Chapter 147 Betrayal of the Society
Chapter 147 Betrayal of the Society
Da Pao was sitting on the reception sofa in the office with a serious face. When he saw the boss coming in, he immediately stood up, bowed, and shouted loudly: "Boss."
"A Pao, sit down." Yin Zhaotang pulled his suit tie, walked around the desk and sat in the boss chair.
Niu Qiang closed the door with both hands.
On his left hand, Ale and a few others shared the cigarettes, put them in their pockets, and waited at the door.
Yin Zhaotang said, "Why are you looking for me so early in the morning?"
Da Pao didn't dare to sit down, so he leaned forward and said, "Boss, a brother I met in the past asked me to pass on a message that the Nine-Pattern Dragon of Qunle wants to meet you."
Yin Zhaotang crossed his legs and said with a smile: "Oh?"
"Now that the two societies are at war, it's probably risky for the flag bearers to meet in private."
Da Pao looked flustered and quickly agreed: "Brother Tang, I will reject it immediately."
"Do not."
Yin Zhaotang opened the cigar box, stood up and took a cigar for Dapao, and said with a smile: "I have the upper hand, what should I be afraid of?"
"No one would suspect me of betraying the society, but Jiu Wen Long is different. If anyone knew, I would be chopped into pieces."
Cannon felt relieved after receiving the cigar and nodded.
"Yes Yes."
Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "I remember correctly, A Pao, you used to hang out with Jiu Wenlong, right?"
Da Pao was a little nervous again and explained, "Yes, Jiu Wenlong is my sworn brother in Qun Le. Back then, Brother Long accidentally killed a policeman and entrusted all the business of the gang to me."
"I just became a staff in Jordan. Without Brother Long, there would be no me. But after I transferred to Zhongyi, I had nothing to do with Qunle. I followed Brother Tang wholeheartedly and only had Brother Tang in my heart!"
Yin Zhaotang raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, stop showing your loyalty. No matter how much you say, it's not as useful as what you do."
"I don't mean to doubt you, I just want to ask you, what kind of medicine is sold in the Nine-Pattern Dragon Gourd?"
Da Pao looked hesitant and thoughtful as he slowly spoke, "When Brother Long killed the policeman, he was doing something for the company. The company had promised to arrange for Da Fei to help him escape, but Da Fei did not arrive on time, resulting in Brother Long being caught by the police at the dock."
"The previous chairman promised to hand over the position of leader to him, but the brothers in the company could not wait for him to be released from prison, so they unanimously elected Huoshui as the chairman."
"Based on my understanding of Brother Long, he would not obediently work for Huoshui. He must be trying to trick Huoshui."
Yin Zhaotang turned on his lighter, lit his cigar, and nodded slightly.
"Makes sense."
2 p.m.
Stanley Bay.
A seaside food stall.
Niu Qiang opened the door of the Rolls-Royce and followed the boss into the restaurant with his five brothers.
There is a plastic shed on the edge of the sea cliff with five tables in it.
Jiu Wenlong was wearing a tight white T-shirt that outlined his muscular lines and bulging chest muscles. He sat at a table, breaking open an orange with his hands and swallowing the flesh in big mouthfuls.
Xiaohu, Axi and Ziwei, three trusted brothers, sat at a dining table in the back, their eyes full of hostility, staring at Niu Qiang, Yin Zhaotang and others from afar.
Yin Zhaotang pulled out a chair and sat down, smiling and saying in a carefree manner: "Brother Long, we meet again."
"Ah Tang, you are indeed a rising star in the martial arts world. You are so awesome."
Jiuwenlong put down the peel and gave a thumbs up.
Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "Just a little skill."
"Brother Tang, you are so humble. Have you eaten?" Jiu Wenlong asked.
"No ah."
Yin Zhaotang refused disrespectfully.
Jiu Wenlong raised his hand and shouted, "Boss, one A meal per person." "Okay."
The stall owner responded.
Jiu Wenlong took off his sunglasses, revealing a tight-fitting upper body and loose beach pants on the lower body, and flip-flops on his feet, looking very casual.
