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Causeway Bay, inside a Qingba pub.

The piano placed in the middle of the room was playing melodious tunes, and there were quotations from Benitzche on the piano cover.

If they hadn't known about it in advance, no one would have guessed that this performer who was immersed in music at this time would actually be a short mule from a club.

And he is not an ordinary dwarf mule, but a galloping thunder tiger, Yaoyang, who is known as one of the Five Tigers of Dongying.

After the song was played, the bad guy who was guarding the bar came forward with a wine glass in both hands.

As Yaoyang's close confidant and think tank for many years, Bad Brain knows very well that sometimes, even if the sky falls, it will never disturb the elegance of his boss. What's more, what he is going to say next may not be enough for Yaoyang.

It may not be considered an earth-shattering event.

"Brother Yaoyang, there is news about Tietawen. He Ngee'an is only willing to provide 100,000 yuan for settlement expenses."

Yaoyang took the wine glass, put it under the tip of his nose, sniffed and asked, "What's the origin of the conversation with Yi'an now?"

"He is still a son of the Li family. I heard that his father sent him to the mainland to study at university. He recently came back to take over and was hired by a cultural person from Ngee Ann."

"A cultural person."

Yaoyang raised his eyebrows, picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, then put the glass on the piano lid with a smile on his face.

"Hello, a cultural person. As for me, I like cultural people the most. It's a pity that I don't have the chance to play with him this time."

Bad Nao was startled and asked curiously: "Is there anything else, Brother Yaoyang?"

"The boss asked me to go to the Netherlands to pick up a batch of new goods. Maybe I won't be able to come back for a month or two. Then you will have to go with me. Of course you won't be able to play with him."

Looking at the indifferent Yaoyang, Nao Nao frowned and was a little worried: "Are we going to let He Yi'an go to the street like this? People in the world will laugh."

"It doesn't matter. Although I don't have time to play with him, it doesn't mean that we don't all have time. Help me call the crow and ask him to do it."

"Crow? Although he is also in Yuen Long, if you ask him to do it, will he be willing?" Bad Brain asked curiously as he took out the phone book.

"As long as there is money to be made, he will be willing to kill his father with a knife if you ask him to. You think he opened the boxing gym just to help the club raise brawlers, not just to make more money from boxing betting every weekend, Tietawen's

I asked him to discuss the matter with He Yi'an. No matter how much money is discussed, I will only ask for 30%. As for how much he can get in the end, it depends on his ability."

…

At the same time that Yaoyang was pushing the matter to Wu Wu, his third uncle Qiang Shenda was walking into Anji Tea Restaurant with his hands behind his back.

As soon as he entered the door, his third uncle bumped into Xiwei who was in a hurry. Behind Xiwei was also the leader of the fifth generation of Ngee Ann, Li Wenhang.

"You have to go out, Hangzi."

"Yes, I made an appointment with my fifth uncle to meet with Diao Zai Long. Anyway, I have decided to talk to Dong Ying. It just puts his mind at ease."

"It's fine if you're willing to go see him, but there's no need to say nice things to comfort him. Aaron is epileptic. I don't know how often he's been afraid."

After the third uncle finished speaking, he turned around and saw Xiwei beside him who was still staring at him eagerly and couldn't help but smile.

"You're just standing here staring at me. I didn't hear Hang Zai going out, so he went to drive."

"Oh, I'm going to drive right now." Xiwei came to his senses and ran out quickly.

"It's a shame that I recommended him to be your close companion in the first place. It was stupid."

"There's no need to say it like this, third uncle, Ah Wei has already helped me a lot."

"Hey." The third uncle waved his hand, then lowered his voice and put on a serious expression, "Hangzai, have you really thought about the matter with Dongying?"

Li Wenhang naturally guessed what his third uncle was asking, nodded and said with a smile: "He Yi'an can't be a member of the Sunset Club forever."

"If you want to establish your authority, there are many ways. You don't have to rely on beatings. I'm afraid things will get worse and it won't end well." The third uncle was still a little worried.

"My father left me three million, of which I used one million to do business, and I converted the other two million into checks to invite reinforcements to ensure that the people in Dongying could not make the matter bigger. As for the follow-up

Some small fights are unavoidable, even if Dongying doesn’t want to fight, I’m afraid that the pretty demon Wei and the traitor Chang won’t be able to bear it.”

After listening to Li Wenhang's explanation, the third uncle was silent for a moment, and then there was a hint of emotion in his tone.

"New leader, new atmosphere, good, good, whether it's Ah Kui or Achang, these capable people have indeed endured it for too long."

After a pause, seeing the car parked outside the door, the third uncle stopped nagging and said with a smile: "I won't bother you anymore, Hangzi, let's go do something."

Li Wenhang nodded, got into the car and left the tea restaurant while his third uncle watched.

…

Ten minutes later, the car parked in front of an inconspicuous butcher shop at the junction of Yuen Long and Tin Shui Wai.

When Li Wenhang got out of the car, he immediately saw Soda Rong, who was flipping through magazines in front of the newsstand with a soda bottle in his mouth.

"If you have a bad stomach, drink less of this stuff, Uncle Fifth."

With helpless complaints, Li Wenhang stepped forward and snatched the bottle from Soda Rong's hand.

"Hangzi, Aaron is in the butcher's shop. I'll take you to meet him."

As if to ease the embarrassment, Soda Rongshan changed the subject with a smile and took Li Wenhang into the butcher shop.

As soon as I walked in, the sound of chopping meat filled my ears.

And the man named Dianzailong, who was known as the No. 1 red stick in Nghe An, was holding a bone chopping knife and slashing at the cow leg bone on the chopping board.

"Hey, Longzai, what are you doing? I'm going to make soup with it tonight!"

Soda Rong cursed and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the bone-chopping knife from Dianzailong's hand.

Looking at the chopped beef leg bone on the chopping board, Soda Rong glared at Diaizilong angrily.

"If Hangzai hadn't come to see you, I would have killed you, Hangzai, you should talk to him first."

Carrying the broken beef leg bones and the boning knife, Soda Rong walked out of the butcher shop dejectedly.

"Uncle Wu even spared the beef leg bones when making soup. Why, are you resentful?" Li Wenhang took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it over.

"without."

Dianzailong took the cigarette and saw that Li Wenhang was still staring at him, so he gestured helplessly with his index finger and thumb.

"Smaller, just smaller."

Li Wenhang smiled and said nothing, but took out a lighter and lit it.

Diaizilong was holding a cigarette in his mouth and leaning over the flames when suddenly a strong wind hit his ears. He had no time to react and slapped him hard on the face, hitting him directly.

The whole side of his face was burning.

"Hua Qiang went to teach Tie Tawen a lesson. I asked him to go. Did I ask you to go?"

"Pop!" There was another clear crisp sound.

"Don't you think it's so majestic to kill Dongying? Do you know how much it will cost me to wipe your shit?"

"Pah!" After the third slap, Dianzailong's cheeks were completely red and swollen.

"Uncle Wu is so old that he still has to take risks to find a place for you to hide from the limelight. If you have any grievances, who are you blaming? Are you blaming me?!"

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