Tang Hao casually picked up a pistol on the ground, pointed the gun at the bald head, and said calmly: "Since you all agree with me being the boss, then okay." ”。

"I agree." The bald head immediately raised his hand.

"I agree."

"I'm not against that."

"I'm not against it either."

Tang Hao was finally set of sights on the blonde youth, this blonde youth was the first person to know him, but it was also the most hesitant, he was obviously unwilling.

The blonde young man looked at Tang Hao, and a helpless smile appeared on his angular face: "As you wish." ”

Tang Hao sat down very casually, his eyes swept over a few people on the ground, and said, "All stand up." ”

"Yes, sir."

"What do you command, sir?"

The bosses all staggered to their feet, and the injuries they had inflicted on them, though not fatal, had left a deep wound on them.

Tang Hao finally set his eyes on the blond-haired youth: "What's your name?" ”

"John the Golden Retriever Lion." The blonde youth replied.

"In the future, I won't be there, and you will be responsible for the one Qiē of Black Coral." Tang Hao said calmly.

"Yes, sir." The blonde youth was a little surprised.

Tang Hao asked again, "When Black Coral died, who was by his side?" ”

"Me." The bald head said immediately.

"Tell me about the situation." Tang Hao said.

The bald head dragged the broken arm, stepped forward, and said to Tang Hao: "Black Coral and I are going to see a noble boss, we just walked out of the nightclub, and before we could get into the car, Black Coral Boss was shot. I didn't see where the person was shooting. ”

"Who's that boss Black Coral is going to meet?" Tang Hao asked deliberately.

"No one knows who the boss is except Black Coral." The bald head replied.

"What did Black Coral do when she saw that boss?" Tang Hao asked again.

The bald head hesitated a little and said, "That boss seems to have asked Black Coral to help find someone, and Black Coral seems to have a little news, so he will report to the boss." ”

"Who's helping Black Coral find someone?" Tang Hao asked again.

"Me." John, a blonde youth, stepped forward.

"Did you find it?? Tang Hao asked.

John hesitated for a moment and said, "There's a little news." ”

"Say."

John took a deep breath and said, "The person we are looking for is called Han Fu, and I found a person named Han Fu, who lives in Chinatown and is a chef in a restaurant. At the same time, he is also the boss of Chinatown. ”

When Tang Hao heard this, his brows furrowed, he didn't expect that they really found a person named Han Fu.

Seeing that Tang Hao was silent, the six bosses also stood quietly. Although everyone had injuries on their bodies and was in unbearable pain, no one dared to shake in the slightest, and they all stood straight.

"The death of the Black Coral Boss is likely to be related to the two of them." Tang Hao said calmly.

The six people all understood who the two people Tang Hao was talking about, naturally they were the honorable boss that Black Coral was going to see, and the other was the person named Han Fu he found.

In fact, these bosses also thought the same way at first, but they were busy competing for the position of the boss, and they didn't have the heart to avenge Black Coral. But he didn't expect that the new boss who took office with thunderous means would be the most concerned about the death of Black Coral, and look at what it means, and avenge Black Coral.

Although brotherhood is no longer much emphasized in this era, the fact that this newcomer Mr. Tang can do this still shocked the six bosses who were beaten half to death. They all vaguely felt that this Mr. Tang should be an acquaintance of the Black Coral Boss, and his appearance was to take over the Black Coral Boss.

"Take two men and come with me." Tang Hao said to John.

"Yes, Mr. Tang." John, on one side, made a respectful gesture.

Tang Hao stood up and said to the other five bosses: "We Black Coral need peace, if anyone wants to make trouble, then there is only one way waiting for him. ”

"Yes, Mr. Tang, we know."

The five bosses immediately complied, and they all understood that a man who could not be killed with a gun was not something they could deal with. Although this Mr. Tang looks thin, he is even more terrifying than the Black Coral Boss. They now have no extra thoughts, and look at the new boss respectfully one by one.

Tang Hao walked in front of everyone's eyes, John immediately followed, and the other five bosses also immediately followed, watching Mr. Tang and John go downstairs before they returned to the room.

Of the five, they were abused at least twice, and in addition to being bald, there was another who thought his little finger was also broken.

Several people sat down, and all of them had painful expressions on their faces. They all wanted to say something about what happened today, but they didn't know how to say it.

They were all very unwilling in their hearts, but at this time, no one dared to sue others.

Finally, the bald head couldn't hold it anymore, and he said helplessly: "This is God's arrangement." ”

The others looked bald and didn't speak. But they are all muttering in their hearts, when did you believe in God?

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, he said again: "God thinks we are not fit to be the boss, so Mr. Tang appeared." ”

The others looked at their bald heads again, but still didn't speak.

