My 23-year-old beauty president

"Yun Yiling, are you ready to do something tonight?" Xia Feng lit a cigarette, took a puff leisurely, took out his phone, dialed an encrypted number, and the phone rang for a long time before being blocked. Connected, there is also a floating sound.

"Reached?"

"It's here, Boss, add some vinegar!" After yelling, a voice came from the phone, "Boss, the fried noodles in Beijing are really amazing. It tastes so delicious with a cucumber."

Xia Feng had black lines on his face, "I can't eat you to death."

Laughter came from the phone, "I said boss, you have to fill your stomach before doing this work. To be honest, you have to count the money for me."

"..." Xia Feng was speechless.

"No, you are too stingy, a bowl of fried noodles is only a few dollars." The person on the phone was so depressed that Xia Feng couldn't help cursing, "Your sister, do you know how much it is, how much is it?" You are still clamoring for reimbursement.”

"Hey, well, aren't you rich? I'm poor, and my money is reserved for marrying a wife." A shameless laugh came from the other end.

Xia Feng slapped his forehead with a slap. It is enough to meet Xiaobai, who is also a different kind of guy. "It's okay, okay, anyway, China is no better than foreign countries, so be careful yourself."

"Of order! Well, don't talk nonsense, I'm busy eating noodles, Boss, have another bowl." After finishing speaking, the phone hung up.

Xia Feng, "..."

Taking a deep breath, Xia Feng narrowed his eyes, the time was passing by every minute and every second, and this night was destined not to be peaceful.

Somewhere in Tianhai City.

A home-cooked restaurant, a middle-aged man sitting in the corner kept pulling out rice. There was only one mapo tofu on the table, and there were no other dishes, but this was already the second bowl of rice. Ten bowls of rice.

The boss looked depressed. This guy ate up all the rice in the rice cooker, but he only ordered one mapo tofu, which was not enough for rice. But when you walk into the store, you are a customer, and you can’t eat more because of others. Just drive away.

The two waiters got together and aimed at the middle-aged man at the same time, one of them whispered, "Damn it, is this guy a reincarnation of a starving ghost? He ate at least five catties of rice. Nima, the boss must be very depressed."

"Shh, stop talking, look what he is." The other lowered his voice and pointed to the empty place on the right arm of the middle-aged man. Under the clothes, a knife handle can be clearly seen .

The middle-aged man who had been pulling out rice suddenly stopped, and glanced at the two waiters from the corner of his eye. The tofu and two bowls of rice were completely dried up before putting down the chopsticks.

"Boss, settle the accounts."

After being pushed, a waiter approached, "Brother, it's ready, it's 13 yuan in total, twelve tofu, one piece of rice."

The middle-aged man stretched out his left and right hands and took out a handful of small change on his body, stood up, "It's almost 13 yuan, thank you."

Looking at the middle-aged man who left, the waiter looked at the crumpled pile on the table with a depressed face. There were not many of them, and most of them were 13 cents. Nima, even [-] cents accounted for the majority. Visual inspection After a while, even if everything is added up, I am afraid there is not [-] yuan.

"Damn, it's not even more than a dozen yuan, you're eating a shitty meal." Just after finishing speaking, another waiter hurried forward and covered his colleague's mouth, because the middle-aged man just walked out of the door, but he turned around and looked. There was an icy coldness.

"Brother, you go, go."

The middle-aged man turned around and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"I can assure you that that person is not simple, he has a knife on his body, and he has a murderous look." The waiter let go of his colleague's hand, and his face was serious.

The other person was skeptical, "No way, you know how to kill?"

"Nonsense, who is brother, what can't be seen..." Before the words were finished, the two of them were hit on the head, and the boss stared like a bull's eye, "Do you think I have murderous intent?"

"Well, boss, let's do things, do things."

After chasing the two boys away, the boss yelled at the door, "You're still murderous, what the hell."

The middle-aged man was the left-handed knife king who sneaked into Tianhai City. He left the restaurant, took out an old-fashioned Nokia, and dialed. When the phone was connected, he didn't give the other party a chance to speak, and said directly, "Give me the time and place."

In another place, Yun Yiling put down the phone, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked sideways at the two people beside him, "Are you ready?"

"Young Master Yun, everyone is in their place."

Yun Yiling nodded, "Keep an eye on them, act when the opportunity is ripe, remember, you only kill useful people."

"clear."

"Go."

"Yes!"

Poured himself a glass of red wine, Yun Yiling gently shook the glass, looked at the swaying red liquid in it, raised his neck to kill everyone's wine, and said to himself, "Xia Feng, I'm about to start, you are ready Ok?"

At 1000 o'clock in the evening, in order to celebrate the establishment of the Tongmenghui, a large seafood restaurant was contracted. More than [-] brothers in charge were invited, and the brothers who did not participate were given a bonus of [-] yuan.

More than 200 brothers are in charge of various places in the three halls outside the Criminal Law Hall. Tonight, they all put on suits neatly, dressed like company employees, and they can't be seen as gangsters at all.

"Third brother, what do you think of my outfit tonight?" Pang Hu straightened his tie and put on a pose that he thought he was handsome.

Pang Biao touched his nose, but Pang Long couldn't help shaking his head, but he often laughed, looked at Pang Hu carefully, and said solemnly, "Huzi, looking at you, I think of an actor, you really look like him." .”

"What? Haha, I still have the potential to be a star, tsk tsk tsk, boss, third child, do you hear me, I look like an actor." Pang Hu held his head high triumphantly, and Qiu Hai who came over laughed and said, "Ah Laugh, why didn't I know that this guy also looks like a movie star, tell me, who does he look like."

