Zhou Yu glanced at him lightly and then withdrew his gaze.

"Tank, order."

Seeing Zhou Yu's unresponsiveness, Mo Yilie made it clear that he didn't want to miss such a good opportunity to strike. Otherwise, why would he really come here to drink tea instead of taking a shower and massage so late at night?

Tank understood, took a stick with his men, sat down noisily, and then slammed the table: "Boss!"

"Come on, come on." The boss ran over with a smile: "What do you want?"

"What did they order?" Tank asked, tilting his head.

Now there are only a few drinks on the large imitation mahogany round table at Zhou Yu's side.

The boss glanced in the direction of Zhou Yu's table and said with a smile, "They ordered all the snacks."

"Oh, he's quite rich." Mo Yilie smiled.

"Brother Lie, who knows if it's because of corruption. The police now are more corrupt than us." The younger brother agreed in a strange way.

Tank smiled and said: "Boss, we want an exact copy."

"Okay, okay." The boss nodded with a forced smile.

It was easy to do business tonight, but he intuitively felt that something was wrong. The atmosphere was too weird, so don't start a fight.

At this moment, at the top of the stairs, a waiter wearing a cheongsam came up carrying a basket of snacks and walked to Zhou Yu's table.

"Hey~"

Tank stretched out his hand to block the way,

He chuckled and said, "Just leave it here."

"Sir, this is what someone else ordered." The waitress explained with a smile.

"What, did you write down your name?" Tank's voice turned cold, and he looked at the waitress with an obvious threatening look.

"This" the waitress immediately looked at the boss next to her with questioning eyes.

The boss's face suddenly turned green, and he smiled at Tank's side and said, "Boss, the table next door ordered this one first, but don't worry, we serve food very quickly here, and yours will be here soon."

Tank chuckled lightly, turned to look at the boss, then picked up his collar, held it in front of him, and said coldly: "I said this share is mine, you don't understand, right?"

"No, no." The boss said sadly, waving his hands repeatedly.

Tank didn't want to let him go easily. He looked in the direction of Zhou Yu's table, chuckled and continued to ask: "Then tell me, whose share is this?"

"Yes." The boss's eyes immediately brightened when he saw the tank: "What's yours is yours."

"It's your understanding."

Tank smiled with satisfaction and let go of the boss: "Why don't you send it to the table?"

"Yes yes yes."

The boss winked at the waiter, and the waitress knowingly placed the shrimp dumplings on Mo Yilie's table.

"etc."

A shout of harmony, the voice was not loud, just like talking normally, without any fluctuation in tone.

But the person who spoke was very rough.

Luo Ji stood up, attracting everyone's attention. His tower-like body, dark face, and flowing hair were very eye-catching.

Under everyone's attention, he walked straight in front of the restaurant lady and reached out to take the meal cage in her hand.

Tank immediately moved a step to the right, reached out to grab the meal cage, and stared at Luo Ji.

On the scene, Luo Ji is on the left, the cage is in the middle, and the tank is on the right.

On the contrary, it was the restaurant lady who was supposed to be the most attractive, even though she was wearing a high-slit cheongsam, no one noticed her at this time.

Luo Ji and Tank each grabbed one side of the meal cage with one hand, and no one let go.

Everyone could see that the two people were exerting force on their hands, because the round steamer was directly pulled into an oval shape. It was visible to the naked eye that it was becoming more and more slender and might break at any time.

Just then.

The sound of footsteps coming up the stairs was heard again, this time there was only one person.

"I seem to be late, but it seems to be just right."

Yang Jinrong walked out of the stairs, looked at the situation inside the venue, raised his eyebrows, and then smiled at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu looked at his watch and said with a smile: "7:58, you are still two minutes early."

"Then should I go down and come up again?"

"This joke is a bit cold."

Yang Jinrong smiled indifferently, walked towards Zhou Yu, glanced at the two people arguing, and asked Zhou Yu: "What did you order?"

"Um."

"oh."

