Half an hour later, Ye Tianlong left the luxury bus at the place where the parking fee was the most expensive, and then got into a babysitter car that Feng Group had already prepared.

Sitting in the passenger seat was a young woman in a shirt and trousers. She was twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a delicate appearance, calm and capable:

"Ye Shao, hello, this is Ding Jiaxiu, the person in charge of the Fengzu Port City Branch."

She added politely: "I will provide your next information with all my best."

Although the Feng Group today is not too strong, Bailihua has sowed its seeds to many important cities, and Hong Kong City has also sent trusted people.

Leaning on the seat, Ye Tianlong was cynical when he didn't have a jadeite shop, his face was more peaceful, and he smiled and shook hands with Ding Jiaxiu:

"Hall Master Ding, hello! Nice to meet you."

Ding Jiaxiu is very polite: "It is my honor to serve Ye Shao."

The car slowly started and drove towards the target hotel. Ye Tianlong let out a burst of laughter, then let go of the woman's hand: "You are welcome."

"By the way, how is Ding Liuyue's situation?"

Ye Tianlong missed the paranoid but proud woman.

Ding Jiaxiu replied softly: "Chairman Ding has a difficult life. Many public and private accounts have been frozen, and various police investigations have been conducted."

"In the past few days, she has been harassed by several customers from time to time, because her account has been temporarily frozen, and some business funds have been cut off."

She sighed softly: "So customers often force her to ask for money, let her within a week."

Ye Tianlong asked: "How much is it?"

Ding Jiaxiu told the approximate number: "Almost 1.2 billion. This money is not much for her in normal times, but it is quite deadly at the moment."

"Not only did she not have so much money on hand, she also borrowed less than 1.2 billion in turnover. Both banks and private individuals rejected her."

She whispered: "After all, the money laundering accounts of terrorist organizations are involved, and with Qi Ba's stalking from it, no one dares to bet on their lives."

"If the due payment cannot be given to others, then the rest of the customers will panic and doubt Ding Liuyue's ability to pay."

"At that time, not only will every due customer have to settle the payment, but those who have not yet due will also come to join in the fun. In this way, the Ding's industry will fall apart."

Ding Jiaxiu obviously learned a lot: "No one can hold this kind of run."

"By the way, she will redeem a sum of 100 million yuan to Shark Group tomorrow. I heard that she is going to mortgage all the house and car."

Ye Tianlong didn't say anything. He seemed to consider how to break the game, but he didn't say anything until he arrived at the hotel. After washing, he fell asleep.

But before going to bed, he sent a text message asking Yao Feiyan to transfer one billion to herself.

He slept until five o'clock in the afternoon. Ye Tianlong did not participate in Ding Jiaxiu and the others. He took Tianmo and the others to find a food stall nearby.

This kind of heat, making a few stir-fries, and a dozen beer, is definitely more enjoyable than having a big meal in a hotel.

Tianmo and Di Kuangtian also have similar psychology, so when they come to the food stall, they relax completely, and then they bury their heads and eat hard.

Zhen sat beside Ye Tianlong, like a maid picking up food and wine, serving Ye Tianlong tenderly and considerately, but she seldom ate.

The gentleness and gentleness of the water is really noticeable, and many passing animals or diners next to it will look at it, feeling that this is the real heat medicine.

"Boss, it's time to pay protection money."

When Ye Tianlong was halfway through the meal, a van parked on the opposite side, the door opened, five or six men came out and walked over.

The fat boss who was cooking was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted: "Isn't it due at the end of the month? Why do you have to pay it in advance?"

"You pay at the beginning of the month and pay at the end of the month. It is better to pay late than early, so that everyone can feel at ease."

A familiar voice came out of the van, and then a young British-style youth emerged, with a haggard expression:

"Don't talk nonsense, three thousand and five hundred yuan. If you pay it today, it will be five hundred or three thousand yuan cheaper. Give it quickly."

He wandered to the refrigerator at the food stall, took out a few beer and threw it to his men, then bit one of his own and drank it gruntingly.

The fat boss frowned, and he laughed again when he heard this sentence: "Okay, Hall Master Liang will personally collect the protection fee. I will give you this face."

After speaking, he asked the other party to take three thousand yuan, and personally handed it to the young man in the British style: "Hall Master Liang, you take it."

The British-style youth didn't even look at it, and walked toward the car in his arms: "Da Fei, Three Dogs, you will bring a team of people, and collect the money one by one."

Several men quickly dispersed and went to the other bosses to collect protection fees.

Hall Master Liang, who took another bite, pulled off his collar and let out a spit, seeming to be very depressed, and then looked at Ye Tianlong's table.

At a glance, the British-style youth's body was shocked and his face was shocked. Then, the wine bottle in his hand fell with a snap and fell into a pile of fragments.

The liquor was still scattered around.

It's just that the British-style youth didn't care, his eyes only looked at Ye Tianlong, his body trembled, and his voice trembled, "Ye Shao!"

"Young Master Liang, long time no see."

Ye Tianlong, who had already recognized the other party, got up and took the broom to clean up for the boss. He walked to the British-style youth with a calm smile:

"you lost weight."

