I haven't been a boss for many years

two o'clock.

Old Tanglou.

Zhang Guobin was sitting on the sofa in the main seat, with his legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and a lighter flipping in his hand.

Dongguan Miao stood in front of the window, opened the curtains, looked at the street lights downstairs, and looked at the street scene.

Da Bohao was sitting on the single sofa in the guest seat, with his hands resting on his head, biting a toothpick.

Lawyer Chang was wearing glasses and a suit, and his purse was on the shoe cabinet.

entrance living room,

a yellow light,

Several sofas.

Now, Zhang Guobin and Zhu Baoyi have moved into the artist's apartment, and the old Tanglou has become a hidden place for the four brothers Zhang Guobin, Dongguan Miao, and Da Bohao to hold meetings.

what's the big deal

Tang Lou chat.

At this time, several people were reviewing the matter of King Gaoli. They first talked about the club gambling stalls, and then the Fuqing Gang and the police force.

Lawyer Chang said: "Bingo, the hall has paid the bill and released the brothers in the gambling stall on bail."

"The brothers are just running a gambling stall. When the police were sweeping the scene, they hugged their heads, squatted down, and got in the car. They behaved very well."

In this way, the police have no reason to refuse bail.

Collect money and let people go.

Zhang Guobin nodded: "Yes, as long as the brothers are safe, it doesn't matter if the stall loses a little bit."

"Gambling stalls are a small business for us, such as stables, sports shoes, and women's clothing."

"Either earns more!"

"Yes, Brother Bin." With a smile on his face, Lawyer Shichang agreed with Brother Bin very much.This time, Yau Ma Tei responded calmly to the police's targeted action, like a spring breeze blowing on the face, but the corpses of the Haojiang people floated on the shore, causing heavy losses.

"Basically all the gamblers have come out."

"There are two rotten guys who don't have the money to pay the bail, and they asked us to pay at the stall. I paid for them, and then broke his two legs." Da Bohao said grimly, picking his teeth.

Zhang Guobin shook his head: "It's too heavy to break a leg. Next time there is a similar thing, send him to the stable."

"Some bosses just like to play pretty boys."

Da Bohao was stunned for a moment, swallowed his saliva, felt that hemorrhoids had occurred, and replied: "I know, boss."

The boss just didn't want to fight and kill and harm his personal safety. Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the brothers, this method was more ruthless.Dongguan Miao closed the curtains, turned around and preached: "When the police were attacking the financial company, a young man shot two policemen and ran away carrying a bag of money. Brother went to the road to catch the wind, but there was no sound of wind."

"Which one ran away?" Zhang Guobin frowned, took off the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, flicked the ash with his hands, and said with a solemn expression: "The messengers are not doing well... Tell Awei, don't give away the pennant tomorrow. "

"The one who ran away was Gaoli Wangtouma, Fuqing Gang, Xinzi." Dongguan Miao said.

Zhang Guobin raised his hand to bring the cigarette back to his mouth, squeezed his mouth together, and took a deep breath: "I remember this guy, the one who eats spoons on the boat... he is very cruel to himself, I don't know if he is smart enough or not enough , teach him to be a man."

……

"Sir Huang, the news from the Portuguese-Macau police has confirmed that the community members with guns on the shore of Tsim Sha Tsui are not Hong Kong citizens, but new immigrants from Malaysia. They have just arrived in Portugal and Macau for five years. , the leader is King Gaoli, his real name is Wang Kun, he is from the mainland, and he is a well-known loan shark in Portugal and Macau."

"The person who injured the two policemen is called Li Jixin, and his nickname is Xinzai."

"The leader of King Gauri, who picked up rubbish in Malaysia when he was a child, has been hanging around with King Gauri. His parents are suspected to have died in an anti-China incident in Malaysia. Li Jixin once kidnapped gamblers with an AK at the entrance of the Haojiang Casino. He acted very extreme. It is said that Mentally ill, Haojiang gamblers are afraid when they hear his name, and secretly call him "Dianrenxin."

