Qiao Ba doesn't look like a mess on the road at all.

At least he doesn't look like it and dresses like it.

Dressed in a pure white tunic suit, his hair is meticulously combed, and there is a faint smile on his white and elegant face. It was as if the years of non-stop running had not left the slightest trace on his face. The straight and slender body shows a charming demeanor.

said that he was like an old pedant who had worked in the silver immersion culture for many years, Lin Ze would not doubt it at all.

Qiao Ba stood at the door, and the core members of the Little Knife Society immediately cast their resentful gazes on him. It was as if this man had killed their entire family. The atmosphere in the box suddenly became cohesive and heavy. It's hard to breathe.

Lin Ze turned sideways slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across his originally calm and indifferent face. He didn't expect Qiao Ba to come, he knew that the big brother in these three regions was instigated by Qiao Ba. But he never imagined that Qiao Ba would be there in person.

Smiling, Lin Ze's deep dark eyes fell on Qiao Ba and said, "Eighth Master, why do you have so much time to wander around here?" ”

"I heard that a few friends chatted with you, I was afraid that they would offend Brother Xiaolin because they didn't know Taishan, so I made a special trip to introduce each other - well, you must have already had a deep understanding." Qiao Ba's faint gaze glanced at the three people who were slumped in the chair, and said unhurriedly. "I just don't know where they offended Brother Xiaolin, and they need to be beaten like this?"

"They put a gun to my head." Lin Ze knocked on his skull, lit a cigarette casually, pulled out a chair and sat down, and said very casually. "You should know that I hate it when people put a gun to my head."

A trace of confusion flashed on Qiao Ba's wrinkleless face, and then he pulled out a chair as usual, sat about a meter away from Lin Ze, and said with a smile: "I think there should be some misunderstanding between the two sides." ”

His move made the members of the Little Knife Club present a little stunned.

The only emotion is that Qiao Ba deserves to be the leader of the Southern District, and his courage is indeed amazing.

He came here, followed by only four men in suits, and there were at least twenty people in the Knife Club, not including Lin Ze, a perverted guy with combat value.

But he felt as if he had entered a no-man's land, and he did not worry at all that the gang would rush up and subdue him. The core members of the Little Knife Club want to know, where does this hero-level figure who has dominated the Southern District for 30 years come from? Are you really not afraid of being stabbed by yourself?

Not to mention the tense relationship between the two sides now, the bloody battle three years ago alone was enough for these members of the Little Knife Society to pounce on Qiao Ba and stab Qiao Ba to death as if they were dead.

As a party, Qiao Ba sat opposite Lin Ze calmly.

Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke, changed to a more comfortable position, and smiled: "Is it a misunderstanding, I won't evaluate it for the time being." He lowered his head, skillfully flicked the cigarette ash, and then raised his head slightly, and said word by word: "The eighth master came in person this time to intercede with them?" ”

"I just don't want you to fight to the death, it's not good for everyone." Qiao Ba smiled. It's just that neither his expression nor his bottomless eyes reveal the slightest information. It's as if he is an upright peacemaker, not a mastermind behind the scenes.

Lin Ze admired this acting skill.

Lin Ze laughed very implicitly. His eyes fell on his toes, and he was silent.

Seeing that he was no longer speechless, Qiao Ba sat on the chair without moving, waiting for Lin Ze's response.

Not to mention the two parties, even Scar, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Doubts about their abilities are becoming more and more apparent.

Brother Xiaolin wants to praise himself as a leader at the same level as Qiao Ba. He felt a pang of weakness in his heart. What kind of character is Joba? Maybe he had just heard some deeds before, but this close contact made Scar understand that he was not at the same level as Qiao Ba in terms of aura or mental.

He even imagined that if he was sitting opposite Brother Xiaolin, would he be able to maintain Qiao Ba's calm and calm posture?

Difficult.

After nearly five minutes of silence, Lin Ze didn't make the slightest sound, as if he was outside a wandering thing.

Lin Ze was silent, and Qiao Ba also sat on the chair very comfortably, staring at Lin Ze in silence with a warm face.

Finally, Lin Ze had a reaction.

He first changed to a more comfortable position, then looked at Qiao Ba with a smile, and said slowly: "Eighth Master, you came all the way here to intercede, if I don't give you face, it's really a little unreasonable." ”

Qiao Ba didn't say anything, just stared at Lin Ze with a smile.

"But—" Lin Ze changed his words and flicked his cigarette ash. "Since I've completely offended them, if I just let them go back like this, will it mean a bit like letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Speaking of this, Qiao Ba's complexion changed slightly, but this change was fleeting, and he still asked with a smile: "Then Brother Xiaolin, what do you mean-"

Bang -

Lin Ze stabbed the knife on his waist into the sturdy oak table ferociously, and said nonchalantly: "I'll give the eighth master a face, you can pick it, keep your hands or keep your feet." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the only noise in the box fell silent. There is a smell of falling pins.

Hand or foot?

What Lin Ze said was to give Qiao Ba a face, but in fact, he slapped him hard.

I won't pursue you Qiao Ba's intercession?

