In the lobby of Yunyoubai's house, the decoration and furniture are in a retro style, and there is also a picture of a tiger descending the mountain with beautiful mountains and forests hanging on the wall.

On both sides of the picture are two words written by Yun Youbai in his early years when he practiced penmanship.

A thousand years of right and wrong, nameless waves of bones.

The writing is very heavy and done in one go, and the thick ink is concave on the paper, as if there are traces.

He was on the phone with a group of people under him who were in charge of demolition.

"It doesn't matter what you mean by raising the price for them. Are you following me on the first day?"

"We already have money, but we earn it every penny. Why should we give more to those idiots? You'll kill me for this price."

Yun Youbai sneered, "If they don't agree, just go ahead and find the ones who are the most noisy, break a few legs, and then negotiate with them on the price and find two people to act as caretakers for you.

The mob at the helm naturally changed their tune."

Something else seemed to be said on the other side of the phone. Yun Youbai's brows wrinkled slightly, "The one who leads the banner, he has a nephew in the security department, Kong Qingyun, this person... Heh, then you go around the Kong family and start.

We should make some disguises and maim a few more families, and then those who hold the blame will naturally resent the leaders."

After hanging up the phone, Yun Youbai picked up the ice-cracked celadon glazed teapot with gold rims and took a few sips. He slowly walked around the antique cabinet and walked to the sofa to sit down.

In the middle of the lobby, several people are playing mahjong.

Gu Daoyuan sat on the east side, glanced at the sign, and said smoothly: "As for Shenzhou Jieyi Society, I gave him three days to think about it. He gave him a reply last night and rejected our olive branch."

"Not expected."

Yun Youbai put down the small teapot in his hand and said, "Fan Minzhi has been going too often these days, either to his home or asking him out. With such a low profile, he really doesn't know how to be proud of his status.

."

Gu Daoyuan stroked the mahjong tiles, threw out a four-tube card with an unhappy face, and said: "Minzhi is young after all. Doing this is not a loss of status. Guan Luoyang is also a young man. Minzhi urgently needs his own team.

You should pay more attention to him."

"For being able to kill Wang Qing, Qin Deli and the four brothers by themselves, even if they don't know anything else, they really deserve to be valued with this strength alone."

"But since he has chosen that side, shouldn't we hammer it out?"

Yun Youbai shook his head: "What are you beating for? Find a reason to level this Shenzhou Jieyi Society. I have already said that dragons do not live with snakes. The group of people under his command are equal or not, and they have brought dozens of transformations."

Yes, call a group of snipers, and I'll go there myself. He's just one person, and he's covered in iron. How many nails can he hit?"

Gu Daoyuan pressed a card in his hand, turned to look over, and said: "But after all, Fan Minzhi has already expressed his attitude. If we want to make such a big splash, we have to find a justifiable reason."

"Isn't the reason ready?"

Yun Bai took a sip of tea again, "Dugu Hao has been out of touch for a day or two. Looking at the increasingly chaotic situation under his hands, I'm afraid he really suffered something. Among the recent new faces, it is possible to kill him

His, who else besides Guan Luoyang?"

"The evidence..." before the other party could answer, Gu Daoyuan had already figured it out, "regardless of whether it's true or false, just create some evidence."

Yun Youbai nodded, thinking silently in his heart.

The old leader's attitude of delegating power is becoming more and more obvious. He is watching from the other side, perhaps deliberately wanting his son to have a test before his coming-of-age ceremony.

Killing the Shenzhou Jieyi Society is just a matter of knocking the mountain and frightening the tiger. If Fan Minzhi knows how to restrain himself, that's it. Otherwise, he will have to...

Yun Youbai narrowed his eyes, and his heart gradually became cruel.

A series of ringtones rang, and Yun Youbai came back to his senses and took out his cell phone.

"Hey...what?!"

………………

The light and cheerful tunes of the piano echoed in the cold light hall with brown as the main color.

Apart from the performers, there are only two people in the cafe.

Fan Minzhi and Lang Feiyan were sitting by the window.