"It is reported that Li Jixin has fled back to Haojiang and visited the Fuqing Chamber of Commerce. He may retaliate against He Yihai."

O in mind.

Du Zhenghui held a piece of intelligence information, stood upright, and reported aloud.

"It seems to be correct. Based on other intelligence information, Prince Bin handed over all the loan rights of Yau Ma Tei gambling stalls to the people of Haojiang Fuqing Gang."

"Damn it, last time I pushed Dao Youhui out, this time I threw out King Gaoli, Xiangjiang played until Haojiang, Prince Brother played hide-and-seek, oh no, you are really good at deceiving people."

Huang Zhiming figured out the stubble on his chin.

"The greasy one is like a loach. I can't catch it no matter how hard I try. I'm not surprised that one day he will turn into a justice of the peace and come to the police force to hold a sympathy dinner."

"What should we do then? Sir!" Du Zhenghui closed the file and said with disgust in his eyes, "He must be defeated! I would rather be the one being targeted than see him enter the police station wearing a suit and beating drums and gongs."

Huang Zhiming was silent.

"You go to contact Sir Zhong from the Commercial Crime Investigation Section and ask him to send a team to investigate Zhang Guobin's Zhengxing company. I think that Zhang Guobin has gradually abandoned and transferred illegal industries. There may be problems in Zhengxing company."

Then preach.

"As for the Fuqing gang and He Yihai, hehe, the police force doesn't want to wipe their ass at all, let alone explain anything for them."

"They like to use the rules of the world so much, let's let them follow the rules!"

"Patter." Huang Zhiming casually threw a document on the table and preached.

"Yes! Sir!" Du Zhenghui stood at attention and saluted.

……

"Bingo, Uncle Weng from Haojiang called, saying that King Gaoli's head, the epileptic Ma Xin, fled back to Haojiang by boat, met with several big bosses of the Fuqing Gang, and talked about us and Yihai pitting his boss everywhere, and cooperating with the police Eat him together, I'm afraid the Fuqing gang will do something."

"Which one is Epilepsy? His name sounds very powerful!" Zhang Guobin sat on the director's chair, turned his head to cover his mouth, and yelled into the phone.

On the set, the students finished their classes, making a lot of noise.

"Bingo, that's the one who ate the spoon on the boat last time!" Da Bohao shouted on the phone.

"That? That's crazy!" A few young students ran in front, Zhang Guobin had no choice but to open his mouth wide and roared, "Just follow the rules."

"Understood, boss." Da Bohao said.

Zhang Guobin hung up the phone and continued filming.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, drink tea first before bidding.

Let's talk about any misunderstandings... If you can't do it, don't do it... Once the younger brothers are sent out to fight and kill, every knife is money!What's more, he really didn't want to kill King Gauri, and he didn't tip off the police to engage in black-and-white cooperation. Now Xiangjiang only cooperates with the police and the people, and there is no such thing as black-and-white cooperation.

Da Bohao stood in a warehouse at the entrance of the hall, put down his big brother, looked at the twelve shirtless, shorts, holding fragrances, kneeling in front of Guan Erye, and said solemnly: "According to the rules! "

"Draw life and death lottery, decide loyalty!"

"Abin...I'm Heichai..." That night, Zhang Guobin was halfway through filming when he received a call from Heichai, who was sitting in the studio, and immediately greeted him enthusiastically: "Master, if you need anything, just talk! "

Chapter 63 Life and Death, Reincarnation

"Hehe, it's really not a big deal. It's just that there have been rumors in the world recently that someone from us and Yihai has become official, wearing red shoes, and contacting the messengers to smash the jobs of their colleagues."

"If you did it, you stand up and admit it. If you didn't do it, you solved the matter." Heichai led Dubin to walk the dog in the garden of the villa at home, and jogged with Dubin, holding the phone and facing the phone. The lipstick stick in the book is talking about things.

