Everyone on Haizhou Road knows Zhang Wanjun, but because he has become more and more low-key in the past two years, most of the low-level gangsters have never had the chance to meet him. However, the man who shouted is known to almost all the gangsters in Haizhou. This person is Lu Yong, manager of Haizhou Century Light.
Light of Century is a discotheque that opened at the end of 1999. It has always been the largest discotheque in Haizhou. As for the manager, Lu Yong, he is the boss who oversees the venue.
The Light of Century is almost the favorite place for gangsters in Haizhou, so Lu Yong's face and personality are extremely famous among gangsters in Haizhou. Everyone knows that he is bold and has many underlings, and even more knows that his boss is Zhang Wanjun. With Zhang Wanjun He rarely gets involved in Taoist matters now, and Lu Yong is basically Zhang Wanjun's spokesperson on Taoism.
Lu Yong roared over like this, and Zou Long's younger brothers who were gathered outside realized that five cars had driven over at once.
An Audi A6, two Mitsubishi Pajeros, and two Haima Primas. Except for the Audi car, there was no movement. More than 20 people got out of the other four cars at once, and directly surrounded them. The leader Lu Yong was in the hands of He was holding an iron bar wrapped with black insulation tape and had a fierce look on his face.
This gang of gangsters didn’t know what was going on and were stunned on the spot. Just now, Zhang Wanjun’s brand new A6 stopped next to the boss’s Accord. Zhang Wanjun also took the initiative to say hello to his boss. Everyone was saying that the boss turned out to be related to Zhang Wanjun. , it was really hidden, but why did Zhang Wanjun’s top thug Lu Yong come over and kill him in the blink of an eye
Seeing that these gangsters were still standing still, Lu Yong was furious. He picked up the steel pipe and without hesitation hit the guy closest to him, causing his head to bleed immediately.
"Do you think I am farting? Get the fuck out of here!"
The gang immediately understood that Lu Yong was here to mess with them. Unlike Zou Hua, Lu Yong had always been famous for his ruthlessness on the road. The gangsters in Haizhou knew his stories by heart and talked about his methods. , the color of each talk changed.
So the dozen or so boys outside Zou Hua immediately ran away. Lu Yong was still not satisfied, so he chased these people and kicked them with sticks and kicks. Every movement had its own sound effects: "Damn, you're still dragging your feet!", "Fuck you, fuck you!" Hurry up and get out of here!", "How dare you look back when you are such a fool? Look at your mother!"
Zou Hua was shocked. He just got out of the car and wanted to see what happened. He saw that Lu Yong had beaten all his men away. His men were just like their sons seeing their father. They just ran away with their heads in their hands. Don't even dare to say a word.
"Brother Yong, what are you doing..." Zou Hua was a little flustered. He was not a fool. When he saw this formation, he realized that something was wrong. Thinking of Song Liang who had always been extremely calm in the car, he instinctively thought that Lu Yong should be Song Liang moved in as reinforcements.
At this time, all Zou Hua's younger brothers were driven away, and more than a dozen of them fled like lost dogs. If the boss is gone, he can follow him. If he offends Lu Yong, he will have no way to live in Haizhou. What's more, since Lu Yong He came forward, and he could think with his toes that Zou Hua would definitely not be able to handle it, and who would be willing to risk it for him at this time.
The iron rod held in Lu Yong's right hand kept hitting the palm of his left hand, and he looked at Zou Hua with squinted eyes: "Hua Zi, right? What do you mean, you are in a relationship with Brother Liang today?"
Zou Hua was sweating on his back and said flatteringly: "Brother Yong, is this a misunderstanding? One of my brothers was beaten by a high school student, so I helped him vent his anger. I didn't say anything to Brother Liang."
Zhang Wanjun, who had just come by car, walked out of his Audi car, stood in front of Zou Hua, narrowed his eyes and asked: "Hua Zi, you dare to mess with even my friends, do you have to take care of everything on Haizhou Road from now on?" Did you make the decision?"
Zou Hua felt that the sky was about to collapse. Half an hour ago, Zhang Wanjun took the initiative to greet him. He felt flattered and vain, but now he realized that Zhang Wanjun was here to cause trouble for him.
"Brother Jun, there must be a misunderstanding here. I really don't know Brother Liang. I just..."
Zhang Wanjun raised his hand to signal him to shut up, then looked at Song Liang sitting in the Accord and said with a smile: "Old Song, are you still addicted to sitting in the Accord?"
At this time, Song Liang pushed the door and got out of the car. He nodded and smiled at Zhang Wanjun, then looked at Zou Hua and said lightly: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Song Liang, and Li Mu is my younger brother. Since you said it yourself, you If you take care of your brother's affairs for him, then I'll settle the matter with you."
Li Mu also got out of the car at this time.
With the help of a big shot, he also followed the two-less-one-more principle of talking less, doing less, and learning more. After getting off the car, he stood still and said nothing.
When Zou Hua heard the word Song Liang, the sky that was about to collapse completely collapsed.
