"Eh, don't worry about me, I'm here to listen." Zhuang Shikai chuckled, his expression was leisurely, and his face said "passing by".

"I'm just here to see my brother."

It's just covering your brother!

Zhuang Shikai put his hand into the inner pocket of the suit, Chen Yaowen hurriedly took out a pack of Fujian cigarettes, handed it to Zhuang Ye and said, "Zhuang Ye, you smoke." ”

Zhuang Ye took out a cigar from his arms, put it in his mouth, raised his hand and said, "No, I only smoke cigars, not smoke." ”

"I smoke and I cough."

He lowered his head, Huo Qingsong hurriedly took out a lighter, "ding", opened the lid, and sent it to Zhuang Ye.

"Thank you." Zhuang Shikai waved his hand at Huo Qingsong, Huo Qingsong retreated to the side, he exhaled and spit out the white mist, pinched the cigar and waved away the smoke with his hand, his face was full of freehand, and he said lightly: "You continue to talk!" ”

Chen Yaowen sat on the chair, sweating profusely and trembling.

"No need to talk, no need to talk."

"Since Inspector Chen is your brother, we must give Inspector Chen face... In the future, the red oil business will definitely belong to Mr. Huo......"

Chen Yaowen raised his head and looked at Huo Qingsong, and the "street boy" in his mouth had already become "Mr. Huo".

Hehe, his attitude of admitting cowardice is really fast.

Huo Qingsong's identity has changed very quickly...

Huo Qingsong sneered beside him, and Chen Xijiu pursed his lips.

They look at Chen Yaowen like a dead man.

At this time, more than a dozen gunmen in suits stood guard at the door, blocking the shop and driving away onlookers.

A team of uniformed police officers are rushing to the scene.

Zhuang Shikai looked at Chen Yaowen with a smile and said, "Brother Yaowen, you didn't seem to say that just now, right?" ”

"Anyway, if you want me to talk to you, then I'll come and talk to you in person."

"We have to talk..."

"Whew!" Zhuang Ye narrowed his eyes and sprayed a mouthful of white mist on Chen Yaowen's face.

Chen Yaowen hesitated for a moment, puffed, knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said to Zhuang Ye: "I'm sorry Zhuang Ye!" I don't dare anymore! Give it a chance! ”

He didn't care about the dozens of horses around him, and directly threw off the chair and knelt down, if he could ask for a glimmer of life, it would be a glimmer of life.

Zhuang Shikai showed an interested look on his face, crossed Erlang's legs, tapped his cigar twice, lit the cigar ash on the ground and said, "Let's talk about other things after we talk." ”

"Yes, Master Zhuang." Chen Yaowen replied sweating profusely.

Zhuang Shikai smoked a cigar and said, "You dare to fry Huo Qingsong's oil truck!" Then you have to give all the Fuqing Gang oil trucks to Huo Qingsong! ”

"In addition, you Fuqing help ......"

Zhuang Shikai pondered for a moment and said, "Don't do business on Hong Kong Island. ”

"Help Huo Qingsong drive!"

After Huo Qingsong won the franchise license for red oil smuggling? There are definitely not enough of a hundred or so brothers under his command.

Not to mention guarding the warehouse, protecting the oil truck, and driving the driver is not enough.

In this way, it would be much better to merge the "Fuqing Gang" into Huo Qingsong's men.

Zhuang Shikai came to "talk" with Chen Yaowen in person, didn't he come specifically to slap his face? Rather, they want to integrate the "red oil market" in a peaceful way.

After all, business market consolidation is often accompanied by conflicting competition? There will be all kinds of bloody conflicts in the whole side market.

Can you give peace and gas? In a word, a partial market is integrated...

Zhuang Ye's majesty is no longer a shallow level of prestige, but a deep level of control of the market.

Chen Yaowen is a more arrogant character in the red oil market...

The other two have already agreed? He alone did not agree.

In order to avoid large-scale violence on the streets.

Zhuang Ye will come to talk to him personally.

Of course, the premise is that Zhuang Ye has free? Otherwise, a team of police officers can kill Chen Yaowen.

And there is still a gap between killing Chen Yaowen and integrating the Fuqing Gang... There is also a gap between Zhuang Ye personally coming forward and going out under the banner of Zhuang Ye.

After all? The deterrence of appearing in person is always the first, and there is always something missing when people talk about it.

Otherwise, Chen Yaowen would not dare to provoke Chen Xijiu. And it is easy to send police officers to kill Chen Yaowen, but it is not easy to integrate the Fuqing Gang.

What does Zhuang Shikai mean by "helping Huo Qingsong" drive? Surely it's not just driving? It was to let the Fuqing Gang listen to Huo Qingsong's instructions and merge into Huo Qingsong's forces.

This is an insult to the banner of the "Fuqing Gang", but people are under the roof, and the Fuqing Gang on Hong Kong Island is not qualified to refuse.

Refuse and die! One death is one more death!

Chen Yaowen knew that he had provoked the big guy, so he quickly nodded and said, "No problem?" No problem. ”

At least you can earn some money by working for others, and Huo Qingsong's strength is not strong? It is impossible to divide the Fuqing Gang, so Fuqing can still maintain its independent existence.

Huo Qingsong is tantamount to becoming their boss... To put it bluntly? Zhuang Shikai is their boss.

And Zhuang Shikai just wants Huo Qingsong to make money and transport oil, and doesn't want Huo Qingsong to follow the east wind of the "red oil market" to quickly develop himself and become the new "four families"? Let the Huo family be the "director"? Let the Fuqing Gang be the "wage earner".

