I haven't been a boss for many years

Uncle held the chicken feet, couldn't help thinking about it, and asked.

An old man sneered and said, "Governor of Hong Kong? Have you ever seen a Governor of Hong Kong in his twenties! This is the Emperor of Kowloon. I don't know if I am in the mood to drink tea in Central today."

"Uncle No Ya, I heard that you used to be the boss of Yiqun, and you are very familiar with Jianghu." Another uncle asked curiously: "Now Xinji is fighting with Yi, Duan Long is going back to Causeway Bay last night, Datou Kun Lead people to fight bloody with Li Tailong, and take the initiative to lead troops into Wan Chai."

"Someone saw that the police carried away more than 200 corpses and more than [-] bullies last night in Wan Chai alone. Now, the prices of Lai Chi Kok and Stanley have risen accordingly, and the bad guys are stockpiling goods, waiting for the boss to come in." consumption!"

Uncle slapped the table and interjected, "It's more than that!"

"Li Yutian from the New Territories led a surprise attack on Lao Jin in Tuen Mun, hoping to kill one of the ten heroes of Yihai that night. Unexpectedly, Bao Yaqiu and Belly Wen had already led people to set up an ambush in Tuen Mun."

"Li Yutian's head was tied to the car, and his body was dragged for more than ten kilometers. It was horrible, horrible, alas!"

Uncle rolled his eyes and tentatively said: "You said that the Emperor of Nine Dragons came to Central to talk to Xinji, and the outcome was decided last night...

"how is this possible!"

Uncle No Ya sighed and shook his head: "Xinji and He Yihai are the first or second big fonts. If this kind of font is launched, it is impossible for hundreds of immortals to stop."

"Besides."

Uncle No Ya picked up the teacup, drank the hot tea, and was full of emotion: "The one who leads the soldiers to fight is Duan Long, not Xiang Sheng."

"Then do you think that the Nine Dragon Emperor's victory is..." someone speculated anxiously.

Uncle No Ya shook his head: "I don't know, I'm just an old straw sandal, how do I know how to fight against big fonts?"

"At most, I have led more than thirty people to kill." He rolled his eyes.

Zhang Guobin was dressed in a suit and was sitting by the coffee table. He had just finished ordering when he heard a newsboy hawking outside the teahouse. He raised his hand and returned the menu to the target boy.

Say aloud, "Get a newspaper."

Target Boy held the menu, nodded slightly, and walked out of the teahouse around a screen, but returned to the table with a copy of "Sing Tao Morning Post" after a while.

"Zhang Sheng."

"Sing Tao Morning Post" is a sub-journal of "Sing Tao Daily", and it was the newspaper with the largest sales in Hong Kong in the 80s.

Zhang Guobin sat on a chair, sipped tea, crossed his legs, and opened the newspaper to read.

title:

Duan Long, the triad boss, was killed in a terrorist attack! "

Zhang Guobin's movement of bringing tea to the entrance stopped slightly.

"Fuck your mother!"

"The police force is getting more and more over the top!"

It used to be said that he was a triad member, but now he is said to be a terrorist. I, can't I be a fucking good person?

Zhang Guobin turned two pages down, it was the vicious fight in a few blocks last night. According to the normal situation, in the next few months, there will be news of various triad vicious fights in the newspapers. After several months of fighting, Only then will there be a winner.

Now.

Inside the teahouse, citizens and uncles looked at the newspaper and screamed.

"Do it!"

"Directly invite the terrorists?"

Here, how are you going to play in this arena?

Chapter 400 Xiangjiang No. [-] Brand!

The war between Xinji and Heyi was clearly instigated by Duan Long, and a settlement of Duan Long is equivalent to a settlement of Xinji.

The curtain is down!

In the teahouse, an uncle sighed: "With this battle, He Yihai has officially secured his position as the No. [-] brand in Xiangjiang!"

"Baku!"

In the future, some people say that Xinji is the first name, and no one in the whole world recognizes it!

Will the first font size point be stabbed by people who show off their chariots and horses?

Even the helmsman was killed.

There are also discerning people full of sighs: "Damn, Duan Long has planned for many years and fought bloody battles all his life. He finally climbed to the position of head coach, but he bumped into a crazy dragon."

"Xinji has no position as the speaker, and the Xiang family is about to take power again."

The heart of the head coach of Xinji is known to all teahouse uncles!

Zhang Guobin put down the newspaper full of exclamation, and the newspaper lay lightly on the side of the table.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea: "Sip."

With a refreshed face and fragrant lips and teeth, he nodded in satisfaction.

Dongguan Miao sat beside her, picked up the chopsticks, brought a quicksand bag to her, took it with her hands and bit the bag.

Mr. Xingtang is qualified to sit next to the dragon head and have breakfast, but the rest of the brothers still have to keep vigilant and look around. The poor assi stay up all night, and they have to protect the boss to drink morning tea early in the morning. Fortunately, the boss quickly opened his mouth and asked the waiter Set up a tea table on the left and right sides, please sit down with Sir....

"Squeak."

Lu Yu Tea House.

A BMW hurriedly stopped at the gate, followed by three Crown cars.

A big boss in a white floral shirt and big pants opened the door and got out of the car, waving his hands and urging the horse boy behind him to follow quickly.

"Bah!

There was another sound of engine stalling and deflation.

A convoy made entirely of Audis pulls up at the gate.

At the entrance of the teahouse, a row of luxury cars were parked along the street, which violated the regulations.

The traffic police are coming by bike.

"Da da da." Da Quanbiao led his men into the teahouse hall in strides, heard a familiar voice calling from behind, turned his head and saw a burly figure.

"Brother Tiger Biao!"

"Slow down!"

