This man who drives a Series 3 didn't seem to expect that I would ask him to call Brother Xiong directly.
He was stunned for a moment and then cursed: "How dare you ask me to call Brother Xiong here? Don't you know who Brother Xiong is? Don't you know what his status is in our port city? If he comes, find someone to hack him to death." It's possible for you, but I think you haven't realized the seriousness of the problem?"
I curled my lips and said, "Don't pretend to be here, there's no point in scaring me. You can call someone over and talk about it later."
"Oh, you are quite crazy. You won't shed tears until you see the coffin today, right?"
The third-generation man is here complaining but refuses to call. I also know in my heart that what he said about being related to Brother Xiong is probably a lie, and even if it is true, they have made hundreds of twists and turns. Relatives, he and Brother Xiong are also out of reach.
Even if we take a step back, he is really a relative of Brother Xiong, even if he is Brother Xiong's biological brother and son. If he calls Brother Xiong here, will Brother Xiong dare to deal with me?
That's definitely something I wouldn't dare to do.
The little Tao Xin next to her was more cautious at this time. She was probably scared of being deceived by the fat man. She also asked the third-line man: "Do you know Brother Xiong? If you do, please give me a call right away." Shut up this idiot."
Questioned by Xiao Taoxin, the third-line man said angrily: "Nonsense, I must know you. Just wait for me to call you right now."
With that said, the third-series man walked aside and made a phone call.
He made more than one phone call, four or five in succession. He probably found several people to have a relationship with.
After he finished the phone call, he walked up to me again and vowed.
"I've already called, but Brother Xiong is a little busy and can't come. He asked his driver to come over. A driver's words carry the same weight in Hong Kong City. I'll tell you when you're done."
This guy almost made me laugh. After making several calls and yelling for a long time, he actually called Brother Xiong’s driver?
I actually know Brother Xiong’s driver. I met this driver when I had dinner with Brother Xiong last time, so he won’t do anything to me when he comes.
Afterwards, the three people gave me a slap in the face in front of me, so I naturally ignored them and waited quietly.
However, after waiting for a long time and no driver coming, I naturally became a little impatient. I asked the third-series male Xiong Ge how long it would take for the driver to come.
He called again and said they were very busy and it would take at least twenty minutes.
When I heard that it would take another twenty minutes, I got really annoyed and said, "Damn it, you're trying so hard to call someone, I don't have time to spend time with you here."
"Oh, are you scared? Are you planning to run away?" The third-series man pointed at me and asked.
Xiao Taoxin also quickly stood in front of the door of the Range Rover, trying to stop me from leaving: "Don't run away, you just scolded me, I have to make up for this loss today, please wait a little longer."
I wonder if the car keys are still in front of the fat man. Can I drive away? This little sweetheart is really clueless.
I took out my mobile phone and said to the three of them: "I really don't have time to talk to you anymore. How about this? I'll call Brother Xiong himself directly and you guys can talk to him, okay?"
As soon as I said this, the three of them looked at each other, and then they all burst out laughing. Apparently they all thought I was bragging.
Xiao Taoxin even laughed so much that she covered her stomach and said she had a stomachache. When she recovered, she pointed at me and taunted: "Haha, do you still know Brother Xiong? And you have Brother Xiong's phone number? Zhang Yang, what are you pretending to do here? Well, Royal International is opened by Brother Xiong, right? If you have such a relationship with someone, how can you be a waiter in a small KTV club? I said you should go to jail and come out, why do you love to show off so much? "
"Ah? He works as a waiter at KTV?" the fat man asked.
"Yeah, the lowest waiter."
When the fat man and the three-series man heard this, their expressions seemed to become more relaxed.
The slightly fat man even pointed at me and cursed: "B*tch, this car is obviously not yours. Even if you personally delivered it to the car repair shop, you must have given it to someone else."
What he said is correct. The car does belong to someone else. I don't want to talk about it with him anymore. I just said I'll make a call and you guys can talk to Brother Xiong yourself.
With that said, I called Brother Xiong.
Xiao Taoxin continued to taunt me: "Let him fight, let him pretend. I'll see how he pretends when he's on the phone."
The call was quickly connected, and Brother Xiong's voice came from the other end.
"Brother Zhang."
"Brother Bear."
"What's the matter with calling me so early?"
"Well, there is someone who claims to be your relative who wants to deal with me. He just called you and said that you have sent a driver over. Is this true?"
Brother Xiong let out a surprised sound, and then said firmly: "No, absolutely nothing. Which bastard is pretending to be my relative here? Is he here? Turn on the speakerphone and I'll ask him."
I pressed the hands-free button and then looked at the third-series man: "Brother Xiong is asking you something."
Then, Brother Xiong asked: "Who are you? You dare to pretend to be my relative, you must be tired of living."
I thought that the three of them would be scared to death as soon as Brother Xiong's words came out, but what I didn't expect was that they didn't believe that I knew Brother Xiong at all, let alone that I had Brother Xiong's phone number.
So everyone thinks that the person who claims to be Brother Xiong is a fake.
Thinking about it, the three of them are just small characters. They may never have the chance to say a word to Brother Xiong in this life, so how can they hear Brother Xiong's voice.
The third-line male even scolded directly: "What the hell are you? Do you really think you are Brother Xiong? Are you pretending to be your relative? Are you worthy of being impersonated by others?"
Xiao Taoxin also added: "That's it, don't embarrass yourself with Zhang Yang here, be careful when Brother Xiong comes back to settle the score and involve you."
Who is Brother Xiong? How could he be scolded like this? He immediately became angry.
"Fuck you, what kind of bitch dares to talk to me like this? I have to tear your mouths apart today."
"Then come quickly. If you don't come today, you will be my grandson."
"You wait for me, I'll be there right away."
Then Brother Xiong asked me for my address. I gave him the address and hung up the phone.
The three of them didn't realize that they were in trouble until now, and they kept mocking me. I didn't bother to talk to them, but took advantage of this juncture to call the car repair shop.
The car repair shop knew they were wrong, apologized profusely to me, and waived the fee. After that, they called the fat man and asked him to give me the car keys. The fat man gave me the car keys. At that time, he also deliberately made things difficult.
About ten minutes later, a Maybach drove over. This Maybach was Brother Xiong's car.
Behind the Maybach, there were several Land Rovers and Toyota Land Cruisers, a total of five or six vehicles, which looked menacing.
When the car stopped on the side of the road, the third-series man was a little confused. He even muttered: "Wow, my brother Liangliang really gave me face. Not only did he call the driver, but he also called so many people. , Haha, this guy is finished."
Not to mention how happy Xiao Taoxin was at this time, she shook her head at me with a proud face.
"You're done with Zhang Yang. You're going to have your skin peeled off today. Do you believe it or not?"
I smiled and asked Xiao Taoxin: "Really? If I said you were going to kneel down and kowtow to me today, would you believe it?"
"I believe your mother, our people are here, and you are still pretending?"
I laughed and teased: "Remember to find a softer ground when you kneel down, so as not to scratch your delicate knees."
Just as he was talking, the doors of those cars opened, and then, led by Brother Xiong, nearly a dozen or twenty people came over aggressively.
