Chapter 331 I have become the host in advance

Chapter 331 I have become the host in advance (asking for monthly tickets)

It is no secret that Ye Zai is partnering with the doctor.

Shanghai Street, 91 Company.

The office was filled with smoke.

More than twenty people were crowded in a 1,000-square-foot office, and it was a bit noisy.

Lao Mo, Jie Shiyong and others are all here.

But since Fei Mao has no relationship with the Loyalty Group in name, only Shenxiantang is the second marshal of the Loyalty Group.

A group of big bottoms were unable to enter the land, so they were driven to 91 Company to discuss matters "privately" with Shenxiantang.

At this time, Choukou Qiang was the loudest, shouting for killing: "That bastard Yezai, he dared to turn against his own family and mess with our Lao Zhongfeng's double flower red stick. He really wants his life to be too long. Tell the brothers in the gang to go over and flatten all his places. Tell him to sell powder and sell his mother!"

Zuoshou immediately rejected the idea and said in a serious tone, "Brother Tang, we haven't caught the knifeman who chopped off the flash yet. The wild boy will definitely not admit his guilt. If the two loyal men really start fighting, the whole martial arts world will laugh at them."

"It's shameful for Grandpa. It's not a good thing for a brother to be stained with the blood of his fellow disciples."

Jie Shiyong retorted: "Zuo Shou, Jianghu is all about fighting and killing. Why is it wrong to give the brothers money and ask them to kill people?"

"Whether the wild boy admits it or not, we will chop him into small pieces so that outsiders will be shocked by our reputation as an old loyal man."

Jiang Hao agreed: "Boss, you must not be soft-hearted!"

Lao Mo also said: "You must be ruthless. If you are not, no one will obey you!"

The opinions in the society tended to be consistent, but Shenxiantang hesitated for a long time, just smoking and thinking secretly.

To be honest, Ye Zai really gave him a big surprise.

Fortunately, Lao Zhong is developing healthily and has good control over every level. With pressure from every level, this cancer was squeezed out.

Is it true that Yiqun’s signature character is a natural born drug lord?
It’s absolutely amazing!
If the poison is squeezed out, there will be no major disaster. The process of squeezing out the poison will be painful.

The reason for his hesitation was that he was afraid that if he acted too harshly, his brothers would be frightened and his loyalty would be alienated.

While everyone was talking, Niu Qiang pushed open the door, hurried in, came to the boss, and whispered: "Dragon Head, the latest news, Ye Zi is at Uncle Wen's house."

"Uncle Wen's youngest son was taken away on his way to school this morning. Someone saw that it was Yezai Tou Ma Sang Gou who did it."

Yin Zhaotang stood up suddenly and cursed: "You really want to make trouble, you wild boy!"

"Be prepared. If we fail to reach an agreement, and there is a civil war among Xizhong at night, we will directly ask the brothers to step over and take over all of Xizhong's territory."

"Whoever dares to make a move, I'll just say it's a family matter, if you don't accept it, I'll beat you up!"

Jie Shiyong, Lao Mo and others did not expect that Shenxiantang would turn against them so easily.

Jiang Hao agreed solemnly: "Don't worry, boss."

"No problem."

"Let's go prepare the manpower."

All the big guys agreed.

It won't be difficult for Lao Zhong to deal with Xi Zhong, he will definitely be able to take him down easily.

Anyone who is smart enough can figure out why the dragon head suddenly got so angry after a little thought.

Uncle Wen is the former leader of the Loyalty Group. He has been retired for more than ten years and is the only remaining veteran of the Loyalty Group. Yezi kidnapped this veteran and brought him out of retirement with only one purpose, to overthrow the current leader.

The wild boys are all thinking about overthrowing the leader, does Lao Zhong still need to worry about the impact?

The second floor of a tenement building on Tung Lung Road, Kowloon City.

Ye Zi threw a stack of photos on the table and threatened: "Uncle Wen, helping me is like helping yourself."

"You've always been very kind to me. You wouldn't even help with such a small matter, would you?"

Uncle Wen, wearing a blue T-shirt, sat on a leather sofa, flipping through photos and yelling, "Wild boy, you are such a beast!"

"I took you in, brought you out, and this is how you repay me?"

Ye Zi raised his hand and swept the pots and bowls on the table to the ground: "Fuck you, I didn't give you any credit!"

