Chinatown, Zhongji Noodle House.

Before the voting meeting.

Daji sucked the noodles and said: "Uncle Bai, I heard someone say that Brother Fang was given an ice coffin yesterday and was brought back in a pork cart. The only people in Chinatown who do the frozen meat business are people from Heyihai.

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Zhang Huawu was wearing a black kung fu fir and exaggerated: "It is said that boiling water was poured over his head before he was alive. His whole body was scalded and hairless, and he suffered burns and frostbite. He looked like a dead pig."

Brother Qiu slapped his palm on the table: "Damn it!"

"Killing a brother is like killing a pig?"

"If you really become the master of the mountain with the people from Yihai, then you, you, you will all become dead pigs!"

He raised the kuaizi with his right hand.

The head of state had white hair and was wearing a white Tang suit. He waved with a benevolent face and said, "Hey!"

"We are all brothers, don't speak so excessively or violate taboos."

"Afang accidentally drove his car off a cliff last night and fell into the mountain. How can you talk about such gossip?" He looked more like a normal person, lowered his head and picked up the beef noodles: "Whether you can be the mountain leader depends on votes, support from fellow students, not gifts.

coffin."

Brother Qiu said dissatisfied: "Uncle Bai!"

"Brother Fang has been with you for more than 20 years, and the outside world knows that he is your leader. Death is a small matter, but breaking the hearts of brothers is a big deal."

Da Ji, Zhang Hua and Wu all observed Uncle Bai's expressions. They could see that their confidants were being killed without changing their expressions. The city was really deep.

Uncle Bai picked up the pepper and added more to the noodle soup.

Brother Qiu continued: "Zhang Guobin came back by plane this morning. If the invoice cannot be issued in a few days, why not just send someone..."

The head of state glanced at Brother Qiu in vain: "I want to die!"

"You dare to touch the illegitimate son of the mountain master and throw him into the street. If you want to die, don't hurt me!"

Brother Qiu showed disdain: "Don't say he is the son of the mountain master. Even if he is the mountain master, sometimes he will obey the authority when things are urgent... I heard that there is a trick in the Xiangjiang horse stable called ice and fire.

sky."

"Do you think Brother Fang is enjoying himself?"

The head of state paused for a moment, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and said cautiously: "Don't talk nonsense, Zhang Guobin has an army with camouflage, AK, and good at sports."

"Did you all see it the last time I came to North America? In the blink of an eye, it went to Taipei again. I received news that this army has returned to Taipei."

Daji said: "They live in Heichai's villa, and they are not hiding, but Heichai and Zhang Guobin are on their way back from the airport."

"My people said that there are no troops following, only more than thirty bodyguards. It's still too late to make a phone call to get rid of them now."

"Aren't you sure you have the support of the three of us?"

"Get him!"

Führer Bai glared at him fiercely: "Shut up!"

"You can do whatever you want. I'm an old man. I don't know how many years I can work after I am chosen as the mountain leader. Why should I take the risk of compromising the whole family?"

"Believe it or not, I killed their boss in the morning and we all suffered in the afternoon!"

"And I suspect that army is not He Yihai's private army."

Daji's eyes were horrified: "What do you mean?"

The head of state Bai sneered: "How can a brand in Xiangjiang be qualified to raise troops? Even in a battle between rivers and lakes, it can't fire a hundred rounds of bullets. A random flag soldier can fire more bullets than the Xiangjiang community can fire in a whole year."

"No matter how rich and powerful that port city is, it is enough to be a low-key rich man. I suspect that someone else's soldiers are under Zhang Guobin."

He ate the last bite of noodles in the bowl and sighed: "When you are in the world, you can't help yourself!"

"Zhang Guobin used to have a good time in Xiangjiang, so it is inevitable that he would have a back-and-forth with the Mainland. I'm afraid he has the support of the Hongmen in the Mainland."

Daji swallowed: "Did you draw attention to us?"

"If we don't stand firm this time, then you and I will all be fat sheep!" The head of state Bai threw out a more powerful pressure, which directly overwhelmed the three elders and said: "You guys think clearly!"

"Boss, pay the bill!" The head of state took out two ten-dollar bills and turned to leave the noodle shop. As soon as he left the shop, he was surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards.

On the surface, he looks quite majestic, but in the eyes of people in the world, he is very frightened!

Brother Qiu looked at the people leaving and said in disbelief: "It seems that the financial affairs were not done in vain by the head of state."

