Tension!

Zhao Baokun shook his head and sighed gently, waved his angry men back down, swept his eyes over Xiao Qingbing and others, and finally fell on Chu Tian's expressionless face, and said lightly: "Young Marshal, I'll give these 20 million, but can you guarantee that you won't cause trouble for Dongxing Society from now on?"

The old fox beat the snake and followed the stick. He wanted to use 20 million to redeem Brother F to promote his brotherhood, and also wanted to maintain the short-term peace of Dongxing Society to restore vitality. After all, the current situation is extremely unfavorable for him. It is urgent to take time to supplement the middle and high-level cadres of the club. The wishful thinking is a thumping sound.

Thinking of this, Chu Tian showed a playful smile on his lips and responded calmly: "Of course, if you give 20 million, our grudges will be settled. If you don't believe it, you can invite Captain Xiao and the others to make a notarization. From now on, as long as you Dongxing Society do not offend the Dark Society, I will never touch you."

Chu Tian's words made Zhao Baokun's eyes look joyful, and he slapped the table and smiled: "Okay, let's decide like this!" Then he walked to Xiao Qingbing in person and spoke: "Team Leader Xiao, the Young Marshal and I have reached a gentleman agreement. In the future, the two gangs will not violate each other, so that Hong Kong citizens can live and work in peace and contentment."

Xiao Qingbing smiled and replied with a harsh smile: "Very good, very good!"

Zhao Baokun turned sideways, made an invitation gesture, and spoke in a voice that everyone present could hear: "We want to invite Team Leader Xiao and several superintendents to be notarized to listen to my promises and the Young Marshal. It will also make it easier for Team Leader Xiao to enforce the law in the future. I wonder if you will appreciate your face and move your steps?"

Xiao Qingbing and the three superintendents looked at each other for a moment, smiling and nodding at the same time, so Xiao Qingbing turned the wheelchair and replied slowly: "It turns out that Master Kun is so sincere. How can I not be the leader of my little anti-black team? Besides, our appearance today is to resolve the grudges between the two. Okay, let's go here now."

Chu Tian always leaned on the chair, watching their tossing coldly.

Xiao Qingbing and others came over quickly. In fact, the negotiations just now were clearly heard, so there was no need to go around in a big circle and directly stretched out his hand to Chu Tian and smiled: "I thought the young marshal would be with Mr. Kun until his death. I didn't expect that it would be resolved peacefully. Is it a blessing for Hong Kong citizens or the young marshal has no confidence?"

Hearing Xiao Qingbing's insidious words several times, Chu Tian knew that this person would be the enemy, so he held it without comment and immediately responded separately: "In addition to Mr. Kun knowing the general and having friendship, Team Leader Xiao also makes a great contribution. No matter how capable Chu Tian is, he cannot fight against the SAR government unreasonably. How can he not be ignorant?"

Xiao Qingbing smiled but said nothing.

Zhao Baokun quickly wrote a check of 20 million, and his face was still tightened when he handed it to Chu Tian. Obviously, he felt extremely distressed that Chu Tian had squeezed 20 million. After Chu Tian took it, he glanced at the series of numbers behind him, smiled cheerfully a few times, and then stared at Zhao Baokun with fun, saying bluntly: "Master Kun seems to feel sorry for me?"

"Where, where!" Zhao Baokun said, but his eyes never left the check. After all, it was 20 million real money. If anyone had to leave, he would be reluctant to leave, but the scene still had to be said: "What's wrong with paying 20 million to save my brother? I can't afford to pay 20 million."

Chu Tian didn't put away the check, but he squeezed it in his hand to stimulate the old fox, and shouted loudly: "Boss, why can't the beef soup come up again?"

As soon as the words were finished, the boss ran out carefully, holding a wooden tray with both hands, a bowl of hot beef soup and a few exquisite small bowls, and walked towards Chu Tian and the others with a smile on his face, but before he could get close to the table, he was stopped by the old demon and others and asked for a routine body search.

The boss hesitated for a moment, looked at Chu Tian and others for a few glances, standing two meters away waiting for the brothers of the Dark Club to search. Chu Tian took advantage of this moment and looked at Zhao Baokun and smiled: "Master Kun, do you want to send someone to search too? Stop the boss suddenly took out an ak from behind or under the tray to shoot at you?"

Zhao Baokun glanced at the boss's appearance, waved his hand slightly to refuse, and smiled slowly: "Boss Niu has been operating Yunhe Restaurant for more than ten years. Anyone who goes to Yunhe Manor to worship will know him. He is loyal, let alone I have no grudges and grudges with him, so how could he want my life?"

