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Chapter 150 [Men are not afraid! 】(1/2)

Listening to Qiao Qiao's disdainful expression, I sighed in my heart.

In fact, I have a good impression of Li Wenjing, and I can even feel that he is actually kind to me. After several contacts with that guy, especially that gambling, I can feel that Li Wenjing seems to have the intention to get closer to me.

There was a long list of missed phone records on my phone. I looked at the numbers. All were from Princess Sophie. I thought about it and deleted it casually. I had no intention of calling her back.

"Xiao Wu, listen, I have to go to Toronto with Li Wenjing today. No matter what, I always have to go to Jing'er, but I will come back soon, as soon as possible. I will go today and tomorrow."

I quickly shook my hand: "Don't! You are rushing back and forth like this, don't delay your affairs! After all, you still have to go to see his parents with Li Wenjing."

"Tsk!" Qiao Qiao's face showed a little dissatisfaction: "Don't mention those two old men! I'll be angry when I mention them! If it weren't for the old men, Li Wenjing and I wouldn't have been brought together by random couples! What I annoyed the most are those self-righteous old men. Why do they think that it can determine our life happiness in just a few words? Whoever I want to marry whom I want to marry is their nothing to them! I'm not the daughter-in-law of their Li family, so I don't need to come to make them happy! I'll show my face and give them the face of the Li family. That's good!"

Then Qiao Qiao took out a card: "This is my phone number. During my time in Canada, I would use this number before returning to China. You can find me by dialing this number at any time... Boy! Remember to call me! If you dare to play again, you will disappear. Next time you meet, I will..." She made a fierce single palm in a "cut" position.

Qiao Qiao took my cell phone again and took my phone number. She also asked me clearly about the address of my residence. I thought about it and told her that the place I lived was Baye’s repair lot, but she would better not go to that place.

Then we climbed down the fire ladder, and I got down the ladder first... But the problem arose... Qiao Qiao was on my head. As soon as I looked up, I could see her long legs and a fluttering skirt.

To be honest, I really didn't look up on purpose... It was a completely instinctive look, but my eyes were already noticed by Qiao Qiao. Miss Qiao wouldn't be polite to me! I was more than three meters away from the ground. She was so angry that she shouted: "Xiao Wu, where are you looking at?!" After that, she had already kicked and kicked me directly in the face.

Fortunately, I was good at it. I did a dodge on the fire ladder, and turned it down and landed steadily on the ground. Qiao Qiao had already slid down, and immediately clenched her fist and chased me hard.

We chased and jogged for a few steps and had already walked out of the alley, but when we arrived at the entrance of the alley, I was stunned.

At the entrance of the alley, there was a black car parked. Li Wenjing was wearing a dark formal outfit and stood beside the car. He leaned lazily against the side of the car. He watched Qiao Qiao and I walk out of the alley with a calm smile on his face. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and smiled casually, "I thought you'll have to get out for half an hour."

Li Wenjing pointed to his heart and smiled and said, "I believe in theory that 'character determines success'. I appreciate your character, so I think you will be a very excellent person. As for talents...those can be cultivated later. But only if a person's nature is good or bad, will directly affect his achievements."

Qiao Qiao stood aside, looked at Li Wenjing coldly, and suddenly said, "Sister, what are you thinking about?"

"Jojo, it seems like I will never guess your thoughts, and I will not tell you my thoughts." Li Wenjing smiled a little unfathomable: "We are just acting in front of our parents and relatives. The male and female protagonists in the play are not the protagonists outside the play. If you know me too deeply, I am afraid you will fall in love with me."

Qiao Qiao didn't say anything and directly returned his middle finger.

"Okay, it's time for us to leave so we can go and have afternoon tea with my parents in the afternoon." Li Wenjing shook hands with me and said goodbye, and I hugged Qiao Qiao again.

"Chen Yang, remember what I said...the big circle...their organization may not be suitable for you."

Before getting on the car, Qiao Qiao whispered to me: "I will fly back to find you tomorrow."

They all got into the car. But Li Wenjing rolled down the car window again and told me with a smile: "By the way, our princess is angry now, you have to be careful."

As the car slowly left, I stood there, feeling a little confused.

I never expected the reunion with Qiao Qiao. I originally thought that I would probably endure the loneliness and loneliness in my heart for a long time. I worked alone in this strange Western world...

