Chapter 815 I know
“It should be... it should be like this?”
In the box, Zheng Jun, sitting on the chair, was studying Chu Heng’s usual appearance.
I saw him holding a cigarette in his hand, his legs crossed and thinking about it, his body slumped lazily on the back of the chair, and the corners of his mouth were twitching, trying to imitate that unruly look. He has a friendly smile, but the tiger is not the opposite of a dog. It gives people the impression of an epileptic fit and body convulsions.
The cool and casual nature of Chu Heng was completely missing.
"Oh, why can't you learn it?"
Zheng Jun, who had been tinkering for a while but couldn't find the charm, sat down again with a wry smile, took a box of cigarettes from the table, opened it, and lit it. One, he immediately glanced at the watch on his wrist impatiently, and cursed: "What are these grandsons doing?" You’re not here yet?”
“Whose grandson are you scolding?”
At this moment, someone opened the door and came in. He was in his twenties, not very tall and fat. He was strong and strong, with a centipede-like scar on his big bald head, which looked very ferocious.
He is a gangster leader in the city and a good friend of Zheng Jun, named Fei Long.
"Damn fat man!"
Zheng Jun stood up in surprise, went up and hugged him hard: "Your kid is not dead!"
"Hey, we are lucky, Jiang The King of Hell can't catch us." Fei Long smiled proudly, and his mung bean-like eyes instantly turned into two slits.
After the two of them let go, he glanced at Zheng Jun's clothes and the big front door on the table, and said in a loud voice: "Where have you been during this time? You are doing well!"
As he spoke, he picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table and lit one. After taking a few puffs, he smacked his lips with enjoyment: "It has to be the big front door, it smells so good!"
"Look at your potential!"
Zheng Jun punched him with a smile, pretending to be generous on his face, and stuffing the cigarette into his pocket with great pain in his heart: "Take it if you like it. Come on, who among our brothers will follow whom? What's mine is yours."
"Hehe, I won't be polite." Feilong didn't want to be polite to him. He put away the cigarettes with a smile, and finally took two from the table. The roots are tucked behind the ears.
Exhibiting poverty.
Although he is a gangster leader, he is far inferior to the stubborn ones in Sijiu City. He can usually help others fight, or steal some money to spend. It was better before. , although he doesn’t have a lot of money, he doesn’t have to worry about food and drink. However, since Jiang Zhuolin started to rectify the public order, all his previous livelihood has been stopped. Now he is so poor that he can hardly afford to eat.
The two brothers, who had not seen each other for a long time, chatted for a while, and soon more people came over one after another.
Not long after, this big box that could hold fifteen people was mostly full, which was exactly ten people.
After Zheng Jun dispersed a circle of cigarettes, he looked around at the people in the room, then deliberately raised his hand to turn on the timer, revealing the shiny Shanghai on his wrist. He frowned and said: "This is almost ten years old." It’s two o’clock, why haven’t Lao Cui and the others arrived yet?”
< br>"Don't wait."
A young man who looked very old smiled bitterly and sighed: "Last month, Lao Cui and Zheng Ru asked Jiang Hades to serve them in one pot. Are you thinking about it? , I guess it will take three to five years.”
"Are they even broken?" Zheng Jun was suddenly stunned. Looking at the familiar or unfamiliar faces on the table, he felt a little sad. He didn't know how many of these people would be left after a while.
But soon, he began to feel lucky again that he met Cen Hao and Chu Heng.
It’s really God’s blessing!
At this time, a man in his thirties threw a cigarette butt at Zheng Jun very rudely, frowned and urged: "Hey! Don't be stunned, everyone in the city is here at this table Well, let’s talk quickly. I’ll call the big guys here today. What's going on? I'm busy over there, but I don't have time to hang out with you here!"
This man's name is Ma Jing, nicknamed Mazi, and he is a big gangster in this small county. What they are doing is also a big business of speculation. You can earn over a hundred or dozens of dollars a month!
Zheng Jun looked at the place where he was hit by the cigarette butt, frowned and carefully flicked the cigarette ashes on his body with his fingers. He didn't dare to get angry with him, so he could only stand up with a smile and said: "Don't worry, brother Mazi. , I asked them to serve the food first, and we talked while eating.”
Mazi shook his Shanghai watch impatiently, waved his hand and said: "Then go quickly, don't make it too shabby, otherwise I won't eat it!"
"Don't worry, I guarantee your satisfaction." Zheng Jun's face twitched, and he turned around and walked out of the private room.
You bitch, you are a gangster from a small place, what are you so proud of!
Mr. Chu is so awesome but you are not as arrogant as you!
If you hadn’t asked for help, I would have beaten you to death!
He came out of the private room with an unhappy look on his face, followed the corridor to the stairs, and went downstairs to find the manager who was sitting in the lobby chatting with someone. He smiled and handed over a cigarette and said : "Manager Fang, we are all here, please let the kitchen come on Let’s eat.”
“Ah? Oh!”
The manager looked at him strangely, took the cigarette and said hurriedly: “Okay, I’ll do it right now. Arrangement, brother, please go upstairs first.”
"You're tired."
Zheng Jun smiled politely and turned to go upstairs.
After he walked away, the manager sneakily came to a young man standing at the stairs on the first floor and asked: "Do you see clearly?"
"See clearly? They are all well-known gangsters in our city!" the young man said with excitement.
"Hey, we have made a great contribution this time. You hurry up and notify the kitchen to serve the food. Stabilize them first. I will call the police station right now!" The manager was also extremely excited and explained. He ran out in a hurry.
at the same time.
Zheng Jun had just returned to the private room. After chatting happily with a room of gangsters, the waiter brought out a few cold dishes and wine.
Mazi glanced at the Jingzhi dried vegetables, donkey meat stew, and bacon on the table, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. These cold dishes and wine alone were extraordinary. Could it be that that boy really got rich? ?
“Come on, come on, fill it up, fill it up, let’s chat while eating.”
Zheng Jun then started to pour the wine one by one. After pouring it in a circle, He raised his glass and toasted everyone, and then at their urging, he got to the point.
"Before I say anything, please let me know for a moment."
He smiled and took a piece of donkey meat stew and stuffed it into his mouth. His tongue was almost knotted because of the fragrant smell. But in order not to be looked down upon, he could only force himself to do it again. He lit up a cigarette, followed Chu Heng's example, leaned back, and said lazily: "Everyone should know where I went this time, right?"
"Who is this? I don’t know, it’s Sijiucheng.” Fei Long said in response.
"Then do you know who is the biggest among the stubborn masters in Sijiu City?" Zheng Jun asked again.
"This..."
Everyone looked at each other. They were just a bunch of gangsters. They had been to Langfang as far away as possible. How could they know about Sijiu City?
However, there was an accident. As one of the few big gangsters in the city, Mazi had also been to Sijiu City to see the world. When he heard this, he curled his lips and said with a proud face: "No need to ask, it must be Du The third master is the oldest. "
"Yes, it is indeed Mr. Du!"
Zheng Jun breathed a sigh of relief when someone answered, smiled and nodded again. Said: "Then do you know who is behind Master Du San?"
"You really can't ask me this question!" Mazi raised his chin high, and the arrogance on his face became more intense: "I and I I had a drink with Mr. Jiang Hao, Mr. Du’s subordinate, and he told me personally that Mr. Du’s patron is Chu Heng, who is said to be the top kid in Sijiu City!”
(End of this chapter)