"A Pao."
He leaned back in his chair, his arms resting on his head, and smiled as he named the Cannon sitting in the back.
"Brother Long."
Dapao looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't stand up. He just sat on the chair and greeted people, which made Xiaohu, Ziwei and Axi unhappy, and they ridiculed him in a sarcastic tone.
"A Pao, have you forgotten who brought you into the underworld?"
"Without Brother Long, you still want to be a Zhazhi in Jordan District. You are so ungrateful."
"You traitor, you will not have a good ending."
Of course Yin Zhaotang would not let his younger brother be scolded in vain, so he slammed the table. Niu Qiang, Hua Pi and others immediately stood up, took out the Black Star and aimed at the younger brother in front of them.
Xiaohu, Ziwei and Axi immediately shut down and dared not speak.
Jiu Wenlong said: "Brother Tang is really impressive. He carries a gun wherever he goes. He just came out to have a simple meal."
"A Pao used to hang out with you, but now he's my brother. If anyone talks too much, I'll feed him bullets." Yin Zhaotang's words immediately made Da Pao feel his back straightened.
He added, "I am still fighting with Qunle. I came out to see you to give face to Ah Pao. If you have something to say, you can talk about it."
Jiu Wenlong lowered his head and took a bite of rice. He chewed and said, "Da Hu is seriously injured. In the remaining levels, tell Ah Hao to hold back and not hurt my leading brother."
"As for the rest of the thugs, just chop them to death and I'll collect their bodies."
Yin Zhaotang sneered and said, "The famous Double Flower Red Stick is secretly betraying his brothers?"
Jiu Wenlong was not ashamed, but proud of it, and laughed repeatedly: "Hahaha, betraying your brothers, brothers are nothing! I was a double-flowered red stick back then, and I was still betrayed by Huoshui."
"Today, I'm going to sell out the society! I heard that you're competing with Keshui for the white powder business? A batch of goods from Hequnle will arrive soon. Do you want to know where it is?"
Yin Zhaotang was holding a cigar in his mouth, not knowing whether to defend himself first or to inquire about the gossip about Huoshui and Jiuwenlong. Finally, he exhaled the cigarette and asked, "Time and place."
The opportunity to find tribute to Guan Erye has come.
Jiu Wenlong said: "I only know that in the next two days, you have people prepare for it. The specific location will be notified to you when I get the news."
Yin Zhaotang nodded, took out a business card and placed it on the table: "Contact by phone."
"gone."
He stood up and told his men to stand up. Jiu Wenlong looked at his back and shouted, "Ah Tang, don't you want to eat a little? It's a waste!"
"I'm not interested in jail time, so I'll leave the Stanley meal for you to enjoy."
Yin Zhaotang said without turning his head.
Niu Qiang was driving the car and said fearfully, "Brother Tang, be careful of Jiu Wenlong's attack."
Yin Zhaotang scolded, "Do you think I'm a fool? I'll deal with the powder myself? I'll definitely let my lackeys do it. If there's any stock, they'll grab it. If there's no stock, they'll run away. If they can really grab a batch of stock, they'll bring it back."
"Haha, the number must be huge."
Huoshui was not very wise, but he was a little clever. He took advantage of the outbreak of the war and secretly transported a batch of goods back to the port, using the strategy of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west.
That night, Temple Street.
The cars of Zhongyitang and Qunle arrived on time, and the roadside stalls were still full of people from the underworld, but there were obviously fewer strong men from the underworld such as Du Lianshun, Axe Jun, and Beidou. Jiang Hao's performance in the first round had already made the fighting general lose his expectations.
The underground casinos had already stopped betting on single-game wins and losses, and started betting on how many games Jiang Hao could win in a row, and how many games He Qunle could win. When Jiang Hao, Ah King, Ah Xin, and Feiying walked into Temple Street, cheers rang out all around.
Tonight, all the loyalists were wearing black training clothes and holding knives, looking more imposing than yesterday. At the same time, He Qun Le Xiao Hu got out of the car with a knife and ten other strong and fierce fighters.
(End of this chapter)