Jinglong ran two steps fast and returned to the Longxing Jeet Kune Do gym, and soon after, he ran back with a fruit bag, got into the car, sat next to Jiang Cheng, and the two sat in the back seat, and then Hans and Charlton also got into the car, Charlton drove, Hans sat in the passenger seat, and the car drove quickly towards the villa where Tagore was.

This time, Hans and Charlton did not ask Jinglong and Zhang Chen to wear black hoods.

I have already heard Zhuge Liuyun say about this matter, and there is a certain foundation of trust between them, and Zhuge Liuyun already knows where Tagore lives, knows who he is, and has met him twice, which Tagore knows very well, so there is no need to do this again.

The car was driving fast, and on the road, Jiang Cheng asked Hans, "Hans, how is your eldest brother Tagore lately?

Hans turned around from the co-pilot and looked at Jiang Cheng, smiled slightly and said: "This depends on whether we can form a tacit understanding with the Longxing Society, saying that if you agree to join forces, maybe we can join forces to kill Martin Luther." ”

"Hehehe......" Jiang Cheng chuckled, waved his hand and said: "If Martin Luther is killed, it is estimated that the eighteenth district will be even more chaotic, because there are more than 2,000 black people, and many of them must want to be the boss. ”

"Brother Cheng, how do you know if you don't do this kind of thing. Hans looked at Jiang Cheng and shook his head.

Jiang Cheng smiled: "If you don't do this kind of thing, you will naturally know, as long as you think about it a little, I know that you are eager for revenge and want to kill Martin Luther, but I can't gamble with the future of the Longxing Society, I want us to cooperate with you and kill Martin Luther together, this is naturally possible, but ......"

"But what?" asked Hans, who was intrigued.

Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said, "It's better to wait for me to see your eldest brother Tagore and discuss with him, if he doesn't agree, it's useless to say it." ”

Hans became even more curious when he heard this, and asked Jiang Cheng again and again, but Jiang Cheng always smiled lightly, shook his head slightly, and had no intention of answering at all, and asked many times, and finally Hans had to give up helplessly, and began to say to Charlton next to him: "Charlton, hurry up, Brother Cheng has something to negotiate with the boss!"

Hearing this, Charlton immediately increased the speed of the car, and rushed forward, on the bumpy road, the car swayed, and the people were about to fall apart.

After continuing to drive for more than ten minutes, Charlton finally came to the place, parked the car on the courtyard in front of the villa, and led everyone to get out of the car, the "bang" door rang, one by one got out of the car, closed the door, and everyone got out of the car and walked towards the white villa.

Entering the white villa, it was still the old road, followed Hans and Charlton did not stop in front of any room, all the way to the courtyard behind the villa, sure enough, just came to the back door of the villa, I saw him alone in a wheelchair, the same as last time, he was on a small black lacquered rectangular table, concentrating on making ammunition, but last time he dismantled the gun again and put it on, and this time he used new raw materials to make bullets.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward and raised a hand at him to greet him: "Tagore, long time no see, are you okay?"

When Tagore heard Jiang Cheng's voice, he immediately turned his head and showed a bright smile, looking very happy: "Mr Jiang, are you here just to see my gun-making technology? I am making some bullets, if the bullets are well loaded, they will not only shoot far, but also improve the shooting accuracy......

Now when Tagore wanted to continue, Jiang Cheng smiled and waved his hand at him, came to the small rectangular table, sat down on the chair next to him unceremoniously, and said to Tagore: "This time, there is actually a very important matter, I want to ask for your opinion, in addition, this is some fruits I brought to you, all kinds of fruits, Jinglong." Xiang Jinglong shouted.

Jinglong was originally standing next to him, and when he heard Jiang Cheng speak, he immediately put the fruit bag he was carrying on the black lacquered rectangular table, of course, in the process, he also avoided the raw materials that Tegel was making bullets.

Tagore glanced at Charlton next to him, and pouted at the fruit bag, Charlton immediately took the fruit bag to Tagore and put it on his lap, and Tagore only opened the fruit bag, and said with a smile while doing it: "It just so happens that I am a little thirsty, thank you for the fruit, and I also want to hear if there is anything important to discuss with me." ”

As he spoke, Tagore opened the fruit bag, then stared at the fruit bag in surprise.

"What's wrong, boss, what's wrong with these fruits?" Charlton asked nervously, then took out a gun from his arms and pointed it at Jiang Cheng.