"Grandpa, I understand. This matter must be settled for the association, so that my own affairs will not affect the association." Zhang Guobin said aloud.

"Um…"

"I believe in your ability. Don't let people find faults. It will be difficult to handle anything in the future..." Tick, Heichai turned off the phone and continued to walk the dog.

Zhang Guobin shook his head.

Wait until Da Bohao makes an appointment with someone, drink tea and chat together, and settle the matter.

The association doesn't care about the stalls on the site, whether it was swept or smashed. In short, the police sweep the stalls, and you open the stalls again. Don't let the association lose too much. Difficult, if other brands smash the stalls, you cut down the other party, don't let the community lose face, everything is easy to talk about, easy to talk about.

But you, as the bottom line of the brand, if someone inserts a flag into the site and smashes your job, you will lose face for the brand and cause bad rumors.

Then you will be held accountable!

It’s just the beginning to say hello from the boss sitting in the hall. If the Yau Ma Tei hall can’t handle things, the other halls will intervene, intervene to solve the trouble, and scrape off a piece of your land by the way. Until the end, you are a waste material, with a red stick and a big bottom. About to be picked up.

Zhang Guobin is waiting for his identity as a red stick to be stripped away!

But being ripped off is not the same as losing face...

He managed the hall poorly, the black business was getting worse and worse, and the righteous business was getting more and more prosperous. The bosses of the club gradually suspected that he was carrying the banner of the club to earn money, but he didn't want to contribute to the club, which eventually led to the red stick being killed by others. Throw it away, and become an ordinary, innocent, and clean billionaire script.

It's not that Prince Bin and the police secretly negotiated the song, cooperated to kill fellow Jianghu, the hall was trampled by outsiders, and all twelve streets in Yau Ma Tei were lost...

Zhang Guobin now has two ways to solve the rumors in the world. The first is to kill Epilepsy to death with absolute strength, and the second is to prove that he has no collusion with the police.

Cut off those who gossip, and naturally no one will say anything in the arena, and the sufferer is gone. Who will sue?

Sitting in the hall, Heichai's solution to the troubles is obviously the same way, simply and neatly, cutting the mess quickly.

Heichai believed that with Prince Bin's strength and means, he could solve the problem of an intruder, but after answering the phone, Zhang Guobin lit up a cigarette, put up the cigarette butt, stared at a little fire with deep eyes.

Don't force me, really don't force me, if you have something to talk about first, drink a pot of tea, collect a sum of money, and go home to pick up the position of the boss, how nice!

However, if the transactions between associations and gangs are stabbed by the police, it is often just a conflict between the two associations, and there is no reason to ask the police to settle accounts. It can be seen that to be a big boss, you have to be white!

"Yi character is at the head, the heroes of the Hongmen, the three heroes and the five ancestors, the bloody battle is ahead!" In the warehouse, an incense table was set up, a row of candles were lit, and the fire was flickering, against the bright straw sandals Guan Gong, in a green robe, holding a green dragon knife, squinting. The statue of Dan Fengyan.

In a dark room, light a candle.

The twelve brothers knelt on the ground, with their heads held high, their faces fearless, and they held a fragrance.

The candlelight brought Guan Gong's photo to life, and Danfeng's eyes overflowed with murderous aura.

Da Bohao was sympathetic, put the phone beside the case, picked up a Hongmen single sword, and put the blade on the candle to warm it.

"Today, there are two disciples from Hongmen who inherit the will of their ancestors, inherit Yihai's courage, claim state guests for Yihai hall, draw life and death lottery, and decide on loyalty and righteousness." Da Bohao narrowed his eyes, looked like Guan Gong, and turned his head horizontally: "Where is disciple Yihai?"

"Disciple Deng Wei, disciple Zhou Cheng, disciple He Shuxing, disciple Zhang Xitao...disciple Huang Dang, disciple Huo Qingyun..."

"I would like to receive the life and death lottery!" In the warehouse, in front of Guan Gong, under the incense table.

