Xiao Bing smashed Wu Yong's head and kicked him in a row, taking down seven or eight aggressive men in a matter of minutes. The show had already ended while everyone was still in a daze. Ma Fei, who was over 30 years old, liked to fight and kill. He still had the aura of a Jianghu person and was straightforward. Seeing Wu Yong half dead, he was overjoyed and quickly went over to light a cigarette for Brother Bing.
"Brother Bing, good fight. It really f * cking vented my anger. I've been fighting that bastard Wu Yong for a long time. If Master Kun hadn't warned me that something big would have happened, I would have used Remington to spray him into a beehive three months ago at the Imperial Hotel.”Ma Fei gave Xiao Bing a Zhonghua cigarette and lit another one for himself. As he spoke viciously, he watched the group of disabled people get into a few cars. His eyes were filled with hatred.
Xiao Bing nodded lightly and smoked without saying anything. Three months ago, he was still enjoying himself in Beijing's Qincheng Prison. Two days ago, when Zhao Wu was talking about the incident at Shihao Hotel, a " canary " kept by Thunder Tiger Yaoyang was somehow taken by Wu Yong to Shihao Hotel's big bed. Coincidentally, Ma Fei brought a beauty from the art academy's modeling department to Shihao Hotel and blocked the adulterous couple in the elevator.
Among the four tigers under Master Kun, Ma Fei respected the Thunder Tiger Yaoyang the most. When this guy first saw Yaoyang's girl being so close to another man, his desire to get a room disappeared in a fit of anger. After a few calls, nearly a hundred lackeys blocked the Shihao Hotel. Wu Yong was even more arrogant. In order to show off in front of women, he even asked more than a dozen lackeys to brazenly show off their double-barreled shotguns.
The five-star hotel's reception hall was a farce of a gang confrontation, which alarmed many people. At that time, a group of Taiwan Chamber of Commerce's inspection team stayed in Shihao. Later, the leading Taiwan businessman could not help but sigh with Gao Zhiyuan, the deputy chief of Ninghe City's economy. The mainland underworld had the potential to catch up with the Taiwan gang, which made Gao Zhiyuan lose face. He reported it to the province and had a recent strike.
If it weren't for Master Kun's intervention and his network of connections, this scandal would have turned into a major incident that would have spread all over the city. It was inevitable that he would lose a lot because of a small matter. Xiao Bing thought that a shameless woman was more troublesome than the so-called beauty. He frowned and exhaled a mouthful of smoke. He suddenly thought of Zhang Qian, who had vowed to grow old with him. He shook his head and smiled. She had hurt his heart, but he would never want his first love to have anything to do with the word shameless.
He was silent for a long time before he asked,"Ma Fei…" What happened to that woman in the end?"
"What can I do? Brother Yaoyang values relationships and let that b * tch go.”Ma Fei's words were quite unwilling. Men could not tolerate women's betrayal the most. Since ancient times, because of women, many tough men had sacrificed their lives and lost their reputations. For thousands of years, were there not enough men who were angry?
Xiao Bing laughed. He felt that Yaoyang had the courage of a real man. He wanted to see if it was worth it to be angry. He wanted to see if a woman was worthy of being bullied. He threw away the half of China and stepped on it, saying to Ma Fei,"When I was young, my grandfather said that a real man has to do something and not do something. It's common for people in this industry to fight and kill, but try not to point the knife at women who have nothing to use except their bodies. I don't mean to ask you to be gentlemen. These women who use their bodies to make a living don't deserve your white knives. Yaoyang is a man.”
Ma Fei nodded obediently. He was already a man in his early thirties, but he was obedient to Xiao Bing, who was only twenty-two years old. The men who rushed to the parking lot were shocked, but they were more respectful of the young Brother Bing. Xiao Bing called Han Jian and Zhao Wu, and the four of them drove straight to the nearby snack street for supper. Han Jian was, after all, a meticulous veteran. He was afraid of Wu Yong's revenge, so he secretly ordered a dozen subordinates to follow him.
Under the night sky, the food street was bustling with noise and hawking sounds. Under the big umbrella printed with food advertisements, Xiao Bing and these men who were regarded as confidants were fighting and drinking. If one were to talk about the heroism at the table, the soldiers would not lose to the people in the underworld. In less than an hour, the four of them finished two bottles of white wine and more than 20 bottles of Tsingtao beer. The table full of snacks was swept away like the wind. It was not until midnight that the four of them parted. The revenge that Ma Fei and Zhao Wu eagerly anticipated did not come. Perhaps this was the silence before the storm.
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A river bypassed the Ruyi Development Zone on the east side of Ninghe City and flowed slowly. The wide Halami Gully was the highlight of the Hexi Provincial Capital. It decorated the ancient city with a history of 500 years like a gorgeous ribbon. The continuous return of farmland to forests and grasslands had added a lot of vitality to the ancient city. It was no longer the Ninghe City that was filled with strong winds and dust four or five years ago.
By the river, a dense forest surrounded a large group of villas. Late autumn was about to pass, and yellow leaves were dancing in the wind. There was a hint of luxury and splendor in the bleakness, and there was a unique charm. Occasionally, two or three high-rise residential buildings stood upright. This was Ninghe's most upscale residential area, Jingding Garden. The price per square meter was on par with Beijing's high-end real estate. In Ninghe, which was located in the west of the north, the price was enough to make petty white-collar workers speechless.
"My house is built for the rich.”
These were the words of the Hexi tycoon, Lord Kun. He had made the real estate industry in the capital a mess. Even the infamous Big Mouth Ren had used this phrase. Lord Kun, who had started off as a gangster, would not learn from Big Mouth Ren and use his words to offend the people with low income. He only did things in a down-to-earth manner. The real estate development of Jing Ding Real Estate, which he had founded, in three northern provinces and one city, was completely targeted at the truly rich. It was the same for Jingding Garden, the signature property in Ninghe City. The rich people of Hexi Province gathered here. Without more than a million yuan in cash, one could not even dream of getting their hands on a house here.
Master Kun's villa was next to the river. The scenery was pleasant and the location was excellent. He could see the city government's face project from afar. The largest musical fountain in Asia with the highest jet height was on Halami Valley. A coal mine owner in Donglin had offered 20 million to buy this villa, but Master Kun was unwilling to give it up. As the richest man in Hexi Province, he had villas in Beijing, Shanghai, and Hainan. Last year, he even spent nearly 10 million US dollars to buy a property in the United States for his daughter, who had never been friendly to him.
After living a life of bloodshed for many years, he was indifferent to external things. However, this villa was Master Kun's roots in Ninghe. He could not bear to let anyone else have it. Back then, he had fought his way into the provincial capital from the adobe house on the east side of Halami Valley. He had worked hard for more than 20 years to reach his current status. Every time he looked at the land across the river, his pride rose.
A man's struggle was always a venting of pride.
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