Chapter 143 [The performance begins] (Part 2)

After resting for two days, I found a Chinese medicine massage master in the car wash to give me a massage for two days. I felt that my body had recovered.

That afternoon, I was practicing boxing with Silo in the gym. I am now teaching him some kung fu. Silo is very smart and learns very quickly. Without taking heavy hands, he has been able to practice with me for a while.

"Chen Yang, Master Eighth wants to see you."

The door of the gym opened, and Tiger called me at the door, and I put down Siro with a broom under my feet, looking at Siro who was lying on the ground and gasping for breath: "Take a horse for another hour."

Then he pulled over a towel while wiping his sweat, and walked towards the door.

"The Eighth Master is back?"

"Yes, he wants to see you."

The Eighth Master is indeed back. I remember that I haven’t seen the Eighth Master for almost a week. The place where he saw me was still in his office.

The Eighth Master looked in good spirits. He was wearing a Tang suit, black, and a pair of cloth shoes under his feet. His hair was obviously carefully repaired. His face looked very relaxed and he felt a little full of energy.

Seeing me come in, he asked me to sit down, and then suddenly asked me a strange question: "Chen Yang, how did you know Princess Sophie? Have you offended her?"

I was stunned for a moment: "No."

Then I told the story about what happened at the police station that day.

After hearing this, Master Eight just laughed. I was a little surprised: "Is there any problem? Master Eight?"

"Nothing." He shook his head: "She is just a playful little girl. It's just that this little girl has a very powerful father. We now have some cooperation with his father... Well, but it seems that she had some misunderstandings about you last time, and you left some impression on her. I met her last night, and she asked me about you... Let's do this, she's just a little kid, tonight I'm going to meet with the people of Hell Angels. You go with me, and then you can apologize to her. She is Thorin's daughter, and I don't want to affect our cooperation because of some unnecessary things, do you understand? Because our relationship is in honeymoon recently."

“It’s no problem.”

I didn't ask what business Baye and Hell Angels worked with, I understood what should I ask and what should not be asked.

"Okay, I originally wanted to bring you by my side, you are the young man I admire, and now you are your own person. I will train you more. There is an occasion in the evening, you can go with me, and I will introduce you to some people, some of which you may deal with in the future." Mr. Ba smiled and looked at me: "Your appearance is very good... By the way, do you have the right dress?"

I shook my head.

In the afternoon, Master Eighth asked someone to get me a suit.

I took a look and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

The brand of this suit is the same as the first suit Fang Nan bought for me. Coincidentally, even the styles and eyes are exactly the same!

I changed into this outfit in my room and looked at myself in the mirror...

The last time I was dressed like this, I was in China and followed Fang Nan. Looking at myself, it seemed like I had returned to the years I was in China... To be honest, I have been the warmest and most comfortable life I have ever lived until now...

Now I am still wearing the same clothes. I am still me, and my face is still the same, but looking at the person in the mirror, I can't help but feel a little emotional...

I rubbed my cheeks and smiled bitterly at myself in the mirror. I smiled helplessly, but I felt more complicated and indescribable.

My eyes are no longer like the one I used to be... my eyes are a little more sharp... a little vicissitudes... and even murderous aura!

It’s probably because I’ve encountered so many things in the past few months.

I feel my clothes are a little tighter. Maybe it's because I have exercised a lot recently and my figure is stronger than before in China.

Two pieces of buttoned shirt were unbuttoned because I didn't have the habit of wearing a tie. A little bit of strong chest was exposed, and I carried a small thing with a silver chain on my chest.

This is my ring!

In fact, since I came to Canada, I have been thinking about the ring for a long time... The more I think about it, the more I feel, the more I have encountered so many troubles, it seems that it always has something to do with this ring!

My thoughts on this ring are very complicated now... so much so that I am even more resistant to using the ring... I don't even want to, or don't want to, or avoid using this ring again.

On the one hand, I seem to have a strange treasure in my hand, but on the other hand... it seems to bring me some good luck and always bring me trouble!

It can even be said that if I hadn't encountered this ring, I might have lived a peaceful and peaceful life with Yan Di in China now...