"You are a club elder, hiding at home and eating leftovers. You can't afford to eat. You should have told me earlier."

"In a word, can you help me?"

Uncle Wen slapped the table, stood up and glared at Yezi, breathing rapidly, looking at the younger brother he had brought in that year, and grabbed his coat on the back of the chair: "Let's go, I want to see with my own eyes how you died."

The wild boy snorted coldly and said contemptuously: "Old bone, I thought you were so brave!"

Two gunmen guarding the door watched Uncle Wen go downstairs and get into a BMW.

The wild boy put his hands in his pockets and got into the car with a swagger.

In the car, he took out a mobile phone and handed it to Uncle Wen: "Call all the uncles and staff members of the society to come to Tuodi for a meeting."

Uncle Wen said unhappily: "What excuse do you have?"

Ye Zi said excitedly: "Why are you pretending to be stupid? Just tell them that your son has been kidnapped and ask them to come out and help. You are so senior, how can anyone dare not come!"

Uncle Wen was spitted at and started to make a phone call with a gloomy face.

Three cars arrived at the gate of Yiqun Hall. Yezi's confidant Chuanzi led a dozen people out of the main hall and reported: "Boss, the manpower has been arranged."

"it is good."

Yezi nodded, strode into the guild hall with his men, sat down at the eight-immortal table in the front hall and made tea, seeming to have already taken control.

When Chuishui walked into the front hall, his face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Yezi, are you crazy? You are sitting in Congge's position."

The wild boy put down the teacup and shouted sternly: "You mother, shut up and listen to me, or I will kill you first!"

Chuishui paused and tried to retreat, but two gunmen leaning against the wall had already pulled out their Black Star rifles and stopped him with the muzzles of their guns. Another person came forward to search him, and took away his weapons, pagers, and cell phones.

When I sat down to chat, I saw the driver I brought with me being escorted to the side hall, his face looked even more gloomy.
One after another, the six uncles of the society and the four hall leaders have arrived.

Everyone was given instructions as soon as they got off the bus, and the news could not be spread out.

More and more people gathered, until Liang Jiacong led two people into the land. The smile on Yezai's face gradually became perverted. He looked at all the people working there and felt that they were all mentally retarded.

With just a plan of catching turtles in a jar, he can catch all the big guys in the society. The whole place is full of his people, so what can't he accomplish?
After Liang Jiacong entered the club, he realized something was wrong. He suppressed his anger and came to the Eight Immortals Table and asked, "You are sitting in my seat today. It's obvious that you are trying to take my seat?"

"Wild boy, you were the one who killed Flash, if you have the guts, take responsibility for it!"

The wild boy punched the table, causing the tea table to shake, startling everyone present.

"Fuck it, don't let me take the blame for all the dirty things. Shanda offends so many people outside all day long, it's normal for him to be chopped to death on the roadside."

"Uncle Wen asked everyone to come out for a private meeting today. This is not a company meeting. Do you have to control how we sit on the ground?"

Uncle Lao Tan said, "Wild boy, how can you talk to the boss?"

Ye Zi snorted coldly: "I, Ye Zi, will take care of Uncle Wen's affairs. After all, I, Ye Zi, respect the elderly the most. But Uncle Wen has another matter today."

Liang Jiacong was hot-tempered and said, "You are so respectful to the elderly, so you should help Uncle Wen to speak up!"

"No problem, I, Ye Zi, will say this on behalf of Uncle Wen! Liang colluded with outsiders and sold out his name. He is not worthy of being the leader of our Yiqun."

"Yiqun wants to re-elect the leader, so get rid of him." Yezi pointed at Liang Jiacong and shouted to his face, ordering a rebellion.

Although everyone had some idea of ​​what was going on, when the internal strife really broke out, many of them were still frightened and looked terrified.

Old Tan stood up immediately: "Wild boy, what nonsense are you talking about? Can Yiqun withstand internal strife?"

Bang!
Yezai smashed the teacup in his hand directly on Lao Tan's head, causing his head to bleed and be covered with strands of soaked tea leaves.

"Old Bones, you have no right to speak."

Uncle Fan quickly supported Old Tan and looked at Yezai with resentment. Yezai gave him a fierce look in return.

Liang Jiacong laughed: "Wild boy, is this how you respect the elderly and lead the community?"

"No matter what, it's better than betraying the society." said Yezi.

Liang Jiacong sneered: "How can I betray the society?"

