"Wei Ye hasn't come yet, what are you arguing about, you have the ability to do that little guy directly with me!"

A bruised hand slapped on the table, leaning arrogantly on the back of the chair, lighting a cigarette in his hand, and next to his little finger, there was even a finger.

This iconic physical feature makes his identity unintroducing, and some people can also reflect that he is Yu Liuzhi, a famous black-handed boss on Ducheng Road.

He had bandages wrapped around his neck, looking wounded, and a look of anger on the corner of his mouth, as if the whole world owed him millions.

This is an ultra-luxurious restaurant, there are nearly 100 tables, but only the middle table is full, and everyone at the other tables is standing, with dyed hair and tattoos wearing gold chains, and their expressions are hideous.

It was a living room where the guests were mainly young men, most of whom looked unconvinced and unconvinced, and the male hormones filled the calm atmosphere with a layer of ferocity that did not provoke.

In such a contrast, the people sitting at the table in the middle are set off with a majestic momentum, only here can there be the sound of quarrels, one by one sitting lazily and casually, and the hundreds of people standing around them with their heads bowed form a strong contrast.

Yu Liuzhi slapped the table, and the whole hall was silent for a while, but then the discussion started again, although it was slightly restrained, but there was no intention to stop, it seemed that Yu Liuzhi just let out a fart, although it stinks, but it can't beat people up because of a fart, or simply don't speak.

Because of the people at the table with him, no matter who takes it out, they don't have to be six fingers apart, they are all characters with a head and face in Ducheng.

There are those who do not agree with each other and blood is splashed with seven steps, there are those who can't beat a fart with a few sticks, and there are those who claim to be brothers and sisters who hide knives in their laughter. Today's gathering here has gathered almost all the Ducheng bigwigs who are independent of Xue Fanfan after he fell.

All living beings are diverse, and the people who can mix up to this point are all human spirits who have experienced strong winds, rains, and ups and downs, although they are not afraid of Yu Liuzhi, but after Yu Liuzhi said this, they have converged a lot, and the atmosphere of quarrel has subsided a lot.

Everyone calmed down, wiped their mouths with napkins, and stared at the empty table without saying a word.

Didn't serve food because someone was waiting.

Wei Ye.

Wei Qingcheng.

Everyone sitting now has a similar status, and no one takes Yu Liuzhi seriously, but Wei Ye, the founder of Jinhai International, Wei Qingcheng, is different. When Xue Fanfan overwhelmed the bigwigs in Ducheng, it was Wei Qingcheng who stood up and united these people to form an alliance that was not tight but was enough for Xue Fanfan to face, so that they were not swallowed up by the imperial group.

In these years, Wei Qingcheng's accumulated capital is extremely terrifying, and it is said that he will be able to fight Xue Fanfan for a long time in less than ten years, but all the people who want to see a dragon and tiger fight are disappointed, Xue Fanfan's imprisonment and then Chu greedy wolf was stabbed by the strong reinforcements he recruited and hidden, the imperial group fell rapidly, and now everyone is waiting for Wei Qingcheng, who is known as Pixiu, to make a move, to see how much benefit he can swallow.

"Yu Liuzhi, you are embarrassed to say, you are also a forty-year-old person, let the two children who have not grown all the hair until the old nest, and even took the Gone with the Wind, and now they can't get it back?"

A fat man with four large gold rings on his fingers was not angry with six fingers, and mocked unscrupulously.

"Fat Niu, don't talk nonsense, then the boxer you invited from the south will lend it to me, only if I can entangle the kid surnamed Lu, I can take the Gone with the Wind back today, and then the income will be divided into 30% of your income. ”

Yu Liuzhi was said to be in the sore spot, and his face was difficult to look at, and he blew his beard at the fat man and glared.

"There is no one under your hands, don't take my brother's life, although that Lu Huan is young, he can kill the guard next to Chu Greedy Wolf in a head-on fight, and this kung fu can take care of him with no more than one hand. Forgive me for not having this friendship with you, and I can't afford to take this risk. "The fat man called the fat cow is not a simple person, and he has not been bought by the conditions prescribed by Yu Liuzhi.

"Yu Liuzhi, half of the profits of Gone with the Wind belong to me, and I will go with you. A thin guy said, "I don't have an invincible fierce man, but what I have under my hands is to cut people and bleed, ants bite and kill elephants, no matter how powerful Lu Huan is, he can't stand the crowd." ”

"Fifty percent, Sun Monkey, are you crazy?" another man with a green mark on his face laughed, "Yu Liuzhi, I only need forty percent, I don't mind trying to find that kid with you." ”

Hearing these guys speak, Yu Liuzhi's face became more and more gloomy, and he regretted a little that he could expose the bottom line of Gone with the Wind too early.

The people who sit here eat people and don't spit out bones, just like sharks that have seen blood, with only a small mouth exposed, they can immediately tear into a bigger wound.

But in addition to the sharing of Gone with the Wind, Yu Liuzhi can't take out anything more attractive, Xue Fanfan has suppressed it over the years, in addition to Wei Qingcheng and expanding his power, the power of their generation is shrinking, the family background is getting thinner and thinner, and the newly accepted cubs are not powerful, because the most courageous and ambitious have all been attracted by Xue Fanfan.