In this way, Huo Qingsong could not develop the wage earner by himself, and the wage earner was also separated from the boss.

How Zhuang Sir wants to dismantle the "red oil market" is always a matter of one sentence.

"Hmm." Zhuang Shi was very satisfied with Chen Yaowen's attitude, nodded, and suddenly looked at an empty bowl on the table and said, "You are responsible for speaking. ”

"You have to slap your mouth to talk nonsense."

Chen Yaowen hurriedly slapped himself: "Yes, yes, yes, Zhuang Ye is right." ”

Zhuang Shikai continued: "You can't waste food, right? ”

Chen Yaowen's expression was stunned.

The poplar branch nectar in his bowl has long been eaten, and there is only one tablespoon left in the empty bowl, where is the waste?

Chen Xijiu chuckled beside him, "Didn't you see that spoon!" Zhuang Ye told you to eat the contents of the bowl cleanly!! ”

Chen Yaowen swallowed his saliva, stood up, looked at the spoon and said, "What Master Zhuang said is right! Eating must not be wasted! ”

"Bang!" He picked up the porcelain spoon in the bowl and smashed it directly on the tabletop, then pressed the spoon against the tabletop, crushing it into dregs one by one, and finally crushing the whole spoon.

"Whoa." He swept the spoonful into the glass bowl, took a sip of the glass bowl, swallowed the spoon directly into his mouth, and chewed it with a click.

He then agitated the Adam's apple and swallowed the dregs into his throat, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and cold sweat flowed down in bursts.

Zhuang Shikai just stared at him silently, didn't say a word, and didn't beat anyone.

Zhuang Ye quietly watched Chen Yaowen swallow every residue into his throat, and only then did he stand up and say, "Remember!" Don't talk nonsense in the future! ”

"Fine nine."

"Flash!"

Zhuang Shikai glanced at Chen Xijiu.

Chen Xijiu immediately got up and left with Zhuang Ye.

I saw Zhuang Shikai and Chen Xijiu sitting in the Mercedes-Benz car, slamming the door shut, while Huo Qingsong bent down and bowed, and went out to take another car.

Chen Yaowen covered his throat with his hands and sat on the ground, his face full of iron.

Chen Jiaju turned a sarcastic gaze at him.

At this time, two uniformed policemen who received the notice walked into the room, both uniformed policemen were wearing uniforms, holding walkie-talkies, and their expressions were serious: "What's going on at the scene??? ”

An older uniformed sergeant asked.

Another young newcomer stood next to him.

Chen Jiaju was about to get into the driver's seat, when he suddenly saw a "guy" present, he immediately smiled, took out the ID card on his body, opened it and showed it: "The Crime Department of the Region deals with something......

When the uniformed sergeant saw the rank of chief inspector on the certificate and the number of the "Criminal Headquarters", his whole expression was awe-inspiring, and he immediately stood up and saluted, and shouted: "Hello sir! ”

"Hello sir!" The young police officer also added.

Chen Jiaju nodded, put away his documents and said, "It's hard work, I'll leave first." ”

Chen Jiaju was in a hurry to tie the car to the big guy.

The uniformed sergeant looked around and found that although there were no horses, the battle was very uniform, but there were no fatalities, and it was not a big deal.

He immediately said, "It's okay, it's okay, sir, please take care of yourself." ”

"Oh... All right! ”

The young police officer picked up the record book without saying a word, walked up to a group of Fuqing Gang brothers, took a signature pen, and asked with a serious expression: "Do you want to call the police?" ”

"Don't, don't." Fuqing helped the little brother shake his head again and again.

The young police officer walked up to Chan again and asked, "Have you ever been physically harmed?" Do you want to call the police? ”

Chen Yaowen clutched his throat and shook his head quickly.

The young officer nodded and said, "No problem." ”

He turned back to Chen Jiaju.

Chen Jiaju looked at him strangely.

This process smacks of "provocation".

The uniformed sergeant grabbed the young police officer with a look of annoyance, and hurriedly apologized: "Sir Chen, I'm sorry, the newcomer is here, and he doesn't understand the rules." ”

The young police officer looks mediocre, has fair skin, and reveals a bookish anger between his eyebrows.

Chen Jiaju glanced at him, snorted coldly, pulled the car door and sat in the driver's seat, slowly started the car and prepared to reverse and leave.

At this time, the rear window was slowly lowered...... A handsome, handsome, majestic face appeared in the car window: "What do you call it?" ”

"Zhuang... Zhuang sir!! The uniformed sergeant was startled and hurriedly stood up and saluted.

The young police officer was also stunned, raised his hand and saluted: "Wei Jinghao! ”

Zhuang Shikai frowned: "I know your brother!" ”

The young officer's heartstrings tightened, and he said excitedly: "Sir Zhuang! My brother graduated from the Silver Flute Award three years ago! Loyal and love Hong Kong! Not like that! ”

Zhuang Shikai calmly withdrew his gaze and slowly raised the window again.

"Boom!" Chen Jiaju reversed and flicked his tail, quickly merged the car into the main road, and moved forward along the traffic flow, not listening to the young police officer's explanation at all.

"Sir!!" Wei Jinghao screamed in surprise and wanted to rush out to chase the car, trying to seize a rare opportunity to explain the character of "brother" Wei Jingda to the police high-level officers.

The uniformed sergeant next to him grabbed him: "Don't chase!" What level are you? Qualified enough to talk to Zhuang sir? Let Zhuang Ye do things? ”

"Patrol well, do your part!" The uniformed sergeant slapped the record book into his hand: "Otherwise, you won't even have to be a uniformed policeman!" ”