Supreme pardon

Yazi smiled, took a sip from the wine glass, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

The other party's words were very meaningful. It could be understood as showing weakness, or as a subtle warning to himself.

Hawkeye's death did surprise him, especially after learning that the man who killed him was a young student.

But he didn't want to do anything about it. It's normal to raise the price of Baiyao for the Zhanchi Gang. Generally, he sells it at this price in this area. The reason why he gave the price before the Zhanchi Gang is because of the existence of Hawkeye. , the other is considering that the Spreading Wings Gang is his first client here.

Now that the gang has changed hands, some conditions that were previously negotiated can naturally be changed.

In particular, the price of Baiyao fluctuated greatly this year, and it has been rising recently. It is reasonable for him to adjust the price.

"Let's be honest, what are you looking for me tonight?" Spreading his hands back, Fang Zi stared at the other party quietly.

Wen Renjue hooked his lower lip, stretched out his hand to lift his collar, and said concisely: "It's very simple, I hope you can change the price of the white medicine we trade."

"Back to before?" Yazi pondered.

"No," Wen Renjue looked directly at the other party, looked into his own eyes, and said firmly, "In addition to the price you gave us before, this amount should be reduced."

Slowly raised three fingers.

Yazi said "heh", but his tone was quite normal, "Are you kidding me?"

"I don't usually joke around when I'm talking to people about business."

"What face do you have to tell me this?" There was suppressed anger in the cold voice.

Wen Renjue said with a calm expression, "Of course my face is worthless, I'll talk to you about the purchase quantity."

Having been in contact with all kinds of gang bosses, Yazi still has a bit of knowledge. He stared at Wen Renjue's face for 2 minutes, and he could tell that he was serious, and he was really not joking about him.

Taking a deep breath, he slowed down his tone again, "Tell me."

"Every month, add this number." This time, Wen Renjue only stretched out one finger.

Yazi pursed his lower lip, "One hundred?"

Wen Renjue laughed, "Are you kidding me?"

Yazi was silent.

One minute ago, he had just asked the other party this sentence, but he didn't feel embarrassed. In business, we have to talk.

"One thousand?" After thinking for a while, he asked.

"When did you become so petty?" Wen Renjue withdrew his hand and asked jokingly.

Yazi didn't feel offended at all, he sat up straight, and finally got serious, "You need to add [-] pills every month? Are you sure?"

If this is the case, then reverting to the previous price is also possible.

Wen Renjue saw that the person became more serious, but still shook his head, and sighed: "Seeing the friendship between the two of us when we met for the first time tonight, why don't you dare to say more?"

"You want to add 3 pieces?" All his composure was broken, Yazi screamed out, and before Wenren Jue could speak, he calmed down again, lowered his head to think for only [-] minutes, then looked up again very quickly, he said viciously Staring at Wen Ren Jue, "Mr. Wen, you have to know that it's not a good idea to make fun of people in the corner of the road."

"I said, when it comes to business, I don't joke."

"One hundred thousand? You have such a big appetite. How can you, a small gang, eat so much every month?"

"This is my business. What you want to confirm is whether it is okay or not?" Although Yazi's tone just now was very bad, Wen Ren Jue was still indifferent.

Squinting his eyes, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, looking very at ease.

Yazi stared at him and thought. During the process, he clenched his fist twice and then released it. Finally, he spoke, but he was still full of hesitation, "An extra 30 pills per month, not to mention one Zhanyi gang, ten Zhanchi gangs can also eat it." No less, you know, the gangs in the entire West District are combined, and the monthly sales volume in my hands is only [-], and your small Wings Gang will account for one-third of it?"

"As I said, all you have to consider is whether you can agree to the conditions I just said, and the rest has nothing to do with you." Wen Renjue still had a good temper, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered and added , "Oh, of course, you have to guarantee that the price of Baiyao you give to the West District will be the lowest for my Zhanyi Gang."

Yazi clenched his fists, breathing heavily.

If the new owner of the Spreading Wings Gang sitting in front of him really knows what he is talking about and does it, then after returning this year, he will definitely become the most dazzling one among the managers of the expatriate contacts.

Of course, there is also a ladder of power in the corner of the road. In the past few years, the competition among several managers of the same level among them has been fierce.

"Can you make an order for this month's quantity?" Suppressing his excitement, Yazi's expression became serious, and he still wanted to confirm again.

Wen Renjue smiled peacefully and said affirmatively, "Of course."

"Okay!" Yazi raised his wine glass again, collided with the wine glass that Wen Renjue had poked in front of him, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, after putting down the goblet, took another deep breath, and said in a heavy voice, "According to what you said earlier Yes, I promise you, I hope you are not fooling me, otherwise..." Looking around the room viciously, Yazi said viciously: "I am afraid it will be difficult for your gang to continue to exist."