In the underground world of Ducheng, Xue Fanfan was a lingering shadow, and under the mobilization of Chu Greedy Wolf's bone erosion, his profound influence could be experienced from every angle.

The entire imperial group is already a terrible force with too many other bigwigs in the super transition city, self-contained, self-circulating, and the forces of all parties are intertwined, even now that they are falling apart, these people have not found room to speak, Xue Fanfan has fallen, but the bigwigs under him who stand on their own mountain, whether it is the turtle immortal Zu Junneng or the big red robe Guan Lesheng, are not fuel-efficient lamps, and none of them sitting down are absolutely sure that they can eat it completely.

It was Lu Huan, the young man who assassinated Chu Greedy Wolf and then occupied the Beacon Fire Bar, and because of his terrifying force that overtook the city and the ruthless methods of chasing Yu Liuzhi, people were extremely feared. Although these bigwigs of the older generation were angered by Lu Huan's rampant unruly making enemies everywhere, the bandage on Yu Liuzhi's neck was also reminding these people that if they couldn't kill with one blow, then what kind of revenge would they have.

Just when the six fingers didn't know how to answer, suddenly "Wei Ye" came from the door, extremely respectful.

A tall middle-aged man in a Chinese-style cyan robe walked into the hall with his hands in his hands, his face was white and beardless, and his demeanor was beautiful, and it could be seen that he was also a romantic figure who fascinated thousands of girls when he was young.

He is Wei Qingcheng, who gave birth to a demonic daughter like Wei Yunyue.

Where he walked, the thugs were instructed to sit down, and as he walked in, the whole hall was one floor lower as if it were cutting wheat, and the beautiful waiter in a cheongsam brought up the food that had been prepared for a long time, dressed like a butterfly.

He gently bowed his head in response to the big guy and the little brothers who greeted him, no matter what status they were, they could all enjoy his smile like a spring breeze.

But no one will believe the smile of a man nicknamed Pixiu. Pixiu, also known as Tianlu, evil spirit, Baijie, a kind of mythical beast in ancient Chinese Han myths and legends, is rumored to be the ninth son of the dragon king, dragon head, horse body, linjiao, shaped like a lion, gray fur, can fly. Pixiu is fierce and mighty, and it is responsible for patrolling the heavens to prevent demons, monsters, plagues, and diseases from disturbing the heavens. It has a mouth and no anus, can swallow everything and never leak, can attract wealth and treasures, only enter but not exit, and has special magical powers.

A person who can be called a Pixiu, in other words, eats people without spitting out bones.

"Wei Ye!"

The bigwigs sitting in the middle also stood up one after another, clasped their fists at Wei Qingcheng, and gave up the main seat in the middle to Wei Qingcheng.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, they are all their own brothers, you don't have to be polite, sit down, sit down, I'm late, I'll punish myself for three cups first!"

Wei Qingcheng didn't sit down in a hurry, waved his hand, and the bald man next to him put three wine glasses, slapped a bottle of jar mud without any label, and suddenly a rich aroma of wine spread.

"This is a Moutai puree poured into me by a friend, eighty years, and it is considered that I am late to make amends. ”

After Wei Qingcheng finished speaking, the bald man also poured the wine, Wei Qingcheng raised his glass three times in a row, and drank it all, and the hall was full of cheers.

At the last glass, all the bigwigs also raised their glasses to accompany each other, but this glass of wine, everyone's expressions were also different, Wei Qingcheng's posture was so low, everyone felt a cold feeling in their vests.

In the past few years, Wei Qingcheng has made several major decisions, and Wei Qingcheng has drunk three glasses before announcing them to everyone.

Wei Qingcheng didn't seem to see everyone's anxious looks, sat down and introduced the meal arranged today to everyone like a diligent host, all kinds of allusions slowly said, and the subordinates who were close to him heard his explanation, and they all felt eye-opening and admired this Wei Ye's knowledge, but the big guys at the main table in the middle didn't know how to eat.

They were all thinking about Wei Qingcheng's distribution of strength in the Imperial Group, as well as what he thought about the young man Lu Huan's disposal, but Wei Qingcheng seemed to be working against these old friends, and he was only there to introduce food.

After three rounds of drinking, Wei Qingcheng seemed to have just remembered to ask about the injury of the six fingers, his eyes narrowed slightly, he picked up the largest piece from a plate of red stewed beef with chopsticks, and said slowly: "Chu greedy wolf can't find it recently, a young man occupies the beacon bar, everyone, seeing the big fat meat of the imperial group, I see that you have been staring at it for a long time, right?"

Everyone glanced at each other, knowing that the drama meat was finally here, and how much blood would be shed after that was all in the thought of this Wei Ye.

......

Next to a traffic artery outside Songlan Community, Lu Huan held the taxi door, and looked at Du Qifang with a big head supporting Pan Wenting.

"I, I don't want to go up, I ......" Pan Wenting's body was weak, her eyes were scattered, she grabbed Du Qifang's hand, and the whole person couldn't wait to retract into her body, her breathing became faster and faster, and her face turned weirdly red.

"Stress reaction?" Du Qifang frowned.