Chapter 355 "The Friendship Is Everlasting"

"Yao Yang!"

"Why isn't Uncle Kun coming out yet?"

"Gandhi was beaten into the hospital by the police!"

Quyi club located in a commercial building.

Guohua, Han Chen, Wen Zheng, and Nigga each brought a group of younger brothers, all wearing floral shirts, dangling cigarettes, and staring at the group of Ni family bodyguards guarding the door and asked.

And Ni Kun's confidant, Yao Yang, brought a dozen suit gunmen with them, all of them put their hands on their chests blankly, and firmly guarded the door.

In the alleys, bodyguards and dozens of people brought by the four bosses, a large group of people have already blocked the narrow entrance of the building.

"Uncle Kun is singing."

Lei Yaoyang said with a stale expression and without emotion.

But for the other four bosses of the Ni family in Tsim Sha Tsui, the lack of one of the five is a big deal. The police can catch Gandhi and they can catch them. This will inevitably make them feel grief. The rabbit is sad and anxious like an ant on a hot pot. .

However, from the afternoon until now, Uncle Kun should eat and sing, without any indication at all.

They had to take the initiative to find Uncle Kun and ask Uncle Kun for the next step.

The most impulsive **** couldn't help taking a step forward, cursing and preaching: "Singing! Singing! Can you have food for singing?"

"The police have arrested Gandhi! Next time they will arrest me, you, and Uncle Kun!"

"do nothing."

"Everyone commits suicide!"

In fact, from Ni Kun's point of view, the more you do, the more mistakes you make. Do nothing. It is the smart way to stabilize your position.

Because he only needs to control the channels and keep the large warehouse, no matter how many deaths Gandhi, Guohua, and Ni family will not fall.

If you do things indiscriminately! Whether it was his arrest or an accident in the warehouse, it was a major crisis for the Ni family, and the Ni family might collapse in an instant.

Unfortunately, Guohua, Han Chen and others are not dead.

As horses, they just want to protect themselves.

I saw the **** forcibly stepping forward, stepping into the gate and going to see Uncle Kun.

But Yao Yang unceremoniously raised his hand and pushed him back, looking at him coldly and preaching: "Uncle Kun said that except for Lord Zhuang!"

"He didn't see anyone before he came out!"

"Fuck!"

The **** burst out an swear word, and just wanted to continue to do it, but when he contacted Yao Yang with his eyes, he immediately felt a chill.

At this time, he quickly stopped his movements, and kicked on the trash can next to him with a suffocated face.

At this moment, Guohua and Wen Zheng looked at each other, and they stopped talking too much.

They plan to wait until dawn to wait for Uncle Kun to come out.

Han Chen stood alone in the corner.

He is undoubtedly the weakest and humble boy among the "five people" in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Yao Yang retracted his arm and blocked the door with his hands clasped together again.

"Return to Lord Zhuang!"

"It's strange that Lord Zhuang came back to the Quyi Club to find you!"

"The next meeting will be either at the warehouse or at the police station!"

"Who TM will meet the Lord Zhuang?"

"I'm going to hit the street when I see him!"

The **** was still cursing loudly while touching his head.

Guohua and Wen Zheng took out cigarettes and lit them, preparing for a protracted battle with Uncle Kun.

What they are most afraid of is that Uncle Kun only cares about themselves, regardless of their life and death, no matter what, they will force Uncle Kun to shoot, otherwise they will have to finish the game.

Even if holding the soldier still is the best way, they can't let Uncle Kun stay still, because people always have to think for themselves, and no one is a puppet that casually manipulates.

This is also the reason why many large companies and organizations often fail to make the best choice in the face of crisis.

Because the organization is not under personal control!

"I, you, and you, you, you,"

"Who wants to see Lord Zhuang?"

"Do you want to see?"

"You still want it!"

The **** roared back, probably because he wanted to start Ni Kun out with his roar.

Huh la la.

Unexpectedly, a row of black Pingji suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

More than twenty men in suits pushed the door, a middle-aged man pulled the door for the middle vehicle, and a handsome young figure bent over and got out of the car, straightened up, and neatly arranged his suit with his hands.

This scene is even more gangster than the gangster, but the vehicle is an official vehicle of the police force, and the police officers of the Wan Chai Crime Squad, the Director of Wan Chai, and the police Chinese correspondent got off the vehicle.

At this moment, the night is already dark.

There are only street lights and neon on the side of the street.

The black tone of the picture is suppressed.

Zhuang Shikai sorted out his suit, and then led his men towards the entrance of the building.

Fortunately, there was no rain in the sky at this time, and no one in the police force had an umbrella. Everyone could still see each other clearly. Otherwise, the members of the Ni family thought that the enemy was about to kill.

Of course, the Ni family members are still shocked now, and all of them are looking at the police force.

"Zhuangzhuangzhuang..."

"Master..." the **** stammered in surprise.

Han Chen and Guohua took two steps back.

Yao Yang was even more relieved, quietly letting go of the weapon around his waist.

Zhuang Shikai stood in front of them one step at a time, and asked with a chuckle: "What?"

"Gather here one by one for a meeting?"

Han Chen and others were afraid to answer.

Zhuang Shikai suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted in a solemn voice: "It's not just flashing!"

"Wow." A group of horses flashed aside in an instant.

No one, including Yao Yang, who was guarding the gate, dared to block Lord Zhuang's path.