Wen Renjue nodded politely, didn't pay much attention to his threat, continued talking for a few more words, drank a few more drinks, and then sent him downstairs in person.

In the room just now, when Anshun and the others heard what he said, their expressions changed instantly.

One hundred thousand pills of Baiyao are taken every month, what kind of concept is this?

In previous years, they couldn't afford so much a year.

The hall master standing next to Anshun wanted to step forward to stop Wen Renjue, but unfortunately the tall and burly sect master's personal guard stepped forward and silently controlled him.

Seeing that he was being controlled, the other hall masters who wanted to intervene or stop them quieted down. In the past few days, it was not that they were unaware of the strength of this group of people, but they had never fought against each other, so they were somewhat uncertain.

But the other hall masters in the room were very clear about the strength of the hall master who was about to step forward just now. He was stopped by the gang master's guards effortlessly after he took two steps, and he couldn't move his whole body. How could he not be terrified.

With this hesitation, his mind slowly came to his senses, and he remembered that the young man who spoke was the real master of the Zhanchi Gang.

He could only continue listening with a pale face.

He personally sent people downstairs, Wen Renjue bent down again, and the gentleman escorted people into the car, until the car started, he still stood where he was, watching Ya Zi and his group go away.

"Guild Master!" Anshun knelt down on the ground with a "boom" before turning around, and shouted heart-piercingly, "Guangzhu, please take back that decision no matter what!"

Wen Renjue turned around, flexed his wrists and was about to walk into the building, but Anshun refused to give up, several hall masters standing behind him also knelt down one after another at this moment.

"Master, one hundred thousand more per month, we really can't eat it."

"That's right, leader, if we take out all the living money in the gang, it's enough to pay for a month's medicine."

"Master, please think twice!"

"Okay! What does it look like?" In just a short while, many guests who came in and out noticed this rare scene, and Wen Renjue looked displeased, "Let's go in and talk about it."

After he finished speaking, he went straight into the building, and several personal guards followed him without any extra movement.

Anshun and the others who were still kneeling on the ground looked at each other, then turned their heads to see the back of Wen Renjue who disappeared at the door, and heard more and more chaotic discussions in their ears, they had no choice but to stand up and chase after them.

Wen Renjue was sitting in the room just now waiting for them, his eyes were cold, and his chin was raised to let them sit down in their seats one by one.

"You heard what Yazi said just now, if we are playing tricks on him, what will happen?"

"But we..." Anshun opened his mouth to refute, but he didn't know what to say.

Very dejected and desperate, he lowered his head and clasped his hands.

Wen Renjue's tone was flat, telling them the result of the negotiation with the Shen family was great news, but at this time, no one in the room could be happy.

Wen Renjue was too lazy to explain, but he was also annoyed to see them looking ashamed in imminent disaster, got up and stood by the window, and said slowly in an unquestionable tone: "One Zhanchi gang can't eat, how about ten? "

Like frozen wood, Anshun and other senior officials instinctively raised their heads, staring blankly at Wen Ren Jue with their dull eyes.

"What do you want? Greater power and wealth, but these will not come for nothing. If you don't do something, delusion can only be delusion."

Turning around, Wen Renjue took a light step forward.

The blue ghostly fire ignited and extended to Anshun and the others, like a road from hell, Wen Renjue stepped on the ghostly fire, approaching them step by step.

There is always a vague smile on his face, "From today onwards, our Wings Gang will officially expand outward."

"By any means, at the cost of bloodbath."

"I hope you all already have this will and determination, otherwise..."

The oppressive pace stopped suddenly, Wen Renjue reached out and grabbed a man's neck from the chair beside him and lifted it up. The man was shocked by his current appearance and didn't even think of resisting at first.

Until the strength of the lock on the neck became stronger and stronger, the man's breathing gradually became difficult, and the fear of approaching death made him scratch the back of Shang Wen Ren Jue with both hands, twisting his body desperately.

Wen Renjue lifted the man, raised his head slightly to look at the man, and said softly, "Was it you before? Did you leak the news that I went to negotiate with the Shen family?"

If it weren't for someone from inside to release the news to the outside, Liu Da wouldn't be able to escape at all.

At that time, Anshun and others were furious, but Wen Renjue showed a nonchalant attitude.

No one knows when he found out the culprit, and he deliberately waited until now to attack.

The man is a head of foreign affairs of Zhanchi Gang. At this time, Wenren Jue locked his throat and made no sound. Everyone else looked up in shock.

The smile on Wen Renjue's face deepened, and he folded his five fingers together, only to hear such a dull "ga", the man who kicked violently with both legs stopped moving instantly, and his head tilted unnaturally to one side.

Mention people to the right like garbage, and throw them away.

Wen Renjue looked down at everyone in the room, "If you don't have the idea of ​​unifying the underworld, are you playing tricks now?"