In the lobby of Yunyoubai's house, the decoration and furniture are in a retro style. There is also a picture of a tiger descending the mountain with beautiful mountains and forests hanging on the wall.
On both sides of the picture are two words written by Yun Youbai in his early years when he practiced penmanship.
A thousand years of right and wrong, nameless waves of bones.
The writing is very heavy and done in one go. The thick ink is concave on the paper, as if there are traces.
He was on the phone with a group of people under him who were in charge of demolition.
"It doesn't matter what you mean by raising the price for them. Are you following me on the first day?"
"We have money, but we earn it every penny. Why should we give more to those poor people? You just give me this price."
Yun Youbai sneered, "If they don't agree, just go ahead and find the ones who are the most noisy, break a few legs, then negotiate with them on the price, find two people to be your caretakers, a bunch of people will take advantage of the situation." The rabble at the helm naturally changed their tune."
Something seemed to be said on the other side of the phone. Yun Youbai's brows wrinkled slightly, "The one who leads the banner pulls the banner. Is there a nephew in the security department? Kong Qingyun, this person... Hehe, then you go around the Kong family and start. When the time comes, we should make some disguises and cripple a few more families. Then those people who hold the blame will naturally resent the leader."
After hanging up the phone, Yun Youbai picked up the ice-cracked celadon glazed teapot with gold rim and took a few sips. He slowly walked around the antique cabinet and walked to the sofa to sit down.
In the middle of the lobby, several people were playing mahjong.
Gu Daoyuan sat on the east side, glanced at the sign, and said smoothly: "As for the Shenzhou Jieyi Club, I gave him three days to think about it, and gave him a reply last night, rejecting our olive branch."
"Not expected."
Yun Youbai put down the small teapot in his hand and said, "Fan Minzhi has been going too often these days, either to his house or asking him out. With such a low profile, he really doesn't know how to be proud of his status. .”
Gu Daoyuan stroked the mahjong tiles, threw out a four-cylinder card with an unhappy face, and said: "Minzhi is young after all. Doing this is not a loss of status. Guan Luoyang is also a young man. Minzhi urgently needs his own team. You should pay more attention to him."
"Being able to kill four brothers, Wang Qing and Qin Deli, by one person, even if you don't know anything else, with just this strength, you really deserve to be respected."
"But now that he's chosen that side, shouldn't we hammer it out?"
Yun Youbai shook his head: "What are you beating? Find a reason to level this Shenzhou Jieyi Society. I have already said that dragons do not live with snakes. The group of people under his command are equal to or not, and they have brought dozens of transformations." If you pass, call a group of snipers and I'll go there myself. He's just one person, and he's covered in iron. How many nails can he hit?"
Gu Daoyuan pressed a card in his hand, turned around and said, "But after all, Fan Minzhi has made his attitude clear. If we want to make such a big splash, we have to find a justifiable reason."
"Isn't the reason ready?"
Yun Bai took a sip of tea and said, "Dugu Hao has been out of contact for a day or two. Looking at the chaotic situation under his hands, I'm afraid he really suffered something. Among the recent new faces, it is possible to kill him His, who else besides Guan Luoyang?"
"The evidence..." before the other party could answer, Gu Daoyuan had already figured it out, "regardless of whether it's true or false, just create a few pieces of evidence."
Yun Youbai nodded, thinking silently in his heart.
The old leader's attitude of delegating power is becoming more and more obvious, and he is watching the fire from the other side, perhaps deliberately wanting his son to test his quality before the coming-of-age ceremony.
Killing the Shenzhou Jieyi Society is just a matter of knocking the mountain and frightening the tiger. If Fan Minzhi knows how to restrain himself, that's it. Otherwise, he will have to...
Yun Youbai narrowed his eyes, and his heart gradually became cruel.
A series of ringtones rang, and Yun Youbai came back to his senses and took out his mobile phone.
"Hey...what?!"
………………
The light and cheerful tunes of the piano echoed in the cold light hall with brown as the main color.
A cafe with only two people besides the performers.
Fan Minzhi and Lang Feiyan were sitting by the window.