Zhuang Shikai glanced sideways at Yao Yang, then retracted his gaze and walked into the Quyi Society.

Uncle Biao led police officers to guard at the door of the building, staring one at a time, staring at the group of criminals in front of him.

He knows that these Ni family gunmen must have weapons, but the crime of illegally holding guns is too light, and arresting them is the same as not arresting them. There is really no need for the guys to work overtime.

As long as these criminals do not take out their guns in advance, the police will not force them to take out their guns.

This dark night.

Both sides maintain a tacit understanding.

The Xiangjiang Folk Art Club is very small.

After Zhuang Shikai opened the glass door, he strode into the underwear of the Quyi Society.

Just listen to the melodious tune.

Ni Kun is dressed in trousers and white shirt, his hair is a little gray, and he is standing in the opera house with a little graceful atmosphere. He is holding a harmonica and playing the song "Friendship is Everlasting".

He looks just like the uncles and aunts in the Quyi Society, how can he have the slightest demeanor of the four big dealers?

But this makes him more magnanimous!

More like a difficult boss!

At this time, Zhuang Shikai was standing in the Quyi Society, and the elders holding erhu and wooden drums on the chairs in the society all turned their eyes on him, their eyes full of sophisticated sophistication and calmness.

Those young and Dangerous boys, hall masters, and uncles and aunts who dare to fight and kill are inferior.

Instead, they are people who have really seen the world.

"Fuck!"

"Mr. Ni's music is really good."

Ni Kun put down the harmonica and turned back with a smile, Zhuang Shikai applauded gently, his face expressing approval.

This Scottish folk song is full of the beauty of the years, which is inexplicable and deserves applause.

But isn't the Quyi Society singing Cantonese opera?

Why did you play the harmonica?

Zhuang Shikai put down his palm and said with deep eyes: "But Mr. Ni always likes to do things that shouldn't be done."

"The Quyi Society should not play the harmonica."

"You should sing Cantonese opera."

Ni Kun turned to look at Zhuang Shikai and replied with a smile: "Officer Zhuang has passed the award."

"I just sang "The Legend of the White Snake", and the old neighbours wanted me to play the harmonica for fun, so I just played a paragraph."

"People always have to change their tastes."

Ni Kun put down the harmonica, wiped it with a handkerchief, then wrapped the harmonica with the handkerchief and tightened it in the pocket of his suit.

The old neighbourhoods of the Quyi Club began to pack their things and end today's entertainment activities.

Zhuang Shikai lit a cigarette and preached: "It's not impossible to sing Cantonese opera every day."

Ni Kun smiled and replied: "It will be tired."

"That is not willing?" Zhuang Shikai narrowed his eyes and spit out a cigarette.

Ni Kun smiled without saying a word, got up and left and said, "Would you like to have a supper together?"

"I know there is a delicious food stall nearby."

Zhuang Shikai raised his watch and glanced at it, "It's just right."

"Then let's go together."

Zhuang Shikai turned and walked out of the door of the Quyi Society, Ni Kun immediately followed behind him.

A small alley is filled with hundreds of people.

"Zhuang Sir!"

"Zhuang Sir!"

"Uncle Kun!"

"Uncle Kun..."

Both men and horses shouted together, but the horses of Ni’s family only dared to shout and did not dare to step forward, but Uncle Biao brought people around to give Sir Zhuang a wink, meaning to ask Sir Zhuang whether to pull people. Even if you can't really catch Ni Kun, you can give him a predicament in advance and let him eat and kill him.

Zhuang Shikai didn't take this look, smiling Zhou Huabiao and preaching: "Mr. Ni and I will have a supper. Let's go together, Mr. Ni pays."

Sir Zhuang even forgot to bring his own people.

Zhou Huabiao was a little confused, so he nodded: "Yes! Sir!"

Ni Kun asked next to him: "I'll lead the way."

"About five minutes."

Afterwards, hundreds of people from both sides walked out of the alley and walked on the side of the street, along the street mightily, with police officers on one side and gang gunmen on the other, with a terrifying aura.

Two big men, Zhuang Shikai and Ni Kun, walked in front, Uncle Biao, Han Chen and others followed behind...the citizens passers-by who met them on the road, all conscious and conscious, did not dare to pass through them.

However, Zhuang Shikai and Ni Kun did not speak on the road, neither did they speak, which made the momentum gradually become serious, and a layer of murder was unknowingly at night.

Fortunately, the five-minute journey was very fast, and the people from both sides arrived in front of the supper.

The owner of the supper stall saw Ni Kun walking into the stall with a sweat towel on his shoulder~lightnovelpub.net~ with the pot lid in his hand, and said without stopping, "Uncle Kun! Come for supper again!"

"Yeah! Awang!"

"Bring some friends for supper." Ni Kun walked to a round table and sat down like a plastic chair: "Each friend will have a wonton."

"Count me."

"Good!" The midnight snack boss greeted immediately.

Zhuang Shikai also moved a chair, sat opposite Ni Kun, and winked at the uncle Biao next to him, crashing, and more than twenty police officers sat down at the other tables of the night snack stall, and the entire night snack stall was instantly filled.

"Big business." The supper boss gave a grunt, and immediately greeted his wife to help.

Han Chen, Guohua and others from the Ni family took their subordinates along with Yao Yang and others to stand outside the canopy of the supper.

"Da da." Zhuang Shikai pulled out **** of chopsticks and placed them on the table to align them.

(End of this chapter)