Chapter 1830 betting and dealing cards

At seven o'clock in the evening, Ye Tianlong sat in Jiang Ziran's Corolla, and then followed her to the Obei restaurant for a banquet.

Jiang Ziran took the cold route as always, with a black shirt on his upper body, a pair of black trousers under him, and black leather shoes on his feet.

The whole black style, coupled with the long curled hair, showed Jiang Ziran's fierce personality.

Her pretty face does not have the arrogance and arrogance of a strong woman, but she has the skill and strength of a poor child who has been a family leader.

Ye Tianlong vaguely saw the shadow of Concubine Yan in her body, also gritted his teeth to face the world of the weak and the strong.

In the whistling car, Jiang Ziran controlled the steering wheel: "Ye Bing is my cousin. I used to seldom communicate. I have met several times in the past six months."

"I have given him a few generous gifts, and he has also helped me solve a few small things, and even dealt with the magic sword for us, the relationship is not bad."

She added the last sentence: "The main purpose of inviting us to dinner tonight is to resolve our grievances with Shendao Company."

Ye Tianlong chuckled: "It seems that Bingye has worked hard."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Ziran stepped on the accelerator and sighed slightly: "If our grievances with Shendao Company are not resolved, it is estimated that many people will die."

"The guilty village chief Huang, sold two and a half streets to the Magic Sword Company for 2 billion yuan."

"Not only did he sell his share of the ancestral property, but he also sold our share with a fake signature, and then the money ran away without a trace, leaving us with a mess."

There was a touch of hatred on her face: "I really want to get him out of it."

Ye Tianlong said softly and relieved: "It's okay, as long as it is not signed by you, Shendao Company can't take two streets."

Jiang Ziran shook his head: "Of course I know they can't take the street, but they are harassed by the Magic Sword Company from time to time, and hundreds of neighborhoods can't be peaceful."

"That's true."

Ye Tianlong nodded lightly, and then thought of a question: "Sacred Sword Gate is also very rich and powerful, so he just smashed two billion to buy Caoji Street."

He thought of Lei Jiuzhi's words, that the Sacred Sword Sect has been struggling to survive these years and has to take refuge in the enemy, so he has given out 2 billion no matter how easy it is.

"Shendaomen has not done good deeds and done bad deeds in the past six months. It is not unusual to have 2 billion.

Jiang Ziran snorted, "That Gao Shengjin specializes in international skin and meat business."

"He used to hire people to publish articles in magazines on the Internet."

"Why go to the Middle East to walk the dog and earn one million a month, be a beggar of 470,000, pick up 500,000 of trash, and trick a bunch of ignorant people to work in the Middle East."

"As I said before, I went to the Middle East. When I got off the plane, I just tore off your passport, confiscated the money, and asked you to be a duck and a chicken."

"A person who has no documents, no money, language barrier, no matter to the police, not knowing the location of the embassy, ​​and facing severe beatings, can only obediently obey."

"Gao Shengjin made a lot of money from this, but later on, there were too many lies, and few people were fooled, so he didn't do that business much."

Jiang Ziran was full of disgust towards Gao Shengjin: "Everyone on the road is ashamed and assassinated."

Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes: "It looks like he is really a scumbag."

"Although I don't want to negotiate with such a person, it's just a matter of a few hundred neighborhoods and a stable life, so I can only sit down and settle the matter."

Jiang Ziran expressed his helplessness: "I hope the peace talks tonight can be rewarded."

Ye Tianlong smiled and said, "There will definitely be gains."

Jiang Ziran glanced at Ye Tianlong and was touched: "Ye Tianlong, thank you."

"Actually, you have nothing to do with these things. You can also leave in time, but you stay and help me for justice. Thank you."

She smiled: "There are really not many people like you these days."

Ye Tianlong smiled and said, "I have received you half a million cheques and 50,000 cash. I always have to clean the handles."

"In any case, I have to say thank you."

Jiang Ziran looked at the restaurant in front of him and smiled and said, "I will meet Bing Ye and the others later, and you just need to be courteous. I'll take care of the rest of the details."

"After all, you and I don't know enough about it. It's easy to talk together."

Ye Tianlong stretched out and smiled: "Okay."

After five minutes, the car parked in the parking lot of the North Australian Hotel. Ye Tianlong got out of the parking lot, then moved forward slowly with his hands and feet.

When passing a small car, he had an extra wet tissue in his left hand, and then stroked it across the car window. Soon, there was an extra bag in his palm.

Ye Tianlong didn't even look at it. He put his pocket in his pocket and moved on...

Three minutes later, Jiang Ziran led Ye Tianlong into the North Australia restaurant. This restaurant was much taller than the Jiang's restaurant, with seven floors.

Jiang Ziran and Ye Tianlong walked into the elevator, asked Bing Ye's location, and went up to the seventh floor.

At the entrance of the elevator, there were two waiters in neat clothes, with friendly smiles and humble and respectful attitudes.

Seeing Ye Tianlong and others coming, after verifying their identities, the two hurriedly side their hands: "Please, please, Bingye, they are here."

Jiang Ziran chuckled softly: "Thank you."

The restaurant looked calm and calm, but Ye Tianlong noticed that there were a lot of murderous eyes hidden in an inconspicuous corner.

Ye Tianlong smiled softly, a bit of a feast.

After passing through a corridor, Ye Tianlong and Jiang Ziran came to the door of a wing, the waiter opened the door, and the two walked in.

Stepping on the red carpet in the wing, Ye Tianlong quickly glanced around. There were more than twenty people in the room, surrounded by a long and narrow gaming table.

These people are playing blackjack.

Six elders over a hundred years old were sitting, holding cards in their hands, looking solemnly at the game.

Among them, a thin old man is the most eye-catching, wearing a pair of fashionable glasses, more than fifty years old, wearing a light gray Tang suit.

Although there are many wrinkles on his face, a scar on his forehead, and one missing thumb on his right hand, his sharp eyes are shining.

His waist was straight, his fingers hit the cards, his eyes seemed to be closed, no doubt, this was Bing Ye.

In every corner of the wing, a dozen strong men in black were also scattered, each with a cold expression on their faces.

Although their clothes were fastened tightly, the hard guy with bulging waists flashed across the metal cold light faintly.

You don't need to guess to know that it is a sword or gun.

The battle is not small tonight.

The game ended quickly, Bing Ye won and swept away the chips from the six people on the table.

"Zi Ran, are you here?"

When a smile was drawn at the corner of Ye Tianlong's mouth, Bing Ye raised his head and looked at Jiang Ziran and Ye Tianlong with a smile:

"Come early, it's better to come by coincidence, Gao Shengjin's tire burst, it will be half an hour late."

He pointed to a chair next to him and said, "Come on, here is another place. Sit down and play two. Let's play while we wait."

Jiang Ziran hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, Lord Bing."

Ye Tianlong's eyelids twitched, and he smelled a bad breath. He just wanted to catch, but couldn't say it for a while. He could only bow his head and go with Jiang Ziran.

A waiter gave Jiang Ziran twenty chips.

Seeing Jiang Ziran sitting down, Master Bing waved his finger: zGsGQ6gPHWsR6VeCaooqaxzXUlnOykhFtO4TfxTir2or1VR37Ffz48qYUF9RXF3Q==

"Bet, deal."