"Bang!" Xu Jing grabbed the necks of the two with both hands and slammed their heads together, and then the two of them fainted at the door of the box room with a muffled snort.

Xu Jing is not a good communicator, and he doesn't understand so many Taoists on the road, he just wants to settle things calmly, but Xiang Huaqiang's dismissal is not on an equal footing in Xu Jing's opinion, it is not called 'negotiation', it is called 'begging peace', it is called 'bowing his head and admitting his mistakes', and it is called 'giving tea to the big guy'.

Although Xu Jing is gentle as water on weekdays, he is an unruly person at the bottom of his heart. Just like the characters in the novel, the more lonely and arrogant he is, how could he accept such an insulting act as a body search? So, in an instant, his whole temperament suddenly changed.

"Hit the streets!"

"Boy, you're looking for death!" two shouts of scolding came from the box.

Two fierce-faced men were about to rush over. But a middle-aged man sitting at the head of the table held out his hand to stop them.

"Cool!" exhaled, said, then straightened his collar, as if he hadn't heard the two shouts and curses, and led Zhao Xiaojun to step over the two strong men who fell to the ground, and walked towards the dining table with his eyes wandering.

Only Xiang Huaqiang sat in the box, and there were six or seven people standing behind him, including Chen Yaoxing, Tai Long, Huang Jun, and Xiao Di who had met that night, but they were faintly divided into two groups, and some other people Xu Jing had not seen. As for the people who shouted and scolded just now, they were two of the people Xu Jing had never seen.

The food has not been served on the dinner table, and only two sets of cutlery have been placed, one in front of Xiang Huaqiang and the other in front of him. In addition, there is a bottle of red wine and a bottle of white wine on the side, and there is already poured red wine next to the table.

Under the gaze of Xingyi'an and the others, Xu Jing walked over with a light step, swept the table with his right hand, held the goblet on the dining table, and ignored the spilling of most of the red wine because of his unelegant movements, and raised his head to drink the remaining red wine from the goblet.

"Hiccup" burped, Xu Jing exhaled again, put the goblet back on the table, and then sat down.

"Mr. Xu is so majestic!" Seeing that Xu Jing didn't take them seriously at all, how could Xiang Huaqiang, as a big man, not be a little angry? It's just that since he was a child, he has been taught a strict family and has been in a high position for a long time, and he has developed a kind of bearing that Taishan collapses in front of him and his face does not change.

"If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand firm. Mr. Xiang, the people under you don't understand the rules, I can help you teach them. Xu Jing looked at Xiang Hua and said.

"If I say that I arranged it, then Mr. Xu will even beat me?" Xiang Hua said aggressively.

"Hehe, I haven't been searched when I entered Zhongnan Hai, does Mr. Xiang think you have this qualification?" Xu Jing held the table with both hands, leaned forward, and looked at Xiang Huaqiang.

“。。。。 Hearing Xu Jing's words, Xiang Huaqiang frowned slightly, was speechless for a long time, and only after a while did he beckon the waiter to serve the food.

In fact, Xu Jing's words were completely pretending to be a big-tailed wolf, he did enter Zhongnanhai and was not searched, but the time was when the turmoil in the 70s was not over, and Zhongnanhai at that time was completely open. When he was a child, Xu Jing went in to play.

After a while, the waiters began to serve food one after another, and Xiang Huaqiang sat without speaking, pondering something.

"Waiter, add another pair of cutlery. After serving, Xu Jing said to the waiter, and then turned to Zhao Xiaojun next to him and said, "Old Zhao, sit down and eat together." ”

After speaking, he completely ignored the angry glances of several people behind Xiang Huaqiang, and picked up the tableware casually and ate it.

On the other side, Xiang Huaqiang still didn't speak, just watched Xu Jing eat.

"Mr. Xu, my person hurt your person, and you took one of his hands, I can ignore this matter, and I should turn the page. However, you provoke my brothers to fight, this hand is too long, right?" After thinking for a long time, Xiang Huaqiang lit a cigar, took a puff, and said slowly.

