Liangkun sat in his seat and did not eat the caviar in front of him. He sat sideways on the seat with his right hand on the back of the seat. He stretched out his left hand to pick the plate in front of him and looked at Ji Bu and said in a strange way:
"Abu, you have to have face."
"If you don't come back, we won't be able to eat the caviar. Once you come back, it's Petrus and the caviar, and I'll improve the food accordingly."
Said.
He leaned forward and said, "How are you doing outside during this time? The food is not good. Eat more today, just to make up for it."
"Good."
Ji Bu took a spoonful of caviar and stuffed it into his mouth, and replied coldly: "Thanks to you, I am not dead."
"I'm just waiting for your words."
Liangkun became more energetic and asked: "What happened that day, Little B and the others?"
"Dong dong."
Lin Kun frowned slightly and nodded with his fingers on the table: "Eat, go upstairs after dinner."
"Brother Kun."
Liang Kun wanted to say something more, but Lin Kun glared at him and immediately shut up obediently, not daring to say anything more.
soon.
The meal is over.
The five people left the western restaurant and went to the private ballroom room upstairs.
This dance hall is their own property, and Liangkun is usually responsible for taking care of it.
The boss in the dance hall who is watching the show is nicknamed Big B. Liangkun's direct troops knew in advance that Lin Kun and the others were coming up, so they had been waiting here for a long time.
Seeing Lin Kun walking in, he immediately said hello.
"Um."
Lin Kun walked in front, glanced at Big B, stepped to the sofa in the middle and sat down.
Follow.
He waved to Ji Bu, patted the seat next to him, and motioned for him to come to his side.
Liangkun noticed this detail and frowned. He didn't say anything more and found a seat to sit down.
Big B on the side quickly turned over the upside-down glass and started pouring wine for several people.
"Abu."
After Liangkun sat down, he reached out to take the wine glass handed over by Big B and took a sip, playing with the wine glass with his palm:
"What happened a month ago?"
His eyes kept looking up and down Ji Bu: "Everyone reported by the police was knocked down by them."
"ah?"
Ji Bu responded when he heard the words, turned his head to look at Liangkun, and replied in an extremely blunt manner: "So?"
"hehe."
Liangkun put down his wine glass and spread his hands: "Abu, if you talk like this, then everyone will have nothing to talk about."
He pointed at Big B standing next to him: "The leader is Little B, Big B's biological brother. He never figured out what the problem was when Little B died."
"Now that you're back, I'm just asking questions for him. You don't need this, right?"
When Liangkun said this, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and his tone became a little more playful: "We were very tight-lipped about that transaction."
"Even if the news is leaked and everyone has guys with them, some of them can still run away, but they will all be killed by the police."
He clapped his hands, leaned forward, and looked at Ji Bu eagerly: "I know what you said, do the military patrols on the streets have such firepower?"
The tone of voice was obviously questioning.
As he finished speaking.
The private room suddenly fell into silence.
Lin Kun sat next to Ji Bu, smoking the cigarette in his hand with a focused expression and saying nothing.
Brother Shan and Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui glanced at Ji Bu but did not speak to each other.
"Ah, I understand."
Ji Bu raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. He wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and patted his head:
"I finally understand."
"They rushed to the street and I ran away, so you think there is something wrong with me, is that what you mean?"
"I didn't say that."
Liangkun sneered and shrugged innocently: "I just don't know now, so I'm asking you."
"Are you questioning me? Ah?!"
Ji Bu asked in a stiff tone.
He tilted his head and looked at Lin Kun beside him: "Brother Kun, do you want to hear it? I'll tell you."
"Tell me what?"
Lin Kun reached out and pulled the ashtray in front of him, shook out the ashes, and said with a smile: "What happened in the past is in the past, let's not talk about it anymore."
Then.
He tilted his head and glanced at Brother Shan and Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui: "What do you think?"
"Um."
The two nodded expressionlessly in agreement.
"Boss!"
Liangkun immediately stood up from his seat and spoke in a slightly higher voice: "Big B has been with me for many years. The reason why I have the territory in my hands is because they helped me win it."
"Now, his brother went out with Abu and something happened. I can't ask about it anymore?"
"What is past is past."
Lin Kun repeated with the same expression on his face, squinting his eyes and smoking a cigarette, and his tone became more serious: "Were you questioning me just now?"
"Is it true that in the past month or so, your territory has grown, and your talkative style has also grown?"
"I"
Listening to Lin Kun's tone, Liangkun breathed heavily, gritted his teeth and turned his head:
"Okay, since the boss said so, just pretend that I didn't say anything."
The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became a little colder.
"Boss, Brother Kun didn't mean that. He didn't mean to offend you. I asked Brother Kun to help me ask about my brother."
Big B quickly stood up and smiled, then his eyes fell on Ji Bu beside him: "Brother Abu, it's not a big deal. Just tell us the situation of the day and this matter is over. There is no need to let everyone know
The relationship is so tense, right?”
"ah?"
Ji Bu narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and his body that had been leaning on the sofa instantly sat up straight, looking straight at Big B:
"The little B who acted with me that day was your little brother, right?"
"Um."
Big B responded: "Brother."
"good."
Ji Bu smiled and nodded, then moved his position, widening the distance between him and Lin Kun.
He licked his dry lips and hooked his hand at Big B: "Then come here and I'll tell you what's going on."
"ah?"
Big B was stunned for a moment, then actually walked up to Ji Bu.
"Come on, squat down."
Ji Bu pursed his lips and motioned for Big B to squat in front of him.
Big B first looked at Ji Bu, then at the few talkative people sitting on the sofa, and also squatted down.
"good."
Ji Bu stretched out his hand to loosen the collar of his white shirt, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but the smile on his face remained unchanged: "You are very obedient."
The next second.
The smile on his face disappeared, and he suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed Big B's hair and slammed it directly into the platform in front of him.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Twice in a row.
On the third hit, the hollow glass platform shattered, the broken glass pieces fell to the ground, and blood flowed across Big B's forehead.
"The Yan family shovel!"
Ji Bu pushed Big B into the shattered platform with his backhand, staring at Big B with squinty eyes, full of anger:
"What the hell is your identity? Do you have any say in this?"
