The smile on Zhang Chu's face became more and more intense, "Just because he participated in the bloody battle of Sihaitang, he killed several miscellaneous gangs with his own hands... Is it enough?"

Han Qinhu's expression was stiff, and he felt that Zhang Chu had hit their fatal hole.

What a fatal point?

As soon as they entered the Black Tiger Hall, they had not achieved their achievements and directly reached the high position.

Although everyone who understands it knows that this is giving face to Lord Lu behind them.

But this is an unspoken rule that cannot be placed on the surface!

On the surface, they have no bargaining chips to suppress their current position.

In the past, they were powerful, and even if other big bosses and the gang members at the bottom were resentful, they would have no choice but to do anything to them!

Now that Zhang Chu is in a strong position, they can't stand it if they grasp them again!

Han Qinhu didn't want to give in.

But if he wanted to keep the territory at hand, he had to accept this soft spot.

He bowed his fists, and the voice he spoke was a little polite for the first time, "Master, can the subordinates pay a certain price to leave Lao Liu Street?"

He felt that Zhang Chu just wanted to suppress him, not really wanted to take back that street. As long as he was convinced and paid a certain price, he could still keep that street.

If Zhang Chu's purpose is to force him to surrender, maybe there may be some discussions.

Anyway, the entire Wutong is his territory, and no matter who runs it, he has to hand over the big profits to him.

But unfortunately, Zhang Chu's purpose has always been that street.

Moreover, Han Qinhu was not willing to give in, and Zhang Chu didn't care at all.

"Although I really want the price you pay!"

Zhang Chu picked up the tea bowl and lowered his head to drink tea: "But unfortunately, I am useful to Lao Liu Street, and I can't leave it to you anymore!"

Han Qinhu looked at him, his fists turned white, and he wanted to rush up and grab the tea bowl and smash Zhang Chu's nose bridge, then grab his head and twist it off as a ball!

However, no matter how much he thinks, he can only think about it.

He dared not.

It's not impossible either!

Just as the atmosphere in the hall fell to freezing point, the mule walked in and bowed and said, "Master of the hall, Ji Ying is here."

Zhang Chu put down the tea bowl and said, "Let him come in."

After a pause, he looked at Han Qinhu: "If you are fine, you can sit down and listen."

When Han Qinhu heard this, he immediately sat back on the chair.

snort!
Chapter completed!