Only Lin Zishe and Ni Yongxiao were on the empty food stall table. The others were far away. This was a negotiation with Liansheng and the Ni family.
Lin Zishe took a sip of cold beer and looked at Ni Yongxiao like a friend.
"Ah Xiao, Tsim Sha Tsui has attracted a lot of attention recently, and I feel very uncomfortable being stared at."
"And your two men, Gandhi and Guohua, are causing trouble everywhere."
"Businesses in Tsim Sha Tsui are open 7 days and closed 5 days, and there are still 2 days for half-day business."
"How do you do business like this?"
Ni Yongxiao looked at Lin Zishe and had a feeling, as if the two were the same kind of people, and he could feel the closeness even if they didn't speak.
"Silver Snake, Tsim Sha Tsui is not yours."
"Ah Xiao, Tsim Sha Tsui doesn't belong to you either."
Lin Zishe smiled, picked up a piece of salt and pepper pork ribs and stuffed it into his mouth. He said vaguely,
"You want to raise your head and be a good person."
"It would be better to take less action. Because of your actions, Tsim Sha Tsui is visited by police every day."
Ni Yongxiao didn't expect Lin Zishe to understand him. They had never met once before, and he knew that he had to raise his head and be a good person. Could it be that he showed it so obviously.
Ni Yongxiao had another thought in his mind. He squinted his eyes.
"Where are you Silver Snake?"
"Axiao, you should have known me beforehand."
"have."
"I hate fans just like you."
Lin Zishe knew that Ni Yongxiao was raising his head when he asked, but he only told half of it.
"Axiao, you are a smart person. You should understand that smart people can make money faster than... anything else, especially in this era."
"Some incidents need to be resolved, but are they too impetuous?"
Ni Yongxiao understood Lin Zishe's words, hating fans and raising one's head as a human being are actually similar.
If he, Ni Yongxiao, wants to get rid of the business behind the table, he must kill all the unclean people.
What's more important to him is revenge, and he has to avenge his father's murder.
Four years ago, his father died of a gunshot wound.
He knew that Lin Zishe was reminding him that his actions were too big, and even he, an outsider, could see it.
Lin Zishe's big brother rang, and he picked up Cao Dahua's call.
"Uncle Da, you can handle such a trivial matter. It's just a good time to show the world with your left hand."
"Ah, Ah Da, do you want to leave it to Gecko? Gecko is better at it."
"Uncle Da, what's the situation now? People everywhere regard He Liansheng as a dead cat. How can Gecko have time to care about such trivial matters?"
"Silver Snake, if you ask me to shake the flag, life will be ruined."
When Lin Zishe heard Cao Dahua start bragging again, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and hung up the phone. He really couldn't stand to listen to Cao Dahua's bragging.
Lin Zishe shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said,
"Ah Xiao, tell Gandhi and his brother-in-law Guohua to stop messing with Tsim Sha Tsui."
"There are several police cars over there waiting for you. Neither Lian Sheng Talker nor I are treated like this. Ah Xiao, you are really majestic."
"No one is so high-profile before doing something. The gangsters sneak around before they have a big meal."
Ni Yongxiao turned his head and looked at the angry policeman. At this time, he no longer cared about the tricks of the world. He just wanted to lead his family to raise their heads and be a good person.
Ni Yongxiao looked at Lin Zishe, he was an interesting person.
"Silver Snake, I promise you."
"Axiao, thank you."
Lin Zishe raised his glass and drank the beer in one sip, picked up the jacket beside him and left.
Lin Zishe passed by undercover Luo Ji and patted Luo Ji on the shoulder. He looked at Ni Yongxiao behind him teasingly and said,
"Don't follow Ah Xiao, otherwise you won't know what will happen if you die. Follow me, and I guarantee you won't die."
“…”
The taciturn Luo Ji did not speak.
Ni Yongxiao was still thinking about Lin Zishe's words. He touched his chin. Could it be that he has been too impatient recently?