Xu Jing's bluff and his earlier speculation made Xiang Huaqiang hesitate for a long time, but not to mention that it was just a guess after all, even if it was true, so what? This is Xiangjiang, his base camp. How could Xiang Huaqiang be willing to be slapped in the face like this and remain silent?

If the money is lost, he can earn it back, but he still doesn't dare to get it back if he loses face, and if this spreads, then how can he Xingyi'an still mix in Xiangjiang? What will the brothers think below? When the people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to bring the team. In a word, peace talks are okay, but the benefits must be reached, otherwise where will the face go?

"And then?" Xu Jing didn't even look at Hua Qiang, just buried his head in the table full of food.

"A million! It should be considered as a commemoration for my wounded brothers below. Xiang Hua Qiang stretched out his right index finger and looked at Xu Jingdao.

Negotiation is nothing more than making amends or losing money. This million figure was decided by Xiang Huaqiang after thinking about it for a long time, and before that, his bottom line was to squeeze at least three million from Lin Jianguo. After Xu Jing's bluff, Xiang Huaqiang couldn't help beating a drum in his heart, and secretly lowered it to one million.

"One million?" Xu Jing said, then raised his head slightly and glanced at Hua Qiang.

"Lao Zhao, you go to the bank and withdraw one million cash. Xu Jing sat up and leaned back on the chair, picked up the napkin on the table, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said to Zhao Xiaojun, who was sitting next to him.

After Zhao Xiaojun left, Xu Jing put down the napkin in his hand, ignored the gaze of Xiang Huaqiang and his younger brothers, and began to feast again.

In about half an hour, Zhao Xiaojun came back with a travel bag. Zhao Xiaojun put the travel bag on the ground next to the dining table, reached out and unzipped it, revealing a pile of red 100 yuan denominations of Hong Kong dollars.

Xu Jing wiped the corners of his mouth again, stood up, grabbed the liquor on the table, unscrewed the lid, wrinkled his nose and sniffed. Then under the gaze of everyone, Xu Jing walked to the travel bag, turned the wine bottle upside down, and kept shaking his arm, pouring the liquor on the bag of banknotes.

Suddenly, the whole box was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

Just when everyone didn't know what Xu Jing's behavior was, Xu Jing walked towards Hua Qiang. Xiang Huaqiang didn't say a word, looked at Xu Jing, and wondered what kind of fame he was doing.

Xu Jing came to Xiang Huaqiang's side, stretched out his hand and took out the cigar in Xiang Huaqiang's hand, took it to his mouth and blew it, the cigar was bright and dark.

"A million here. Xu Jing said, and then in the surprised eyes of everyone, Xu Jing threw the cigar towards the travel bag.

With a "bang", a whole bag of 100 yuan Hong Kong bills instantly ignited, illuminating the entire box even brighter. For a while, everyone was stunned by Xu Jing's move, including Xiang Huaqiang.

One million may not be a lot of money for Xiang Huaqiang, but Xu Jing's actions are beyond the scope of his imagination, just like Chen Yaoxing and others described to him that night before, he still can't figure out what kind of person can force the five or six fierce generals under him who dare to fight and kill each other.

"Money, money, money, you know money, the gangs in Xiangjiang will always be so tasteless. Xu Jing turned his head, rushed to Hua Qiang and his younger brothers, and then returned to his seat, picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. Xing Yi'an and his gang still haven't come back to their senses.

"Hit the street, what do you mean by that!" After a while, it was Tyrone who spoke first. Seeing that Xu Jing burned the one million blood money that should have belonged to them like this, how could Tai Long feel good in his heart?

As soon as Tai Long's voice fell, Xu Jing suddenly turned his head, did not speak, chewed the beef in his mouth, stared at Tai Long with straight eyes, and made Tai Long's hair stand on end, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and goosebumps suddenly rose all over his body.