Jinglong frowned and looked at Charlton, while Jiang Cheng sat on the chair and smiled lightly, just looking at Charlton and Tagore with a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Tagore woke up and shouted at Charlton: "Charlton, what are you doing?

Charlton heard the boss speak, hesitated, put the pistol in his arms, and looked at the fruit bag on his lap with a little strangeness, after all, the face of the game was black, and he couldn't see what was inside, and Hans next to him, who had been watching all this, was also staring at the fruit bag curiously.

Tagore smiled slightly, looked inside the fruit bag, turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng, and asked with a chuckle, "Is this an Oriental custom?"

Jiang Cheng smiled and shook his head: "No, this is the preferential treatment that Longxing will give you, just like a friend, bringing you a little meeting gift." ”

Hearing such a conversation, Charlton and Hans's eyes widened even more, and they looked at the fruit bag curiously, wondering what it contained.

When Tagore saw his brother and his subordinates like this, he immediately smiled, reached out and took out two fruits from the fruit bag, and threw them to Charlton and Hans respectively, and then took out one himself, and then put the fruit bag next to the wheelchair, peeled the fruit for himself, and ate the fruit.

Charlton and Hans took the fruit thrown by Tiger, looked at Tagore for some reason, but then looked down at the fruit in their hands, this look, their expressions couldn't help but show a trace of shock, they had found that the wrapper of the fruit turned out to be the largest denomination of euro bills.

Hans grabbed the three banknotes peeled off the fruit, and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "This, what is this?" His eyes turned to look at Charlton and Tagore next to him, and sure enough, the fruits in their hands were also wrapped in three banknotes, in this way, if each fruit was wrapped in banknotes, then the number of fruits in a fruit bag, Zhao A bag of fruit was mixed with thirty or forty thousand euros, and it was too expensive to use this as a gift!

You must know that the Black Bat Club founded by Hans and Tagore has a miscellaneous income of only about 150,000~200,000 yuan every year, which is really not rich, and it is naturally very shocking to accept such a large amount of cash at once.

Jiang Cheng and Jing Long both looked at the three of them with a light smile on their faces, Tagore performed relatively well, but Charlton and Hans's horror was completely written on their faces.

"So, what is it that gave me such a large amount of cash, and that important thing? I would love to hear about it now. Tagore asked while eating fruit while looking at Jiang Cheng with a smile.

"Well...... Jiang Cheng was silent for a while, and then said with a slight smile: "Do you want to kill Martin Luther?" or do you want to regain what you lost before......

Tagore's hand eating the fruit suddenly stopped, and he didn't know what Jiang Cheng meant by suddenly asking such a thing, but he thought about it, gritted his teeth and said: "I think you Longxing will definitely investigate my details clearly, otherwise you won't ask such a question, do you want to kill Martin Luther, hehe! Of course I think, will you Longxing have a way?"

"There is a way!" Jiang Cheng said affirmatively.

"What way?" Tagore stopped his movements and looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise.

And Charlton and Hans also did the same, they were pinching those banknotes left and right just now, and they couldn't believe that these banknotes were real, and when they heard the conversation between Jiang Cheng and Tagore, they immediately raised their heads and looked at the two of them intently.

The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth curled slightly, revealing a meaningful smile and said, "You haven't answered my other question yet, do you want to get back the status you once had in the Eighteenth District?"

Tagore looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise, this kind of thing was not something he could do if he wanted to, but when he met Jiang Cheng's serious eyes, he felt that Jiang Cheng was asking him very seriously, and he was not joking, so he took a deep breath, leaned on the back of the wheelchair, and thought carefully.

For Tagore, since he was framed by Martin Luther and half of his body was hit by someone, all his ambitions have disappeared, and in this life, he decided that he would only fight for revenge and live, but now Jiang Cheng was asking him if he wanted to get back his former status, and he was a little stunned for a while.

After a long time, a gleam flashed in Tagore's eyes, and he looked at Jiang Cheng and asked in a deep voice: "I still want to hear what you want me to do, and then make a decision." ”

Jiang Cheng looked at Tiger and chuckled, crossed his fingers and hugged each other, lying on the table, holding his chin with the front of his fingers, smiling and laughing, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he stared at Tagore and said, "I want your Black Bat Society to join our Longxing Society!"

"What?!" Before Tagore could speak, Charlton, Hans, and Jinglong couldn't help but let out a scream.