Long Ye held the phone, his face was 'gloomy', and he sat on the stool in a daze for a long time.

"Master Long, what's the situation?" Uncle Zhang added a glass of water to Master Long, and also gave Ling Feng a little water by the way.

Ling Feng hurriedly thanked him, Uncle Zhang was an elder, and at the same time, he was also in Master Long's answer.

"Ling Feng, did you understand everything I told you just now?" asked Long Ye.

Ling Feng nodded knowingly, in fact, Ling Feng also knew that it was very difficult for Long Ye to be caught in the middle. One is the interests of his own Green Gang, but the guilt of his brothers for many years, if it were his own, he would definitely hesitate.

"Lao Zhang, you go with Xiaofeng, inform the flying wolf, Sanlitun over there. Long Ye said in a low voice.

This time it was going to face off with the Blood Refining Hall, and Long Ye didn't want to see this scene, but the heavens like to 'trick' people so much, making the good brothers who had been good for many years turn against each other.

Ling Feng knew that there would be a tough battle waiting for him soon, and the Green Gang had helped him so much, this time it would be regarded as a reward. The old Taoist priest had told Ling Feng more than once that others had to return ten times his favor to others, although Ling Feng had doubted the old Taoist priest's intention to say this, after all, Ling Feng was brought up by the old Taoist priest.

Long Ye stood up slowly, maybe he had been worrying about the affairs of the Blood Refining Hall all this time, and he felt a lot older all of a sudden, and he didn't have the 'spirit' spirit like when Ling Feng first met Long Ye.

"Alas, people are old and useless, I'll go back to my room to rest first, and tell me tomorrow if there's anything. Long Ye sighed and said.

Uncle Zhang handed the clothes in the hands of the bodyguard to Long Ye, who said thank you and walked straight to the room.

Looking at the distant Long Ye, Uncle Zhang also sighed deeply, not knowing whether he was sighing or being sentimental.

"Alas, Master Long still didn't let go after all. Zhang Bo said with emotion.

Ling Feng didn't answer, the older generation would have some fetters, and Ling Feng would occasionally hear the old Taoist priest talk about his past, with some sadness in his words.

"Ling Feng, Master Long rarely takes a fancy to young people. But you are different, Long Ye has said more than once that you are not a simple person, and you will have a great future in the future, don't live up to Long Ye's hopes. Zhang Bo said.

Do you want to pass on the Green Gang to me? Ling Feng thought.

"Let's go, some things still have to be solved after all. Uncle Zhang said to Ling Feng.

Uncle Zhang instructed the bodyguards to pay attention to the safety here, notify the hamster to come back, and notify him in time if there is any situation, and he must ensure the personal safety of Long Ye.

Ling Feng was also sighing in his heart that Uncle Zhang was thoughtful and reliable.

Because of Long Ye's 'handover' just now, Uncle Zhang didn't have any big arrangements, and notified the flying wolf, who was known as the first thug of the Green Gang, to go directly to Sanlitun and warn him not to make a casual move, and wait until he got there to make a decision.

Ling Feng also wanted to meet the person Flying Wolf, and the person named by Long Ye himself would naturally not be bad.

After everything was arranged, Zhang Bo and Ling Feng drove to Sanlitun.

Originally, Uncle Zhang was going to let the driver drive, but Ling Feng said that he would let him drive, it was easy to do things with fewer people, Ling Feng didn't want more people to know about these things, but Ling Feng didn't know about it, Jiangcheng was already covered with large and small ear threads, but he didn't know that the grievances between the Green Gang and the Blood Refining Hall had long been known by those big forces in Jiangcheng.

Sanlitun, located on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, is not a prosperous commercial area, many years ago it was very remote and basically uninhabited. In recent years, the old city has been renovated, and Sanlitun has slowly entered people's attention. It is said that the government will invest tens of billions of yuan in Sanlitun to build Sanlitun into the second gathering belt of Jiangcheng. I don't know if the situation is true or not, anyway, the major forces in Jiangcheng began to aim at Sanlitun.

