Violators Club

Chapter 115
Chapter 113

A large tea table with a width of more than 150cm.

The texture is mahogany, not the legendary small red leaf sandalwood, that thing is not so wide at all, 80 cm is considered a super large material, but even if the material is a bit poor, in [-] a piece of mahogany one-piece that was so big The tea table costs hundreds of thousands.

Guohua nigga and the three of them sat across from Ni Yongxiao.

The nigga sits in the middle. Although he is the safest, he is also the one with the least sense of presence. Wen Zheng is a little farther away from Ni Yongxiao, because this time the third uncle is calling him, and the instinctive fear in his heart makes him subconsciously think Stay away from the poisonous snake Ni Yongxiao.

This made Guohua's eyes flash, but he hid it well, so everyone present didn't notice it.

And the closest to Ni Yongxiao is Han Chen who came from the beginning.

As for Ni Yongxiao, who called everyone over, he didn't say anything except the first sentence about drinking tea.

At this moment, he is holding a piece of old tea cake in his hand, which should be a piece of old raw pudding.

Pu-erh tea is divided into raw Pu-erh tea and cooked Pu-erh tea. It does not mean that one is raw and one is cooked. Pu-erh tea refers to raw Pu-erh tea.

As for Sheng Pu, the longer it is aged and the better it is preserved, the more mellow the taste will be.

Some particularly good old Pu-erh teas, such as the one in Ni Yongxiao's hands, are priced like gold, which is no exaggeration.

But one thing to say, drinking tea is a meticulous job.

It takes two or three days just from prying the tea to waking it up.

The teapot has also been changed. For those who are particular about drinking one kind of tea, they use one kind of teapot.

The set of teapots in front of Ni Yongxiao also belonged to Gu Jingzhou, but it was specially made for drinking Pu'er.

Of course, it is impossible for Ni Yongxiao to let the people present just watch him waking up for two or three days to make tea here. What he brews in the teapot is the old Pu'er that was left before.

But even so, seeing Ni Yongxiao's unhurried look, some people couldn't sit still.

The first one who couldn't sit still was Wen Zheng, he was the youngest and the most impatient.

After sitting for less than half an hour, he couldn't help but say:

"A Xiao, why did you ask Third Brother to call us here?"

The expression of the black ghost next to him changed, and he quickly gave Wen Zheng a wink, telling him not to commit suicide at such a time.

But Wen Zheng didn't know what was wrong, he seemed to have taken the wrong medicine since he entered the door.

On the other side, Guohua took a sip of his tea, and he couldn't help but feel a little more complacent in his eyes. He knew that his move was the right one.

In fact, at the reception before, when Wen Zheng took the initiative to talk about Ni Yongxiao, Guohua realized that his situation was not as safe as he imagined.

Sure enough, when Wen Zheng mentioned Ni Kun who had been dead for three years, Guohua's heart sank.

Because he realized that as long as the Ni family played this card, no matter who killed Ni Kun back then, one of them would definitely die.

It has nothing to do with moral issues, it is purely about interests, but this is precisely what is the most deadly.

How to do?
Guohua didn't know it at the time, so he chose to stand still.

When the third uncle called Wen Zheng, Guohua keenly realized that this was an opportunity.

On the surface, he took the initiative to stand up to protect Wen Zheng, but in fact Guohua came to put pressure on Wen Zheng.

Because from the beginning to the end, Guohua understood a truth very well, no matter who died between himself and Wen Zheng, it was reasonable and correct for the Ni family.

Ordinary people would want to pour dirty water on Wen Zheng at such a time, but Guohua is different. He knows exactly what kind of person Ni Yongxiao is.

Even though he was younger than himself, the other party's scheming was much deeper than he thought. Instead of trying to make Ni Yongxiao hack Wen Cheng to death, it would be better to guide Wen Zheng to make a bigger mistake and take the initiative to block the knife for himself.

So from the moment he entered the door, Guohua's attitude was very low.

These actions of his were not for Ni Yongxiao to see, but for Wen Zheng, in order to make Wen Zheng scare himself, and make him mistakenly think that killing Wen Zheng is more in the interests of the Ni family than killing Guohua.

Sure enough, Wen Zheng couldn't take it anymore.

At first he was very indifferent, thinking that the three of them came together, Ni Yongxiao should not go too far.

