The reborn tyrant rises

Chapter 554: Gamble | The Rise of the Reborn Hero | The Rise of the Reborn Hero Chapter Read

“There is only one old Maitreya.”

After saying this, the two people standing beside the boat fell into silence. After a long time, Dong Peng said, “I don’t know how Master Maitreya is doing.”

“Maybe he’s dead.”

Zhang Hua looked at the gradually clear coastline in the distance, his voice was a little low, “Master Maitreya is too proud, this is good for everyone.”

The old Maitreya didn’t die, he just became more and more old.

Heitu Village in Tumu Town is very small. Although it is a town in name, there are not many people.

Now the people of Heitu Village have gradually adapted to this old man with a slumped face but a smile on his face forever.

Here, old Maitreya has another name.

The rich old man Liu.

This… The old man Liu, who is called rich, would get up early every day, go to a wholesale department, chat with a few old men of the same age, drink a little wine, and have a very leisurely life.

Old Maitreya is very popular among these old men.

The old man Liu is very generous.

Old Maitreya is not as fussy as the other people. Every time it is his turn to treat a guest, he will always ask for a bottle of “good wine” that costs more than fifteen yuan.

And expensive bagged side dishes.

Not much money, old Maitreya doesn’t matter.

The only reason why I insist on taking turns treating guests every day and not ordering those too expensive wines is because the old Maitreya, who is alive and well, understands the way of dealing with people.

Some things can’t be too much.

In the Xia Kingdom, moderation is a brand engraved in the bones of many people.

Today is the day of his treat.

The old Maitreya just opened the door and walked out.

He didn’t sleep well last night, and the old Maitreya, who had been playing the erhu all night, was even a little sluggish. He still got up very early because those old men and drinking friends were one of his few pastimes, and he didn’t want to be alone. Sitting in an empty room.

“Iron pillar, old rules.”

The only large wholesale department in the town opened very early, and as soon as old Maitreya entered, he gave a straightforward command without raising his head.

“okay.”

Tie Zhu and these old men who drink from home are acquaintances, and many of them even watched him grow up.

In order for these old men to drink, Tie Zhu, the owner of the wholesale department, even made a simple drinking place for them in the piles of cargo boxes.

It’s really simple enough, just a stool and a piece of wood for a few cargo boxes. This is where these idle old people drink.

Tie Zhu numbly put all kinds of mustard, ham, soybeans and other things into a cardboard box and hugged him, and said with a smile, “Uncle Liu, look at the door for half an hour today, I’m going out in a hurry. ”

“it is good.”

The old Maitreya asked inadvertently in the local dialect, “What are you doing: Go, why is it so important?”

“Go and meet the new ranger.”

Tie Zhu smiled slyly, “Uncle Liu, you haven’t been here for a long time, and if you want to get some extra money, just look at the 10,000-acre mountain in the back, don’t welcome people, and give them to them in case they won’t let me cut down trees in the future. What to do.”

“Oh.”

Before the old Maitreya could speak, he heard the sound of firecrackers outside, and even the sound of gongs and drums. He asked in surprise, “A forest ranger in such a big battle”

“That tree is all money.”

Tie Zhu put down the box, “Besides, it is said that the ranger I replaced this time is also a fighting hero.”

“hero”

Old Maitreya’s deep-seated arrogance made him pouted, and his tone was somewhat meaningful, “Many people who kill are heroes.”

“People Li Tiangou crippled a leg and killed a platoon. He’s not a hero, otherwise this fat and oily life can get him in his turn”

villainWu Tiezhu’s words contain his understanding of the world.

“Li Tiangou”

Old Maitreya repeated the name of the scum, but he never thought that this name would set off a huge wave in this remote and backward mountain village in the future.

Richie.

Benson rushed to the devastated building, and before going upstairs, he still had the contents of the phone call he received not long ago in his mind.

“This is the time when Torrion Mountain is at its most slack and convenient, and I want you to encourage Tim no matter what you do.

wave immediately.

Go fight back and I promise you will succeed.”

Aston.

Dale’s words Richie.

Benson couldn’t believe his ears, “Are you crazy?”

“Trust me, things will work out.”

Aston.

Dale’s tone was cold, “We have already cut off that tiger’s minions for you, now is the best chance to fight back.

After today, Johnny will definitely agree to sit down and talk, and then you won’t dare to act under pressure from all sides.”

“Know why we sent someone to stop your wife before the explosion because she’s Tim.

Potts’ sister.”

Not at all for Richie.

Sen’s chance to speak, Aston continued, “Find a way to get Tim.

Potts personally led the team, he would die there.

And your brother-in-law will naturally ascend to the throne, and no one will doubt it.”

“What if I don’t agree”

Richie.

Benson’s face is a little distorted, he is not a desperado in essence, he is just a little greedy.

“You understand the consequences.”

Aston.

Dale calmed down after speaking, “Don’t worry, we have always kept our promises, I will let you slowly leave the organization when things are done, and help you clean up your foundation so that you can be your upper-class society with peace of mind.”

Richie.

Benson fell silent when he thought of the prospect of sending him to his trading company and the tactics behind it these days.

“Believe my promise.”

Aston.

Dale smiled, “It’s fine.”

Look at the ugly looking Tim.

Potts, Richie.

Benson said with great concern, “Such a big thing will come soon, is there anything I need to deal with?”

“It’s okay, the goods are not here, the building is very clean.”

Tim.

Potts knew what Li was talking about, he shook his head, “You leave first, I’m afraid I’ll go in for a while, we can’t live without the leader.”

“Tim.”

Richie.

Benson swallowed his saliva and attached it to the other party’s ear, “Those guys who came to attack us were blocked on the road. We should take this opportunity to fight back immediately, otherwise we will no longer have… a place to stand.”

“Now”

Tim.

Potts concealed his surprise.

“right.”

Richie.

Benson’s tone was full of temptation, “If you take a gamble, if we win, we will be the God of Chicago. If we fail, it’s not too late to sit down and talk.”

“But”

Tim.

Potts is still a little hesitant.

“Trust my analysis, I’m standing here now, Tim, you take someone there, without you they wouldn’t have the courage to attack Torrion Manor.”

Richie.

Benson said what he wanted to say most with trepidation.

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