"But from the young marshal's tone, I felt that you were worried, afraid that Zhao would control him to deal with you? Don't worry, Zhao was not so despicable, let alone that the boss had no relatives and no reason, and even if I wanted to hold him up, there was no pain in my feet to pinch? Could it be that he had blown up Yunhe Restaurant? This was too whimsical."

Speaking of this, Zhao Baokun laughed loudly.

Only then did Chu Tian know that the boss’s surname was Niu.

When Xiao Qingbing came to Yunhe Restaurant, he had searched inside and outside several times. He knew that there was no ambush nearby. He saw that the boss's words and deeds were extremely natural, and he was not controlled or threatened, so he was completely relieved. He also joked and said, "I didn't expect that the young marshal's murderous aura was also afraid of the boss's death. It was really a matter of one thing to defeat one thing."

The people from Dongxing Society also showed a playful look, of course they were laughing at Chu Tian's excessive suspicion.

Looking at the two of them singing and reunion, Chu Tian raised a bitter smile on his lips, waved his hand and asked the old demon and the others to let the boss come over, and responded in a faint way: "You are not afraid of Mr. Kun, why would Chu Tian worry? It seems that I am too careful. No, it should be said that Chu Tian is not very familiar with Hong Kong, and it seems that it is time to go back."

The truth and truth made Zhao Baokun a little happy. If Chu Tian really went back to the mainland and without this unbeaten Xiaoqiang torture him, Dongxing Society would soon recover and compete with the Dark Society again. After all, although a gentleman agreement was signed today, it is difficult to guarantee that this guy would do anything.

Boss Beef carefully placed the beef soup on the table and left with the tray.

The aroma of beef and chopped green onion, as well as the heat rising, all exudes an attractive atmosphere.

Chu Tian glanced at the tempting beef soup, but did not reach out to drink it. Instead, he turned to look at Zhao Baokun and said, "Mr. Kun, today we met and had a smooth conversation. I wonder if you are interested in drinking a bowl of beef soup to celebrate? Drinking beef soup at a dead store is an unforgettable thing for life."

Zhao Baokun shrugged and looked at the beef soup with disgust, saying, "I guess I won't have to eat for several days when I drink beef in this ghost place, let alone celebrate and don't eat this ghost thing. Wouldn't it be better to go back to eat abalone and lobster? The young man actually likes to make some special offers, so just try it slowly by yourself."

Xiao Qingbing also muttered to herself, is this kid's taste too strong?

Chu Tian stretched his waist, holding a check of 20 million with his fingers, and said with a meaningful smile: "Mr. Kun, make a small bet today. If you drink two sips of beef soup, what if you take the 20 million back and spend it for your brothers? But seeing that you don't have any appetite, you probably won't have a chance."

Looking at the check, Zhao Baokun's eyes suddenly shook! He could get back 20 million by taking a few sips of beef soup. This was simply a great thing in the world. Chu Tian had to set up a trap to attract Brother F to take the bait, and then he would only get back 20 million after he negotiated. Now he was within reach.

Xiao Qingbing also looked surprised on her face, and she didn't know what Chu Tian intended.

Brother F shouted loudly next to him: "Brother, don't drink it, maybe the beef soup is poisonous."

This shouting shocked everyone first, but then it became relieved. I had already demonstrated the boss's character and the no resentment of both sides. How could the boss be so stupid that he put poison to harm people? Moreover, the boss was not threatened by anyone, so it was completely impossible to kill without motivation.

Just as you wouldn't use a kitchen knife to chop people around the streets.

When Zhao Baokun heard Brother F's words, he couldn't stop shaking his head slightly. This guy is really not in charge and does not know that the food, rice, oil and salt are expensive. Many brothers have been killed and injured recently and more than a dozen halls have been damaged. The pension and maintenance costs alone are astonishingly large. It takes almost a year of profits from Dongxingshe to smooth out.

Now, if you drink two sips of beef soup, you will be moved by people. And you can take the opportunity to show off in front of the brothers of Dongxing Society. Why not do it in one go? At that moment, Zhao Baokun raised his old face, stared at Chu Tian with a calm expression, and asked with a smile: "Young Marshal, do you think this is serious?"

Chu Tian seemed a little hesitant, his face seemed extremely unnatural. He glanced at the check in his hand a few times, and then said: "This, of course, if Mr. Kun has an appetite to drink, of course, he will hold it for 20 million yuan in his hands. But did Mr. Kun just say that he would go back to eat abalone and lobster?"

