Lu Fan left Zhao Hong's office exactly three hours ago.
Liu Hu's phone call came.
"Say." Lu Fan walked out of the elevator, took out his keys and turned on the car lights.
"I can promise you."
Liu Hu's tone sounded extremely struggling, "But you have to be clear, even if I have someone with a gun who can fight with the Fu family, but you know, if I fight with the Fu family, the Fu family will win, and I and my men will win."
My little brother will no longer have any chance of survival. Even if I can win, do you think the higher-ups will let me go? The end will only be worse than the former."
Liu Hu's meaning is obvious. Even if he can compete with the Fu family in terms of firepower for a short period of time, he can surpass the Fu family, but what about the future?
Facing a behemoth like Fu Jia, Liu Hu could only gain some advantage in a small-scale confrontation even if he fought to the death. He still had to do his best when Fu Jia was unprepared and caught him by surprise. But what next?
Once this ancient beast of the Fu family is angered, not to mention using black weapons, people can beat themselves to pieces with just the strength of the white road. To put it bluntly, Liu Hu himself may be arrested by the police if he spits when he goes out.
He was arrested for endangering public safety, and suffered various inexplicable deaths in prison. People didn't need to use any strength to fight him, so why did he use it to play with others?
Lu Fan had already got into the car and started the car.
"These are not things you need to worry about. Once you have thought about it carefully, come to me at the West District AF Car Modification Factory and I will give you an hour."
Lu Fan hung up the phone, turned on the fresh air system in the car, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He stepped on the accelerator and drove the Maybach out of the city hall compound and headed straight to the West District car modification yard.
Half an hour later.
When the gate of the AF modified car factory appeared in sight, Liu Hu and his black Range Rover had been waiting here for a long time.
Liu Hu looked anxious, holding a cigarette in his hand and throwing cigarette butts under his feet.
Seeing Lu Fan's car appear, he threw away his cigarette and hurriedly ran up without waiting for Lu Fan to slow down the car.
"Mr. Lu, I think you should tell me directly if you have any plans and plans. Just saying to give money, to be honest, dealing with the Fu family is not simply a matter of money. You let me fight with the Fu family, which is really embarrassing.
My brothers and I are going to do it with our heads hanging on our belts. If you don’t give us a sure sign, I’m afraid we won’t be able to do it..."
When Lu Fan entered and slowed down the car, Liu Hu opened the door and sat in the back seat, complaining to Lu Fan bitterly.
Lu Fan didn't say anything, parked the Maybach in the open space of the garage, then turned off the engine and got out of the car.
Liu Hu also got off the car.
"Brother Lu, here we come."
Jiang He and Mukang had been waiting here for a long time. Each of them was carrying a large work pliers in his hand, and his body was covered with black oil stains, as if he had just emerged from under the car chassis.
"Haha, I saw that Lao Mu was overwhelmed at the moment, so I offered my help. Brother Lu, please don't dislike it." Seeing Lu Fan looking at him suspiciously, Jiang He explained with a smile.
Lu Fan nodded, turned to Liu Hu behind him and said, "Call Brother Jiang, Brother Mu."
Liu Hu was still confused, but after hearing what Lu Fan said, he hurriedly stepped forward to say hello to the two people.
"It's 12:30 noon now. You ask all your people to get here before 3 pm. It's everyone. I don't care what they are doing or how big their business is. Call them all here. If you are one minute late, you
You can’t get a dime, so go ahead.”
After speaking, Lu Fan didn't even look at Liu Hu again. He walked directly into the reception room of the modification factory with Jiang He and Mukang, and then closed the door.
This is a small reception room with two rows of sofas, a tea table, and a refrigerator to store tea and cold drinks. It is usually used to entertain guests who come to have their cars modified and to rest temporarily.
Mu Kang generously took out a few bottles of ice-cold beer from the freezer, and took out half a piece of ice-cold watermelon. He cut it casually with a knife, then sat down opposite Lu Fan carelessly, picked up a piece and started to chew on it.
Seeing Lu Fan's surprised look, Jiang He smiled and said, "Brother Lu, don't mind. Lao Mu just loves drinking beer and eating ice cream. He has no other hobbies. I've grown to like him after so many years."
Lu Fan likes Mu Kang's boldness. Compared to the so-called high position like Zhao Hong, he prefers to deal with people like Mu Kang.
"Okay, without further ado, how are you considering what I told you? Can you do it?" Lu Fan asked straight to the point.
"It can be done, but I'm afraid the time may be a little short."
Jiang He looked troubled and explained: "I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to train these unorganized, undisciplined, and free-spirited gangsters into a team of warriors who dare to fight in just one day."
