Therefore, Zhao Tiequan had to find a way to make money, so he thought of taking back the Forest Bar. Tongguo had met me before, and he thought that I was a very sentimental person, so he and his son and his disciples jointly performed this play for us, hoping to touch my heart, but we saw through it at the beginning. In the end, I put aside my past grudges and returned the bar to them. Zhao Tiequan felt very ashamed. He brought a cup of tea and said again: "Thank you, brother."
After drinking tea, I asked again: "After taking back the Forest Bar, what are you going to do next?"
Zhao Tiequan said, "Hurry up and make some money so that we can prepare for the fight with Black Yama. At the very least, we can't let anyone have any worries."
Medical expenses, pensions, living expenses... are indeed a huge expense. At least one month's income is needed. Zhao Tiequan is so poor that he needs to rest and recuperate. I raised my cup and said, "I wish Brother Zhao success." In fact, I know in my heart that Zhao Tiequan has a high chance of losing this battle. Zhao Tiequan raised his cup and clinked it with me, saying, "In fact, no one in the underworld thinks I have a good chance of losing. With my current strength, I will be like a moth flying into a flame and will die. If I really have an accident... Brother, I'll ask you to take care of my son."
I looked at Zhao Hongjun, feeling a little strange, as if I had a godson. Zhao Hongjun said anxiously: "Why can't we beat Hei Yanluo? Our people are all elite soldiers and strong generals, and we don't know who will win." I also said: "That's right, Brother Zhao said discouraging words before the fight even started. Fighting depends on momentum, not numbers. I still think Brother Zhao is on my side."
Zhao Tiequan smiled but said nothing. He took the tea and drank it by himself. From outside he could faintly hear the sound of people practicing martial arts.
After a few days, we quickly completed the transfer procedures for the bar. On the day when the Black Tiger Gang evacuated, Yaoyao and her group of girls cried like pear blossoms in the rain, which was thrilling. I didn't expect the relationship between the two sides to be so good. At the same time, I suspected that these guys must have an affair in private. It just so happened that the gravel factory had been in turmoil these days. A contractor relied on his underworld background and owed several months of earthwork money. It was a good opportunity to ask them to go to the gravel factory to calm down the situation.
In the first few days after I handed over the Forest Bar, I always felt uncomfortable. Sometimes I drove towards the bar without realizing it. Halfway there, I quickly turned back and went to the construction site to be my security guard. One night, I couldn't help but rush towards the bar again, and only realized it when I was almost there. Later, I thought, since I'm almost there, I might as well go over and take a look. I can also chat with Yaoyao, this girl is the sweetest. With this in mind, I continued driving. When I arrived at the door of the bar, I saw more than 20 people rushing in with steel pipes, pickaxes and other objects.
"A wreck!" This was my first reaction. After that, I immediately jumped out of the car. This was my second reaction. Subconsciously, I still regarded this place as my bar. As soon as I got out of the car, something cold hit the back of my head.
"Brother Hao, don't move." A voice was sharp and crisp, like the Joker in Batman: "It's easy to fire accidentally."
It was a gun. I could even smell the faint smell of gunpowder coming from the muzzle. I didn't move.
"Get in the car." The person behind gave the order.
I opened the door and got in the driver's seat. At the same time, the person behind me also opened the door and got in the back seat, still pointing the gun at my head. I asked, "Who are you?" The person behind me said, "Old Eight."
I was slightly startled. The only famous "Old Eight" in the south of the city were the Eight Vajras under Black Yama. I exhaled and said, "Last time, your boss and I made an appointment to take a bath together. This is..."
"Brother Hao, you talk too much." Lao Ba pointed at my head with the gun. It was both a reminder and a warning.
The other party had a gun, so I could only keep my mouth shut. I couldn't figure out why Lao Ba wanted to trouble me, nor why he was here. Was he here to block me, or was he just passing by by chance?
At this time, the bar was in chaos. Large groups of guests rushed out, and the sound of smashing things could be heard from inside.
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