Twentieth floor.

At this moment, the huge conference room was filled with smoke, as if it was in the fairy world, with a cloud of smoke and mist. Even if you look at it from the opposite side, you can't see clearly. God knows how much cigarettes these people smoke.

But it is no wonder that from ancient times to the present, there are not many people who do not smoke. God knows when this bad habit was passed down.

The conference room is very spacious and can accommodate at least 300 people to hold meetings at the same time.

There was a huge ring-shaped table in the middle of the conference room. Now, more than a dozen people were sitting around the table, and on the small stool against the wall behind, there were still 20 or 30 people sitting. It was obvious that the person at the table was in charge, and the person sitting against the wall was the second-level Bamboo League cadres.

At this moment, Liang Ziheng neither sat in front of the round table nor next to the wall, but sat in a corner where he was not leaning against each other. Although his face was calm, his eyes were shining, and there was an angry but helpless light inside.

Judging from the seating, these people clearly have no good intentions and deliberately exclude Liang Ziheng.

However, for Uncle Yu's sake, he had been tolerating it, and he didn't know when he could tolerate it.

At this moment, a big red box was placed on the table, and the people from the Zhulian Gang were arguing, everyone had a red face and thick neck, and they were very angry.

As Liang Chen expected, today's election is meaningless. If anyone can't be elected as the leader of the gang, everyone is thinking about it, calling it a referendum vote. In fact, everyone votes for their own votes, and there is not even more than two votes. Can this be a bullshit?

I chose four or five times in a row, but it turned out to be like a bird, which made the group of people very discouraged.

If the gang leader cannot be elected, the group of people will be angry and quarreled, and even the election will be put aside.

From beginning to end, Liang Ziheng watched coldly and said nothing. After all, this was someone else's internal affairs. Although he was invited to perform the so-called "watching ceremony", he still knew his identity and did not speak.

"I said, don't fucking a fucking argument, okay? You must first fight against foreign countries. Let's solve our external affairs first, and then talk about our internal affairs." At this time, a guy wearing a pair of large sunglasses and full of wine thorns stood up and waved his hand. That guy is about forty years old, with a wide body and fat body, and his face is full of flesh. He can feel the burning fierce light in his eyes through the sunglasses. He can tell at a glance that he is not a good person.

However, it seemed that his words were quite popular. In an instant, the whole venue calmed down, and all eyes were gathering towards Liang Ziheng. Liang Chenziheng sighed in his heart, knowing that after so long, the drama finally came.

"President Liang, I'm really sorry. There is some disharmony within our Bamboo Alliance Gang. Everyone has their own ideas. As a result, they invited you to watch the ceremony, but they have not even selected a leader, which makes you laugh." The guy with a fat face said with a slight smile.

His name is Wu Wei'an. He is called Ango on the road in Taiwan. He is also the one who is the lowest-level man in Taiwan. He has hundreds of younger brothers under his command, and his power can be said to be the best in the entire Bamboo League.

"Boss Wu is joking. You should not act too hasty in the election. Just take it slowly. The Bamboo Alliance Gang is full of talents, and I believe that an excellent gang leader will be able to succeed you. In any case, don't hurt the harmony." Liang Ziheng smiled and said in a humble or arrogant manner.

"Whether you can choose a gang leader or not is a matter for the future. It seems that the situation is very difficult today. In fact, Gang Master Chen has been dead for more than a year, and we have never intended to choose a gang leader. Everyone is doing their own things, and they are in peace with each other, and get along well with each other. However, after Uncle Yu brought you with you, especially after Uncle Yu became ill, the Bamboo Alliance Gang became a little confused and there was a little disharmonious inside..." Wu Wei'an said this, his tone was no longer polite, and the pissing light in his eyes kept flashing, staring at Liang Ziheng fiercely and said, "The others also had bad eyes, staring at Liang Ziheng coldly without saying a word.

"What does this mean? According to Boss Wu, you have chaos and disputes within you. Do you have to put the blame on Uncle Yu?" Liang Ziheng raised his eyebrows and asked with a cold smile.

"Haha, President Liang, don't be angry. We didn't say that, but what we want to say is, what would you do if Uncle Yu left early? Will he always gain a foothold here, or will he leave with his incense head? In other words, President Liang, are you planning to stay here with your people forever, or just use this place as a temporary foothold?" A thin knife-wielding man next to him slapped the face of a slim knife stick next to him, haha, and said slowly.

His name is Ge Minquan, and he is also one of the hall leaders of the Bamboo League Gang and the most senior cadre in the gang since the leader.

Liang Ziheng's anger surged. To be honest, he didn't take the small Taiwan seriously, nor did he have the intention to compete with these people. However, these people were really too bullying. He was just here for the time being. They were just taking care of the little interests in front of them, fearing that they would share their lives from their jobs. Before Uncle Yu died, they "prepared for the future" and rushed to kick out one of their people first.

Although Liang Ziheng didn't care about staying in a broken place in Taiwan, after all, the world is so big that there are more places that can allow him to stay in Liang Ziheng. His good brother Liang Chen will always welcome him to join. If he doesn't help, he can go back to Europe and the United States and continue to operate his black boxing market. It's nothing great. But the problem is that when you go in the world, people will fight for a breath, Buddha competes for a burning of incense, and he temporarily settles here but is driven away by others. If it spreads, should Liang Ziheng still be in the world? Not to mention losing his face, it will also be embarrassing his brother Liang Chen. Even if Uncle Yu can really wake up, he would probably not scold the Bamboo Gang's bastard first, but scold him for being unpromising and being chased away by a group of local buns.

With a cold smile, Liang Ziheng's eyes also became sharper.