Song Liang's reputation in Haizhou is no less than that of Zhang Wanjun. Although he himself does not work in the Taoist community, everyone in Haizhou knows that his energy in Haizhou is much greater than that of Zhang Wanjun.
First of all, Song Liang is much richer than Zhang Wanjun. Song Liang is engaged in real estate in Haizhou, and Zhang Wanjun is the one who follows him and takes over all the cement and sand on the construction site. He is considered the master who follows Song Liang to make money;
Secondly, Song Liang's connections are even more powerful than Zhang Wanjun's. Zhang Wanjun has been trying to clear himself in the past two years, but no matter how clean he is, he will never become a guest of the municipal party committee leader, and no matter how clean he is, he will not be invited by the school. He cut the ribbon for the teaching building, and it is even less likely that he has Song Liang's intricate network of contacts in Jinling. He is just a gangster. No matter how good he is in Haizhou, he will never be able to get on the stage. And Song Liang, He is not a gangster, but an upper-class celebrity, a social elite who can control the power of black and white.
Zou Hua also understands these truths in his heart. He is not a fool, and he is not helping Guo Yuhang out of blind ambition, but to get benefits from his father. But he did not expect that a high school student would actually treat Song Liang. Someone who is like a god in Haizhou was invited.
"Brother Liang, I was wrong. I couldn't see Taishan. I deserve to die. I..."
Zou Hua was so anxious that he almost had a heart attack.
When Guo Yuhang in the car saw this scene, he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Although he did not get out of the car, he could see and hear everything outside clearly. At this time, he also realized that Li Mu was so powerful. Today I'm afraid things won't go well.
Zou Hua, who was extremely frightened, kept talking about how he was a bastard, and at the same time he began to slap his face repeatedly, firing his bow left and right, the sound was quite clear, but he was really strong.
Song Liang said impatiently: "Don't tell me these useless things. You said it yourself here just now. You are responsible for your brother's affairs. In this case, I will tell you my solution."
Zou Hua cried and begged quickly: "Brother Liang, I was really wrong. Please forgive me. I..."
"Listen to me!" Song Liang got annoyed and punched the roof of the Accord. With a bang, Zou Hua and Guo Yuhang in the car were frightened out of their wits.
When Lu Yong saw that Song Liang was anxious, he picked up the steel pipe with both hands and smashed it horizontally on Zou Hua's back, knocking him to the ground. Then Lu Yong grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pulled his upper body up, making him kneel. On the ground, the waist arched into a C shape.
"Brother Liang hasn't finished speaking. If you talk any more, I will tear your mouth apart."
Lu Yong's voice was not loud, but his words were extremely clear and ruthless.
Zou Hua felt severe pain in his back and scalp, but he did not dare to say a word.
Song Liang waved his hand: "Xiaoyong, don't be impulsive. Let's all be calm and reasonable."
Lu Yong nodded and let go of Zou Hua. Zou Hua did not dare to stand up and just knelt on the ground.
Song Liang returned to his previous calmness and said, "Your brother provoked my brother, and my brother beat him. This is a matter between the two of them. They should resolve it themselves, and I shouldn't interfere. But if you insist on being able to jump out and carry it for him, then you can’t blame me for being someone like you."
"You wanted to touch my brother, but you scolded me for a long time. I have to settle this debt with you, as well as your brother's matter. Since you have repeatedly emphasized that you should help him shoulder it, then I will settle it with you. "
When Zou Hua heard this, he quickly begged: "Brother Liang, I deserve to be scolded by you. You beat me and scold me, and I have nothing to say. But I won't shoulder the responsibility for this kid. This kid's own troubles have implicated me." If he comes in and offends you, let him bear the consequences of what he caused."
Song Liang glanced at Guo Yuhang, who was pale with fright in the car, and said to Zou Hua: "Since you said you would carry it, you have to carry it. If you feel unwilling to do so, you can wait for me to settle things with you before you follow him again." Count alone."
Zou Hua suddenly panicked and wanted to beg for mercy and explain, but Song Liang waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I won't hit you or scold you. I'm just angry and want to do a business with you today."
Zou Hua didn't understand. Song Liang took a look at the brand new Accord and asked, "How much did you pay for this car?"
"Two...two hundred and sixty-eight thousand."
Song Liang said calmly: "I bought your car at the original price. What do you think?"
Zou Hua didn't understand, but Song Liang said he wanted to buy his own car. He wanted to quickly declare that he didn't need any money, but this car really drained his family fortune. He usually spent money lavishly, and he had been out there for several years. I saved up some money and threw it into this car, but I really don’t dare to say that.
Seeing that he didn't respond at all, Song Liang frowned and urged: "Speak!"
Zou Hua hurriedly blurted out: "Okay, okay, Brother Liang, whatever you say will happen."
"Okay, two hundred and sixty-eight thousand, this car belongs to me." Song Liang nodded, turned to Lu Yong and said: "Xiaoyong, I am really upset when I see this car. Ask your brothers to help me smash it now." Alright."
(End of chapter)