Perhaps it is precisely because I am too lonely and too depressed that I am so romantic with that coquettish princess all night.

Yan Di at home...

Alas, I still don't want to.

I walked for a while, then stopped the taxi and returned to Baye's repair lot. I saw a business van still parked there on the street... There were two men in the car pretending to be reading newspapers.

Actually, I have known these days that these are policemen. In the big fuss some time ago, the police have regarded us as the key targets of guarding us.

But Canadian police are really uncreative. They have no concealment in their stalking like this, and even fools can tell.

I just returned to the repair yard, and a few brothers outside were replacing tires for a car. When I saw me walking in, I was whistling at me and mocking me for the appearance of my suit and ties.

I saw Siro walking out in work clothes with a battery. When he saw me in, his face was a little solemn. He hurried over and grabbed me: "Xiao Wu, Master Eighth may want to see you, go in quickly."

"oh?"

"Well. It seems that something big happened... This morning, many uncle-level people came, and now they are having meetings at the Eighth Master... Tiger has come to you once."

I felt a stern in my heart too.

As soon as I walked to the back yard, I saw Tiger standing downstairs of the Bayedi office, watching me wave to me.

"Xiao Wu, go change your clothes." Tiger's tone was also very serious: "Then ten minutes later, Master Eighth will see you."

"What clothes do I change?" I was a little confused and looked at myself. My outfit was pretty neat.

"Change Tang suit." Tiger smiled: "Oh, I almost forgot. You don't have Tang suit yet. I'll give you my own set first. You should be able to wear my clothes as well."

He smiled at me peacefully today, and then led me to his room to get a piece of clothing.

Tiger has always had a room in our dormitory building. Although he rarely lives here, everyone here knows that Tiger is the closest assistant to Eighth Master, and he always follows Eighth Master. His room rarely lives in it. But Tiger can almost be regarded as the second-rate person here, so even if his room is empty, no one will replace it.

His room was exactly the same size as that of my and Siro's rooms. However, the furniture inside was slightly less. Opening an old-style wardrobe, he took out a black Tang suit for me, gestured according to my figure, and smiled and said, "Just wear this."

This is a somewhat old piece of clothing, and Tiger's eyes were a little emotional: "This is what I wore back then. I remember when we negotiated with the Huabang, we were wearing Tang suits. After that, we rarely used it."

My heart moved.

Huabang?

Wearing Tang suit?

Did the Eighth Master ask me to wear Tang suit today and take me to meet the Chinese people in the Huagang?

I guessed that's right! After changing my clothes, Tiger took me to the eighth master's office.

No one can enter the Bayedi office. I have been here for a few months and have only been there two or three times.

Today I opened the door and went in, but I saw that the light inside was a little dim and the headlights were not on.

This office is on the upper floor of a car repair shed, a separate second-floor room, and downstairs is the site of the car repair. This is undoubtedly a very simple place, but there are many benefits... For example...

Don't be afraid of eavesdropping or peeping!

In this large warehouse-like carport, the office on the second floor is a lonely room with no other rooms on either side. If someone peeps outside, there is no place to hide.

After I went in, I saw a long table in the Baye's office... What surprised me was that the table was not wood... but metal... After careful reading, I realized that it was temporarily put on a cutting and spot welding workbench.

There were many chairs on both sides of this temporary long table, and there were many people sitting. Some were very old, with gray hair and young and strong men. Some looked kind-hearted, while others looked ferocious and ferocious. They looked like they were not good people at first glance.

But the only thing in common is that everyone wears Tang suits!

Eighth Master was sitting in the main seat. He was also in a white Tang suit, which made Eighth Master look a bit elegant. His face was very fair, but he gently knocked on the armrest of the chair with two fingers...

My eyes immediately narrowed because I had grasped some of the Baye's habits. His finger-tap action would usually only be done when there were problems in my heart and needed to think about it... or when I was very annoyed.

Now, although the Eighth Master's face was calm, his eyes were filled with a little chill.

"Xiaowu, come here." Eighth Master said to me lightly. His voice was very calm. When I stood behind him, Tiger had already left the room.

"This is Xiaowu, now I am my assistant." Eighth Master said lightly: "I will send him to Vietnam. So I think it is necessary for him to listen to what we are talking about today."

I noticed that most of the people here looked at me with a little disdain. Maybe I am too young, and these old guys are a little dissatisfied.