Zhang Huawu sneered: "He was the first person I checked! If he had done it, I would have found out long ago!"

"What happened to the money and enterprises in the mainland?" Brother Qiu turned around and asked.

Zhang Huawu thought about it and said: "It seems that some regulations were imposed. According to their words, it is a company created by making troubles."

"In short, you can make money by relying on connections!"

"FUCK!" Brother Qiu cursed.

"Is there such a good thing?"

"How did I know!"

Zhang Huawu turned to look at him: "Do you have someone? You!"

"Then Hei Chai has been investigating corruption... There are widespread rumors that it was Uncle Bai who did it. Why didn't Uncle Bai leave people alive at that time?"

The main culprit of the group's corruption is also a director with voting rights, and the only one Uncle Bai has voted against.

Daji held a bunch of tissues and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Bai didn't do it to that person."

"He was killed by a gunman. His marksmanship was very accurate, and he used a .38."

"Depend on!"

Brother Qiu cursed: "Hei Chai is really cunning, but Uncle Bai is the kindest one."

Nine thirty.

One convoy drove out of Chinatown and headed for the center of San Francisco, and another convoy headed toward Chinatown. There were more than thirty vehicles in the force, and the two convoys passed each other on the road.

Zhang Guobin was sitting in the car, and he looked back out the window as if he was aware of it. Faintly in the opposite Mercedes-Benz car, he saw a face with white hair.

opponent!

The head of state looked back at him and said in a hoarse voice: "Hui Hongwei, did you call me?"

The young driver shook his head: "Not yet, Uncle Bai."

Head of State Bai nodded lightly: "Forget it!"

"What?"

Magnificent and astonishing.

The head of state Bai said: "It doesn't matter whether the murderer is found or not. Even if it can be corrected that everything was done by black wood, it has nothing to do with Zhang Guobin."

"This person is too deep in the city and can't catch him at all, so he just waits for the ticket to be issued."

"We have enough votes."

Hui Hong nodded: "Yes, Uncle Bai."

Some people naively think that they can buy off the entire Grand Hall with money and take the position of the head of the Grand Hall with a gun. There are many people with backbone in Hongmen.

These people have long united together and vowed to fight to the death to overthrow the outsiders. The century-old foundation of Dagongtang must not fall into the hands of outsiders.

This kind of thinking widely exists within the Dagongtang, not only among the Westerners, but also supported by old expats, and they think they are quite righteous!

When it comes to dealing with outsiders, they can even put aside their prejudices and join forces. However, among the six candidates, three are Westerners and two are expatriates. Zhang Guobin is indeed an outlier.

The third day.

Early morning.

The head of state was dressed in a Tang suit. He held up a tea cup and said, "Hua Hong, you are the person I trust most. I will transfer the arranged people into Chinatown tomorrow morning."

"There are thousands of gangsters and hundreds of gunmen in Chinatown. The Grand Hall is the strongest place, but Wan Tanyuan is the weakest place."

Zheng Huihong cupped his fists and said, "Yes!"

"Grandpa!"

Head of State Bai sighed heavily: "With more than a hundred Colombian gunmen, there is a 30% chance of winning in a sudden attack."

The head of state drank all the hot tea in vain and exhaled: "Forcing the uterus!"

A ruler who is not secretive will lose his ministers, a minister who is not secretive will lose his identity, and if a few things are not kept secret, it will cause harm. The head of state Bai knew that if he wanted to deal with Zhang Guobin in one fell swoop, he had to deal with Wan Tanyuan, and Wan Tanyuan was in charge of Hongmen Mountain.

He has been in office for more than 20 years, and everyone from top to bottom in the Grand Hall is his, and he conspires with Da Ji and Qiu Ge to lead to death but no life, defeat but no victory.

Throughout the ages, how can anyone conspire with others to do big things? Mobilizing troops and horses, uniting subordinates, and killing directly at the mountain gate is the right way. Just because everyone else has the possibility of betraying for profit, only his interest group is the real comrade.

Live and die together!

Regardless of whether he can win tomorrow's vote, he doesn't want to compete with Zhang Guobin, let alone be stained by the mountain master. There have been many rumors outside recently, and the most terrible one is the attitude of Wan Shanzhu.

When the situation is desperate, if he continues to struggle with his vote, he will lose it. If the other party plays off the table, he will violently overturn the table! Previously, he only played with them to see the turning point, but now it has the effect of deceiving others.
To be continued...