A dozen or two disciples of Minghai held incense, reported their names one by one, and swore an oath to Guan Sheng, willing to receive life and death lottery, to do loyal deeds. Play Aberdeen.

Incense swayed their faces, expressionless, determined, deeply excited, full of ambition...their expressions were different, only a courage to fight, they all coincided with each other.

These ten or two are all four or nine boys registered in the hall, and each of their subordinates is in charge of some situations. Some younger brothers are usually responsible for handling small conflicts, and they are not on the stage, but they are all the backbone of the hall. Who will lead the life and death now? If you want to sign, you have to bring the younger brother to do things together. In the future, he will be the first one to carry the territory to lay down the land!

Da Bohao nodded, and Hengdao took a step away. One by one, the four or nine young people stood up, inserted the fragrance into the incense burner, bowed to the statue of Guan Gong, and turned to get the life and death lottery on the table.

A barrel of life and death sticks is inserted in the bamboo box,

A total of twelve,

The eleven elders are for life, and one short is for death.

Deng Wei walked in the front. After inserting the three sticks of incense into the copper stove, he first stretched out his hand to the stick, but the moment he grabbed the bamboo stick, he seemed to have made some decision in his heart, and took the stick away. Get up, hit the ground hard: "Bang!"

The bucket of sticks bounced off and flew away, twelve bamboo sticks were scattered on the ground.

Deng Wei recognized the death lottery at a glance, bent down to pick it up, held up the death lottery, knelt down and shouted: "Yihai disciple Deng Wei is willing to make the death lottery serve the hall master!"

"Pa-ta!" He knelt down on his knees, holding up the death lottery with a firm expression.

When Da Bohao saw Deng Wei fall off the bamboo barrel, he raised his Hongmen sword in his hand, and wanted to kill the traitor who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and betrayed his master!

But when he saw Deng Wei receiving the lottery of life and death alone, vowing to serve the boss, the tip of the knife hung steadily on Deng Wei's forehead.

Under the portrait of Guan Gong, there are only one brother left, with different expressions, as if shocked, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Have you figured it out? Monica's business with Huayuan Street is not bad." Da Bohao stared at him sharply.

Without any hesitation, Deng Wei held up the life and death sign, shouted hoarsely, "Brother Hao! I've thought it through!"

"I don't want people to call me Pachewei all my life, I don't want others to call me Pachewei, I will be Pachewei all my life!!!"

Da Bohao looked at Deng Wei in front of him, and felt as if he saw Brother Bin before he took the position. That night, in the attic of the photo studio, Prince Bin did the same thing in front of his grandpa, with the same expression.

Rivers and lakes,

It is a reincarnation.

The big boss is good to the brothers, gives the brothers a future, the brothers do things for the big boss, and fight for the big boss... Everyone wants to be a big boss, but they don't know how many people will become the big boss in the end, Guangming Photo Gallery There are pictures of those who have drawn the dead lottery. At that time, just like this moment, how many people are in the position?

And there are brothers who are willing to receive the life and death lottery alone, which is a sign of a strong society and a strong church!

There is only one boss in the world who can lead his subordinates to follow suit like this.

Da Bohao's eyes flickered, his eyes touched, he put away the horizontal knife, turned around and put the knife back to the incense table, took a stack of thick red envelopes from the incense table, handed them to Deng Wei who was kneeling, and said: "You and brother Take our family allowance and send it to the little brother who crossed the sea together..."

Chapter 64 Cause and Effect

"We, the Fuqing Gang, have a rule when we go out. We support people, not idlers." Haojiang, Fuqing Chamber of Commerce, a figure in a suit and leather shoes, wearing high-end leather shoes, and holding a cigar, spoke with a Hokkien accent. Said: "Back then, Xiao Wang helped us kill a Malaysian boss with a gun. He was chased and killed by the Malaysian gang for twelve days, and hid in the ventilation pipe for seven days to help us Fuqing people vent their anger."