"Xiao Wu, please give me a greeting to all uncles and uncles first." Eighth Master said lightly: "Everyone here is the heads and leaders of the Chinese gang in Vancouver Chinatown."

I didn't say anything. I greeted everyone here as a future generation.

These people are all the Hua Gangs, which are those who fought with us for a while ago... And, if I was not wrong, I would have killed the sand snake in the ground, and it should have been one of these people.

"We've talked about it almost all. We are all descendants of Yan and Huang from the same clan and ancestor. We fight like this and make those ghosts laugh at it, which is really unreasonable." Eighth Master sighed leisurely. Then he held up a teacup in front of him, took a sip, moistened his throat. He smiled and said, "But now everyone can sit down and talk, I think it's good. We Chinese have a saying, "Hello is the most important." Everyone understands the situation this year. Hell Angels have no source of goods now, so they have to look for them.

People cooperate... I know, everyone is an expert, we have a source of goods, but there is only one partner for Hell Angels to cooperate with! Since everyone can agree on the same thing, we will work together to drive the Vietnamese out first! We are not talking about two people in the family! We have a big circle to trade with Hell Angels, and we will give up 30% to give you tea to all colleagues! At the same time, in the Golden Triangle, if you have any good sources of goods, don’t hide them, take them out together, and everyone will make money!”

I was behind the Eighth Master, just standing and not talking, listening to these people talking - to be honest, with my status, I can only listen on the side, and there is no place for me to speak here.

I gradually understood... Eighth Master is going to talk to these local traditional Chinese gangs! Today I asked them to discuss the matter!

The local Chinese gangs fought with us some time ago, and many people died, causing chaos... Now they are mostly tired too.

Moreover, although they have many gangs and many people... they are far inferior to our unity in the big circle! After a while, no one is willing to bear more losses. Once something happens, everyone is trying to avoid it... It is also the case that they can't beat our big circle.

The Baye’s strategy is very simple. He first made peace with Huabang, and then everyone joined forces to drive the Vietnamese out first.

This time, the Chinese Gang cooperated with the Vietnamese and did not get any benefits. There were many people who were resentful, which just gave us the opportunity to win over...

Although we have never liked these local traditional Chinese gangs very much, cooperation with Hell Angels is the most important thing now. Disputes in other places will involve us! Eighth Master’s strategy is that within a certain limit, we can give up some benefits to the local Chinese gangs. The Hell Angel’s cake is very big, so you might as well share a little for them in exchange for a short period of peace.

For Eighth Master, cooperation with Hell Angel is the biggest opportunity to move closer to the mainstream in the circle and transform!

Under this big premise, some small concessions are acceptable.

The meeting went smoothly.

My malicious guess is probably because these guys were afraid of being beaten by us some time ago! Now they are becoming so easy to talk to.

But I also noticed that the leader of one of the gangs seemed to have been confronting Eighth Master in his words... Most of the anger in his eyes came from this.

"It's basically the case. We all wear Tang suits and are all descendants of Yan and Huang. In the future, we will be a family. We will divide this cake together and make money together. It's far better than fighting and killing!" Eighth Master's fingers slapped on the table: "I've finished saying it, fellow practitioners, do you have any objections?"

After a while, most of the older ones didn't say anything.

"Master Eight." The guy who had been a little tit-for-tat with Master Eight spoke up.

This is a sturdy guy with a thick neck and wide shoulders. The Tang suit on his body seemed to be tied tightly to his body. His hair was short. His face was square, but his chin was slightly raised, which seemed to be a little unruly... and more importantly, his eyes always looked at the Eighth Master with a bit of hatred.

What I noticed was that his nose bridge was collapsed... If I was not wrong, his nose bridge bone was removed after surgery!

I also noticed his hands.

His hands were placed on the table, his palms were big and thick! His knuckles were very thick, but his fingers were very short. More importantly, his middle finger index finger and ring finger were much shorter than ordinary people... and it seemed that they were all the same length...

From the hard calluses on his hands, I could see that this guy has practiced martial arts! And he practiced real kung fu!

"… Eighth Master." He said coldly: "You open your mouth and beat them as soon as you say, and talk as soon as you say. But all the blood of our brothers in front is gone in vain?"

The Eighth Master looked at him coldly and said lightly: "Yes, just pretend it's in vain."
To be continued...
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