Xiao Jiang’s lunch today is hot pot.
The president wanted to get his library card, so he took the opportunity to ask for some favors with a playful smile, and decided to have a good meal at noon.
The most famous hot pot restaurant here at Southwest Pier 2 is not even a store, but a shed built with plastic sheets.
Thick yellow wires are intertwined and spread on the ground. The sockets extend under each table. The plugs of the induction cookers are plugged into them. There is a gurgling soup base on the table.
The bright red soup base is actually mostly red oil stir-fried by hand. It is not that spicy. After rinsing the vegetables through the soup, it is numb and fragrant.
The people who come here to eat are all related to the Tao and are keen to discuss things in those gangs. When Yan Xiong held a birthday party two days ago, Black Spider came to the door to fight. For them, it was a lot of money to talk about.
"...I didn't expect that Black Spider and Yan Xiong fought this battle, and in the end, a new face was gained in the territory of both sides. This new boss is extraordinary. I heard that he has been under Yan Xiong for several years. No one can see what he is capable of, and wait until this time to make the final decision."
"It's really that powerful. How come I heard that it was Gang Wan's deputy who first secretly instigated Yan Xiong to steal Black Spider's goods, then backhandedly sold Yan Xiong and let Black Spider come to the door. In the end, he took action and tricked him. Two leaders died?"
"Yan Xiong has an iron fist, and Black Spider's two legs are not to be boasted. This new face can pick up this problem, which is also a strong idea. My cousin works there and saw with his own eyes that the new boss has a pair of iron fists. , the left and right hands are the size of watermelons, and even the teeth in the mouth are made of pure steel, crackling and popping sparks..."
"Hahahahaha!!"
Xiao Jiang, who was sitting there alone, slapped the table and laughed.
"With fists as big as watermelons and a mouth full of steel teeth, do you still think he's an antique reformer from the movie twenty years ago?"
A man in a flowery shirt next to him was dissatisfied and shouted: "You said it's not like this, then you tell me, your information is more accurate than mine."
Xiao Jiang leisurely picked up a fish ball and said, "I'm really more accurate than you. I was at the Jinli Hotel that night and experienced the fire firsthand. The new boss is my buddy. If you don't believe me, go and check." "
This group of people ate hot pot and drank wine, telling truths and lies, just to have fun. When he heard what he said, someone immediately shouted.
"Then tell me what your new boss is like?"
Xiao Jiang replied: "Our boss is a talented person, with thin skin and tender flesh. There is no trace of modification on the surface, but in his hand is a sword that sharpens iron as much as mud. Once he dances, he will look like a child." It's like a windmill, it's airtight and water can't get in."
Hua Shirt didn't believe it: "How could it be possible without transformation?"
"Have you never heard of bionic prosthetics? They look the same as real hands. The cost of one finger is enough to feed you for a year."
Xiao Jiang chewed the fish balls, feeling the attention of the crowd. He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, picked up the beer glass, his face became excited in the heat of the hot pot, "The fight he had with the black spider was the one that looked so delicate. The palm of his hand hit the two legs made of copper and iron, and a fist made a crater."
"There was a clanging sound, just like the sound of a lathe. The figures were flashing around, and the ground was shaking. Within ten rounds, the black spider was lying on the ground, with no air coming out."
People at the tables next to him burst into laughter, some didn't believe it, and some urged him to tell more.
Suddenly, a shadow shone down from behind Xiao Jiang.
Xiao Jiang looked back and saw that the man had fluffy black hair that hung down to his neck. One of his eyes was normal and the other was completely white. He was wearing a suit and tie, and his chest muscles were bulging. He was more than a head taller than him.
"What you said is very good. Our eldest brother invites you to have a chat."
Xiao Jiang was a little scared and said harshly: "I will go if you ask me to. Who is your eldest brother?"
The one-eyed man in a suit stretched out a hand, and with the palm of his black leather glove, he directly picked up the boiling hot pot. He deliberately held it in his hand for a few seconds before placing it on the table next to him.
The tabletop was burned with a layer of white smoke.
"This ingredient is not fresh. My eldest brother treats you to good food."
The fingertips of the leather gloves were burned off, revealing the steel-colored fingers underneath.
At this time, everyone turned away their eyes, and Xiao Jiang did not dare to say anything. He followed him nervously for a few hundred meters to the place where many large containers were stacked on the edge of the pier.
On one of the large containers, the door was still open. When I walked inside, it turned out to be a cold storage.
It was very cold all around, and there were all kinds of meats on the table. There was also a large salmon nearly one meter long, which was being cut open on the cooking table next to it.
But in the middle of the container, there was steam rising.
A man with an unshaven beard and meticulously combed back hair was eating hot pot in the cold storage.
Xiao Jiang immediately stared at the man's palms. The hands holding the bowl and chopsticks were actually dark gold in color. There were many symmetrical geometric lines on the palms and backs of the palms, which were probably anti-slip.
"Brother Hao, I met someone who knows the inside story."
The one-eyed dragon stood behind the golden-handed man.
The man with the golden hand raised his head, glanced at Xiao Jiang, and said with a kind smile: "Don't be nervous, Erlang looks fierce, but he is actually not a bad person. Sanlang, give me a seat and some bowls and chopsticks for my little brother."