Sanlitun was not very far, and Ling Feng did not drive very fast, and it took about half an hour to arrive. During this period, Ling Feng found that there was a white 'colored' car behind him that had been following him, and Ling Feng knew that the one driving was the flying wolf that Long Ye said.

According to Uncle Zhang's instructions, Ling Feng parked the car steadily.

The white 'colored' car behind also slowly followed, and also stopped not far away.

Uncle Zhang didn't pay attention to the driver of the white 'color' car, and walked inside after a few words of 'handing' on behalf of Ling Feng, Ling Feng didn't understand this, could it be that he let the flying wolf steal the other party?

Ling Feng followed Uncle Zhang, and the two soon arrived at their destination, a speakeasy.

This speakeasy is huge, and it's quite 'colorful'. There was deafening music in the bar, and it was crowded with people, not a few drunken shouts.

Ling Feng actually doesn't like this kind of venue very much, the environment is too noisy, and the people are too noisy, but Ling Feng also heard that bars are also places where *** often happens, and Ling Feng has been looking forward to this for a long time.

Ling Feng had a habit of going to a place where there were many people, he would always glance at the whole audience first, and this time was no exception. The result of this glance was that the bar had done several dangerous tasks, but what worried Ling Feng was that the two people leaning against the corner were the tricky ones, and to Ling Feng's surprise, the two middle-aged people had been watching him.

Uncle Zhang also noticed the situation on the other side of the bar, and motioned for Ling Feng to follow him.

Ling Feng tried his best to hide his momentum, the two people in the corner of the wall were not simple, it was estimated that it would be a tough battle, although Long Ye had to be neutral before, it was still unclear what the flying wolf's skills were, but he couldn't watch the Blood Refining Hall smash the field, after all, Ling Feng and the Blood Refining Hall also had some grievances.

It may be that Ling Feng had been paying attention to the two people in the corner just now, and when Ling Feng looked at the bar again, he found that there was a somewhat familiar person over there, needless to say, that person was the flying wolf who was driving behind him.

Uncle Zhang walked to the bar and asked for a glass of wine, Ling Feng also sat down and asked for a glass of red wine, the bar of the Green Gang, free, don't drink for nothing.

Only then did Ling Feng see the face of the flying wolf, around forty, and cut a flat head, I don't know if it was because he had not had a good rest in the past few days, and the dark circles under his eyes were very deep, but Ling Feng could clearly feel the aura of the master emanating from the flying wolf.

The flying wolf was drinking alone, as if he didn't know Uncle Zhang.

Ling Feng sat on Uncle Zhang's left, and to Uncle Zhang's right was an empty position, and then there were those dangerous figures.

In these days, hooligans are also about quality, and these dangerous people are good examples, sitting here quietly and drinking, as if nothing happened.

This is just a layman's opinion, but I don't know that these people have carried more than a few lives.

Ling Feng asked for several glasses in a row, and he picked the expensive ones.

"You are Zhang Lao, right? The eighth master has a 'handover' generation, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't 'interfere', the eighth master also said that he was very grateful for your care of him back then. One of them said.

"What if I say no?" asked Uncle Zhang, not showing them any affection.

"I'm sorry, we have orders at our disposal. This sentence can be regarded as the last persuasion to Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang helped that little eight a lot back then, and now that Xiao Ba has become the eighth master, he has never forgotten Uncle Zhang's kindness.

"Isn't there any room for manoeuvre?" Zhang Bo still had a trace of illusion in his heart.

Those people drank wine and didn't answer, which was a response to Uncle Zhang.

The situation froze suddenly, and everyone thought about what would happen next, and the time before the storm was particularly quiet.

Ling Feng continued to drink, hoping that time would pass quickly, anyway, things were going to happen, morning and evening were the same thing.

Just as Ling Feng was about to ask for another glass of red wine, a crisp 'female' voice suddenly remembered: "Hello, my name is Tang Xiaotang, can I borrow a thousand yuan from you?"

Whose voice is so good? Ling Feng put down the cup and quickly turned his head to see that a cute and somewhat excessive 'girl' child was looking at him with wide eyes.