I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 75 Talking about Numbers
"Ask Brother Jin from Daxing Club to come out and talk!" Zhang Guobin threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

In the year of Gengshen, the month of Bingxu, and the day of Jiayin.

On October 1980, 10, it is advisable to open the business, start work, and avoid marriage and burial.

New Territories.

Tuen Mun.

Shengfu Restaurant.

"Brother Jin, it's the first time I've seen you, thank you for meeting me." Zhang Guobin was dressed in a high-end suit, and when the younger brother opened the chair, he sat down at the round table carelessly, leaning on the back of the chair with his legs up, and placed one hand on the round table, Tap lightly on the table.

The Daxing Society is quite a powerful society in the New Territories. The disciples of the sect are often entrenched in the area of ​​​​Lan Kok Tsui and Lung Kwu Tan in Tuen Mun. They hang the sign of He Ji, and the land is in the Miaofa Temple. It has been passed down for more than [-] years.

The earliest "Wo Sheng Xing" site included twelve villages and towns in Tuen Mun, including Da Hing site in Tsuen Wan and West Kowloon.

At the peak of its momentum, its members exceeded [-], and it was the largest club in the New Territories. However, the situation in the world has changed. After decades of evolution, Daxing Club only has two sites in Tuen Mun, Lan Kok Tsui and Lung Kwu Tan, with more than [-] houses. people.

The association usually relies on smuggling cars to obtain water.

Brother Jin, sitting in the club hall, was wearing a red and white floral shirt, a pair of white trousers, and was sitting opposite the round table with a toothpick in his mouth.

"Go." He turned to a younger brother in a black jacket on the left, who stood up and picked up the teapot to pour tea for Zhang Guobin.

"Bingo, drink tea."

Zhang Guobin nodded slightly.

Dabohao, Dongguan Miao, and Xianshui sat at the two round tables on the right with twenty or so cousins, all in suits.

The five round tables on the left are filled with chaotically dressed, lazy and carefree horsemen from Daxing Society.

Zhang Guobin picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Jin Limin looked at him with both eyes.

"Prince Bin, you are now the leader in Yau Ma Tei, a famous big shot in the Jianghu, come to my Tuen Mun for tea if you have time?" Jin Limin secretly said: "Country people are very barbaric, I am afraid that you city people Go to the countryside, dirty shoes."

"Hey!" Zhang Guobin held the teacup, let out a sneer, raised the teacup, lowered his head and shook it, and said with a smile: "Brother Jin, you really like to joke."

"Is the New Territories a countryside? Isn't Kowloon a countryside?"

"Everyone is a countryman who is not afraid of getting dirty, tired, and hands-on." He raised his right hand and slapped Luo Lixian's shoulder with a single palm: "My brother is your subordinate, what is his name?"

"Oh! The left hand is coming!"

Zhang Guobin suddenly realized.

"Willing to bet not to admit defeat!"

"If you don't pay the money, you will kidnap someone!"

"If this matter is heard by people from Xinji and the Number Gang, they can't laugh at us and remember that we can't play it? Shame! Brother Jin!" Zhang Guobin shook his head sighing, and put down his teacup: "I can't teach my younger brother."

"Do you want me to teach you?"

Sitting next to Luo Lixian was very cramped and a little uneasy.

The younger brother of the Daxing Club who just poured tea has an ugly face like eating shit.

"clatter!"

Jin Limin put down his teacup heavily. He thought it was an ordinary conversation and drinking tea, but he didn't expect that the younger generation would come to teach the boss how to do things. He felt ashamed in front of his brothers, and immediately reprimanded loudly, trying to save face: "Prince ! You are qualified to teach me how to do things, what generation do you use to talk to me and save face?"

"In terms of identity, I'm Heji sitting in the hall, and I actually teach the four eighty-nine incense masters."

"In terms of seniority, I burned yellow paper and drank blood wine to worship Heji fifteen years ago. At that time, you were probably still drinking milk at home!"

