Great Cookery God System

Feng Tao without face

"... yes." Where does Huang Mao dare to refute? He dare not speak.

"I promised the jackal, ye Chen must get rid of it. Now I haven't done anything, which makes me lose face." Feng Tao took a puff from the flue. "Do you know what to do?"

Huang Mao trembled all over, quickly lying on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "please... Please brother Tao give me another chance, I... I can kill him!"

"Tut tut." Feng Tao smacked his lips, and there was a trace of contempt in the corner of his eyes. He said with a smile, "do you look like a fool?"

Huang Mao licked his dry lips. He said in a trembling voice, "I'll do something. Believe me, please give me another chance."

"Needless to say, I will hand over the work of Ye Chen to other people. As for you..." Feng Tao said indifferently.

Huang Mao had an ominous premonition in his heart. His eyelids were jumping and he cried out, "brother Tao, please forgive me this time. Don't kill me! Please, I've been with you for seven years. There's no merit, but there's also hardship. You can see that I've paid for so many years. Please forgive me. "

"Shut your mouth, motherless counsellor." Feng Tao yelled, "did I say I'm going to kill you?"

Although Huang Mao was scolded red faced, but his heart is one of the loose, at least this life is guaranteed.

"I have a task for you." Feng Tao is smoking, and the sparks of the cigarette end are not clear, just like Feng Tao's ups and downs at this moment.

Huang Mao knows that this is his only chance to survive. He has been with Feng Tao for so many years. For those who are useless, Feng Tao will never be stingy with his knife.

"Brother Tao, if there is anything you say, as long as I can do it, I will try my best to do it. Even if I can't do it, I will try my best to do it." Huang Mao was in a state of fear, and he quickly fell on the ground and made a respectful statement.

"It's not that exaggerated." Feng Tao picked the corner of his mouth and said, "I want you to find Yang Ning..."

"Looking for brother Ning?" Huang Mao's eyes widened. He didn't know what Feng Tao meant.

Feng Tao rubbed his chin and said carelessly, "you are in the charge of Yang Ning now. I need you to be his confidant. Can you do it?"

Huang Mao said with a dry smile, "Hey, brother Tao, what does that mean?"

"I don't like talking to a fool. That's hard for me. If I find it hard to speak with my mouth, I'll choose a simpler way, such as speaking with a knife." Feng Tao's eyes are full of fierce light. He looks directly at Huang Mao, just like the Mobei wolf staring at a little white rabbit. Huang Mao's head is so scared that he doesn't dare to look at Feng Tao. He shivers

Trembling and afraid to speak.

"Hey, hey, hey." Feng Tao rubbed his nose and said, "Yang Ning has been restless for the last two years. He seems to have forgotten the feeling of pain and what is the anger of wolves..."

As an old man who has been with Feng Tao for seven years, Huang Mao has really witnessed the horror of the man in front of him.

When this man first arrived in Dongcheng City, he was just a gangster, but only a year later, he stood at this level, relying not only on his extraordinary means and outstanding fighting ability, but also on his cunning and crafty mind and his ruthlessness.

"It turns out that brother Ning's little action has been noticed by brother Tao two years ago?" Huang Mao's heart was murmuring. He suddenly thought of something wrong in the past two years. In the past, although Feng Tao liked to play, he never delayed his business. However, in the past two years, Feng Tao has become more and more lecherous, and almost all things have been handed over to Yang Ning. Those subordinates have been dissatisfied for a long time, and Feng Tao's prestige is getting lower and lower. Relatively, because of his excellent leadership ability, Yang Ning's prestige is getting higher and higher in the whole black dragon club.

"So, is it all a bureau?" Huang Mao could not help whispering.

"Yes, I just want to see what Yang Ning wants to do." Feng Tao suddenly looked at Huang Mao with a trace of penetration in his eyes

Bone chill fell on Huang Mao, he asked with a smile, "if you tell all these things to Yang Ning, then I'm not funny here. You say, what's the best way to keep secrets in the world?"

Huang Mao shivered all over his body. He knocked his head on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "brother Tao, I swear that I will only be loyal to you in my life. I am willing to break into Yang Ning's interior. Please brother Tao believe me."

"Get up." Feng Tao waved his hand and said, "after all, you've been with me for seven years, and in the past two years, you really haven't been involved with Yang Ning. The most important thing is that you're just a little gangster. It's not enough to touch Yang Ning's sensitive nerves if you use it as a small chess piece."

"... yes..." Huang Mao is a little hairy, just like Feng Tao said, he is just a little rascal leader who lives in the billiards hall, but he is still under Feng Tao's surveillance. It can be imagined that all the powerful figures in the black dragon club are under Feng Tao's eyes.

"Get ready. I'll create opportunities for you." Feng Tao orders lightly.

"Yes, brother Tao." Huang Mao was convinced of Feng Tao. He nodded and stood up from the ground.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. He licked his dry lips and wanted to talk, but he opened his mouth and wanted to talk.

"Why?" Feng Tao glanced at him and said, "what else can I do for you?"

"No... No." Huang Mao just wanted to shake things out between Ye Chen and himself, but he remembered the video Ye Chen held in his hand. He couldn't help but feel cold in his heart and swallowed the words to his mouth.

"Well." Feng Tao nodded and said, "if you want to contact me, don't use mobile phone or telephone, use network channel."

"Yes." Huang Mao nodded and retreated.

When Huang Mao left the house, among the four people standing on both sides of Feng Tao, a young man came out. He came up to Feng Tao and said in a low voice, "can this half bucket of water guy make things happen?"

"Hum." Feng Tao turned his mouth and said, "if this kind of pustule can be done, he won't be a gangster for seven years."

"So you mean..." the young man asked suspiciously.

Feng Tao rubbed his chin and said with a smile, "the water in the black dragon club is not so clear, so I'll make it more turbid, which is more fun. Yang Ning, Yang Ning, I'd like to see who is standing behind you..."

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