But sitting here drinking tea for less than half an hour, the more Wen Zheng thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

He is the youngest among the three, if the Ni family wants to eat, they must eat themselves.

Thinking of the Gandhi that was swallowed by the Ni family and Han Chen together, Wen Zheng couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart. He didn't want to be the next Gandhi, and he didn't want this idea to come true, but the more he resisted this idea in his heart, this The stronger the idea.

Especially before Guohua took the initiative to say that he would come with him, but now how Wen Zheng sees it, it seems that he is dividing up his inheritance after death.

Just like that, Wen Zheng's face became more and more ugly by scaring himself. Under the extreme fear, his mentality collapsed, and he jumped out when no one expected it.

As everyone knows, Wen Zheng jumping out at this time is really courting death!
Pu'er has high hardness, and metal tea knives are generally used when disassembling.

As Wen Zheng's voice fell, Ni Yongxiao couldn't help but stop the movement in his hands, and he looked up at the other party:
"Wen Zheng, are you busy?"

His nerves were tense, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. Wen Zheng's expression was very strange at the moment, his eyes were clearly full of fear, but his whole face was flushed red. The oppressive atmosphere around him made him feel uneasy, and his tense expression was somewhat stern. Stubble Taste:
"Ah Xiao, what do you mean?"

Ni Yongxiao twirled the tea knife in his hand, the cold touch made his fingers feel very comfortable.

Accompanied by a chuckle, the movements were graceful, and he poured himself a cup of tea without haste.

It doesn't feel like a big boss in Xiangjiang, but like an elegant scholar. Looking at Wen Zheng opposite, Ni Yongxiao pushed his gold-rimmed glasses. He glanced around and said calmly:
"It's not interesting. If the uncles are busy, you can go out. I guarantee that no one will stop you."

After taking a sip of tea, Ni Yongxiao lowered his head to pry the tea again, concentrating as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Wen Zheng's face changed for a while, and he was caught in a dilemma when he stood up at the moment.

go?
He didn't dare to leave, because he was afraid that what he guessed would come true. Although they were all brothers who worshiped together, when it came time to stab you, these good brothers would not be soft at all.

don't go?

The atmosphere at the scene made him feel uncomfortable. Wen Zheng didn't want to be a fish on the sword, but Ni Yongxiao's disapproving attitude made him hesitate again.

Fortunately, the next moment, the black ghost glared at him, and pulled Wen Zheng onto the chair:
"Drank too much?"

Wen Zheng bit his lip, looking at the half cup of Pu'er tea left in front of him,

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

After being shocked by Ni Yongxiao, Wen Zheng who sat down again did not have the courage to stand up again.

Looking at Wen Zheng who sat down again, Guohua not far away had a surprised expression.

According to his plan at the beginning, Wen Zheng was afraid to defend himself this time, but Guohua couldn't understand what Ni Yongxiao said. He didn't understand why Ni Yongxiao wanted to wake him up at this time.

Yes, just wake up!
If Wen Zheng turns around and leaves at this time, what awaits him is the same fate as Gandhi, and the remaining Guohua and niggers after Wen Zheng’s death are not enough to fight against the Ni family + Han Chen, so surrender is inevitable of.

But following Ni Yongxiao's unhurried words, Wen Zheng, who was originally lost, calmed down.

Guohua didn't understand why Ni Yongxiao did this, because it was obviously a good opportunity.

And he looked at Ni Yongxiao who was holding a tea knife not far away and was concentrating on dismantling Pu'er tea bit by bit.

Guohua's heart tightened, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was wondering if he had used too much force in his actions just now?

The Ni family's business is very stable now, and the seat is also very stable, which means that what the Ni family needs is not smart people who break ground, but those who are not very smart, but obedient tool people.

The way of heaven is reincarnation, it depends on who spares who, how proud Guohua was before, how fearful he is now.

The sharp metal tea knife pierced the Pu'er cake, and the squeezed Pu'er tea was separated one by one. Although the temperature in the room was very suitable, Guohua wiped the sweat from his forehead over and over again.

Until ten minutes later,
"Dong Dong Dong~"

With a knock on the door, a young man with gold-rimmed glasses opened the door and walked in.

Seeing the people sitting in the room, the young man froze for a moment, then said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, something was delayed on the way, are you late?"

(End of this chapter)