"Master!"

The British-style youth had a sore nose, and subconsciously hugged Ye Tianlong and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I'm ashamed of you."

This person is Liang Zikuan, Liang Xiucai's son. After killing Liang Xiucai and taking over the Flying Dragon Gang, Ye Tianlong didn't rush to kill him, risking to leave him behind.

However, for the sake of the stability and popular support of the Flying Dragon Gang, Ye Tianlong did not let him stay in Mingjiang, but instead gave him a sum of money to develop in Gangcheng.

The two have not been in touch due to various factors, and it was unexpected that they would meet again.

"Master, long time no see, I miss you so much, I really want to go back to Mingjiang to find you, but I have nothing to do in Hong Kong City, and I have defeated the foundation you gave me."

Liang Zikuan's voice was crying, and he looked like he had met in another country: "I have no face to go back to you."

Ye Tianlong patted Liang Zikuan's back, his voice was very loud and comforting: "What do you mean to embarrass me?"

"Although you don't seem to be mixed up very well, I am very pleased that you can personally participate in collecting protection fees. At least you are a little hardworking."

He faintly said: "I most look down on people who are incapable and don't work hard."

Liang Zikuan was very moved: "Thank you, Master."

"Come, sit down, and introduce you to some brothers and sisters."

Ye Tianlong pulled Liang Zikuan to sit down, then introduced him to Di Kuangtian and Liang Zikuan briefly, and finally smiled:

"In the future, everyone will get close."

"sure."

Liang Zikuan, who was slowly coming over, was ripe by himself, and quickly poured wine to the ground Kuangtian and them: "Take care of you, come and drink, I will be the host for this meal."

He also looked at Zhen one more time, and sighed with emotion that the master is Niucha, and there is always such a superb beauty around him, and he is beyond reach.

Then he asked: "Master, are you coming to Hong Kong City to have something to do?"

Ye Tianlong nodded: "Yes, about Ding Liuyue."

"Woo-"

Just when Liang Zikuan was about to speak, the three land cruisers rushed over quickly, and the air current rolled up the dust scattered on the street, revealing an arrogance.

The three cars slammed the brakes and flicked their tails and stopped at the opposite side of the food stall where Ye Tianlong was. Then the doors opened and twelve fashionable youths emerged.

The surrounding diners and the boss looked at them subconsciously, and saw their uniform black tops and the shark, all their expressions changed.

Seeing everyone looking at them, these young people feel better about themselves. They shake their heads artificially and pat their clothes.

At first glance, it looks like a group of sharks with their heads in the water.

One of the young men with a shaved head raised his head in crowds with his nostrils facing the sky.

When Liang Zikuan saw the other party, his expression instantly changed, and he lowered his head subconsciously, worried about being seen by the other party.

Seeing Liang Zikuan's appearance, Ye Tianlong didn't seem to expect that he would be afraid of the bald youth, so he looked at each other curiously and wondered where he came from.

It's just that what I'm afraid of, Liang Zikuan's action attracted the attention of the bald youth, but he only glanced at Liang Zikuan, and then stared at Zhen.

Beauty! Superb! Amazing in the world!

The bald youth was full of vigor and hormones soared.

He brought a group of people closer to Ye Tianlong, and snorted, "Liang Zikuan!"

"Shao Hui!"

No matter how reluctant Liang Zikuan is in his heart, but the other party has already stood in front of him, he must hide his emotions and force a smile: "What a coincidence?"

Perhaps it was the fear of the bald youth that made Liang Zikuan ignore Ye Tianlong by his side.

"Laughing so ugly, doesn't seem to like seeing me?"

The bald young man had a strange yin and yang, stretched out his hand to pat Liang Zikuan's cheek, and then played with it like a plaything: "Don't you want to see me?"

This kind of rude and rude action is considered an insult to anyone, but Liang Zikuan dared not evade, accepting it, just like a helpless child.

More than a dozen friends around the table, crossed their hands across their chests, watching this scene playfully.

When Ye Tianlong's eyes turned cold, Liang Zikuan's daughter-in-law lowered her head like: "Don't dare, don't dare, I wish I could see Hui Shao every day."

"Fuck!"

The bald youth slapped Liang Zikuan several times, enjoying the scenery very much.

"It's good to have this attitude."

The bald young man completely ignored Ye Tianlong, his eyes fixed on Zhen Xiao and said, "Liang Zikuan, is this your woman?"

Liang Zikuan's body was shocked, and he hurriedly reached out to stop him: "Master Hui, no, she is a friend..."

The bald young man sat down beside Zhen, smiling wickedly: "Whether it is or not, I want this woman."

The corners of Liang Zi's mouth widened: "Shao Hui, give me face..."

"Snapped!"

The bald youth slapped Liang Zikuan's face and shouted, "Give you face, are you a ball?"

"roll!"

The slap is loud.

There was almost no stagnation, Ye Tianlong picked up a casserole of vegetables and stared at the head of the bald youth.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the bottom of the pot broke, and the head of the bald youth blossomed...