in Zhonghai Garden. I even saw Jiang Jing's car. His friend You just made a phone call in front of me, and all five of them are upstairs."
The middle-aged man replied concisely and clearly.
"Haha, damn it, don't yell, don't do anything, if anything happens you have to call the police."
Tangtang replied with a smile.
"I.Fuck.You.Mom,."
When the old immortal heard this, he became furious and stood up holding the stool.
"What are you doing? What happened?"
Tangtang held a cigarette in his right hand, hung up the phone, then raised his head and said, "Look, there are respectable people around here. Can you have some quality?"
The old immortal stared at Tangtang, his teeth clenching.
"You lose, my friend."
Tang Tang looked at the old immortal, then took a puff of cigarette, and continued: "Old immortal, you heard clearly, I give you two plans, first, I call the police, Jiang Jing and the others will enter the fence immediately, Huo Hai's forensic examination has been completed. He must not have escaped from serious injuries. Jiang Jing and He Zi are the principal culprits. With the interpersonal relationships of Huo Hai's family, it will not be difficult to kill them for fifteen years. For the other three accomplices, each of them will be at least ten years. Second, I spent money to buy you and Wang Mingliang’s Taihe shares. I, Tangtang, am not bullying you. I asked a formal appraisal company to estimate the price. They set the price, and I paid 20% less. You see. ,Ok."
The old immortal listened to Tangtang's words and clenched his fists tightly.
"What are you still insisting on? Yuzhai is all broken up. Can you afford two Taihes? If you sell me, you can still keep Jiang Jing and the others. If you sell others, you can't watch them go in. It's over. It makes me excited."
Tangtang pointed at the old immortal and said sonorously.
The old immortal stared at Tangtang, frowned, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, raised his neck and drank, the spicy white wine made him choke to tears.
Ten years of struggle.
Ten years of hard work.
While we move forward with our heads held high, too many friends have fallen on this road.
Taihe does not belong to just a few people, it belongs to many people.
It poured the old immortal's youth into it and consumed his temples white. Each brick and each steel bar in these two cold tall buildings has its story.
Now, time is not waiting for us, our friends are also leaving us, and Tangtang's pressing step by step will make it collapse.
No one knows what Lao Xian is feeling in his heart at this moment, and no one knows the sadness and helplessness he feels when he is about to make the decision to sell out for those who have died.
"Dong,."
Lao Xian took a sip of the wine in the bottle and smashed the bottle on the table. Then he put his hands on the table and said, "Come on, call your team over and I'll sign it for you."
"Uh-huh."
Tangtang stood up, pointed at Lao Xian and said, "You are the most sensible person in Xiangnan's gang. Don't worry, I will definitely give you the money. Let's go upstairs and chat."
After saying that, Tangtang turned around and left.
At this moment, the main entrance of the lobby.
A middle-aged man of about thirty-three years old, already slightly overweight. He wears a black T-shirt and has a crew cut. The sports pants and white card-edged cloth shoes that were popular in the 1980s have been circulated in the city. , too long, too long.
Behind him were three people, all in their thirties and above. Both of them carried canvas bags on their shoulders, and their eyes were always scanning the surroundings uneasily.
"Good evening, sir, please show me your invitation."
The waiter stood at the door, nodded and said.
"hehe."
The middle-aged leader smiled, then stretched out his hand to push his head away, and said without stopping: "I don't need invitations wherever I go."
The waiter was stunned.
The middle-aged man has walked behind Tangtang.
"Uh-huh."
When Lao Xian turned his head and saw him, his body was like a lightning strike. He stood motionless, and his eyes shed tears almost instantly.
"Sit down, I'll help you with the rest."
The middle-aged man looked at the old immortal and smiled. He didn't say a word of unnecessary nonsense. He put his big hand on the old immortal's shoulder, feeling warm.
"Who are you,."
A follower next to Tangtang instinctively took a step back when he saw the middle-aged man.
"hehe."
The middle-aged man put his hands in his pockets and stood upright beside the round table. He looked at Tangtang's follower and smiled, and then said calmly: "B. Zai. You've already put on a suit. Now that you're done, someone will call you Brother."
"Jun,."
The attendant opened his mouth and called out, then asked awkwardly: "Why are you back?"
"Snapped."
Zhang Jun licked his lips, stretched out his arms and hugged his neck, pointed his left hand at his nose and asked: "Fuck you,,, I came back just to round up you bunch of dogs. Come on, stand up straight and tell me seriously whether you can run away from a fight with others."
The attendant's face instantly turned red and he didn't even dare to fart.
"Your mother got a b-level, the 100-meter King of Power, and now everyone is acting like a dog, and there really isn't anything good in H City anymore."
Zhang Jun grabbed the follower's neck and slapped him aside. Then he looked up at Tang Tang and scolded him: "Fuck you, look back."
The old immortal looked at Zhang Jun, dumbfounded.
When all our friends are drifting away from us, when it is time for us to offer help in times of need, it has become a story.
And Zhang Jun, who had not participated in the battles between the rivers and lakes for several years, found three friends without even making a phone call. Instead, he came back when Lao Xian was in the most difficult and helpless moment.
Why.
I vaguely remember his promise when we were both young and parted in the ocean.
"Old immortal, you do this and that every day. What will you do when I leave?" Zhang Jun asked with a frown while smoking a cigarette.
"Then I'll be punished and you can come back." The old immortal said casually.
Answer.
easy to understand,.
Then I'll be punished and you can come back.
Yes, after you get punished, I, Mr. Zhang, will come back.
Pick up the knife and gun again.
In the coldest winter in Xiangjia, the ten-mile long street was stained with blood.