People in Ningbo do bad things. These are the boss's exact words, not mine. If you don't accept it, go to the boss.
Of course, the meaning of Tou Tou's words is only to guide a small group of "industry people". In Zhejiang, there is still a popular old saying, "If you don't get a haircut in Hangzhou, you won't buy a car in Ningbo." Upon closer inspection, there is something behind this saying. for historical reasons.
The meaning of the head is very clear.
If the other party wants to attack us, then we will attack them. Northern tigers are not afraid of southern wolves.
It was still dark, so I squatted in the corner of the guest house and talked on the phone for twenty minutes, throwing four or five cigarette butts at my feet.
On the phone, my godfather Changsha Tomb Raider King told me some important information.
There are three people who are good at robbing tombs in Ningbo. One is Lao Cai, one is Li Xiangling, and one is Wei Guanglong. I don’t know yet which one wants to touch the door. If it is one of these three people, then we can’t be careless. Be careful, because compared with these three people, they not only do tomb robbing, but also have a black background.
Lao Cai used to hang out with Zhang Weikang, an old man from Ningbo in the late 1990s. Wei Guanglong was a pure rising star, and Li Xiangling was rumored to be Ningbo Yang Chuanming's confidant. This Yang Chuanming was a bit powerful. In those years, the three Yang brothers in Ningbo were all over the world. Zhejiang is famous. These three people are Yang Chuanxi, Yang Chuanbin, and Yang Chuanming. Yang Chuanming is known as Brother Chuanming in the southern Jianghu. Some people even compare them with the four brothers of the Song family in Luoyang.
But I personally think that the other party is not as powerful as the Song brothers. Let me tell you what I saw with my own eyes. Boss Song dares to walk on the road with a sniper in his hand. How dare these people?
After hanging up the phone, knowing that the caller was not a good person, I said worriedly: "Brother Yu, I think we should find a place to stay nearby so that we can observe how many people are here and then make the next plan. What do you think?" "
Brother Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "No need to bother, just hide behind me." After Brother Yu said that, he strode towards the hotel.
I learned the group's room number from the front desk. I walked up the stairs with gentle steps and lay down at the door to listen to the noise in the room.
There seemed to be a lot of people in the room, as if a group of people were having a meal. They spoke Ningbo dialect and I couldn’t understand it. I only heard them saying something like Amsisa, Ma Zhu, people are not doing anything, guns are better than ghosts, Ningbo dialect like Laosangzi.
Brother Yu pushed me away, raised his foot, and kicked the door open!
The room was smoky. There were more than a dozen empty wine bottles on the table. Three shirtless tattooed men were smoking. The two middle-aged men who had lied about being employees of the power station were also among them. I also noticed with my eyes. A long-haired man in his thirties sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression.
They immediately stood up and cursed!
Brother Yu just stepped on the table! He looked at these seven or eight people and grinned, then raised his little finger at them.
"Neng Niang Xipi!"
One person grabbed the empty wine bottle and jumped up.
"stop!"
The long-haired man who was leaning on the sofa raised his eyes. He looked at me and said, "Okay! As expected of the famous Silver Fox team in the north. I just went to touch the door, but I didn't expect the door to be touched so quickly." "
"Damn! Some of you can speak Mandarin!"
I picked up the unfinished wine on the table, took a sip, and said with a smile: "As long as you can communicate! Otherwise, what are you talking about? What the hell are you talking about? Amsisa! I thought you were all from Yinguo!"
A group of people stared at me and Brother Yu with cold eyes. I saw several people took out their switchblade knives. Brother Yu had no expression on his face, and I pretended to be relaxed.
I said directly: "Where do you belong, Yuyao! Cixi! Or Fenghua? Please tell me your name."
The long-haired man smiled and shook his head: "Brother, you guessed wrong. None of them. We from Zhenhai are from the Zhenhai Gang. My name is Li Xiangling."
My heart skipped a beat! Damn...my godfather told me that behind this Li Xiangling are the notorious Yang brothers.
Brother Yu shouted from the air: "Hey, do you want to fight or not? If you want to fight, hurry up!"
I quickly winked at Brother Yu and asked him to calm down. Of course I am not afraid of the group of people in front of me, but I am afraid of the troublesome forces behind them! If the conflict can be resolved through conversation, it is the best option. We must be reasonable when we come out! In ancient times, Zhuge Liang was able to quarrel with other scholars, so today I, Xiang Yunfeng, can also quarrel with the people of Ningbo.
"Li Xiangling, Brother Li, right? Let your brothers put away their knives first."
He waved his hand, and the group immediately put away the switchblade.
