Metropolitan System

Chapter 171: Guess the tyrant

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Opening his eyes angrily, Jiang Bai was obviously in a bad mood. Yang Yong, who was acting as the driver in front, obviously noticed Jiang Bai's mood change.

Although he didn't know the reason, he didn't dare to say anything and just drove the car silently. At the same time, he began to mourn Jiang Hong tonight.

You said it's not good to offend anyone, but you offend this man.

When is it bad to admit a mistake or something

Just happened to catch up with this person when he was angry

The whole journey was silent, and after more than ten minutes, we arrived at the Star Tower in Sheung Wan.

A magnificent restaurant with three floors, located in the middle of the downtown area.

At this moment, the place is already full of luxury cars. Mercedes-Benz and Land Rover are too embarrassed to park at the door. Except for supercars, only the top luxury cars can get close nearby.

There were hundreds of big men in black standing at the door, standing neatly on the left and right, blocking all vehicles trying to approach.

But they never stopped Yang Yong. They were asked to memorize Yang Yong's license plate.

After getting out of the car, I followed Yang Yong and walked in. I found that this huge hotel was empty at the moment. Except for dozens of black-clothed men guarding the door, there was no one sitting in the lobby.

It is not difficult to guess that Jiang Hong secured this place.

As soon as we got to the second floor, the atmosphere changed. There were hundreds of men in black, large and small, standing in the corridor.

Seeing Yang Yong and Jiang Bai enter, the crowd who were still chatting there suddenly became silent.

One by one, they ducked away and automatically gave way to a road. However, when they gave way, they all looked at Jiang Bai with great curiosity.

Thinking about what happened before, many people got the news through the spread of the news.

Countless people are curious about this dragon crossing the river from the mainland.

As soon as they went upstairs, the door to the box at the end of the corridor was opened. Huang Weiming was the leader, followed by Uncle Tian, Jiang Hong and others.

In addition to the three of them, there are more than ten people, some old and some young. The eldest is already on his deathbed and is three points older than Uncle Tian, and the youngest is in his thirties.

Needless to say, these are the so-called heads of various societies.

Their appearance made Jiang Bai frown. The things he had already explained seemed to have not been implemented.

Although the hundred tables of Hetou wine were cancelled, the dozen or twenty leaders were present without exception. This made Jiang Bai squint his eyes and look at Uncle Tian and Jiang Hong in the distance. Wander.

Uncle Tian over there seemed to have noticed Jiang Bai's gaze, and immediately made an innocent expression, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Bai understood this and did not pursue it further. Instead, he turned his attention to Huang Weiming, who was walking towards here.

Since it wasn't that they and Ji Chuan were wrong, then this matter could only be Huang Weiming's intention.

You have left face to the other party, so there is no reason for the other party to do this

Jiang Bai couldn't figure out this intention for a while.

But in the final analysis, this is their own business, and it is not convenient for them to interfere as an outsider, so Jiang Bai did not ask any more questions.

The two parties greeted each other warmly, and Jiang Bai, led by Huang Weiming, walked into the extremely large box.

There is a huge round table in the private room of several hundred square meters, which can accommodate thirty or forty people without looking crowded. It is placed in the center.

The main seat is a golden dragon chair, right in the center.

Under Huang Weiming's eager invitation, Jiang Bai was not polite and sat there.