Ye Zi shouted, "Be a dog for Lao Zhong, and do whatever he says. Yi Qun started out by selling powder, and has plenty of resources to make the club bigger and stronger."

"You don't want to develop white powder, and you run to play some commercial street with Lao Zhong's people, and you also ask us not to sell it. Pick, the society paid a sum of money, it's been two months, have you earned a penny?"

"I have hundreds of brothers in my sect, and I support them all by myself. How can you be the leader?"

Liang Jiacong said slowly: "The plan for the commercial street has been launched. We will see the money in a few months. Besides, the business we have acquired on Sai Kung Street has already started to collect money."

Ye Zi interrupted and cursed: "Fuck you, those places are all under your control, and the commercial streets are all in your pocket. Isn't that selling out the society?"

"You're colluding with that outsider, Shenxiantang, and you keep talking about the transformation of the club, which is a betrayal of the club. I'm holding a club meeting today because I don't want to accept you."

"Look at the company, who supports you more or me more!"

Liang Jiacong's expression suddenly became calm. He glanced at the crowd and said, "Who supports Ye Zai? Speak up."

"Acong, although Yezai has a bad temper, there are some things he said that he was not wrong." An uncle who received the money spoke slowly.

Although Ye Zai went too far in his actions, his development strategy was actually quite consistent with the core idea of ​​a group of backbone members of Yi Qun - to follow the old path and lead Yi Qun back to the top.

A considerable number of people really believed that Leung Ka-chung was betraying his father and was acting like a slave to Lao Zhong.

Because, they really have no share of the benefits gained!
In addition, Ye Zai put his wealth on the line and was willing to spend money to buy tickets, so nine out of the sixteen people present turned against him, and more than half of the people supported Ye Zai.

Liang Jiacong's hands and feet turned cold, and he was secretly frightened. He also said, "Ah Tang is the second marshal of the company, and a fellow brother who has witnessed the Jianghu. If you say that I am colluding with outsiders, I'm afraid you are crazy."

Master Qiu retorted: "Brother Cong, the second marshal is just a nominal position, the brothers don't recognize him!"

At this time, Yin Zhaotang walked around the tightly closed middle door of the front hall, stepped over the threshold of the left side door, and came to the front hall. He was dressed in a long gown and cloth boots, dressed like a lawyer. He frowned and asked, "Who doesn't recognize me?"

Master Qiu was so frightened that he took several steps back and yelled as if he had seen a ghost: "Shenxiantang!"

"You?"

Yin Zhaotang pretended to be in a daze, closed his paper fan, and ordered loudly: "Brother Xingtang, capture this man for me!"

More than thirty black-robed swordsmen from the Lao Zhong Xing Tang rushed out from the left and right wing rooms, holding sharp weapons and aggressively surrounded the front hall.

Niu Qiang took the lead and knocked down Master Qiu, kicking him hard twice.

Chuanzi looked at Yezi with a smug look on his face, strode forward in front of everyone, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and shouted: "Marshal Bing, Master Qiu has been captured."

Yin Zhaotang came to the main seat and glared at Yezai. Yezai actually took two steps back and gave up the chair subconsciously to dodge.

The staff all shouted, "Mr. Yin."

"Mr. Yin."

"Brother Tang."

Ye Zi’s heart was pounding, but he immediately grasped the point and shouted, “Shen Xian Tang, today is Yi Qun’s family affair!”

"I am the second marshal of Yi Qun. If you don't invite me to handle family affairs, then what kind of family affairs are they?" Yin Zhaotang sat down on the dragon head chair with a calm expression but an extremely domineering tone.

Ye Zai was a little caught off guard, and before he could react, he shouted, "Even if you are Yi Qun's second marshal, I am already the newly elected leader of Yi Qun. You are the boss in Lao Zhong, and I am the boss in Yi Qun. You'd better not meddle in Yi Qun's affairs. Only the two can continue to cooperate."

Yin Zhaotang suddenly laughed: "I feel like I'm listening to the news broadcast. Don't interfere in your internal affairs? Pick that star and recognize who you are!"

"Before you entered Tuodi, Uncle Cong had already resigned from the position of the chief due to illness, and I was automatically appointed as the second marshal. Yu Lanhua and Chui Shui testified to this matter. Now I am the chief of the Zhongyi Group."

"Who the hell are you?"

(End of this chapter)