Brother Ji said, looking at Jiang Tiansheng with an extremely pitiful look, with a clear meaning.

Although he was seriously injured, he was not dead, but he was unwilling to leave nothing after he went out.

When he heard the scene was swept, Gigo felt even more painful than being stabbed.

Brother Ji is a fence-bearer and has not enough skills. He knows that relying on himself, he may not be able to settle the matter at all.

I can only hope for Jiang Tiansheng.

Jiang Tiansheng was elegant and patted Brother Ji's hand and said seriously:

"Brother Ji, you rest with peace of mind, I will handle your business well. I have someone to get all the Xihuan venues back for you. As for Gao Fei doing the same business next to your venue, I will do it too!"

"Thank you... Thank you Mr. Jiang!"

Brother Ji was relieved after Jiang Tiansheng’s promise.

And he is also weird enough. He didn't mention the crow from beginning to end, but just mentioned his own business. His attitude of "needing money but not life" is really despised.

In the ward, King Cun and the boss B looked disdainful. If it weren't for seeing Brother Ji's injury like that, I wouldn't be able to help but laugh at him.

If you come out and do something, you don’t get rid of your enemies first and you still want to do business. This kind of behavior is simply embarrassing.

Seeing that Brother Ji finished speaking, King Cun quickly called out:

"Mr. Jiang, that bitch about Saigon..."

"King Cun, I said it, leave everything to me and I will deal with it!"

Jiang Tiansheng's tone became a little stern. Without a doubt, he walked back to boss b and said with a serious look on his face:

"Brother b, who did you know who touched you last night?"

The boss shook his head, his eyes were red, and he said angrily:

"They are all wearing black masks, I don't know which team they are."

King Cun seemed to be idle at all and interrupted again:

"You still have to think about it. Brother B was cut off when he just came out of Saigon. How could it be so coincidental? He must be a subordinate named Ding of Saigon. Apart from them, who knows whereabouts of Brother B?"

"I don't think so!"

As Hongxing’s military advisor, Chen Yao also spoke at this moment.

"Ayao, what do you think?"

Jiang Tiansheng cooperated very well and trusted Chen Yao, so he immediately asked.

"The people in Saigon have been dealing with us recently, but there is a reason for this! Even if it implicates innocent people, it has never been a killer."

Chen Yao pointed directly at King Cun while speaking:

"King Cun, you were seriously injured by someone. That person didn't take your life. Instead, he left a blade. He actually understood the meaning."

"What Saigon wants is face. Because Ding Yao was cut down, we Hongxing asked us to give an explanation!"

"If they really want to go to war with us, you will not be here today, but in the cemetery."

"this……"

Of course, King Cun knew that what Chen Yao said made sense, but he still dissatisfied:

"Put my affairs aside. What about Brother B's affairs? Except for the people in Saigon, who knows Brother B..."

Before King Cun finished speaking, Chen Yao had already interrupted and said seriously:

"How difficult is it to know Brother B's whereabouts? Brother B goes to Saigon to ask for someone with a big fanfare, and you can know it as long as you inquire about it."

"The people in Saigon have let Brother B go, why do you still do it halfway? It wouldn't be better if you just let Brother B come back!"

Chen Yao's analysis was reasonable, but King Cun didn't care about these things. He suffered a great loss and was determined to take revenge.

Therefore, Cun Wang immediately retorted and said loudly:

"Maybe this is their calculation? They just want us to think that it's not them, but in fact it's what they did."

The words of Cun Wang were obviously a bit unreasonable, and Chen Yao shook his head and said no more.

Jiang Tiansheng saw it and said:

"Cunwang, I asked the doctor, and the doctor said that your injury is not visible on the surface and you still need to stay in the hospital for observation. Don't worry about this matter, I will give you an explanation."

Speaking of this, Jiang Tiansheng knew that if he didn't show any real information, he would be unable to deal with the king.