Yan Di... Alas, Yan Di...

I shook my head and forbidden myself from continuing to think about it.

When he walked out of the room to meet Eighth Master, Eighth Master looked at me with a little satisfaction. He looked in a good mood. He even patted me on the shoulder and smiled, "Good boy, he looks pretty good."

Baye’s car was driven by Tiger.

This made me feel a little more association... It is obvious that Tiger's status with Eighth Master is like Jin He is by Brother Huan...

Forget it, I smiled bitterly, but I still didn't let myself think about these uncomfortable things.

Eighth Master’s car is a Rolls-Royce, with bulletproof glass and explosion-proof tires. Eighth Master is only two people and Tiger around me, which surprised me a little. Because of the situation recently, don’t Eighth Master bring more people around?

Regarding my question, Eighth Master smiled and said lightly: "Now they are scared by us. They dare not do anything randomly. If they dare to touch me, then in less than a month, our people will turn the whole of Vancouver over and scan it! They are not fools. We have shown our strength, and it is time for negotiation."

Tonight's occasion was a charity party, located at the Hilton Hotel.

It is ironic that the place where I came to participate in this charity party was representative of some very famous sopranos in North America, as well as some large companies with black forces backgrounds!

The organizer of this charity party is the godfather of the Angel of Hell, Mr. Thorin, the emperor of the underground world in Canada!

A charity party held by a gangster world...it's really ironic to say that.

But this is very normal.

I remember when I was in China, the fat man said to me: What is real black? Only when black reaches the state of inseparable black and white can it be called real black!

Now is no longer the era of pure fighting and killing. The gangster organizations in the land are industrializing, bleaching, corporating... from black to white, and then using their legal identities to engage in illegal undertakings, or whitewashing the large amount of wealth obtained from illegal... This is the mainstream development of the gangster world now...

Those gangsters on the street are actually not considered real underworld at all.

Entering the mainstream, corporatization, industrialization... these require exposure and some necessary procedures. According to certain rules of the game. For example, some large companies with underworld backgrounds also need to establish credibility for the public and do charity to win people's hearts... These are all necessary means.

The Hilton Hotel has three floors tonight, and a largest banquet hall has been newly decorated and all guests have been picked up and dropped off.

I also saw some policemen walking back and forth on the street... I think this must be interesting.

Ordinary people don’t know about the background of these big people inside, but these policemen all know about it. It seems that this is true in this world. The so-called black and white, thieves and soldiers are just different positions. For example, at a grand event like tonight, if someone puts a bomb here and kills all the gangsters... or the police rushed in and arrested all the people inside and went to jail... I promise that the gangsters in Canada will have to retreat at least five years! The crime rate will also be reduced a lot...

But this is impossible... No police dares to come here to arrest people! As for the reason, it goes without saying.

This is the capitalist world. Here, a gangster boss, as long as the police have no evidence to arrest you, you can shout at the police with a arrogant attitude: "Don't mess with me! I am also a taxpayer, the taxpayer who supports your police!"

What's more, the big guys inside, I'm afraid that the Vancouver police chief will be respectful when he sees them!

This world is really a bit fucking...

Tiger and I accompanied Baye into the hotel, one left and one right, and the hotel opened a special elevator to the banquet hall. The security level here is also very high tonight... Of course, there will be no body search, but there is a detection electronic door at the entrance, but each electronic door is decorated with flowers and other things. It looks less dazzling.

Actually, these are more than that. Because Tiger said something to me unintentionally:

"The whole of Canada, Mr. Thorin held a banquet. No one dared to come in with a gun! The police wouldn't do it!"

The banquet hall is gorgeous and magnificent. I am even sure that the diamond necklace on the chest of a noble lady on my left is enough for me to eat and drink for a few years!

But after all, I have experienced this kind of occasion in the country, so I don’t seem too cramped.

I relaxed and just followed Eighth Master into this banquet hall...

However, what I never expected was that from here I walked onto a stage that belonged to me, Chen Yang, Xiao Wu!
Chapter completed!