"Guan Luoyang has basically moved closer to our side. He is a good person. He often has novel ideas in business, but he obviously has not learned in a systematic way. He is also wise and does not interfere too much in the affairs of his subordinates."

"Although I hate selling fans and lending money, I will never be soft-hearted when I need to be ruthless. I am more decisive than most people on the road."

Fan Minzhi gently stirred the coffee with a silver thin-handled spoon and said with a smile, "The advantages and disadvantages are equally obvious. This kind of person is simply a capable person specially created for me."

Lang Feiyan said lazily: "Don't be too careless. He kills all the leaders and recruits the grassroots. He does this kind of thing too smoothly. If you want to control a knife that is too sharp, you may hurt yourself if you are not careful.

"

"I know."

Fan Minzhi smiled and said, "I heard you say that the old man didn't have much education before, but since I can remember, he has cultivated his moral character and often recited some ancient books. There is a saying, with the most gentleness in the world, you can ride on the strongest in the world.

I use softness to overcome strength. I am younger and friendlier than him, and I will be able to win his heart sooner or later."

Lang Feiyan's eyes changed slightly, she leaned forward, supported her chin with her palms like delicate and soft lotus flowers, and murmured softly: "Old man..."

"The old man and Boss Liu have become more and more restrained over the years. It's okay for Boss Liu. After your sister died, he has always looked like a dead man. No matter how crazy he is, it's not surprising."

"But the old man's changes inevitably make people think that he has other pursuits besides Tao Zhu's foundation."

Fan Minzhi smiled nonchalantly and said: "Anyway, he is really delegating power."

The bell inside the main entrance of the coffee shop rang, and a man in a suit and glasses hurried in and handed a mobile phone to Fan Minzhi.

When Fan Minzhi took the phone and listened, the expression on his face was suddenly mixed with surprise and confusion, and finally turned into one of surprise and hesitation.

He explained to Lang Feiyan: "Su Yucheng took a group of people and ran to Bukit Slope to search Bukit Slope. He also claimed that Yun Youbai should hand over Dugu Hao."

"Don't Su Yucheng have a hobby of growing flowers? He found Duguhao's mobile phone in a pot of flower mud. The flower mud came from Bukit Spur. After restoring the data, it was revealed that the last call on the phone was made by Yun Youbai.

Duguhao’s.”

"On the day Duguhao lost contact!"

Lang Feiyan's face changed several times, her eyes flickered, and she said in a deep voice: "I'll call Geshu and the others, please check with the old man first."

A few minutes later, Fan Minzhi put down his phone.

"The old man let us handle it ourselves."

Lang Feiyan's pupils trembled, and she suppressed the slight shock in her throat.

——It's really... cruel.

"Then you, um, can also be called Shangguan Luoyang."

………………

In the living room, Guan Luoyang received a call. After a few seconds, he hung up the phone and ate the last piece of apple in the fruit plate.

"It's been two days and I just found out. If you were a little more slow, I might have to send something out again."

Guan Luoyang flicked the toothpick into the trash can, went out and took a car, heading towards Bukit Slope.

Bukit Slope is located on the south side of Fang Ma Mountain, which has the highest natural terrain in Singapore.

The land here is fertile, and the terrain has just the right undulations. Taking advantage of the situation, many canals have been dug out. It is also the largest cultivation area for tropical ornamental plants in Xinma Port.

Goosefoot vine, thousand-year-old wood, taro, palm, Guanyin palm bamboo, change-leaf wood, traveler's burnt, periwinkle, anthurium, etc.

There are flowers and trees, and everything is purple and red.

The wind was blowing fast in the sky, the clouds were moving and covering the sun, and it seemed that a shower was about to fall.

The clouds were white again, and when Fan Minzhi and others arrived here, the rain fell on the plastic greenhouse in the distance like a dense drum beat. Many flowers and trees that were not enclosed by the greenhouse were swaying their branches lightly in the rain.

Two groups of people were confronting each other in the rain. When they saw Yun Youbai and the others approaching, they not only did not relax, but became even more tense.
Chapter completed!