"Hello, may I ask how serious is Mr. Li Xiling's condition? Will the election of the president of the Chinese union in Chinatown be brought forward? Will the gangs and cousins be able to restrain themselves from complying with the peace agreement? Will there be a large-scale fire? Could you please say a few words......"

At the entrance of Hutchison Tea House in Chinatown, reporters are already crowded at the moment, and the crowd at the front is, of course, Rosa Christine, wearing a beige coat, long leather boots, and a white scarf.

The New York Observer's column was written by her, and some of the inside information that Zhou Yu revealed to her gave her a head start in other media outlets, and was highly appreciated by the editor-in-chief.

And this report seems to have stimulated those colleagues, so that they all turned their attention to Chinatown, not only they surrounded the Hutchison Tea House, but also Xieshengtang, Yonglian, Sixingtang, Tianshi Gang and other places have reporters and paparazzi haunted.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please don't speculate, my father's condition is quite stable now, and the election of the Chinese trade union will not be advanced, please pay attention to more valuable news, I can only say so much."

Dressed in a formal suit and top hat, Li Sheng left the Hutchison Tea House surrounded by a group of protégés after denying the reporters' speculation and refusing to answer any questions.

In the past few days, he has been busy hitting the back of his head with his heels, and the gray hair on the top of his head has increased a lot unconsciously.

Outside Chinatown, in a high-end hospital founded by a church, outside Li Xiling's ward, there are six lines of defense built by the elites of An Liangtang, which are comparable to the president in terms of size and degree.

There is no way, this old man has the same weight in their hearts as the president and the emperor, he is the underground emperor of Chinatown, the spiritual pillar of everyone in Anliangtang.

Although everyone knows that the old man is ninety years old and may take that step at any time, when things really come, everyone is still irrepressibly confused.

Surrounded by a group of black-clothed people, Li Sheng walked into a long corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant water, and every three or five meters in the corridor stood an An Liangtang thug.

In the luxurious single ward at the end of the corridor, he saw Li Zhaodi, who was wearing a long black dress with red circles under his eyes.

"Brother, go and take a rest, you've been sitting here all night, if you change me, the old man will be fine, he's all old problems, it's not that he hasn't relapsed before, every time he can get through it safely, this time is no exception."

Li Sheng seems to be comforting Li Zhaodi's brother, but in fact, he is also explaining and convincing himself.

Li Zhaodi, who had red and swollen eyes, didn't wipe her tears when she was alone, she didn't take it easy, but as soon as she got up from the chair in front of the hospital bed, she felt that the world was spinning in front of her, and if it wasn't for Li Sheng to support her, she would have almost fallen.

"Brother? You see, this must be tired, come on, send the eldest lady back, find a doctor to give her a number of pulse conditioning conditioning, there must be no problem with being tired."

"Yes."

With the support of the two Anliangtang protégés, Li Zhaodi left the ward in a trance.

Li Sheng took off his hat and sat beside the hospital bed, looked at the old man Li with his eyes closed and his face sallow, and sighed heavily.

"Daddy...... Wake up, Chinatown is in chaos, and you haven't fully told your son about some of your previous deployments, so what should I do next? ”

Li Sheng is Li Xiling's sixth son, and he has two brothers and three sisters, but unfortunately the two brothers did not survive this old man, and he died at the age of forty or fifty.

Only one of the three sisters is still alive, and she also married out of Chinatown and did not choose to stay in New York to live, so the second generation of the Li family under Li Xiling is basically the only seedling left with Li Sheng.

And Li Sheng didn't know what was wrong, and gave birth to four children in a row with his four wives, all of whom were girls, which is the origin of Li Zhaodi's name.

There are many losers in the third and fourth generations, and the outstanding one is Li Xiling's favorite granddaughter Li Zhaodi.

Looking at the humming of the newly invented huge oxygen generator beside Old Man Li, Li Sheng shook his head again and sighed.

"Sir, please go out for a while, we need to conduct a more comprehensive physical examination of the patient."

Li Sheng sat in the ward for a while, and then several doctors in white coats walked in and invited him out.

But even so, the two bodyguards that the old man trusted the most were still standing in the ward, not leaving an inch.

At the same time, the people of the various tangkou gangs in Chinatown are rushing to and fro like ants on a hot pot.

They kept meeting with guests from different fields and professions, and they didn't know what they were talking about, and the biggest and most frequent action among them was the seemingly ordinary hall master Su Ya of Xiesheng Hall.

He first took advantage of the fact that Yonglian was suppressed by the police, embezzled the other party's industry, and rapidly developed and expanded his own power.

At this moment, in the headquarters of Xieshengtang, Su Ya was wearing a slightly loose suit, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and sitting opposite him was Chen Jielai, who was dressed in a white shirt and had an elegant temperament.

"Maide, aren't you afraid of angering An Liangtang and the old immortal subordinate when you have been making frequent attacks recently?"

Su Ya's real name is Mai De, and Chen Jielai actually changed his flattery to Li Xiling in the past, and called the latter an old immortal when he opened his mouth.

"Afraid of him? What's there to be afraid of an old thing with all the dirt buried on the top of the brain? As long as the old guy dies, the post of president of the Chinese United Trade Union will be hung in the air, Liao Baihua has suffered a lot of losses recently, and he has been made by those policemen like a turtle with a shrunken head and dare not show his face, and even I swallowed his cigarette Casino I didn't dare to come to ask for it back, it seems that it is indeed a loss of vitality, as long as the two of us are united now, no one in Chinatown can compete with us for the position of president. ”

"No, no, no." When Chen Jielai heard this, he immediately waved his hand and denied: "The president of the Chinese trade union can only be one person, that is the boss of Maidemai, I will just eat some leftovers under you~!" But I only have one request, the granddaughter of the old immortal family, Li Zhao's younger brother, let the old guy be spoiled and arrogant on weekdays, and never look at people with a straight eye, I just ask President McAde to hand over that stinky girl to me to dispose of, and see how I can clean her up to obedience. ”

Chen Jielai's usual disguise has retreated to the slightest, and with a sinister smile on his face at the moment, he vividly interprets the term "Sven scum".

"Hahaha~~~ Hall Master Chen, these are trivial matters, don't talk about a Li Zhao brother, all the ladies of the Li family will be handed over to you to deal with~!"

The two let out an extremely lewd laugh, and when they finally stopped, Chen Jielai said with a gloomy face:

"And President Macade, when are we going to do it?"

Su Ya reached out and touched his chin, and replied coldly: "Don't worry, I'll install someone in the hospital, as long as that old guy really swallows his breath, we will start to do it again, and then all the small gangs and businessmen who are attached to An Liangtang will have to reconsider their future." ”