Taro Biao had a headache. He had already given up three nightclubs after asking Brother Ten to take action.

Regardless of whether things are done successfully or not, this benefit must be given.

For the sake of petty profit, I offended the leader, do you want to get mixed up in the prefix?

Yes, you still have to find Brother Ten. The money has been spent, so you have to listen to it.

Taro Biao picked up the phone again and dialed Tuo Di's number. The busy tone on the phone sounded several times before someone answered.

The person who answered the phone was Brother Ten's personal bodyguard Chen Zijia. After asking about Taro Biao's purpose, he asked him to wait with a very bad attitude.

Taro Biao dares to be angry but dare not speak out, but Chen Zijia has won three Muay Thai gold belts in Xiangjiang, won fifteen consecutive victories in Kowloon Walled City, and directly broke a man's ribs with one punch.

Even Su Long, the new head coach, did not dare to compete with him easily.

Taro Biao waited for five minutes before he heard Brother Ten's rich voice: "A Biao, what's going on?".

"Tenth brother, I received a message saying that Xinghe wants to help Shuanglonglin take revenge."

"You see, I should."

Brother Ten also frowned when he heard this, covered the phone with his hand, looked at Chen Zijia behind him, and whispered: "Uncle Xue, please come over."

Chen Zijia nodded and quickly walked into the box to find Lin Xue.

"How can I be the leader of Tuen Mun if I am in a panic and have no determination at all?"

Brother Ten took out the silver cigarette case from his pocket, took out the neatly packed Marlboros, put it in his mouth, lit it, and taught Taro Biao a lesson.

Lin Xue appeared in front of Brother Ten with a red face, and said with a smile: "Master, you haven't finished the wine yet, why did you ask me to come out?".

"A Biao said that Xinghe let it out and said he was going to be punished."

"It seems that Qilinwen is not satisfied with our peacemaking!"

Brother Ten took two puffs, then threw the cigarette to the ground, stamped it out with his foot, and said calmly.

Although he drank a lot of wine, his reason was still there. Lin Xue took the phone and said coldly: "If you don't want to talk, then don't talk."

"Whoever takes the job will be killed."

"Is this your first day in the world? You still need me to teach you such a small thing."

"Gan!".

Taro Biao on the other end of the phone saw that Lin Xue was angry and subconsciously shrank his head. When he saw that there was no movement on the phone, he put the phone back.

"Call Ah Xing back!"

When Taro Biao got the idea, he didn't hesitate and immediately shouted to the younger brother standing guard outside the door.

Ah Xing soon appeared in Taro Biao's office, standing casually in front of his boss.

Seeing this guy looking like he couldn't wake up, Taro Biao angrily grabbed a pile of money from his desk, threw it on him, and yelled angrily: "I can't wake up all day long."

"I beg you, please cheer up."

"Let's get to work, go find the plane and take care of Shuanglong Lin's son, Young Master Le!".

When he heard that he was about to work, Ah Xing became more awake. He pulled up a chair, sat on it, crossed his legs, and said lazily: "The bad guy from Shuanglong Forest is only seventeen."

"After killing his father, now that he is dead, the family will be in order."

"Kill them all."

"What bad luck!".

It's okay if I don't mention this, but once I mention it it makes Taro Biao furious.

"If it weren't for those old guys under you who drank too much, they wouldn't have caused so much trouble."

"If you don't deal with the mistress first, do you want me to deal with you first?"

"We've already agreed, let's really fuck your mother!".

Ah Xing scratched his head in embarrassment. If the Shuanglong Lin group hadn't spoken so arrogantly, there wouldn't have been such bad things like this.

But it’s also the fault of that trashy Coke. He was so trashy that he couldn’t stop him even in one round.

"Go do something and come back and have supper with me."

Ah Xing stood up, said hello feebly, put the money in his pocket, and staggered out.

"Fight on the street!"

Taro Biao picked up the magazine on the table, clasped it on his face, and waited for Ah Xing to come back and have supper together.

Lin Huaile, who was sitting on the second floor of Hesheng, had no idea that Taro Biao wanted to strike first.

He was sitting on the bed, carefully examining the courtesy knife sent by Sister Mei.

Although he is not an expert with knives, he is more or less knowledgeable.

This is a good knife! You can tell it was made by a master at first glance.

Lin Huaile showed off his sword in a show of coolness, then slashed at the bedside table, cutting off the entire corner of the cabinet.

The power is staggering.

You know, even if the bedside table is tattered and creaking, one kick can end its fate.

The structure is loose, but the materials used are solid.

A rough inspection shows that the thickness of the top plate is at least ten centimeters. Even if you are not strong enough, you can still split it with one knife. It is a sharp blade!

Lin Huaile sighed, put away the knife, walked to the window sill, and looked at the scenery quietly.

What will Taro Biao do?

This was the only thought in his mind.

What is Jianghu? It means that I am among you and you are among me.

Although He Xinghe is not a top-notch member, he is not a sunset club either. There are still many people paying attention to his movements.

This was Qilin Wen's first shot after he took office. Even if others didn't tell him, he still had to spread the word throughout the city to make people aware of his majesty.

This is putting yourself on the fire!

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and all the citizens wandering the streets had gone home and slept with their wives in their arms.

Although the bathroom next to it is still brightly lit, the parking boy and the waiter who greets guests at the door have gone to sleep somewhere.

Lin Huaile took out his lighter and lit the cigarette in his mouth. The flash of fire lit up the darkness in front of him. He suddenly discovered that there was a black shadow behind the phone booth.

Undercover work is a job with little profit and great danger. Being with the God of Death is extremely exciting.

In order to survive, sleeping with both eyes open is a basic operation.

At this time, those who are still working hard are either eyeliners or beggars collecting scraps.

Lin Huaile did not hesitate in the movements of his hands, and continued to complete the movements of his hands, lighting the cigarette.

Taro Biao people?

It should be!

The efficiency of Xinji is so high, how quickly we got the news!

Lin Huaile grinned, finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, and then closed the window.

He closed the curtains, turned on the bedroom lights to the maximum, then picked up the knife from the bed, stuffed it into his clothes, and walked downstairs.

Ma Zai, who was watching the scene, was smoking a cigarette angrily. When he saw Lin Huaile coming down, he immediately stood up and called Brother Shengle.

"There are people watching from the other side, and we sent people to look for Changmao next door."

"Leave two people in the store, and the rest will go out with me to meet new friends!" Lin Huaile said with a smile on his face.

A business with the prefix Hesheng naturally has a resident team, all of whom are registered as Lao Sijiu.

These people, tired of fighting and killing, looked for a place to make a living.

The prefix will look at the distribution of credit, and those with greater credit will be given a fruit bar and a tea restaurant next to them.

Those who are dawdling will be assigned to do odd jobs in the righteous business.

"Okay, Brother Le!"

The three horse boys stood up and accompanied Lin Huaile out of the back door.
Chapter completed!