Tonight, a "Suspension of Business" sign was suddenly hung at the entrance of Phoenix Entertainment City. A group of big men in black suits were patrolling around the entertainment city. If you look carefully, everyone has a touch of sadness and a trace of sadness on their faces. Angry.
In the lobby on the first floor.
Long Xiaotian sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, lowering his head and smoking silently.
There are two people sitting on both sides of the sofa, namely Long Xiaoming and Yin Xin.
"Pa," Long Xiaoming suddenly slapped the coffee table hard and said bitterly: "The black bear can't die in vain. I must cut that Shen Dayong into thousands of pieces, crush his bones and spread ashes."
Long Xiaotian glanced at Long Xiaoming and said nothing.
Yin Xin hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, I have something I don't know whether to say or not."
"Well," Long Xiaotian looked at Yin Xin doubtfully.
Yin Xin licked his lips: "I think it's better to call the police and let the police arrest that Shen Dayong..."
"Fart," Long Xiaoming stood up from the sofa, pointed at Yin Xin's nose and scolded: "Yin Xin, what the hell are you talking about? If Shen Dayong is handed over to the police, how can the people on the road still do it? It is a direct joke that the Flying Eagle Gang is timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Also, with Shen Dayong’s wealth and connections, it’s unclear whether he can be convicted in the end,”
Yin Xin twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm just expressing my own opinion. If you don't agree, you can refute it. Don't curse people at will."
"I'm going to scold you, you're a piece of grass, you're a piece of waste," Long Xiaoming shouted loudly.
Yin Xin's face suddenly looked a little ugly.
"Xiao Ming, sit down for me," Long Xiaotian shouted softly.
"Brother, listen to what he just said..." Long Xiaoming shouted unconvinced.
Long Xiaotian's face sank: "I asked you to sit down, do you hear me?"
Long Xiaoming snorted and bent down to sit on the sofa.
Long Xiaotian took a gentle breath and turned to look at Yin Xin: "Yin Xin, my brother has a bad temper and his words were a bit unpleasant just now. Don't mind."
Yin Xin hurriedly leaned over and said, "I'm fine. I know what Director Long just said was angry." After saying that, Yin Xin pondered for a moment: "Gang leader, what I just proposed..."
Long Xiaotian waved his hand: "I will not call the police."
"But..." Yin Xin wanted to say something else.
"Yin Xin, if you have nothing else to do, go back to the company first," Long Xiaotian said calmly.
Yin Xin was stunned for a moment, then nodded, stood up and left the hall.
As soon as Yin Xin left, Long Xiaoming cursed without any scruple: "This Yin Xin is just a coward and a piece of shit."
"That's enough," Long Xiaotian scolded: "After all, Yin Xin is also a brother in the gang, and he is also your colleague. How can you insult him?"
"No, brother, you don't know..." Long Xiaoming wanted to explain.
"Okay, I'm not interested in hearing about the conflicts between you and Yin Xin," Long Xiaotian frowned and said coldly: "Xiao Ming, let me remind you in advance: No matter what conflicts you have with Yin Xin, you can't mess with the relationship. It's too rigid, let alone affect the development of the God Emperor Group. Otherwise, if the third brother blames you, I won't be able to protect you."
Long Xiaoming's body trembled and he opened his mouth: "I...I remember, I won't talk nonsense in the future." To say that Long Xiaoming is not afraid of anything in his life, he is only afraid of two people, one is his own eldest brother Long Xiaotian, the other one is Lin San. Comparatively speaking, Long Xiaoming is more afraid of Lin San.
Long Xiaotian reached out and flicked the cigarette ashes: "It's okay, you can go back to the company."
"Well," Long Xiaoming was stunned: "No, I'm going to avenge the black bear..."
"I will avenge the black bear, you don't have to interfere," Long Xiaotian said calmly.
"Brother, I am also a member of the Flying Eagle Gang..." Long Xiaoming suddenly became anxious when he heard that Long Xiaotian would not allow him to participate in the revenge for Miao Heixiong.
Long Xiaotian leaned on the sofa and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke: "I have decided, now you return to the Shenhuang Group immediately." Long Xiaotian has his own considerations. Long Xiaoming is now the administrative director of the Shenhuang Group. His reputation is relatively high. If Long Xiaoming participates in gang fights, he might implicate the Shenhuang Group.
Seeing Long Xiaotian's unquestionable expression, Long Xiaoming sighed, muttered something dissatisfied, stood up and left.
Long Xiaotian sat on the sofa, saying nothing, just smoking cigarettes one after another. In the blink of an eye, the ashtray on the coffee table was filled with cigarette butts.
"Dang, clang, clang," the clock on the wall suddenly rang 12 times. It was already 12 o'clock in the morning.
"Come here," Long Xiaotian shouted loudly.
"Bang," the door was pushed open and a strong man walked in.
Long Xiaotian raised his head, glanced at the man, and asked in a deep voice: "Are all the people ready?"
The man nodded: "200 people, many of them, gathered outside,"
Long Xiaotian stood up slowly: "Notify brothers, let's go,"
The man responded, turned around and walked out.
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suburbs.
Universiade Company.
Inside a spacious and bright office.
Shen Dayong and a group of his subordinates were chatting and laughing happily.
A bald man in his 40s gave Shen Dayong a thumbs up: "Boss, you are really awesome. You killed the gold medal thug of the Flying Eagle Gang with one shot. Brother, I really admire you." Miao Heixiong said in the Flying Eagle The gang has a great reputation, and because of their strong skills, they are called the Golden Plate Fighters of the Flying Eagle Gang.
Others also complimented him profusely.
Shen Dayong laughed: "It's not that I'm great, but that Miao Heixiong is too stupid. He thinks that he can destroy my company with just a few of his subordinates. He is really overestimating his capabilities."
"Yes, yes, the boss is right. That Miao Heixiong is just a 250-year-old. He can live a comfortable life. If he insists on messing with the boss, isn't he looking for death?" The bald man nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, you are looking for death," everyone agreed.
At this time, a young man wearing rimless glasses frowned and said worriedly: "Boss, if you kill Miao Heixiong, the people of the Flying Eagle Gang will definitely not let it go..."
"Why, am I still afraid that the Flying Eagle Gang will come to take revenge? Damn it, I'm going to say something right here: As long as the Flying Eagle Gang comes to look for trouble, I will kill as many as they come," Shen Dayong said arrogantly.
The young man shook his head: "Of course the boss is not afraid that the Flying Eagle Gang will come to seek revenge. I am just worried that the Flying Eagle Gang will call the police."
"Call the police," Shen Dayong was stunned, then shook his head: "No, the Flying Eagle Gang will never call the police. The gang has gang rules. If the Flying Eagle Gang really calls the police, they will be laughed at by the people on the street. A little afraid of trouble,"
"You're not afraid of ten thousand, you're just afraid of the unexpected. It's better for the boss to be on guard," the young man said. At first glance, the young man was a cautious person.
"Even if the Flying Eagle Gang really calls the police, the boss will be fine." The bald man flattered him: "With the boss's current identity and status, the police would not dare to be disrespectful to the boss casually."
Shen Dayong was delighted: "Your mouth is really good..."
"Bang," the door was suddenly pushed open by someone, and a panicked middle-aged man ran in.
Shen Dayong's face sank: "Why are you so flustered?"