Chapter 410: Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?

When those few gangsters saw countless men in black suits blocking the entrance to Yong'an Alley, their eyes almost popped out.

These men in black didn't look ferocious, nor did they rush over with their teeth and claws bared. They just stood there quietly, but the pressure they exuded was far beyond what street gangsters could possess!

The man with the earrings was already weak in his legs.

He knew that he had hit a brick wall today.

He suddenly remembered that an older brother he had followed once said something to him when he entered, "Xiaoyuan, you must remember the four words in the future, 'Stop it as soon as you see it'. Those who come out to fool around are most afraid of someone."

The word 'greed' can destroy everything!"

Only now did he understand the elder brother's painstaking efforts.

If he had just nodded and agreed when Tang Muyang offered him one hundred thousand yuan, he would probably be living happily somewhere now.

However, just because of a wrong thought, he was irreversible.

Gao Changming walked quickly into the alley.

In fact, there was no need for him, the underground godfather of Dong'an Province, to deal with a few gangsters, but because this matter involved Tang Muyang, he had to pay attention to it.

"Mr. Tang, what should we do with these people?" Gao Changming looked at Tang Muyang without even looking at those people.

Tang Muyang was very satisfied with Gao Changming's efficiency and said slowly, "You can handle it yourself."

Hearing this, Gao Changming glanced at Yuan Qianhui, who was standing behind Tang Muyang, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise in his eyes. Mr. Tang's method of picking up girls was really good, and he was surrounded by such top performers.

However, this look of surprise was quickly replaced by a look of respect, "Don't worry, Mr. Tang, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

The few gangsters could no longer hold on, and they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Brother, please let us go, we will never dare to do it again."

"You just blinded us and dared to offend you, brother. We know we were wrong."

"Brother, as long as you let me go, I will do anything to repay you!"

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After hearing several people begging for mercy, Tang Muyang remained indifferent, "I just gave you two opportunities, but you didn't cherish them."

After saying that, he turned around and walked to Zheng Hong, helped him up and walked out.

The girl with dyed red hair suddenly said, "Have you ever liked me?"

Zheng Hong looked back at her and showed a smile full of vicissitudes of life, "I promised one person that I would never like any woman except her."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The red-haired girl stared blankly at the man who was old enough to be her father, with a look of obsession in her eyes, "Whether you like me or not, I don't regret having liked you."

Until Tang Muyang and the others walked out of the alley, Gao Changming gently waved his hand to the man in black.

A moment later, several shrill screams came from the Yongan alley!

…

Yuan Qianhui followed Tang Muyang step by step.

She still hasn't fully come back to her senses.

She thought that she had been in contact with Tang Muyang for so long and knew Tang Muyang very well.

He has superb medical skills and looks like he is very rich. Otherwise, he would not dare to brag to Haikou and say that he would spend 10 billion for a foundation; and he seems to be very strong in martial arts. When Nurse Bai was killed by him before,

, she was at the scene...

But until just now, I saw that he called so many people in black with just one phone call, and those people were so respectful to him.

Only then did she realize that she didn't know anything about this man.

What kind of man is this?

Yuan Qianhui stared at Tang Muyang's back, as if she wanted to see him clearly from the inside out.

But unexpectedly, Tang Muyang suddenly stopped.

Yuan Qianhui bumped into it, and then covered her forehead with an "ouch".

"You go back first, Mr. Zheng and I are going to discuss something." Tang Muyang turned around and said to Yuan Qianhui.

"He... doesn't need to be bandaged first?" Yuan Qianhui pointed to the wound on Zheng Hong's face.

"It's okay, it's just a little skin injury. I'm used to it." Zheng Hong immediately waved his hand.

This sentence "get used to it" is very natural, but it contains too much information.

Hearing this, Yuan Qianhui had no choice but to nod her head and returned to the hospital alone.

"Lian Po is old, Shang Neng Fanfu, what a good name!" Tang Muyang pointed to a small restaurant called "Shang Neng Fanfu" on the roadside, looked at Zheng Hong, "Shall we go have a drink?"

Zheng Hong looked up at the simple signboard, then took a deep look at Tang Muyang, "Okay."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the hotel.

This restaurant is not very big, and the interior furnishings are a bit simple. The boss was sitting behind the counter and dozing off. When he heard the noise, he hurriedly opened his eyes and stood up to greet him enthusiastically: "What do you two want to eat?"

"One plate of peanuts, two bottles of Erguotou." After Zheng Hong finished speaking, he took the lead and found a seat to sit down.

The boss originally took out an account book to prepare records, but when he heard that he only wanted a plate of peanuts, he suddenly lost interest and went into the kitchen angrily.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll treat you." Tang Muyang was a little amused when he saw how stingy he looked.

"I didn't tell you earlier." Zheng Hong glared at him angrily, turned to the kitchen and shouted, "Another plate of cucumbers."

The boss quickly brought the wine and food, then sat back at the counter and dozed off.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Zheng Hong put a peanut into his mouth and asked casually.

"I can't invite you to drink if I have nothing to do? We have met, right?" Tang Muyang filled the two wine cups with wine and took the first sip.

"But I smelled 'ulterior motives' from this wine." Zheng Hong put the cup of Erguotou under his nose, smelled it, and then poured it all into his mouth.

"Can you still smell this in the wine?" Tang Muyang helped him fill up the wine again and asked curiously.

"You can smell a lot of things in wine, otherwise why would you say everything is in the wine?" Zheng Hong showed the good qualities of a senior alcoholic.

"I really have ulterior motives for coming to you this time." Tang Muyang stopped here and began to think about his words.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Hong had already said it for him, "Want to invite me to come out?"

"how do you know?"

Zheng Hong took out a pack of red plums worth 3.5 yuan from his pocket, took one in his mouth, "Deal with Xue Wannian?"

Tang Muyang stopped and nodded.

Zheng Hong lit the cigarette, took a deep puff, and then blew out a column of smoke, "I promise you."

Tang Muyang fell silent.

In his original vision, there must be many unknown reasons why Zheng Hong was silent for so many years. It would probably take a lot of words to persuade him to come out.

But he never expected that it would go so smoothly!

"Master Tang, are you walking?"

Zheng Hong picked up the wine cup and looked at Tang Muyang, with the cheap cigarette in the corner of his mouth, so that the entire decadent face was filled with smoke.

Tang Muyang showed a smile on his face and also picked up the wine glass.
Chapter completed!