"Waiter, bring that gentleman a bun, ask for fresh meat!" After looking at it for a while, Xu Jing turned back to the waiter at the door of the box and shouted.

"Gross... When Tai Long, Chen Yaoxing, Huang Jun and others heard this, a stomach acid instantly rose in their stomachs, and they all covered their mouths and hurriedly rushed out of the box and ran to the bathroom.

On the other side, Xiang Huaqiang sat in his position like this, looking at the burning banknotes, motionless, but his face was already terrifyingly sunk, and the light of the burning fire was reflected in his eyes, as if to show the anger in his heart.

Xiang Huaqiang is already forty years old, and in half his life, he has seen all kinds of people, from high-ranking officials to huge wealth, to small ruffians, he can be at ease in all kinds of people and all kinds of occasions, but he has never seen a person like Xu Jing, a person who can't be measured with common sense, you can never know what he will do next. In the face of such an unpredictable person, a powerful grievance rose in Xiang Huaqiang's heart, and this sense of grievance continued to sway, grow, and turn into a fiery rage.

"In 83, I was ignorant at that time," just when Xiang Huaqiang was about to break out, Xu Jing chewed the food and said: "Because of greed, I stole other people's apples to eat, and then my grandfather found out and beat me up, he told me that it is not your thing, you can't steal it, let alone rob it." ”

"My grandfather brought me to the door to apologize, and the family not only forgave me, but also gave me five apples. At that time, I realized that there are many ways to get something. Then I was thrown south by my grandfather. Xu Jing paused and continued.

"Later, when my grandfather died, he kept telling me that when I saw my uncle, I must keep an eye on my uncle, and I can't let him go the wrong way, because my grandfather saw with his own eyes that a man my uncle knew was killed, the year I joined the army, because he did something he shouldn't have done with a group of people. Xu Jing said intermittently while eating.

"Later, when I came to Xiangjiang with my uncle, he said that he wanted to do his old business, and I told him a word, and today, I also give this sentence to Mr. Xiang, that is," Xu Jing poured out the tip of his tongue when he said this, and then looked at Xiang Huaqiang, who was slowly dissipating the fireworks in his eyes, and said: "There is no underworld in Huaguo!"

When Xiang Huaqiang heard this, his eyes suddenly froze and he looked at Xu Jing. Xu Jing ignored Xiang Huaqiang's gaze, put down the tableware in his hand, picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly, then took out a check and pen and filled them out on the table.

Xu Jing's remarks are not alarmist, in the following decades, there is indeed no underworld in China, at most there are underworld organizations, there is an essential difference between the two, and the core difference is whether it is institutionalized or not.

The underworld is a non-governmental autonomous organization that relies on breaking the law and wandering on the edge of the law. On the other hand, an underworld organization is a loose alliance of interests that belongs to the embryonic stage and relies on interpersonal networks to maintain it, and there is no institutionalized organization.

In China, this kind of organization has developed to the limit, and there is only one way to go. Even Xiangjiang has not experienced rectification and severe crackdown after its return.

"Okay, that's all for today, thank you very much Mr. Xiang for the banquet. Here are five million, and the excess should be regarded as the protection fee for the next nine years. Xu Jing put away his pen, stood up, straightened his collar, and then pushed the check in front of Xiang Huaqiang.

Then Xu Jing took Zhao Xiaojun and walked out of the door.

"Oh, by the way, the person who was killed is surnamed Zhu. Hehe. When Xu Jing and the two walked to the door, Xu Jing suddenly stopped, turned back to Hua Qiang and the others, and then showed a mysterious smile.

"Mr. Xiang, what does this kid mean by saying such a lot? Burn one million, and give us five million, is this kid sick?"

"Regardless of his so much, let him say a few more words and it will be four million more, I should have known that I should have let him say a few more words, maybe we can receive the protection money in a hundred years. Haha," another quipped.

At this moment, Xiang Huaqiang, who had been pondering something, suddenly stood up with a 'hoof'.