Wu Zhaonan wore a black shirt, stepped on cloth shoes, and stepped across the threshold with his shirt in his hands, with an anxious expression on his face, but Da Quanbiao immediately looked away, quickened his pace, and stepped up the wooden ladder to the second floor.

A group of outdated uncles were sitting in a teahouse, discussing the incidents of Xinji's defeat, Duan Long's death, and terrorists entering the Jianghu.

The rivers and lakes are becoming more and more unruly!

It's broken!

But someone suddenly saw a group of thugs rushing upstairs. Just by looking at the thieves, they were fierce, covered with scars, and muscular, and they knew that they were not easy to mess with. What's more, the leader of the thugs was very famous. .

"It's Daquan Biao, the leader of the Daquan Gang!"

A few tables away, an uncle yelled out in surprise, and a big circle gangster seemed to hear it, and stared fiercely in the blink of an eye, then looked away and walked around the corner with the leader.

The uncle's complexion changed suddenly, and he quickly shut up.

The next moment, Wu Zhaonan was wearing a long gown again, and led a group of brothers into the teahouse, causing a commotion in the teahouse again.

What day is today?

The Emperor of Nine Dragons, Jia Qianwu, and Daquan Biao are all located near Lu Yu Tea House?

Is it the dim sum in the teahouse?

Do not!

It's the people sitting in the teahouse!

You know, Daquan Biao never liked to eat morning tea or visit teahouses.

I prefer to go to the soy milk shop in North Point to drink soy milk with fried dough sticks.

But at this time, Daquan Biao led people to stand outside a flower and bird screen, straightened his body, clasped his fists and shouted: "A Biao, the representative of Xiangjiang Daquan, please see Xiangjiang Hongmen Helmsman!"

Jiaqian Wu didn't stop, caught up with him by coincidence, and immediately said with cupped fists: "Xiangjiang Hongmen number helper Wu Zhaonan, please meet Xiangjiang Hongmen helmsman!"

The storm rises overnight, and the storm passes in the morning!

The two of them were surprised by the explosive news, and rushed to meet the wave-maker who was making waves. They might have both fear and admiration in their hearts, but they rushed quickly.

It must be profitable.

The target boy stood guard outside the screen, saw the two groups of people, with a blank face, turned around and entered the screen and cupped his hands and said: "Boss, big circle help big circle Biao, number help Wu Zhaonan, please see me!"

"Let them in." Zhang Guobin was holding a chicken claw in his hand, lowered his head to bite off a piece, and kept chewing.

Da Quanbiao and Wu Zhaonan, led by Target Boy, went around the screen and entered the compartment, and clapped their hands with smiles on their faces: "Congratulations, Brother Bin."

"Congratulations Binge!"

"Bah!" Zhang Guobin lowered his head and spat out a piece of bone, grabbed a white towel to wipe his hands, and greeted with a smile: "Brother Biao, Brother Wu, did you rush over to drink tea early in the morning?"

Daquan Biao just wanted to speak.

Wu Zhaonan saw a table of bodyguards in suits with police IDs hanging on their chests, and immediately shut up and asked instead: "Mr. Zhang!"

"How can there be police?"

He looked a little flustered.

Mr. Zhang will not be arrested, right?

It doesn't look like it!

Zhang Guobin waved his hand and said, "Everyone, sir, I have something to talk to my friend."

The sirs ate breakfast, and they ate almost enough to fill their stomachs.

It's a work meal.

If the big boss invites you, the requirements should not be too high.

A senior inspector stood up knowingly and led a group of police officers away from the table, guarding outside the screen, Daquanbiao, Wu Zhaonan was a little dumbfounded when he saw this scene, and Daquanbiao said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhang, You control the police force?"

"Ha ha!"

"Brother Biao, you really know how to joke. Please sit down." Zhang Guobin raised his hand and asked.

"How can I be qualified to control the police force? The police force is a government department, and citizens pay taxes. I just happened to be involved in a shooting case. The police department sent me to protect me. After all, I am also a taxpayer! "Zhang Guobin smiled very naturally, and his tone was more relaxed.

Da Quanbiao turned his eyes, obviously not convinced, but still sat on the chair in a regular manner, cupped his hands and said: "Mr. Zhang, as long as you are fine."

After Wu Zhaonan sat down, his face was even more suspicious, his tone cautious, and he asked tentatively, "Mr. Zhang, those police officers are probably comrades, right?"

"no no."

"The Sino-British matter has been negotiated, follow the document, don't think about it anymore." Zhang Guobin stopped.

Someone brought up two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and two teacups.

Dongguan Miao stood up and poured tea for them, and both of them tapped their fingers on the table, kowtowed and thanked, "Thank you."

"Thank you Mr. Miao."

Wu Zhaonan picked up the teacup, rinsed his mouth with tea soup, glanced at the newspaper on the table, lowered his head and whispered: "Master Zhang!"

"Did you ask mercenaries to kill Duan Long last night?"

Zhang Guobin smiled and said, "It's not mercenaries, it's special forces."

"Where did you come from?"

Daquan Biao asked: "You are so sharp, you can behead Duan Long once!"

Zhang Guobin intends to talk to Da Quanbiao and Wu Zhaonan to let Daquanbiao and Wu Zhaonan know He Yihai's trump card.

In the future, doing things with the two associations can take advantage of things, and relying on strength will make the two associations stand more firmly by Yihai's side!

For He Yihai's friendly society, good friends, occasionally revealing a hole card is beneficial and harmless. Of course, it is a fool to reveal all the details to the other party.

A smart boy must know how to measure.

Zhang Guobin took a sip of tea, then laughed and said, "Brother Biao, what are you interested in? If you give me money, I'll hire someone to help you, just a small group of mercenaries."

I am still a bit of a soldier abroad. "