Take the Job: the Hero Starts from Being the Most Fierce

When they were young, they were not kind, and they had a lot of exposure to drugs. They could be considered very experienced. How could it be possible that the three of them died together?

And Wang Ting smiled slightly and said, "If these three old guys die, even if our arrangement is flawless, others will be able to detect it."

He paused and said, "So no matter whether you cover it up or not, tomorrow they will know that the person who did these things is me.

Now it's just a show! "

Hearing Wang Ting's words, Luo Xiaoniu showed a sudden realization.

After a while, he said, "Brother Ting, will it be very dangerous tomorrow?"

Wang Ting showed a smile.

"Who knows, let's talk about it later."

......

The news that Uncle Quan, Uncle Ninth, and Uncle Tian died of drug overdose quickly spread throughout the port area.

After the news came out, all the senior management of Hengji fell silent.

Early the next morning, they drove to Xiangtang again, but this time, only Tian Jiu and Yaowen were the first to arrive.

It was raining lightly today, and Tian Jiu entered the Xiangtang with an umbrella. After taking a seat, he looked at the empty seats around him with a mocking smile on his face.

He looked at Brother Yaowen who was silent, and said, "I thought you didn't have the guts to come here."

Brother Yaowen glanced at him: "Tianjiu, what do you mean?"

Tian Jiu tapped the table with his fingers and smiled coldly.

"First Mawei, then Ailian, and now Brother Quan and the others are also dead—I wonder if you have seen the scene? I heard that the Longwan Villa was very lively last night. The twelve bodyguards below were fighting each other. A well-respected uncle also K medicine."

Having said that, Tian Jiu leaned forward, and said without smiling, "Yaowen, do you think the next one is you or me?"

Brother Yaowen's eye sockets were dark, obviously he didn't sleep well last night.

There were bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and the mental state of the whole person was also very wrong.

After hearing Tianjiu's words, Brother Yaowen got up and said heavily: "Tianjiu, you are the hall master of Hengji, you spit and nails, don't talk nonsense!"

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Tianjiu's forehead burst into blue veins, and he growled like a beast in a cage, "Do you know how I've been living these days? I hide in the cellar every day, afraid that I'll be beaten to death by others if I open my eyes. what!"

"I, the hall master of Tangtang Temple Street, are not as good as a mouse, do you think I dare to talk nonsense?"

Hearing his words, Brother Yaowen became quiet.

The horns of cars and the respectful voices of the younger brothers came from outside.

"Brother Ting!"

"Good morning, Brother Ting!"

There were crisp footsteps in the corridor, Tian Jiu took a deep breath, and then calmed down.

Although his face returned to calm, his eyes became more gloomy.

"It's so early."

Wang Ting opened the door, greeted the two of them, and then sat on the main seat.

Behind him, Axiang Adong in a neat suit sat opposite Tianjiu and Yaowen respectively.

After Wang Ting was done, he cleared his throat and said, "Last night, another big incident happened. Our three uncles in Hengji died of overdose in the No. [-] Aberdeen of Longwan Villa because of the pressure during this time. "

Hearing his words, Ah Xiang sneered.

"These three guys are too intimidating."

"They have retired from the world for too long, and they have forgotten the taste of licking blood with a knife." A Dong sneered: "It's really embarrassing for us Hengji."

Listening to their words, Tian Jiu and Brother Yaowen lowered their heads and said nothing.

Wang Ting glanced at the two of them, and then said, "Ah Xiang, they are after all the seniors of Hengji. Without them, there would be no Hengji. Be careful next time you speak."

A Xiang nodded: "I see, Brother Ting."

Wang Ting looked at Tian Jiu again and said, "Brother Tian Jiu, is everything okay on your side?"

Hearing Wang Ting's question, Tian Jiu suddenly changed color, but after all, he is an old fox who has been floating and sinking in Hengji for many years.

The color changed only for a moment, and the next moment, Tian Jiu smiled.

"Everything is normal here on Temple Street. Brother Ting, you are sitting in a restaurant after all. Just call me Tianjiu."

Wang Ting said with concern: "The group of people who killed our hall master disappeared without a trace. You have to take good care of it. After all, you are Hengji's right-hand man."

Tian Jiu smiled reluctantly this time: "Brother Xie Ting, I, I know."

After chatting a few more words, Wang Ting withdrew his gaze from Tian Jiu. He looked at Brother Yaowen who kept his head down and said nothing. He sighed in his heart and said.