"Shua!" The moment Daxing Jin Limin began to scold, the twenty or so Yihai brothers in suits on Zhang Guobin's left immediately stood up, staring at Jin Limin with unkind eyes.

At the same time, more than [-] Daxing Boys got up together, stepped forward, ready to go.

In terms of momentum, there were twenty or so Yihai brothers who were unarmed, and their black suits suddenly overwhelmed the opponent's mob of fifty or so.

Zhang Guobin put his hands on the knees of his suit, and his gentle face gradually became stern.

Jin Limin looked at the situation on the scene, his eyes flickered, and said in a deep voice: "However, since you want to stand up for a speedster, then I will sell Yihai Society to save face."

"For the sake of everyone's name and signature, I'm ready for the money and people you want."

"After drinking tea, let's get out of here."

Jin Limin winked to the side, and immediately a younger brother pushed two speedsters with bruised noses and bruises all over their bodies to come out.

The two younger brothers raised their feet and kicked the two speedsters to the ground.

Sitting next to him with his left hand, he reached into his pocket and took out a pack of banknotes, which he slapped on the table.

Luo Lixian rushed up to help him.

Zhang Guobin frowned slightly.

These are all wage earners of the Raptors stunt team...

"boom!"

Boss Zhang drank the tea with his head held high, put down the teacup but did not lift his buttocks, and threw the teacup on the ground viciously.

The turquoise Longquan porcelain was torn apart, and pieces of porcelain were scattered with dust.

"How dare a bad sitter from the Sunset Club act as a boss in front of me? Jin Limin, I call you brother Jin to respect you, and call you Jin boy, you have to listen obediently."

"Fuck your mother." The left hand couldn't listen anymore. First, he felt aggrieved, second, he felt humiliated, and third, he was afraid that the boss would hand him over. He took out a switchblade from his waist and pressed the button , pat, jumped out of the blade, and stabbed towards Zhang Guobin's chest fiercely.

Zhang Guobin inherited Prince Bin's skill, although he doesn't use it often, but it has always been imprinted in his bones. He can tell the number of blades with a glance of his head, and he grabs the opponent's wrist with a horizontal hand, and there is a "click" when he turns his hand , immediately twisted the opponent's wrist bone, jingle, the switchblade fell to the ground.

Standing by the round table with his left hand, his wrist raised, his face pale.

Fingers crooked like chicken feet.

But Zhang Guobin glanced at him indifferently, looked at Jin Limin and said: "If the younger brother has an accident, the big brother will bear it. If the younger brother makes trouble, the big brother will bear it."

"You don't need me to teach you about this, do you? Grandpa of the Sunset Club!" A boss of the Sunset Club, with as many brothers as Yau Ma Tei, Jianghu, talking about seniority, but more about strength.

As long as Zhang Guobin gave an order, he would be able to lead people to destroy the Daxing Society on the same day, put the Daxing Society in the hall, kill all the red sticks, and sink the sea, which is nothing more than a bad reputation.

Of course, Zhang Guobin will not carry black material for a little conflict.

"Ah!" The left hand screamed.

Zhang Guobin let go of his hand.

While slowly folding up his cuffs, he walked around the round table to the opposite side.

Fifty or so Daxing boys watched Prince Bin's movements with breathless eyes, but they dared not take a step forward.

Jin Limin scratched the edge of the table tightly with his fingernails, and stared at him sharply. He didn't dare to resist, and he didn't dare to get angry. Under the overwhelming situation, he could only watch Zhang Guobin make a move.

I saw Zhang Guobin straightening the cuffs of his suit in front of him, then slapped Jin Limin on the face with a slap.

"Snapped!"

A palm turned Jin Limin's right cheek red.

Jin Limin stood steadily, clenched his teeth, and remained motionless.

"Next."

"You have to give me an explanation for my little brother..."

"Numbers."

"Are you going to stab me with a knife?"

Zhang Guobin raised his eyebrows coldly.

(End of this chapter)