Chapter 2 Birthday Banquet

Looking at the huge manor in front of me, I looked at the heavyweights of black and white coming and going around. These people were almost controlled by the entire Canadian dark world, and the whole Canada had to shake several times with a stomp.

The foundation is indeed incomparable. Whether it is the Speed ​​Party or the current big circle, there is still a certain gap with super gangs like Hell Angels.

Xiao Qiang had just accompanied Baye to get off the car, and a black extended Bentley drove over from the lawn in front of him. The car slowly stopped aside and then got off the car.

When the man got out of the car, the eighth master's face became a little difficult, and he said in a deep voice, "It's really a narrow road for enemies!"

The other party obviously noticed the Eighth Master here, turned around and explained a few words to his subordinates around him, and then walked towards him.

Xiao Qiang quietly looked at the guy who suddenly appeared. The other party looked almost the same as the Chinese, with a tall figure and a 1.8-meter-old figure almost taller than Xiao Qiang. Standing there, it looked like a green pine tree.

This guy must have been a soldier!

This is Xiao Qiang’s first impression of him. Although he was wearing a suit, the explosive power contained in his body could not be hidden. He walked with great vigor and had no sign of sloppy steps at all.

Xiao Qiang immediately understood who this guy was, the leader of the Vancouver Vietnamese Gang, Hu Kun.

I have been in Vancouver for three months. Although Xiao Qiang spent most of this time as a driver with Eighth Master, Xiao Qiang knew very well about the gangster situation in Canada. He naturally knew very well about this Vietnamese leader who was named the biggest enemy in the big circle.

"Haha... Isn't this Eighth Master? I thought I was confused. Eighth Master had already withdrawn from the world, but I didn't expect to be here today!"

Hu Kun's entire body exudes a slut, and the other is a hero. (Baidu search updates the fastest and most stable,)

The eighth master sneered, "Hu Kun, you are not dead yet, why am I willing to leave the world!" He didn't give the other party any good face.

Hu Kun was not angry, and still had an inexplicable smile on his face, "Eighth Master, you will have to have a few drinks later. Alas, when people get old, they have to enjoy life well. Now the world is the world of young people!"

"Hmph! You won't care about our big circle! Lin San, let's go!"

The Eighth Master snorted coldly, then took Xiao Qiang to walk into the villa on the side. Hu Kun from behind snorted coldly, and his eyes suddenly fell on Xiao Qiang behind. The man in a black suit and sunglasses but like a javelin, his brows frowned, because although he was not Xiao Qiang's eyes, he could feel that Xiao Qiang was indeed staring at him.

After Xiao Qiang protected the Eighth Master into the hall, he followed closely behind the Eighth Master. In such a place, although the Hell Angels were very careful, many of the guests who came today had grudges, so it is hard to guarantee that some people would get angry and have conflicts.

Among the crowds coming and going in the hall, Xiao Qiang even reached many political officials who often appeared on TV. It can be seen how much influence the Hell Angel has reached in the entire Canada.

When the banquet was over, the protagonist Lao Solin finally came out, and Xiao Qiang finally saw the legendary Canadian underworld godfather for the first time.

Old Solin is really old, just an old man in his fifties and sixties. With the support of two tall beauties, he slowly walked downstairs. His gray hair and wrinkles all looked like an ordinary old man with no power to tie a chicken.

But none of the people present dared to look down on the old man, and they didn't want him to go up and be an ordinary old man, but when he got angry, he was definitely a crazy slaughter.

Old Solin stood in the middle of the hall and smiled and made warm and polite words, which was to welcome everyone to attend his birthday party. He was very grateful to Yunyun. Xiao Qiang only cared about observing the guests around him, and did not listen to the rest.

Later, when Lao Solin announced that the banquet had officially begun, the political officials and other guests who had good relationships with Lao Solin sat for a while and stood up and said goodbye and left.

It is impossible for them to really stay for dinner. Being able to come to this party has already shown their attitude, not to mention that most of them are people from the underworld, so they are even more unlikely to stay.

Old Solin stayed in the hall for a while, then left the hall and returned to his room due to discomfort. The remaining ash was received by Old Solin's son.

Eighth Master glanced around the scene, then slowly stood up and walked out the door, and Xiao Qiang behind him immediately followed.