In addition to Xiao Jiang, there were four people in the cold storage, the golden-handed man, the one-eyed dragon, the fish-cutting chef over there, and a handsome young man wearing a silver-gray suit and white gloves. He went to the box at the back and turned over the dishes, chopsticks, and stools. come over.
Seeing this, Xiao Jiang felt that his previous pride had long since disappeared. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't dare, no need. Brother, what do you want to ask?"
"Hey, don't worry, let's sit down and chat. The fish over there is suitable for eating raw, but the meat only tastes good when hot pot is cooked."
The man with golden hands picked up a plate of beef and handed it to Xiao Jiang.
Inside the stainless steel rectangular dinner plate, the bright red beef and fat are distributed evenly, like snowflakes and rubies, which makes people move their index fingers at a glance.
Xiao Jiang took the dinner plate with both hands and sat down awkwardly.
"Come on, have a taste."
Upon hearing the invitation again, Xiao Jiang picked up a piece of beef and put it into the hot pot.
The man with golden hands paused for a moment, put down his chopsticks, and smiled deeper: "Is the Black Spider completely dead?"
"yes."
"Yan Xiong is gone too?"
"yes."
Xiao Jiang had never eaten it but had heard that the best meat should not be left in the hot pot for too long. He counted the time and saw that the meat slices had completely changed color, so he stuffed it into his mouth.
The tender and delicious texture made him squint his eyes and couldn't help but say, "It's really delicious."
"Hehehehe!!"
The man with the golden hand laughed. His laughter seemed to come from his Adam's apple, with a vibrating and impacting sound. The tone was very unique, "If it tastes good, eat more. Yan Xiong has some friendship with me."
Xiao Jiang's eyes lit up, he put another chopstick of meat in and said, "So you are Boss Yan's friend."
"Black Spider also has some friendship with me."
The smile on Xiao Jiang's face suddenly froze.
The golden-handed man continued with a smile: "Yan Xiong calls me Brother Shenghao, and Black Spider calls me Godfather. Although I have many godsons, Black Spider just took a loan from me a while ago, and I am inevitably impressed. Be deeper."
"Now that he is gone, the blame will naturally fall on you, the new boss."
Xiao Jiang quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "I don't know about this matter."
The man with golden hands said: "Oh, you don't know, then do you know how to contact your new boss?"
"I don't know either."
Xiao Jiang stood up and said, "I won't hide it from you, brother. In fact, I was bragging just now. How do I know our new boss? I am indeed under Yan Xiong, but I have only seen the new boss from a distance." Look at the boss. It’s useless for you to come to me about this debt issue.”
The golden-hand man's smile faded a little, he looked at him, shook his head and said: "You are lying, why bother? With your vision, you must not understand our views. In fact, since Black Spider is dead, it proves that your new boss is He is a more capable person, and I approached him to discuss the debt issue to give him a reason to facilitate subsequent cooperation."
"Take out your mobile phone. I don't have a lot of things to do every day, but I have a lot of things to do. I can wait here for your boss for half an hour at most. If I miss this opportunity to cooperate, I don't know if you can afford it in the future."
Xiao Jiang held it in for a while under his indifferent gaze, undecided. Finally, he took out his cell phone and pressed the number one after another.
Just after pressing all the numbers, when he was about to touch the dial button, the phone was suddenly pulled away.
That Saburo stood beside him at some point and took away his mobile phone.
Xiao Jiang shouted: "What are you doing? Give it to me!"
He was about to move forward to grab it, but the golden-handed man sitting across the table suddenly stood up, with most of his body pressed over the table, and slapped him on the chest.
With a bang, Xiao Jiang flew out of the container and rolled several times on the ground.
The one-eyed dragon went out and brought him back.
Xiao Jiang's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was completely weak. He looked at the golden-handed man who had returned to his original position in horror.
"you you……"
"Take him aside, call someone, and ask that person to come and see me within half an hour."
The man with golden hands wiped his hands with a tablecloth and gave a few casual instructions.
Erlang and Sanlang nodded and took Xiao Jiang to the corner.
The chef over there brought a plate of sashimi on a white porcelain plate, with sauce, mustard, and a pair of brand new chopsticks.
The man with the golden hand was about to take action when his cell phone rang. He took it out, took a look at it, and raised his eyebrows to answer the call.
"Hey, Brother Hao, didn't you say you and your three brothers would be back today? Why is there no one on the bow?"
The man with golden hands smiled and said: "Brother Yun, I don't need to report to you where I am or what I want to do, right?"
A bold voice came from the other side of the phone, as well as the sound of howling wind. The person who spoke was probably standing on the beach, facing the strong wind.
"What do you mean by reporting? Isn't it going to be the 18th birthday party of the old dragon head's baby?"
"We have nine brothers and sisters, so we can be considered his brothers and sisters. Don't be shabby when giving gifts. I'm afraid that you, your noble man, are busy, so please remind me."
The man with the golden hand smiled and said: "Don't worry about it. You can give me whatever you want. I will give you a small portion for myself. I guess the old dragon head will not talk to me about this matter."
He hung up the phone directly with a frown on his face.
"I'm just an adult, and there's still a long way to go. You guys are getting anxious now. You really think that I, Dugu Hao, am like you..."
In the corner over there, Saburo has already dialed the phone.
"Hello, are you the president of Shenzhou Jieyi Society?"