Chang Xiao pondered uncharacteristically for a while, then suddenly exclaimed, "I don't know what the name is, a countryman, I can't hear Japanese, but it seems that the starring role is a Tao."

Brothers Pang Long and Zeng Qing, who had already walked over with Qiu Hai, were stunned for three seconds, and then roared with laughter.

As for Pang Hu, his face turned from smug to black, he pounced on Chang Xiao, grabbed his neck with both hands, "I will strangle you to death."

"Cough cough cough, Huzi, Huzi, that's a film actor anyway, let go, let go." Breaking free from Pang Hu's hands, Chang Xiao still muttered, "Actually, you really look alike."

"I will kick you to death."

Qiu Hai and the others couldn't help shaking their heads. Now that the Four Great Halls have been established, Chang Xiao and Pang Hu are comparable in terms of character. Fortunately, Xia Feng didn't put the two together, otherwise it would be lively.

"The fourth master is here."

"Brother Feng is here."

I saw Nangong Yueling holding Xia Feng's left arm, Beta Si holding his right arm, Fourth Master Wei walking beside, and the four of them walked in slowly, only then did Pang Hu and Chang Xiao, who were noisy together, quiet down.

Pang Hu rubbed his nose and muttered, "Damn it, I despise you."

Walking to the center, Xia Feng glanced at the brothers present, took the wine handed over by Nangong Yueling with a smile on his face, and raised the glass, "Brothers, our alliance will be established, and we will not return tonight if we don't get drunk, do it! "

"If you don't get drunk, don't go home, do it!"

After finishing a glass of wine, Nangong Yueling poured a second glass, and Xia Feng raised it again, "From now on, everyone will be brothers of the Tongmenghui, for the sake of the Tongmenghui, do it!"

More than 200 brothers toasted again, "For the League, do it!"

After pouring the third glass of wine, Xia Feng stopped his smile, moved his cheeks, and scanned everyone present, "We used to have disagreements with each other, we had conflicts and disputes, but now we are a family, brothers , for the brother, do it!"

"Do it!" Everyone shouted in unison, pouring the wine in the cup into their mouths in unison.

"Okay, refreshing! Brothers, I won't talk too much, let's have a good drink tonight, everyone will be happy."

"Drink and drink."

They were all born on the Tao. Although it was only a few days, the original members of the three major forces were dispersed, but they are very adaptable to each other. This meal of wine will definitely bring them closer together.

Soon the sound of yelling and punching spread throughout the hall. They used to be opponents, and they refused to admit defeat in fights. Now they are brothers, and they will not accept defeat when drinking.

Eight people from Qiu Hai came over, crowded together with Xia Feng to form a table, Pang Hu first poured the wine, and said with an ambiguous smile, "Brother Feng, congratulations, east and west are combined."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Long was hit on the head, "Drinking your wine, you talk a lot."

Well, even though Xia Feng brought Betas tonight, Nangong Yueling is their eldest sister. It is enough to understand many things in my heart. Pang Hu just said it out, in case it makes the eldest sister unhappy Well, it didn't end well.

But what surprised them was that Nangong Yueling didn't react much, she just glanced at Xia Feng resentfully, and the latter smiled foolishly.

"Hello, my name is Betas, I'm..."

"Hahaha, sister-in-law Beta, don't talk about it, we already knew that you are Brother Feng's best friend." After all, Pang Hu couldn't hold back his big mouth.

Betas giggled, shook her head and said, "You guys are mistaken, I'm not this guy's best friend, I'm..."

After glancing at Nangong Yueling, Betas cleared her throat, "I am Xiao Lingling's husband."

"Pfft~" Chang Xiao was the first to spit out the wine, splashing the face of Zeng Qing who was next to him, and pouted his mouth stupidly.

Zeng Qing, who had been sprayed all over his face, almost wanted to kill someone. Just as he turned around to wipe off, he sprayed another mouthful on his face, this time it was Pang Hu.

"You two bastards, I won't be among you, idiot!" Zeng Qing growled depressed.

Except for Chang Xiao and Pang Hu, Qiu Hai and the other six were surprised by what Betas said, but they were all relatively strict. There were only these two weirdos, so it would be good if they got together.

"No, Big Sister, this... this... what's going on?" Pang Hu swept back and forth on Nangong Yueling, Betas, and Xia Feng.

Betas reached out and touched Nangongyue's buttocks, giggling, "Because your eldest sister is my little lover."

Xia Feng was helpless, Nangong Yueling's face flushed quickly, she gritted her teeth and glared at Betas, and hugged Xia Feng's arm tightly, "What nonsense, I only have one man, and it's him."

"I'm your man too. Last night we...hehehe, we're all brothers, so don't be afraid." Betas said with a teasing smile.

Pang Hu and Chang Xiao looked at each other and said at the same time, "I'll go!"

"I said you guys are endless, what a fart, drink, eat." Xia Feng patted the two women's buttocks respectively, and raised his wine glass.

Fourth Master Wei, who was the oldest, smiled wryly, feeling that he was out of this era.

"Drink and drink, hehe, Brother Feng, I respect you." Pang Hu raised his glass carelessly.

After a glass of wine, Xia Feng's expression turned serious, "I'll make my brothers happy tonight, you guys should take it easy."

"Brother Feng, you mean the Yun family..." The eight people were startled at the same time, and after exchanging eyes, they all understood each other.

"Drink, if you don't get drunk, you don't go home." Xia Feng didn't continue, he raised his glass with a haha, biting those four words deeply, "If you don't get drunk, you don't go home."