With a serious face, Jiang Tiansheng said:

"I have already negotiated with the tiger shark of Heyitang. They will advance and retreat with our Hongxing on the matter of Saigon. If nothing unexpected happens, the tiger shark will soon talk to me."

Jiang Tiansheng thought very well and deeply understood the way of negotiations, the difference between active and passive.

In fact, according to the general thinking, the boss B was chopped off on his way back from Saigon.

No matter what the truth is, as long as the other party wants to reconcile, they will explain, and they will be very anxious to explain.

But will the development of things really be as Jiang Tiansheng thought?

At the same time, the manager of a mahjong hall in Tsingdong was indoors. A burly, slightly fat man with a white sweatshirt lifted up and exposed his big belly. A middle-aged man in his forties was also talking to his subordinates.

This middle-aged man is not very good-looking and has a very simple identity. It is the crow who rebels from the community and Heyitang's tiger shark.

The clubs that start with the word "he" in Hong Kong market were all together almost a hundred years ago, and they were in harmony.

History can be traced back to the 1880s.

In 1884, Hehetu was established, and under the protection of the law at that time, it was registered as a legal society and classified as a "worker self-service organization."

Unfortunately, when Hehetu was created, it was not as advanced as the current clubs, with strict division of upper and lower systems and gangs with rules.

The community organizations at that time were just a "big pot rice" alliance.

All people under the club can go out to find food to eat without being bullied by others.

The internal chaos is no less than the chaos of making a living outside.

Whoever has more people, more money, and more territory will be the only thing he has.

There are no generations, no concepts or people in the community.

You are the boss today, and he can be the boss tomorrow!

Therefore, the big force of Hehe Turu quickly split.

A capable guy will give up a banner. Even if he is the ancestor, he is the first generation, the second generation he is the younger brother, and so on.

For example, when the lame hero was the leader of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, he was the first to be called Hehetu.

With a little strength, immediately branch out of Yi Group and become the leader.

As for the famous "Hesheng, Heliansheng, Xinsheng, and Yitutang, which are now famous in Hong Kong market, they are all divided into this way.

Heyitang, the same is true!

Therefore, the power of the Tiger Shark Society can only be second-rate, and is not as good as Hongxing and Dongxing.

However, the network of relationships in the world is definitely not lower than Erxing.

If it is really time for "life and death", they can ask for help from other words "harmony" at any time, and they dare not say that others have their full help, but seeing that they are going out together, they will definitely find a way to pass the test.

Of course, when it really comes to that point, the price Heyitang has to pay is huge, and it is possible that it will fall directly into a third- and fourth-rate club.

At this moment, the tiger shark looked serious and roared at his subordinate:

"You bunch of trash can't even catch anyone, and the venue can't be seen well. What's the use of me?"

"Especially you, the Arhat! More than a dozen people surrounded one person. Not only did you let him run away, but more than a dozen people, including you, were also injured. You lost all the face of us and Yi Tang."

Uh...there are seven people who are attending indoor meetings at a glance.

Seeing the boss getting angry, all the seven people shrank their heads, like turtles, afraid that they would be found and slaughtered.

The Arhat man was tall and big, and he was a man in his thirties.

After being named, you can't hide like others. You can only bite the bullet and say:

"Old head, I don't think so either. Who knew that the boy dared to betray the club and suddenly attacked me!"

"It's just a waste!"

The tiger shark has a very irritable temper and is even more angry when he hears it, and scolds:

"What about now? I'll give you ten days to capture the traitors, deal with family law, and sacrifice to the ancestors. Where are the people now? Ah?"

The Arhat looked bitter and said carefully:

"Old Ding, that kid is slippery like a loach. After running out, he immediately hid and went to Saigon to take a boat. I originally planned to let the people below go to Saigon to block him, who knows..."

The Arhat didn't say all the following words, but everyone present knew what was going on.

These words also aroused the anger of tiger sharks in the face of continuous losses in recent days.

"Grass! You still have the face to say this."

The tiger shark was furious and picked up the glass ashtray on the table, threw it at the Arhat's head.
To be continued...