Okay, since your eighth master has opened this mouth, I naturally want to give you a face.

Choose, keep your hands or keep your feet!

Qiao Ba's indifferent and calm face finally showed a trace of obvious changes, and there were sparks jumping in his eyes, but he had been in a high position for many years, and he had already forged a rock-like mind, even if he was slapped in the face by Lin Ze, he still did not show the slightest annoyance, straightened his waist slightly, and stared at Lin Ze silently with those bottomless eyes, and asked calmly: "Decided?" ”

"What do you say?" Lin Ze laughed. The laughter is a little rampant and a little domineering.

Qiao Ba seemed to have given up the idea of holding hands, and gently flicked the Buddhist beads on his wrist with his right hand, and said no more.

Seeing that Qiao Ba didn't make a choice, Lin Ze slowly got up and said indifferently to the few members of the Little Knife Club standing in the box: "Waste their hands." ”

When those people heard this, they walked towards the three regional big brothers with enthusiasm. There was a scorching light in his eyes.

abolished the people he supported in front of Qiao Ba, but he had nothing to do. How exhilarating is that? How happy and vengeful?

Click.

Click.

Hiss--

A series of explosions sounded, and everyone present knew that these three bigwigs had lost their hands, and they were afraid that they would no longer be able to hold sharp weapons or firearms. The big brother on the road who has lost his hands is a waste.

Qiao Ba sat on the chair and admired the process of the core members of the Little Knife Society, and then slowly got up as usual.

"Eighth Master, why don't you find a few people to send them back?" Lin Ze's voice sounded from behind.

Qiao Ba's body froze, then turned around, and said with a chill: "They have become wasters, why bother?" ”

Hearing this, Lin Ze paced to him, and his action immediately made the four men in suits behind Qiao Ba nervous. The body leaned forward slightly, ready to strike at the slightest abnormality.

"Qiao Ba, I'm glad we can meet so soon." Lin Ze said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"But this meeting didn't seem pleasant." Qiao Ba smiled very reservedly.

"Isn't it pleasant?" Lin Ze lowered his head and glanced at his toes, then slowly raised his head, and looked directly at Qiao Ba with a sharp gaze. "Then next time, won't you be unable to sleep?"

"Maybe it's you?" Qiao Ba said.

"Well, the world is impermanent, and we can only do our best to obey the fate of God." Lin Ze puffed out a puff of smoke, played with the cigarette butt between his fingers, and said in a calm tone. "Why don't we imagine what the next meeting will be?"

"I'm looking forward to that day." Qiao Ba said calmly.

With that, he turned around slowly and walked out the door.

"Qiao Ba!"

Qiao Ba didn't go out, and Lin Ze's voice sounded from his back again.

This time, without waiting for Qiao Ba to turn around, Lin Ze said in a hoarse voice: "You didn't come on the day of the memorial service, but it was raining, do you know, they were crying!" ”

Qiao Ba's body froze slightly, didn't say anything, and went straight out.

Scar ordered someone to send the three regional brothers back - this is what Lin Ze meant.

Since you didn't kill it, send it back, which is more or less an explanation. The people who sent the three eldest brothers back were the priest, the butcher, the madman, and Lao Yao.

In the handling of this kind of thing, Scar is still a big gap with them. Lin Ze didn't say it directly, but how could Scar be unclear?

After cleaning up the messy box, Scar sat next to Lin Ze, who was silently smoking, and asked cautiously: "Brother Xiaolin, since you decided to start, you didn't plan to give Qiao Ba face, why didn't you kill him?" ”

When Lin Ze heard this, he flicked the cigarette ash with a smile: "Scar, it seems that you have grown a little." ”

The scar was slightly flustered, and I didn't understand what Brother Xiaolin meant.

"You know that since you have decided, you have to be ruthless." Lin Ze let out a puff of smoke, "But what threat can there be to the three regional big brothers who have wasted their hands?" On the contrary, killing them would rally their younger brother's determination, and now, the men under the three eldest brothers, were less eager for revenge. ”

Scar asked in confusion, "If we abolish their boss, will they take revenge?" ”

"Who wants to avenge a disabled boss? Perhaps, their henchmen will think so and do so, but most of the people who eat under him will wonder if it is worth avenging a cripple. Is there value in giving a crippled life? Lin Ze sighed lightly. This is not a simple society, and there are no simple-minded people. At that time, what the younger brothers under these three people want to do most is how to push their boss down and quickly take the position. Even if you take revenge, it is only a superficial effort, and you will not really lose your own power to do such a meaningless thing. ”

Scar's heart twitched slightly. Brother Xiaolin does have the foresight, and if he doesn't kill, it's not to give Qiao Ba face, but to let them mess up first.

"Scar, mix on the road, be ruthless enough. But don't be blindly ruthless, don't be paranoid ruthless, and don't be ruthless. That's the courage of a horseman, it's not something that a person who can get on top will do, it should do. Lin Ze said meaningfully.

Scar lowered his head slightly, chewing on Brother Xiaolin's seemingly simple, but actually somewhat suggestive words.

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