Lin Zishe's words were a reminder to Luo Ji, who was undercover next to Ni Yongxiao. He had been discovered by Ni Yongxiao. The effect of the reminder was minimal, but this was all he could do now.
At the same time, it also reminds Ni Yongxiao that you have been too anxious recently, and even me, an outsider, knows about it.
Lin Zishe knew that Ni Yongxiao wanted to clear his name, so he had to clear up the relationship behind the table.
Even if Ni Yongxiao trusts Han Chen from the bottom of his heart, Han Chen will die, not to mention Ni Yongxiao does not trust Han Chen.
Regarding the choice between Ni Yongxiao and Han Chen, Linzi Society chose Ni Yongxiao.
Ni Yongxiao wanted to clear his name, and Han Chen had a Thai line and would do the Ni family's old business, which was a simple and easy choice.
However, Lin Zishe wanted to do neither.
Lin Zishe walked out of the food stall and saw Huang Zhicheng getting out of the car and walking toward him.
"Sir Huang."
"Yin She, what are you doing here today?"
"Tsim Sha Tsui has been in too much chaos by the Ni family. Come and talk to Ni Yongxiao."
"You talk alone."
Lin Zishe said to Huang Zhicheng with a playful smile,
"Well, Ni Yongxiao wears glasses and is gentle and polite."
"What? Sir Huang, are you surprised?"
Huang Zhicheng pointed at Lin Zishe,
"Silver Snake, you..."
Lin Zishe curled her lips and passed Huang Zhicheng.
…
Cao Dahua and his left hand were eating chicken stew in the office. The originally flavorful chicken stew was bland in Cao Dahua's mouth.
He patted Cao Dahua excitedly with his left hand,
"Brother Da, what did the boss say?"
"The boss said we should solve it ourselves."
"Brother Da, that's great! Let's do things quickly!"
"Left hand, are you leading the team? Eat your fill first!"
Cao Dahua has never waved the flag before. He used to hide behind Lin Zishe. This time he was asked to wave the flag. He really didn't know what to do?
Strike harder or strike softly?
This is a problem.
Cao Dahua took a deep breath and thought of a good idea. He opened the door and called the carrot at the door.
"radish!"
When Carrot saw that half of the chicken pot with the ingredients was eaten, he smiled and said,
"Ma Wangda, what's the matter? Do you think today's chicken pot tastes weird?"
"There's something important. Also, how do you know the chicken pot tastes weird?"
"I changed my family."
"Which one tastes so bad?"
"Luo family."
"It tastes really bad compared to yours. Don't order from this restaurant again."
"OK."
Cao Dahua coughed and puffed up his chest, his voice became deeper,
"Carrot, how many people do I have now?"
"More than 300."
"How many people are there in that Tobacco Shovel Club?"
"More than 100, no more than 200."
Cao Dahua touched his chin and nodded. He had more people. It would be funny if something unexpected happened.
"For the safety of our brothers, bring out some cannons and go negotiate with Yan Shoule."
"Ma Wangda~ Now Yan Shoule is being followed by a policeman."
Cao Dahua was very dissatisfied with Luo Bao's back talk. Now he is a flag-bearer.
"Then what?"
"Bringing a cannon, he might have been caught before the fight started."
"Then bring two for self-defense, Carrot. Are all our brothers good at fighting?"
"that's for sure."
"Business is the busiest today on the weekend, but business will slow down on Tuesday the day after tomorrow. I will bring everyone together to negotiate with Yan Shoule."
"Okay, Mawangda."
Luo Dai was happy that she added stinky shrimp paste to the chicken pot. At the same time, Grandpa asked Cao Dahua to do something for the first time.
After waiting for Carrot to leave with his left hand, he looked at Cao Dahua and said excitedly,
"Dago, are we going to negotiate?"
"I haven't seen so many people negotiating. Brother Da, you and the boss must have seen a lot of the world."
Cao Dahua touched his nose, puffed out his chest and started blowing. In fact, Cao Dahua had never negotiated personally, he was always the man behind the silver snake.
