"You guys can drink whatever you want, I'll treat you tonight."
The man in the plaid shirt with a mustache waved his hand heroically, and the young ladies outside suddenly smiled brightly and came in with several bottles of foreign wine.
"Brother Long, there's no need for wine."
Zhao Baixiang couldn't sit still. Seeing that the two people around him didn't say anything, he couldn't bear it and urged: "We are here today to hand over Jiangzhou's underground business to you."
Worrying about the presence of outsiders, he leaned closer to the other person's ear and kept his voice extremely low.
"General Dai is gone, and someone has to take over the rest."
"dont you agree?"
Zhao Baixiang has a fat face inherited from his ancestors, and his smile looks like dough.
The mustache man known as Brother Long’s smile gradually faded.
He drove out the young ladies who had gathered around him and said with a smile, "Hey, how big of a deal do you have to trouble three of you to run together?"
"Hey, isn't this just for safety?"
Zhao Baixiang felt relieved and said impatiently: "Since Brother Long has no objection, how about we set the market price?"
Most of the underground industries in Jiangzhou are in the hands of Chen Ming.
He threw those shady businesses to Wang Junan, and the military area was gradually laundered, and turned into the current hotel, bathing city and comprehensive shopping mall.
Only a few were held in Dai Jin's hand and handed over to Brother Long to take care of.
But fly legs are also meat.
It’s not surprising that the three people with hooked noses want to take over the business naturally.
"Ahem, they are all acquaintances, so I will tell the truth."
Brother Long's eyes flashed slightly, he hesitated for a moment and said, "The situation waits for no one. Now that Commander Wang is doing well, our small business will not affect his foundation at all."
"Instead of fighting for these three melons and two dates, it is better to use these business to invest in Commander Wang."
"What do you think of my little brother's suggestion?"
After all, he was from the military area, and just sitting there without talking gave him an aura.
Brother Long has been on the streets since he was a child and is extremely sensitive to malice.
The moment he finished speaking, the other two people glanced at him with oppressive eyes.
He licked his dry lips and continued: "Major Zhang and Major Lu, we have known each other for a few years. We are all old acquaintances. I will definitely not trick you..."
"Isn't this a trap?"
The smile on Zhao Baixiang's face disappeared, and he interrupted Brother Long first, "General Dai treats you well, right? He has only died less than two days ago, and you are going to take the property he built and defect to Wang Jun'an?"
"You stabbed me in the back too quickly."
Following his sneer, the bald man who had always remained silent snorted and spoke: "I call you 'Brother Long' just to save your face. Without us supporting you from behind, you wouldn't even be able to leave the Yinlong Club."
"I put my words here. If you don't hand over the business, today will be the day you die!"
After saying that, he suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waistband and slammed it on the table.
The dark gunman glowed coldly under the light in the private room.
Seeing that he was about to break up, Brother Long stopped pretending.
"What are you doing, Major Lu? Scaring me with a gun?"
"Tsk, these three little old men are pretending to be big bosses, as if they don't have any."
"I'm talking to you so loudly, why do you really think you're a trickster?"
Brother Long sneered, stood up and walked towards the door calmly.
"Stop!"
Zhao Baixiang chased after him, but before he could make a move, Brother Long slapped him on the side of the face, causing him to spin around half a circle before he could stand still.
When he came to his senses, Brother Long had already opened the door, and a dozen young men rushed in, all holding guns in their hands.
The black muzzle was pointed at the three people in the private room, and the hook-nosed face was so cold that it was about to fall off.
He never expected that he would be tricked by a little minion.
"Major Zhang, for the sake of past friendship, I will give you another chance."
"Either you finish the meal quietly with me, and I'll go find Commander Wang the next day. It's up to you."
"Otherwise," Brother Long paused, then glanced around and grinned: "I will send you down to see General Dai today."
"You were used to serving him when you were alive, and you have to follow him even when he's dead."
"How uncomfortable it is to have no one around to help you, don't you think?"
After he finished speaking, a group of younger brothers began to boo, making Zhang Junliang's hooked nose crooked with anger.
He raised his eyelids, stopped Lu Xing who was holding a gun, and looked at Brother Long with a half-smile.
"A few gangsters think they are powerful just because they have a gun?"
Brother Long frowned, having a bad feeling.
The next second, footsteps came one after another in the corridor, and in the blink of an eye, a group of soldiers blocked the door of the private room tightly.
The guns in the hands of these people are different from the parallel imports of Brother Long. They are all the latest models from the military region.
"Why do you still have personal guards on your hands?"
Brother Long frowned tightly.
He found out that Dai Jin and his bodyguards were all dead, so he dared to act unscrupulously in front of Zhang Junliang and the others.
Military area disciplines are strict and private deployment of troops is not allowed.
However, positions above major have their own personal guards, who are responsible for the security of private trips, etc.
There is no way that a group of gangsters on the streets could just defeat specially trained guards.
At this time, the timid younger brothers who followed Brother Long began to tremble.
"Oh, it's a good thing for young people to be ambitious."
“But we also have to consider the situation and who we are competing for the benefits from.”
Zhang Junliang stared at Brother Long with a sinister look. He raised his chin slightly, and the guards immediately surrounded Brother Long and his younger brother.
"Keep him and do the rest."
After giving the order, sparks instantly appeared from the guns in the hands of the guards.
The gun equipped with a silencer took care of Brother Long's younger brothers in two or three strokes.
He was left alone with his erect penis in the middle of the private room.
Beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
Brother Long swallowed hard and forced a smile: "I'm not sensible, how are the three of you going to set the price?"
"Are you good now?"
Zhao Baixiang was very proud and said sarcastically: "If you still want to negotiate pricing with me, Major, just kill him and save a few percent of the profit."
"Without him, the three of us can still divide the accounts!"
Upon hearing this, Brother Long panicked.
"Don't! You don't know where those businesses are located. You can't find them without me, and no one will pay attention to you."
His legs became weak, and he took two steps back and leaned against the wall, "If you have something to say, say it well, say it well!"
"Skeleton guy, I thought it was so tough that it couldn't be done with just a few bullets."
Lu Xing put the pistol back into his trousers and ordered: "Clean up, let's sit down and talk with Brother Long."
"Just call me 'Xiaolong'," Brother Long witnessed the boys being shot cleanly with his own eyes. He didn't dare to say anything at the moment, "If you have any requests, feel free to ask for them. The price can be discussed."
The guards were dragging the body out, but before the door could be closed, the person walking in front was kicked to the ground in the chest.
"Hey, boss, we seem to have arrived just in time."
Ye Hongzhi easily broke the neck of one of them and said with a smile.