"Guan Luoyang has basically moved closer to our side. He is a good person. He often has novel ideas in business, but he obviously has not learned in a systematic way. He is also wise and does not interfere too much in the affairs of his subordinates."
"Although I hate selling fans and lending money, I will never be soft-hearted when I should be ruthless. I am more decisive than most people on the road."
Fan Minzhi gently stirred the coffee with a silver thin-handled spoon and said with a smile, "The advantages and disadvantages are equally obvious. This kind of person is simply a capable person specially created for me."
Lang Feiyan said lazily: "Don't be too careless. He kills all the leaders and recruits the grassroots. He does this kind of thing too smoothly. If you want to control a knife that is too sharp, you may hurt yourself if you are not careful. "
"I know."
Fan Minzhi smiled and said, "I heard you say that the old man didn't have much education before, but since I can remember, he has cultivated his moral character and often recited some ancient books. There is a saying, with the most softness in the world, you can ride on the most strongness in the world. I use softness to overcome strength. I am younger and friendlier than him, and I will be able to win his heart sooner or later."
Lang Feiyan's eyes changed slightly, she leaned forward, supported her chin with her palms like delicate and soft lotus flowers, and murmured softly: "Old man..."
"The old man and Boss Liu have become more and more restrained over the years. It's okay for Boss Liu. After your sister died, he has always looked like a dead man. No matter how crazy he is, it's not surprising."
"But the old man's changes inevitably make people think that he has other pursuits besides Tao Zhu's foundation."
Fan Minzhi smiled nonchalantly and said: "Anyway, he is really delegating power."
The bell inside the main entrance of the coffee shop rang, and a man in a suit and glasses hurried in and handed a mobile phone to Fan Minzhi.
When Fan Minzhi took the phone and listened, the expression on his face was suddenly mixed with surprise and confusion, and finally turned into one of surprise and hesitation.
He explained to Lang Feiyan: "Su Yucheng took a group of people and ran to Bukit Slope to search Bukit Slope. He also claimed that he wanted Yun Youbai to hand over Dugu Hao."
"Doesn't Su Yucheng have a hobby of growing flowers? He found Duguhao's mobile phone in a pot of flower mud. The flower mud came from Bukit Spur. After repairing the data, it showed that the last call on the phone was made by Yun Youbai. Duguhao’s.”
"On the day Duguhao lost contact!"
Lang Feiyan's face changed several times, her eyes flickered, and she said in a deep voice: "I'll call Ge Shu and the others, and you can check with the old man first."
A few minutes later, Fan Minzhi put down his phone.
"The old man let us handle it ourselves."
Lang Feiyan's pupils trembled and she suppressed the slight shock in her throat.
——It’s really... cruel.
"Then you, um, call me Shangguan Luoyang."
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In the living room, Guan Luoyang received a call. After a few seconds, he hung up the phone and ate the last apple in the fruit plate.
"It's been two days and I just found out. If you guys were a little more sluggish, I might have to send something out again."
Guan Luoyang flicked the toothpick into the trash can, went out and took a car, heading towards Bukit Slope.
Bukit Slope is located on the south side of Fang Ma Mountain, the highest natural terrain in Singapore.
The land here is fertile and the terrain has just the right undulations. Taking advantage of the situation, many canals have been dug out. It is also the largest cultivation area for tropical ornamental plants in the entire Xinma Port.
Goosefoot vine, thousand-year-old wood, taro, palm, Guanyin palm bamboo, change-leaf wood, traveler's burnt, periwinkle, anthurium and so on.
There are flowers and trees, and everything is purple and red.
The wind was blowing fast in the sky, the clouds were moving and covering the sun, and it seemed that a shower was about to fall.
When Yun Youbai, Fan Minzhi and others arrived here, the rain fell on the plastic greenhouse in the distance like a dense drum beat. Many flowers and trees that were not enclosed by the greenhouse were swaying their branches lightly in the rain.
The two groups of people in the rain were confronting each other. When they saw Yun Youbai and the others coming, they not only did not relax, but became even more tense.
Even the clear rain in the sky cannot dampen the increasingly blazing and white-hot atmosphere here.
