When the sun rises in the east and ushers in a new day, a gold version of the Bentley drives on the Shanghai-Kunming Expressway and heads south to Spring City.

The soft sunlight pours on the road, making it feel refreshing.

In the back seat of the Bentley car, a middle-aged man lit a Cuban cigar from a special channel and took a deep breath comfortably.

He puffed out a puff of smoke, then stared silently ahead, a confident smile on his lips that bordered on conceit.

Next to the middle-aged man was a young man in his early twenties, this young man, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked seven points like a middle-aged man, and was obviously a father and son.

The driver was a man in his thirties, and he was driving so quietly, with a hint of respect, or rather, fear, between his eyebrows, and this emotion was very complicated.

There have been many people who have worked as drivers for the man in front of them, but each driver will not exceed three years, and those who have been drivers for men have finally emigrated abroad, as for whether they really immigrated abroad, it is unknown.

This man never trusts anyone, including his own driver or bodyguard, and when he feels that he cannot control the people around him, then he will take some kind of action to strangle all the unstable factors in the cradle.

"Dad, are we really going to Spring City for a trip?" Inside the car, the young man sitting next to him asked, and at the same time, a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

The middle-aged man heard this. He turned his head and said, "Are you stupid, or do you really not understand?" You are still a talented student at Yenching University, according to me, you will still be with Lao Tzu for a year and a half, and then I will teach you to take care of the family business. ”

Hearing this, the young man trembled all over, and his face changed.

"Little rabbit cub, I really don't know how I gave birth to you, a dou who can't be helped!" The middle-aged man stared at the young man with some anger, and then threw the cigarette butt directly out of the car. Suddenly, the spark shimmered brightly in the sky, and finally went out.

For the middle-aged man who recklessly threw the cigarette butt out of the window, his brows quietly frowned, and said, "Dad, are you a little virtuous?" It's high-speed kilometers, you can't litter cigarette butts! ”

Belch?

The middle-aged man was stunned. Then he glared at the young man fiercely. scolded: "Stinky boy, even if I throw cigarette butts, what can I do? Who dares to do anything to me? Let me tell you a bastard, the law is made for the weak, people like me. The law is in front of me, and this is the power of power, you see. Could it be that the power of power and money is so great, that straw bag teacher at Yenching University didn't teach you? ”

The young man glanced at the middle-aged man and muttered, "Come again, please, Dad, I found that there is something wrong with your thoughts, and those things in your thoughts belong to banditry, or not." ”

"Phew, little bunny!" The middle-aged man rolled his eyes angrily at the young man's words, and said a little helplessly: "I, Tu Zhong, why did I give birth to such a nerdy son as you?" ”

Nerd?

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man named Tu Zhong, the young man was obviously a little unhappy, and said: "Dad, now is a scientific and technological society, and only by relying on science and technology can we prosper the country!" ”

"Tu Shixiong, did Lao Tzu let you go to rejuvenate the country and Anbang? No, this kid can't be saved, after this time, I will definitely ignore your mother's objections, let you drop out of Yenching University, go home well, and help Lao Tzu take care of his business, and Lao Tzu's business will be even bigger! Tu Zhong said, a touch of ruthlessness flashed on his face.

Tu Shixiong saw the seeping cruel look on his father's face, and he only felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Tu Zhong!

Known as the Dragon Gate Ghost!

In the entire Dragon Gate, the prestige is even above Xiang Haotian, and at the same time, it is also the person who has the most right to speak in the Dragon Gate after Yun Yao's death, and there is no one.

This time he went south to Spring City, Tu Zhong's purpose was to negotiate a deal with Feng Hu, the soil emperor of Spring City, and this business would determine the position of going further, and at the same time, he would also have the intention of letting his nerdy son see more of the other side of this society.

"Dad, you don't want to fight against the Dragon Gate, do you?" Tu Shixiong suddenly said that Tu Shixiong is a nerd, yes, but he is not stupid.

Groov!

Hearing Tu Shixiong's unabashed words, the driver couldn't help but tremble violently in his heart, but in just a second, he regained his calm, as people at their level, some words can be heard, some people can't, they all know it very clearly in their hearts.

"What's wrong with the reverse dragon gate? Yun Zhange, that little kid, why is he leading me? Tu Zhong said indifferently, his tone was extremely arrogant.

Hearing Tu Zhong's words, Tu Shixiong's eyes flashed with an incomprehensible look, and then he gently helped his gold-rimmed glasses, thoughtful.

Two hours later.

The gold version of Bentley got off the Shanghai-Kunming Expressway on time.

At the same time, in a private villa in the capital of Spring City, there was a big man covered in fat, this big man, his fat belly trembled and trembled, and he couldn't help but feel like laughing, because at this moment, the big fat man was eating a bowl of rice noodles across the bridge. He really didn't dare to compliment his eating, his big mouth directly sucked the rice noodles across the bridge into his mouth, making the oil splash on his face.

Then, the fat man casually pulled the tissue in the hand of the bodyguard next to him and wiped it indiscriminately.

And so on and so forth.

His appearance is really unsightly, but none of the bodyguards around him dare to laugh, because they understand how terrifying this sloppy man is.

Feng Hu!

The helmsman of the Dragon Gang, relying on ruthless and ruthless means, has become a soldier in Spring City, and even the border area of the entire Spring City, with a good influence, he is a big tumor in Spring City, a well-deserved big drug lord.

There are three bodyguards standing in the box, all of whom are retired special forces, and their individual combat ability cannot be underestimated.

But-

At this moment, these bodyguards who are terrifying in force have only respect and disdain for the sloppy man in front of them.

A bowl of rice noodles across the bridge, under Feng Hu's gobbling up, was finally eaten.

At this time, a bodyguard in a black suit pushed the door in, respectfully walked to Feng Hu's side, and said, "Boss, Tu Zhong has come to Spring City!" ”

Oh?

The chopsticks in Feng Hu's hand paused for half a second, and then his eyes narrowed quietly, and his fat body suddenly burst out with a huge momentum, and said, "Come here, let him come directly to the villa." ”

The bodyguard respectfully took the order and left.

Feng Hu stood up gently, there was a playful meaning in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Ah Gui, Lao Tzu is full, go take a bath first, after Tu Zhong's bastard comes, let him wait for me first!" ”

"Okay, Boss!" The bodyguard named Agui replied respectfully.

Half an hour later.

The gold version of the Bentley driven by Tu Zhong came to the door of this villa.

This villa is not located in the city, but in the suburbs.

All around are specially remodeled houses, and the villas seem to stand out from the crowd.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the people living in these houses are not ordinary residents, but members of Feng Hu's dragon helpers.

Feng Hu's identity is special, in the sensitive area of Spring City, he naturally does not dare to swagger and put himself in the downtown area, and at the same time, Feng Hu is a very shrewd man, and his intelligence is directly proportional to his strength.

Tu Zhong and his son Tu Shixiong got out of the car.

Suddenly, Feng Hu's bodyguard came to Tu Zhong and said in an indifferent tone: "Mr. Tu, Boss Feng is taking a bath, let you go to the living room and wait for him first!" ”

Oh?

Hearing the words of the bodyguard, Tu Zhong's expression remained unchanged, but he had already greeted Feng Hu's eighteenth generation ancestor in his heart, and he nodded lightly.

The bodyguard turned around and led the way in front.

At this time, Tu Zhong whispered softly in Tu Shixiong's ear: "Little cub, after you go in, Lao Tzu doesn't want you to speak, you'd better take care of your mouth!" ”

Tu Shixiong was in the fog and didn't know why, but he still nodded. (To be continued......)