"Those three old guys, they are still together at such a young age, K-[-], they really know how to play."

After sweeping around, he said lightly: "Heng Ji doesn't raise useless waste people, they deserve to die."

Hearing this, A Xiang twitched the corners of his mouth.

I thought just now that Brother Ting had told me to pay attention to what I said, but I didn't expect to speak so fiercely now.

Could it be that when Brother Ting said pay attention, did he mean to be harsher?

Wang Ting knocked on the table and smiled.

"But that's fine. No matter how Hengji changes, as long as there are constraints from them, they won't be able to play new tricks. Now without their constraints, I have enough confidence to lead Hengji to glory."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Axiang: "Axiang, Mawei, Ai Lian, and uncle's funeral should be well prepared. After all, they are also old people of Hengji. If they leave, they will leave beautifully."

A Xiang stood up and said solemnly.

"Understood, Brother Ting!"

The funeral of the five was arranged in the cemetery where Grandpa was buried. They also have many friends outside, and many people will come to worship at the funeral.

Although Wang Ting despised these defeated generals, he did not bother to use dead people to elevate himself.

Since they have already won the living, it is better to give some peace after death.

After discussing some details, Wang Ting left the meeting.

Tian Jiu was like a chair with a nail on it, and immediately retire after hearing the news of the end of the meeting.

And Ah Xiang also went to the cemetery to go through the formalities.

In the huge Xiangtang, only Wang Ting, Adong and Yaowen were left.

Wang Ting took out the cigarette case and said to Adong.

"Adong, go and ask the younger brothers to clean up this place. Many places are covered with dust and look dead."

"Yes."

Adong got up and left.

Inside the room, the two fell silent.

After a while, Wang Ting opened the cigarette case and handed Brother Yaowen a cigarette.

Brother Yaowen raised his head, bloodshot in his eyes.

He looked at Wang Ting and said, "A Ting, are you doing all these things?"

Wang Ting put the cigarette on the table, lit it for himself, and nodded.

Brother Yaowen's expression showed a hint of pain.

"Eileen...you killed it too?"

After killing Sister Ailian, Wang Ting knew that he and Brother Yaowen would have this conversation sooner or later.

Although he didn't know the relationship between Brother Yaowen and Sister Ailian in their early years, there was always some ambiguity between the two.

At the beginning, the reason why Brother Yaowen gave up the title of Hall Master of Jordan to Huo Bangming was not only because he did not fight, but also because of Sister Ailian.

But even so, Wang Ting did not waver at all.

Without hesitation, he admitted it.

"I have a killer with superb swordsmanship, and I asked her to do it."

Brother Yaowen sighed and said, "Why do you do it so absolutely? You are sitting in a hall, and you can obviously take her power and drive her out of Hengji."

Wang Ting said with a half-smile, "Then what? Wait for her to recover, and then train another Billy to trouble me?"

Brother Yaowen said solemnly, "I will watch her! I won't let her cause you trouble!"

Hearing this sentence, Wang Ting sighed......

He said, "Brother, do you know how many people opposed Ah Xiang when he went to Kuiqing yesterday?"

As he said that, he raised a finger: "A full half of the people. This half, they don't recognize Hengji's orders, they don't recognize my orders. Even if Ai-lian dies, they still want to guard Ai-lian's stall."

"And Jordan. Back then, Ai-Lian and Huo Bang Ming had the same sympathy, and there were many people who helped Ai-Lian secretly and secretly."

"Brother, let me ask you, if you were me and faced with two potential rebels, would you be willing to cut through the mess? Or would you try your best to appease and wait for the enemy to retaliate in secret?"

Hearing Wang Ting's sincere analysis, Brother Yaowen fell silent again.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and picked up the cigarette Wang Ting put on the table.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ting smiled slightly and approached with a lighter.

With a click, Brother Yaowen took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and said.

"Sorry, A Ting, I was too naive."

"Actually, this is a fan of eldest brother's authorities." Wang Ting said with a smile, "I believe that if I switch identities with Ailian, and if she kills me, you will stand here to persuade Ailian."

Brother Yaowen smiled bitterly: "What's the point of talking about it now. Ah Ting, you won."

Mawei and Ailian were removed, and the three most prestigious uncles were removed.

Even if Tian Jiu had any ideas, he would be unable to support him alone, and it would be difficult to turn over any waves.

Brother Yaowen can see very far, and he can see very accurately.

He knew that from today, Hengji has only one surname, and that is 'wang'.