Seeing that he hadn't said anything, Ah Le said expressionlessly:

"Maybe I have always been a good person, and you think I am easy to bully. I am not here to beg you today. Think about your family. What will happen if you don't hand over the stick?"

As he said, he handed the phone to Deng Bo.

"Call and ask Blowing Chicken to play with the Dragon Head Stick."

Uncle Deng looked at the phone in front of him and still wanted to persuade:

"Ah Le, I'll let you be the boss. There will be another election in two years anyway.……"

The atmosphere between the two people was tense, and

Deng Bo's pug felt the tense atmosphere and started barking.

Ah Le laughed crazily and said:

"If you don't let me live a good life, I won't let you live a good life either."

He grabbed the pug and threw it downstairs!

"Hand it over or not? If you don't, your son will be the next one."

He was indeed a little crazy. He had been pretending to be a good guy for more than ten years.

First, Uncle Deng talked about seniority and preferred to choose Chui Ji instead of him. Then he was targeted by Big D for pretending to be a good guy.

Finally, he was able to become the boss according to seniority, but

Chen Rao rushed to Hong Kong and snatched all his limelight. Every time, he was stuck when he was about to take the position!

Uncle Deng looked at Ah Le who was like a madman.

He didn't care about his dog and hurriedly called Chui Ji.

At this time, Chui Ji was having dinner with his wife and children at home, but he didn't enjoy the meal.

The dragon head stick is a must for the handover of the bosses of all generations. It has been like this for many years.

With Ah Le's prestige in the society, there is no problem in choosing him, but Uncle Deng did not let him hand over the stick abnormally.

What does this mean?

It means that Uncle Deng is dissatisfied with Ah Le.

There must be something hidden for him to be the boss!

At this moment, the phone rang, and

Uncle Deng's somewhat depressed voice came from the other side.

"Chuiji, hand over the sticks."

Chuiji walked outside the door and asked:

"Uncle Deng, do you want me to personally deliver the dragon head stick to Ah Le?"

The voice on the other end paused for a moment and continued:

"I know you sent someone to take the dragon head stick away. Just have someone bring the stick back to Hong Kong as soon as possible."

After saying that, the phone was hung up.

Chuiji felt a little cold in his heart when he heard this.

Deng Bo knew that the dragon head stick was in his house. Now he was clearly hiding the stick!

He didn't care about eating and called a middle-aged man who looked like a frog.

This was his most loyal subordinate, Siyanming.

He handed the dragon head stick in a sandalwood box to Siyanming.

"Go to the mainland and hide well. Without me, no one can hand over the stick!"

Si Yanming didn't say much, nodded vigorously, and immediately went to the mainland secretly under the cover of night.

Chui Ji breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had repaid the favor of Deng Bo for pushing him to the position.

At Deng Bo's house,

Ah Le smiled after listening to what Deng Bo said to Chui Ji.

"It would have been better if it had been done earlier. Why did it have to be so ugly?"

Uncle Deng closed his eyes and didn't want to look at Ah Le. He just said disappointedly:

"No one will accept your behavior."

Ah Le shook his head indifferently.

"I don't want them to give in. I will lead them to conquer the territory, make money, and make Heliansheng stronger."

He stood up politely and said with a smile:

"I will ask someone to find some better dogs when I get back. I hope that the dogs that Deng Bo raises in the future will not bark randomly."

After saying that, he turned and left the room.

When Deng Bo saw Ah Le leaving, he hurriedly stood up and looked downstairs.

The pug had already died.

"Lin Huaile!"

Uncle Deng gritted his teeth and said Ah Le's name.

He picked up the phone again and called Chen Rao!

"Ah Rao, I have something urgent to ask you to help me. Go abroad and take care of my family.……"

Chen Rao listened to Deng Bo's words in confusion.

Why would this old man stay up late at night to do something like that?

But before he could finish his words, bang!

There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground from the phone, followed by the sound of the phone rolling on the ground.

After a long time, there was a sound of footsteps next to the phone.

""Who is over there?"

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and the next moment, the phone was picked up, and suppressed breathing came from the other end.

The two people were silent across the phone until the phone was disconnected.

Chen Rao put down the phone and sighed.

Uncle Deng seemed to be dead.

Sure enough, the next morning, the news of Uncle Deng's death came out!

And who was the murderer? Some people even suspected that it was Chen Rao!

At the party, the atmosphere was depressing.

Chen Rao looked coldly at Ah Le, who had a sad face.

He suspected that it was him who pushed Uncle Deng down the stairs, and the rumor that he killed Uncle Deng was also spread by him!

However, Ah Le's next sentence made him wonder if someone else killed Uncle Deng.

"As the person in charge, I guarantee that it was not Ah Le who killed Uncle Deng!"

As he spoke, he looked at Da D.

Da D slammed the table.

"Diulei Laomu, do you doubt me?"

A gentleman should use his own methods to deceive others.

Da D will not go crazy. Although he is hot-tempered, he is reasonable.

Chen Rao is different. If he is really irritated, he will really ignore the friendship between fellow disciples...

Ah Le just looked at Da D indifferently and didn't say anything.

But except Chen Rao and Chui Ji, no one would associate Deng Bo's death with him.

The atmosphere at the meeting was a little dull.

He twitched his mouth obscurely and continued:

"I heard that other societies are dissatisfied with He Liansheng and want to bring him down, so I think……"

Big D interrupted him again:

"You think, you think your mother's head, you don't even have a dragon head stick, what qualifications do you have to sit there and give orders?"

Ah Le looked at Da D with a colder look, as if he was looking at a dead person.

He still forced a smile and looked at Chui Ji who was sitting on the side.

Chui Ji smiled and didn't dare to look at Ah Le any more, just said:

"The dragon head stick has already been taken to the mainland by my people, and it will take some time to send it back."

Big D showed half of his body, with his hands on the table, and said arrogantly:

"Uncle Deng died suddenly, I want to re-elect the person in charge!"

When the other hall masters and elders heard this, they couldn't help but talk about it.

"This is simply nonsense, how can the person in charge be re-elected!"

"Ah Le didn't get the dragon head stick, I think I can choose again "

All kinds of noises were mixed together.

Chuiji curled himself up into a ball, not wanting to be noticed by anyone.

However, now the root of everything came to him. Only he knew where the dragon head stick was, and he couldn't escape.

After discussing for a long time, everyone asked him:

"Hey, Chuiji, you don't want to surrender, do you? Did you cause Deng Bo's death?"

Such a big hat was put on him, and he jumped up from his seat in shock.

"Deng Bo is so kind to me, how could I do this? Really, really……"

The Fire Bull standing on Ah Le's side acted as a peacemaker.

"Don't talk so much, just tell me, when can you get the dragon head stick back?"

Chuiji is also very troubled now. He originally just wanted to follow Deng Bo's wishes and hide the stick first.

After Deng Bo has dealt with other things, he will naturally let Siyanming return to Hong Kong.

But now...

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