The bald head said disdainfully: "You guys, I won't play with you anymore, my lower arm is broken, and I'm going to the hospital." If you are not convinced, go to Mr. Tang, and he will tell you what is God's arrangement. ”

With that, the bald head stood up and walked out of the room.

The four of them glanced at each other, then all stood up, endured the pain, and walked out of the room. They also have to go to the hospital to see a doctor.

John's car was a Cadillac, Tang Hao sat in the back seat, John sat in the co-pilot's seat, and one of John's subordinates drove the car. The car drove straight to New York's Chinatown.

Located in the Chinatown of Manhattan, New York, USA, it has a history of more than 100 years. One of the earliest Chinese shops dates back to the mid-nineteenth century. In fact, it is also one of the earliest Chinese commercial streets set up by overseas Chinese outside of Asia. New York's Chinatown is even listed on the National Register of Historic Places by the U.S. government.

The inhabitants of this area are almost exclusively Chinese, and they are engaged in commercial activities here, mainly opening shops, restaurants and gift shops.

One-third of the shop is a restaurant, and almost all kinds of cuisines are available, and the restaurant is decorated in a variety of styles. There are antique, there are red, and there are modern and fashionable.

On both sides of the street, there are piles of fruit, herbs, and seafood stalls, and there are many aunts selling department stores and beautiful signs.

John saw that Tang Hao had been even more peaceful since he entered Chinatown, as if he had arrived at his territory. He said that he was Mr. Don from Chinatown, Los Angeles, and that he felt good about Chinatown in New York, and it was normal.

The car stopped at the door of a hotel called Xiangyuelou, Tang Hao and John got out of the car and walked into the hotel.

The hostess and waiters at the hotel were also Chinese, and they immediately arranged Tang Hao and John into a small private room.

John didn't know what Tang Hao was going to do, and he did everything Tang Hao wanted. The two of them ordered food and began to eat.

After eating for a while, Tang Hao said to the waiter: "We are friends of Master Han, you go and call Master Han to make it." ”

"Master Han is at work and can't come over." The waiter's answer was crisp.

When Tang Hao heard this, he smiled and said, "I'm from China, can't I see old friends if I want to?" ”

"You can wait for Master Han to come to him when he gets off work." The waiter replied.

"Master Han asked you to say that, right?" Tang Hao suddenly asked rhetorically.

When the waiter heard this, he hesitated a little and said, "This is the rule of the hotel." ”

"I see." Tang Hao continued to eat.

The food here is really well done, and in some ways, even better than in the country.

After eating for a while, Tang Hao asked the waiter how to go to the bathroom, and he walked out of the private room. But instead of going to the bathroom, he looked at it, followed the scent and the path of the food delivery man, and found the kitchen.

However, at the kitchen door, he was stopped by security. Security guards are arranged at the kitchen door, and the management of this hotel is strict enough. Of course, a security guard couldn't stop Tang Hao, he shook his body, and walked past the security guard and entered the kitchen.

The kitchen is very large and noisy, and at a glance, there are at least seven or eight masters who stir-fry vegetables on the stove, as well as seven or eight assistant cooks and seven or eight side dishes, which is not counting the masters of cold dishes.

Looking at the figures in snow-white kitchen clothes, Tang Hao casually walked towards a chef who was not stir-frying, nor was it a side dish, but a chef who was on patrol. Although this chef is also wearing a snow-white kitchen clothes, the neckline and cuffs of the clothes have two gold borders, which is obviously different from other kitchen clothes.

This man looked to be about fifty years old, with a slightly fat figure, very sparse hair, and a rosy face, like a chef.

The chef also noticed an outsider walking in, and he immediately walked towards the mustachioed youth.

"Sir, this is the kitchen, please leave."

Tang Hao smiled indifferently: "Are you Han Fu?" ”

"I'll talk about it when I get off work." The chef said domineeringly.

"I'm waiting for you at 315." Tang Hao said.

"Okay."

Tang Hao was not reluctant, but turned around and went out.

The chef glanced at Tang Hao's back and continued to inspect the work of the accident and side dishes.

Tang Hao returned to the private room and sat quietly on the sofa next to him.

John knew that Tang Hao definitely wasn't going to the bathroom, he should have gone to find the person named Han Fu.

When the waiter saw that the two of them had finished eating, she went out.

John also left the chair, walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, have you gone to find Han Fu?" ”

"Hmm."

"There's no need to send someone around to watch him, lest he sneak away." John knew that Tang Hao was not leaving, he must be waiting for Han Fu.

"If he slips away, then there really is something wrong with him." Tang Hao said.

"Yes." John stopped talking.