"Got it." Zhang Wenbiao replied.
After the call ended.
He went to the balcony of the room and stood there.
He looked at the scene of cars coming and going below.
Gradually, he became engrossed.
the times cast a fierce and ambitious man.
However, most of them had stepped on corpses.
After Big D died, Le became his only competitor.
Dragon Head Rod!
Whoever could get this thing would have the last laugh.
……
The smoke lingered in front of his eyes repeatedly.
Zhang Wenbiao's eyes went blurry for a moment and he came back to his senses.
After rubbing his eyes, he took out his phone and dialed a number.
toot continued.
A few seconds later, a cold voice came from the other end of the phone."Brother Biao."
"Ah Ji, go to the border of Hong Kong and look for a man called Four-eyed Ming." Zhang Wenbiao said calmly.”
"Alright." Ah Ji took a deep puff and said.
Zhang Wenbiao paused for a moment and deliberately mentioned,"Four-eyed Ming is Uncle Boasting Chicken's man, which means he's mine. You can't hurt him. If he doesn't want to, you can go find a place to light a fire and find the Dragon Head Staff. If anyone else tries to stop us, kill them."
Ah Ji threw away the cigarette butt." I know."
"Alright, go do it!" After Zhang Wenbiao finished speaking, he closed the phone and changed into a simple suit before walking out.
The car moved forward slowly.
Zhang Wenbiao listened to the Cantonese songs that were popular in the 90s in his previous life.
He looked at his own face in the rearview mirror.
For some reason, he suddenly felt as if a lifetime had passed.
He did not dare to imagine that the loser in the past was now dressed in a suit.
As expected, to be a gangster, one had to be the biggest and fiercest person!
……
In the time it took to finish a cigarette, the car stopped in front of Uncle Deng's house.
Zhang Wenbiao got out of the car and was about to walk to Uncle Deng's house.
Suddenly, he noticed that there was also an expensive car parked at the entrance. He frowned.
Strange, Uncle Deng never used any transportation tools?
Could it be…
Zhang Wenbiao seemed to have thought of something, and his frown deepened.
However, he still smiled calmly and walked in.
"Old man, are you trying to put pressure on me?”
"You underestimate me."
"Just wait and see."
Zhang Wenbiao had been to Uncle Deng's house dozens of times.
It was the brightest room among all the elders.
There were a total of six floors, and his pet dog alone lived on one floor.
Zhang Wenbiao pushed open the door and entered.
A group of servants were busy serving food to a table in the living room.
Back and forth, busy.
Uncle Deng was wearing a suit and had a big belly. He sat in the middle with a kind and filial expression.
In addition, there were two chairs painted red on both sides of the dining table.
One of them was taken by Lin Huai Le.
It was empty.
Soon, a table full of good wine and dishes was prepared. Uncle Deng asked the servants to leave.
Only then did he notice Zhang Wenbiao. He stood up and laughed heartily,"Hey, Ah Biao, don't be so polite. Please take a seat and try my chef's cooking. I spent a lot of money to poach this from a restaurant with backbone. This is the only one."
"Yes, Ah Biao, this is something Uncle Deng prepared for us. Don't just stand there.”Lin Huaile looked at the door and waved his hand hypocritically.
Good heavens, this whole thing was a little like a trap?
Since that was the case, he would block the enemy when they came, and cover the enemy with the earth when they came!
Zhang Wenbiao secretly pursed his lips, as if nothing had happened. He smiled as he walked up and sat down.
The table etiquette, the guest follows the host.
Uncle Deng opened a bottle of old wine and filled three glasses.
Then, he placed his hands on the table and said slowly,"
"In the past, information wasn't developed. Even if you were the person in charge, there would still be people who didn't know who you were.”
"I know your name, but I don't know what you look like.”
"I heard that it's a club outside. Even if it's your own brother, you might not know each other.”
"That's why we need a Dragon Head Staff to prove the identity of the person in charge.”
"Nowadays, information technology is advanced."
"The Dragon Head Staff only represents the authority of the club.”
"We weren't so sneaky when we exchanged blows.”
"In 1970, when I was the leader, there was still a ceremony.”
"There were gongs and drums, lion and dragon dances, and dozens of seats.”
"Even the four great detectives are here."
"I remember that the person who gave me the Dragon Head Staff was called Cockroach Rong.”
"Maybe he's too dirty, causing the Dragon Head Rod to be full of worms.”
"I still need to find Master to get rid of the parasites."
"I had to use a stick to repair it, and it took me a long time to save it.”
"The Dragon Head Rod has been around for hundreds of years and has been passed down by dozens of people.”
"If we lose it, the entire club will lose face.”
"Whether it's a dragon or a worm, we've already known for the past two years.”
"Both of you are the people I think the most highly of, but since ancient times, there has never been such a thing as two people in charge.”
"So…"
Zhang Wenbiao smiled and followed Uncle Deng's words." So, it was right for Uncle Deng to choose me as the person in charge.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Lin Huaile, who had been sitting steadily, could no longer sit still. He slammed the table, stood up, pointed at Zhang Wenbiao, and berated,"You're the one in charge? Why?"
Zhang Wenbiao had long expected Le to be restless.
One had to know that Le was a vicious person, and he belonged to the smiling tiger type.
Perhaps he was calm about other things.
However…
The only thing that made him restless was the struggle between the leaders.
Zhang Wenbiao was obviously trying to provoke Le. He said confidently,
"Of course. In terms of skill, intelligence, character, and strength, which part of you is better than me?”
"If you were to become the spokesperson of the union, wouldn't you collapse sooner or later?”
Lin Huaile's face trembled." I don't have the ability to be the one in charge. Do you have the ability?" Who do you think you are? In terms of seniority, you are inferior to me, and in terms of strength, you are inferior to me!”
Zhang Wenbiao was slightly stunned. He picked up a mouthful of food with his chopsticks and said indifferently,
"You can't prove your ability with words, but with actions. Le, do you want to end up like Big D?”
Lin Huaile's mind buzzed, and his expression froze for a moment. After a few minutes, he adjusted his state of mind and said,""Did you really do that?”
Zhang Wenbiao continued with his previous tone,"I didn't say that. You said it.”
Then, he turned to look at Uncle Deng. His tone was still the same as before, but there was a hint of provocation in it." Uncle Deng, I remember what you always said. You have to be careful when you play tricks."”
Zhang Wenbiao grinned." I know who is the best at playing tricks.”
Lin Huaile saw Zhang Wenbiao's calm expression and the things that he had casually said. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and his back was already drenched in sweat.
He realized that the young man who had suddenly risen to prominence in this club was too terrifying!
"Uncle Deng, don't listen to this kid's nonsense. I'm thinking for the club wholeheartedly.”
Perhaps he was afraid that Uncle Deng would believe him, so Lin Huaile tried his best to explain.
However, Uncle Deng was clearly biased towards him. Even if he was at a disadvantage now, he did not educate him much. Instead, he put on the attitude of an elder and said,"Alright, stop arguing."
"As I said before, the club cannot be decided by one person.”
"Since the Dragon Head Rod represents authority, then for the sake of fairness, I will not allow you to do so.”
"Next, between the two of you, whoever has the ability to get it first will be the new person in charge.”
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