"Several bosses, just tell me what you have. Whether I have a foothold here depends on your attitude. However, Uncle Yu has not passed away yet and he is still alive, and I came here with Uncle Yu, so it is too early for you to discuss this matter now?" Liang Ziheng sneered and began to show mercy. He said this openly, but in fact, he was secretly accusing these people of disregarding morality and also disregarding Uncle Yu's face.

"Haha, President Liang, don't say that. In fact, we are forced to do so. Although we know that there are some problems with the domestic alliance now, President Liang has a family hard to return, but there are also few people in Taiwan, with more wolves and few meat. Look, because a gang leader has fought for this, there are too many brothers waiting to rise to power, and the Four Seas Gang and the Tiandao Alliance are eyeing each other. Regardless of whether Uncle Yu is alive, this place is already crowded and cannot accommodate too many people. If possible, Boss Liang..." Ge Minquan said with a smile, but a needle-like light has already shone in his eyes.

The eyes of the bosses next to them became even more fierce.

"Tell me directly, you just want to expel us, is that right?" Liang Ziheng couldn't bear it anymore.

He is also a hero of a generation. How can he withstand this kind of bullying? This is a bit too bullying. This is the territory where Uncle Yu made his fortune. Uncle Yu is now also the honorary leader of the Bamboo Alliance Gang. Why is he not dead yet? These people can't wait to drive them all away? It's too unconsiderable to talk about the morality of the world and not without basic principles.

"President Liang, don't say it so badly, we really can't do anything about it. Of course, President Liang is smart and understands what we mean. If you want to leave, the faster the better, and we have no objection." Wu Weian laughed and was actually already giving the order to expel the guests naked.

"Where is Uncle Yu? What should I do? He always wants Ye Luo to return to his roots, right? What's more, he is not dead yet, where do you want him to go?" Liang Ziheng laughed furiously and stared at Wu Wei'an and said.

"Uncle Yu, well, this is a problem. However, people will die one day, and there will be the same wherever they die. At worst, let's erect a tomb for him first and a monument for him." Wu Weian scratched his chin and said.

"Fuck, before a person dies, build a grave first? This is the morality of your Bamboo League. To put it bluntly, aren't you just afraid that Uncle Yu will die in Taiwan and we will inherit his property, and you will also share the so-called territory for you to suffer losses?" Liang Ziheng couldn't bear it anymore, slapped the table with a "slap", stood up and roared.

"Yes, it's just this worry, so what's wrong? Isn't it right? Yes, Uncle Yu has indeed left many industries here, but that was a lot of years ago. When Uncle Yu followed President Wang, he had voluntarily left these industries to Gang Master Chen and left them to us to manage. Over the years, after our management, it has flourished, and the industry itself has increased by more than ten times its value. These are the results of almost two generations of hard work. Now Uncle Yu returns

We came, but we had to take it back, and we left a group of disasters like you who want to divide our territory and grab our interests. Are we mentally balanced?" Wu Weian seemed to have decided that Liang Ziheng and the others came to Taiwan to find a place to grab the territory. The matter had reached this point. Everyone had torn apart. He no longer had any mercy as he had just done. He slapped the table and stood up and pointed at Liang Ziheng and roared.

"Haha, it's so funny. Why do you think so? I really think we are interested in your industry and this small territory? You can't help but underestimate me, Liang Ziheng." Liang Ziheng laughed furiously.

"There are many people in the world who seek fame and reputation. They all speak nicely, but in fact they are just one thing on the surface and one behind the back. Don't act like we don't know what's going on. You are just a stray dog ​​driven out of the Mainland Alliance. Now you don't even have a place to settle down. If you don't stare at our place and interests, that would be a strange thing." Ge Minquan snorted and said sarcastically beside him, poking Liang Ziheng's pain point.

Liang Ziheng's lungs were about to get angry, but he took care of Uncle Yu's face. Besides, Uncle Yu is now in a state of dying. He really doesn't want to waste energy and fight with this group of people in this situation, and he doesn't want to fight with these people because he has caused Uncle Yu to be unable to return to his roots after a hundred years. At that moment, he took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and sat down and said slowly, "Okay, since you are so worried, then we will start talking today. First of all, the first thing I want to say is that Liang Ziheng and Uncle Yu's brothers have no idea of ​​gaining a foothold in Taiwan, but they just go back to Uncle Yu's hometown to take a look here. Secondly,

If you are really worried that Uncle Yu will stay here and not leave after a hundred years, okay, then I, Liang Ziheng, can tell you clearly now. Once Uncle Yu dies, after we deal with Uncle Yu's death, we will not delay here for a day, and we will leave after we leave, so we will not give you any doubts or worries. This is always OK, right? I am here to ask everyone for love. Uncle Yu is not clear now. Even if he dies, he should let him die peacefully. Don't hurt the harmony because of these small profits, so that Uncle Yu will not be at peace even in the nine springs." Speaking of this, Liang Ziheng almost retreated again and again, with no way to retreat, and his posture was high enough.

Unexpectedly, these guys were still relentless, "It's useless to say anything. President Liang, if you really think so, please leave now. Uncle Yu, we will help you take good care of you. Otherwise, if you don't leave, we won't feel at ease." Ge Minquan and Wu Wei'an sneered almost at the same time, and said in a strange voice.

Liang Ziheng had been forced to the corner of the wall. This time he could not bear it anymore and slowly stood up, "Don't force me." A rage flashed in his eyes.

"So what if you force you? Don't force you to leave?" Wu Wei'an and Ge Minquan exchanged glances with each other, sneering in their hearts. If Liang Ziheng was forced to leave, it would be better if they didn't have to take action. However, if Liang Ziheng really dared to take action, it would make them get what they wanted. Then there will be more sufficient reasons and excuses to kill Liang Ziheng and his troops and completely quell the so-called "hidden dangers".
Chapter completed!