Yang Jinrong reached out and naturally took the shrimp dumplings in the cage, then nodded to the two of them: "Don't worry about me, you continue."

Bang, the cage was pulled apart, and Luo Ji and Tank each took a step back.

"Hey, kid, who are you?" A young and Dangerous boy started to cry.

Yang Jinrong didn't look at him at all. He walked to Zhou Yu's table, smiled at Ma Guoying, and sat down next to her.

Ma Guoying looked at him as if he were a god. He was handsome, natural, gentle, and had a natural arrogance.

Yang Jinrong seemed to notice the look in her eyes, and put the shrimp dumpling emperor in his hand on the dinner plate and handed it to her: "If you want to eat it, here it is."

Ma Guoying chuckled: "Thank you, no need."

Yang Jinrong nodded, looked at Zhou Yu and asked, "Where are your people? Are there only this many of them?"

Zhou Yu smiled helplessly: "I called for 400 ptu, but the gods over there stopped me at the door. I guess I am still working as a free laborer on some road."

Yang Jinrong nodded and said with some surprise: "It's not surprising that Mo Yilie did this. He is a country squire himself, and he has been in Yifeng for 20 years. Although his abilities are average, he has great geographical advantages."

"So, I'm looking for you, the little prince of the New Territories."

"Why is the little prince of the New Territories so ugly?"

Zhou Yu smiled and said: "The Great Prince of the New Territories, have you brought enough people with you?"

Gu Yi

Yang Jinrong glanced outside the building: "See for yourself."

He didn't bother to argue with Zhou Yu. He couldn't defeat him anyway.

Zhou Yu stretched out his head to take a look, turned around and smiled: "Hey, the momentum is not small, your father won't talk about you."

"I said I was returning the favor to you."

Yang Jinrong said with a paralyzed face: "He said thank you for helping me get into the security office. It was your first time to handle a case in the New Territories and you were hit. I have to support you no matter what."

At this time, people on Mo Yilie's side also knew that something was wrong. A younger brother ran up in a panic, and the phone rang at the same time.

Bang, Mo Yilie sat there with a gloomy face and mixed up a cup.

He didn't choose to leave, because it was useless to go now. The place was swept away, so why did he still take the initiative to join in?

Zhou Yu and Yang Jinrong didn't care about the commotion next to them and continued chatting.

Zhou Yu chuckled and said, "Don't be so mean. It's not easy to repay favors. The societies in the New Territories are under your father's jurisdiction. He is borrowing my hand to clean up his own territory."

Yang Jinrong's father is now the Senior Superintendent of Police in New Territories North, so he has a duty to do.

"It's not that easy." Yang Jinrong rolled his eyes: "You think there are no people from Yifeng in the New Territories North. It's very troublesome to dispatch 300 police forces without leaking secrets, okay?"

"Okay, okay, I'll come to your door in person another day and bring some good tea to your dad, that's all."

"OK."

Originally, it was just a joke and a small talk, nothing important. It's not like his father didn't know his background, so he was eager to owe him a favor. For some favors, it was better to owe them than not.

Zhou Yu guessed that his father definitely did not say this. If his father knew that Yang Jinrong said this, his legs would be broken.

The sirens and voices outside the window gradually came over, getting louder and louder and more lively.

Originally, there was a distance between the tea house and the street that was raided, so normally the sound wouldn't reach here.

But now, new customers cannot enter nightclubs, bars, dance halls, saunas and massage rooms, so they have become spectators on the road.

A large number of police officers blocked both ends of the road, blocking them all and conducting searches at the same time, with great fanfare.

The atmosphere over Mo Yilie's side became increasingly gloomy, his expression became increasingly ugly, and he kept calling to report on the situation in the field.

The conversation between Zhou Yu and Wei Shile became more and more lively, and Wei Shile and the others could no longer hold back.

"Let's go down and help. These young and Dangerous guys are very cunning in hiding things. We have experience in finding them."

"Go ahead."

"Aji, you protect Sir Zhou, let's go." Wei Shile took the lead and led O's men downstairs.
To be continued...