Movie World I Am A King

What should I say about Zhou Ye? I don't really like pretending to be X... Under normal circumstances, as long as the interests of women and myself are not involved, I am still willing to talk about the traditional virtues of respecting the old and loving the young...

Now that Old Man Yan's posture is so low—— Zhou Ye won't insist on hitting him in the face with a pole. Sir, you are welcome..."

"Hehe...Mr. Zhou is really humble. This is not a place to talk...I have prepared a banquet to welcome Mr. Zhou...here please..." Old man Yan said, bowing slightly, Made a please gesture.

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient..." Zhou Ye smiled slightly, and walked directly towards the convoy not far away...and Sayuri followed her master with a smile like Zhou Ye's shadow...like a Like the most competent maid, even the strictest housekeeper can't find a single fault.

After watching Zhou Ye get into the luxury concierge car he had prepared—Old Yan glanced around at his bodyguards slightly, and at the same time secretly recorded the names of the bodyguards who looked disapproving in his heart.

Of course, old man Yan knew what those guys were thinking... But, did he need to explain it to them? Will he tell this group of guys... a few years ago, what a weird situation the first Southeast Asian Chinese United Congress was? ?

But what made him satisfied was that his nephew Yan Feng, who was his favorite successor for the next generation, had always maintained a respectful attitude, without showing any signs of displeasure...

After sending Zhou Ye to the car, Old Man Yan immediately took his nephew and got into another car...while Da Fei took the two Hong Xing's agents and got into the other car.

As everyone got into the car, the convoy of more than a dozen luxury cars slowly moved away—leaved Bangkok Airport, and drove all the way to downtown Bangkok.

When the convoy was driving on the expressway at the airport, the young man sitting in the car finally couldn't bear it any longer. He asked his uncle curiously, "Uncle, what is the origin of this Mr. Zhou who came here on behalf of the leader of the Sanlian Gang?" Ah? When you faced him, you were so respectful??"

Looking cheerfully at his nephew, Old Man Yan said, "I thought you'd hold back until when would you ask..."

"Uncle...I..." Yan Feng scratched his head in embarrassment...

"Xiaofeng, you did a good job...I'm very satisfied!" Old man Yan said with a smile: "Being able to keep pace with me at the airport when you don't know what's going on shows that you know how to think...you can wait until you get on the bus to ask questions, which means You haven't lost your youthful vigor...very good!"

Speaking of this, Old Man Yan patted his nephew on the shoulder lightly and said, "Do you think it's worthless when you see me being so respectful to a young man?"

"Hmm..." Yan Feng nodded his head, you know - in Thailand, even when facing the prime minister, his uncle had never been so respectful, at most he was just being polite...

"The first time I saw Mr. Zhou——it was in Bangkok six years ago. At that time, Mr. Zhou looked like this, and he hasn't changed a bit for so many years...——At that time, the first Southeast Asian Chinese Association was held in Sanlian Under the call of Mr. Ding from the Gang, Mr. Xu from the Hongxing Club, and me, an old guy, the preparations began..." Old man Yan's eyes became a little hollow, as if he had returned to the first Southeast Asian Chinese Federation six years ago The scene when meeting was held.

"Did you know...in Thailand, our Chinese gang was not the most powerful!" Old man Yan said slowly: "In the past...the biggest gang in Thailand was the gang of old men who came from Russia—— They are brave enough to fight, and their firearms are strong enough...Moreover, they are much better than us at buying the Thai army...After all, they used to do those things in their own country."

"At that time... the life of our Chinese gangsters was not easy... a lot of business was taken away." Old man Yan sighed, and said slowly: "So, at that time I heard that the Sanlian Gang in Dawan The leader of the Ding Gang intends to form the Southeast Asian Chinese Federation, so I joined in... At that time, I reckoned that everyone was Chinese. Anyway, blood is thicker than water...Give the money to the Sanlian Gang to make money. Better than giving it to those old men!"

"What happened next?" Yan Feng asked hastily, already whetted by his uncle's story.

"Later—later the first Southeast Asian Chinese Federation was held in Bangkok..." Old Man Yan said, "This is Thailand after all...the foreign policy is very loose...and the police here are trash...so Given the unique geographical environment, there is no reason not to hold it here!"

"But when the first Chinese Association was held... I met those Russian gangsters who came to make trouble..." Old man Yan said with a sigh... "At that time... I faced the big guys from Southeast Asia They—the old faces are all lost..."

"More than two hundred old men, with all kinds of weapons in their hands, directly surrounded our venue..." Old man Yan said here, his words were full of hatred. "Those guys, the weapons in their hands are AK... We only have a few small pistols here... How to fight, use the flesh and blood of the brothers to block the eye-catching??"

"That group of guys came here to demonstrate on purpose...Everyone is triumphant, as if Chinatown is their territory!"

"But - what does this have to do with Mr. Zhou??" Yan Feng couldn't wait any longer. "Could it be that Mr. Zhou has a good relationship with Lao Maozi?? So he has come out to make peace??"

"Hehe..." Old Man Yan rolled his eyes at his nephew, "At that time, Mr. Zhou came with Chief Ding, and Chief Ding did not introduce Mr. Zhou... So, at the beginning, we just regarded Mr. Zhou as Chief Ding. It's just the little brother I brought..."

"As a result... when those old men surrounded the venue, Gang Leader Ding said to Mr. Zhou [This is the first time I have planned such a big event, those spoilers are really disgusting, dear, why don't you take care of it? 】”

"At that time——Mr. Zhou gave a helpless wry smile and said [well, well, I don’t care—these short-lived guys will definitely not live for three minutes...], at that time 1.0...we heard Mr. Zhou say these words , I feel a little dumbfounded, I just feel that this young man is just playing tricks, if he can curse people to death with just a few words, we can beat straw people every day, why go out and fight for our lives...the result..."

"What happened?" Yan Feng asked hastily.

"As a result... At this moment, a bomb suddenly fell from the sky, and it happened to land in the middle of the group of old men, and killed more than half of the group of old men who were showing off their might on the spot. None of them lived more than a few minutes."

When Old Man Yan finished speaking, the expression on his face was indescribably weird, the expression mixed with joy and fear of unknown things made his wrinkled old face look incomparable weird.

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