Everyone could see that the boy seemed to be remorseful, and Zhao Baokun naturally did not give him a chance, and a sad look flashed on his face: "There have been many brothers in vain in Dongxing Society recently, and many orphans and widows have not been properly placed, and 20 million is enough to improve their lives. So let alone the couple's beef soup, even the couple's mouthful of poison is still unwilling to refuse."

This statement was extremely touching! All the members of Dongxing Society were red in their eyes, and then they stared at Chu Tian with gritted teeth. It seemed that he would not agree to give the boss a few sips of beef soup. They were about to rush up and remove Chu Tian from eight pieces. Chu Tian still seemed hesitant, and the check he had originally held was also stored in his palm.

Xiao Qingbing laughed secretly. Chu Tian fell apart this time, and Jiang was still so hot. He thought that the old guy would hate eating in a dead shop. Who knew that Zhao Baokun took the retreat as an incoming face? It seemed that the 20 million he had squeezed out for such a big deal was going to be returned to Dongxing Society again. It was really a waste of trouble.

Wen Bingxue's heart was a little nervous and she always felt something was wrong.

Chu Tian hesitated and spoke almost crazy: "I don't know if this soup is poisonous, so Master Kun shouldn't take risks, right?"

At this time, these words seemed pale and powerless, and they were even a bit ridiculous. They were poisonous and would ask the boss to cook beef soup to drink? It was obvious that he wanted to take the opportunity to lose 20 million. Xiao Qingbing promptly promoted Chu Tian’s army and said slowly: "Young marshal, the so-called gentleman’s promise is hard to pursue. Now you regret how your brothers are doing? "

Brother F also rubbed his bruised face and shouted: "That's it! I despise you!"

Huan looked at everyone, Chu Tian sighed softly: "I'm really afraid that the soup will be poisonous."

Zhao Baokun quickly took over the topic: "For the sake of orphans and widows, you are not afraid of being poisonous."

Chu Tian still frowned: "But I'm afraid that the Dongxingshe brothers will depend on me."

Brother F led everyone and shouted: "You are so open and fearful, we are justified."

Chu Tian turned his head and looked at Xiao Qingbing and the Superintendent and said, "The police will suspect me."

Xiao Qingbing also blocked Chu Tian’s retreat in time and said with a hearty smile: “The Superintendent and I can testify. You don’t have time to go to the kitchen to drug, and the boss has not been threatened by you to drug. The Young Marshal has never touched beef soup so far, so even if the soup is poisonous, it’s not your business.”

Chu Tian leaned dejectedly against the not-so-comfortable chair back and reluctantly placed the 20 million check on the table. The wrinkled check looked like Chu Tian’s helpless expression now, and he sighed softly: “You are all so persistent, then, I will take out the 20 million check to gamble. Remember to take a few sips.”

Everyone laughed!

Zhao Baokun was so happy that he couldn't help himself. The beef soup that was originally disgusting turned into delicacies at this time. He picked up the spoon and stirred a few chopped green onions in the soup noodles, then filled half a small bowl, and said very generously: "In order to show Zhao Baokun's sincerity, I'll drink half a bowl for the young man to see."

Chu Tian sighed lightly: "Can you not drink it?"

Zhao Baokun laughed, held the check with his left hand, and held the soup bowl with his right hand and raised his head to drink it.

The beef soup kept flowing down the gurgling in his throat, and Zhao Baokun's smile was also blooming like flowers.

Put the bowl down, wipe your mouth, and keep smiling.

But his smile suddenly stiffened, like a poisonous snake that was pinched by someone for seven inches.

I want to say something but can't speak.

Then the seven holes bleed.

The people around were shocked. Before they could react, Zhao Baokun fell on the table with a bang. The blood was surging and unstoppable. The blackness of the blood clearly indicated that the beef soup was highly toxic. Moreover, with the professional eyes of policemen such as Xiao Qingbing, it was easy to judge that this was a death from potassium cyanide poisoning.

Everyone was shocked.

Only Chu Tian smiled again and raised his head to bask in the sun.

Brother F reacted very quickly. Zhao Baokun fell down for less than half a minute, and he rushed towards him with a smirk. Wen Bingxue's eyes were quick and quick, and he quickly reached out to stop his reckless behavior. At the same time, he shouted sternly: "Your brother died of poisoning. No one is allowed to move his body before the incident is clear."

Brother F’s face turned red and his neck was thick, pointing at Chu Tian as if he was killing his father’s enemy, shouting hysterically: “It’s the poison he puts! It’s the poison he puts!”
Chapter completed!