In another place not far from the hall, several people from all over the place had arrived at this scene, and their expressions were naturally different. On the other side of the Vietnamese, Hu Kun went out of the Eighth Master, just sneered, then held the wine glass and continued to smile and chat with a Canadian drug lord beside him.

In the corner outside, the Iranians also discovered this scene, and Tucker looked thoughtful with the back of the eighth master walking out.

"Boss...Boss..."

The subordinates on the side came to the boss to look at the door and couldn't help but ask questions in confusion.

Tucker looked at the back of the Eighth Master and asked, "Do you know the guy who went out just now?"

"I'm sure! It's the Eighth Master in the Big Circle!"

Tucker frowned, "I'm talking about the bodyguard following him!"

Several subordinates were stunned and said in a daze, "The other party is wearing sunglasses, which is difficult to identify, but it is not like Qi Hu, Wu Dao and Zhu Qi!"

Tucker frowned and stared at Xiao Qiang's back who was walking out. He felt that this figure was very familiar for a moment, but he couldn't remember who this figure was.

"Damn it! Why can't I remember it!"

"Boss, the Eighth Master in the big circle only brought a bodyguard this time!" A subordinate next to him whispered, "Do we want..."

After saying that, the other party made a neck wiping action. In the past few months, the conflict between the Iranians and the big circle has become increasingly intensified. Especially when the police have not caught Tucker's younger brother, the Iranians have had several fights with the big circle, either openly or secretly, and the conflict between the two sides has become irreconcilable.

Tucker stared at the door, "Go and check who that bodyguard is for me! As for Qiu Laoba, there will always be people who can't help it if he lets him live Liang Tian first!" After saying that, Tucker glanced at the Vietnamese without hesitation.

Eighth Master led Xiao Qiang out of the banquet hall. As soon as he walked to the lawn, an old butler came over.

"The eighth master in the big circle is right? The master is already waiting in the villa!"

The Eighth Master nodded, "Thank you for leading the way!"

"plz follow me!"

The old butler nodded and did not speak much. He turned around and led the way in front, leading the two of them through a section of Changcao, then through two gardens, and passed a large racecourse. Xiao Qiang even got several authentic European horses inside, with a special horse master responsible for training. He couldn't help but be amazed in his heart. The construction of this racecourse alone was an astronomical figure.

Finally, the old butler took the Eighth Master to a somewhat old villa, stopped, and then turned around and said, "The Master is waiting for Eighth Master inside, please come in!"

The eighth master nodded and then walked in. Xiao Qiang behind him was about to follow, but was stopped by the old butler.

"Sorry, only Eighth Master can go in alone!"

Xiao Qiang's expression changed and he immediately looked at the Eighth Master. The Eighth Master turned around and looked at Xiao Qiang, then nodded, and said calmly, "Lin San, you are waiting at the door!"

"Yes!" Xiao Qiang immediately stood aside, while the Ba Jun and the old butler walked into the villa.

Only by entering the villa lobby can you get out of this villa, which is completely in the inner world. Although it is an old house with some years and years on the outside, the decoration inside is absolutely amazing.

The ground is covered with thick pure Turkish cashmere knitted carpets. Walking on it is as light as walking in the clouds. There are many precious oil paintings of celebrities hanging on the walls around it. Don’t doubt the authenticity of the painting, because it can only show your vulgarity and ignorance.

The silver-shiny sterling silver tableware placed on the table top is covered with diamond-clad glass chandeliers. Next to one wall, there is still firewood burning slowly in the fireplace. Warm yellow flames emerge.

It was just autumn, and the fireplace was burned in the house. As soon as he walked in, Baye felt a little hot, but it was still acceptable.

At this moment, the godfather of the entire Canadian underground world, the controller of the Hell Angel, was sitting on the expensive sofa in purebred crocodile skin, drinking coffee quietly. The suit had already been replaced, and now he was wearing a wide nightgown, looking lazy like an emperor.

When the eighth master walked in, Old Solin immediately laughed exaggeratedly, "Haha, come here quickly, my dear friend, we have been missing for a long time!"

Eighth Master walked over with a smile and sat on the sofa opposite Old Solin. "Mr. Solin is still so joking. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We just met in the banquet hall!"

Old Solin was stunned and then laughed, "Master Eighth Master, when did you become so humorous? In my impression, everyone in your circle is cold and ruthless and serious!"
Chapter completed!