20 years of underworld

Zhang Yue went out to ask Jiang Menshen and his cousin about the situation of Chen Weidong and Zhao Shanhe. They made an appointment to meet at Purple Moon. .

It is said that when Zhang Yue arrived at Purple Moon, Menshen Jiang and his cousin had already drank a little too much.

"Is there any news about Chen Weidong and Zhao Shanhe?" Zhang Yue hadn't smiled for many days since Fu Gui's accident, and kept his face drooping.

"Both Zhao Shanhe and Chen Weidong ran away. It is said that Zhao Shanhe went to the south, and Chen Weidong probably didn't run too far, but he couldn't find anyone for a while." Cousin was a little dejected.

"Boss Song asked someone to find me and said he wanted to talk to me." Zhang Yue said, "Are you going to talk to him?" asked the cousin.

"En..." In fact, Zhang Yue always believed that Boss Song was not the culprit, but since Zhao Shanhe and Chen Weidong could not be found, Zhang Yue really wanted to vent his anger on Boss Song, but he agreed to talk to Boss Song after all. no way

"Brother, Fugui and you, I introduced Fugui to take this path, and I brought him in. Now, Fugui's hands have completely ruined him. He is an orphan. I must avenge his revenge!" the cousin said. My cousin has the best relationship with Fugui. My cousin will never forget how grateful Fugui was to him when he introduced Fugui to Zhang Yue a few years ago. I will never forget the thin figure of Fugui who always rushed to the front in the subsequent fights

"The enmity of riches and honor, Zhao Shanhe must be reported and caught, I will smash his hands and feet." Zhang Yue gritted his teeth

Zhang Yue's affection for Fugui even surpasses that of his cousin. In the past few days, whenever Zhang Yue saw Fugui's bloody right hands and those dark helpless eyes when he looked at him, Zhang Yue felt as if his heart was twisted like a knife. "This child is too miserable," Zhang Yue said to Zhao Hongbing and others more than once

"Wait a minute, I'll go out and call back!" Zhang Yue's pager rang

10 minutes later, Zhang Yue came back

"Dawei's phone call, he just called the person surnamed Song, I told him to let the person surnamed Song come here for a while, and the person surnamed Song should be here soon." Zhang Yue finished speaking expressionlessly

"Waiter!! Bring two more bottles of white wine!!!" Cousin yelled loudly towards the outside of the private room. Jiang Menshen and cousin had just finished drinking a bottle of white wine.

An hour later, Boss Song arrived wearing an expensive suit. Although the suit was expensive, it didn't fit very well, as if he had borrowed it. Sun Dawei also came with him. Boss Song didn't dare to come by himself. Bring Sun Dawei It is said that Boss Song was wearing a khaki suit that day, with a bright red shirt inside, a black tie, and a pair of white sneakers on his feet. Later Zhang Yue from Nike said that he saw Boss Song At the first glance, he remembered the word "local tyrants and evil gentry" that he often said when he was a child, "beat the local tyrants, divide the land, and avenge the rich and the rich". At that time, Zhang Yue thought so

"Zhang Yue, this is Boss Song, let's get acquainted." Sun Dawei quickly introduced "Boss Zhang, you've arrived long ago?!" Boss Song greeted Zhang Yue with a smile.

"En..." Zhang Yue didn't even raise his head, he snorted softly, and continued to take a small sip of liquor with the wine glass

"I'm really sorry, in fact, the matter of wealth and honor is a complete misunderstanding. I originally asked Zhao Shanhe to negotiate peace with you..." Boss Song smiled and handed Zhang Yue a cigarette

"Is there a fucking peace talk like this?!" The irascible Jiang Menshen roared like a bell

Boss Song was startled, his hands trembled, and the cigarette he just handed out fell on the ground

"...I mean, since this incident has already happened, I am also responsible for it. I am willing to pay for the medical expenses of Fugui, Boss Zhang, just tell me the number..." Jiang Menshen was startled Boss Song hastened to say something nice

"The surname is Song, Fugui is an orphan and has been working with me. Now you find someone to cripple his hand, what will he do for the rest of his life?" Zhang Yue still didn't raise his head, his voice was not loud.

"Boss Zhang, I really want to find Zhao Shanhe and the others to negotiate peace with you..." Boss Song is always defending himself. Just halfway through the boss's words, Jiang Menshen roared again.

"Boss Zhang, what do you mean..." Boss Song said timidly

"Fugui is disabled now, and he can no longer work with me. I have to find him a job. So, Song, you exchange your nightclub to Fugui!" Zhang Yue sighed, and said slowly, saying After playing with the wine glass in his hand, he still didn't look at Boss Song

"Boss Zhang, this is a bit too much." The Paris nightclub was built by Boss Song with an investment of more than 100 million. This is Boss Song's lifeblood. When he heard that Zhang Yue wanted his nightclub, he really couldn't accept

"Oh..." Zhang Yue didn't speak anymore

Cousin turned and walked out

"Boss Zhang, look at this..." Boss Song felt a little nervous when he saw his cousin turn around and go out, but looking at it like this, Boss Song still didn't want to transfer his nightclub

In a blink of an eye, the curtain of the restaurant was opened, and Boss Song saw a pair of bloodshot eyes. It was his cousin who was already staggering as he was walking. The cousin was breathing alcohol and holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

Before Boss Song could realize what was going on, his wrist had already been firmly grasped by his cousin. The cousin didn't talk nonsense, so he picked up the kitchen knife and slashed at the back of Boss Song's hand. This knife was extremely fierce and gentle. The cousin who is very wealthy and well-connected wants to cut off Boss Song's palm with one knife

Although Boss Song tried his best to pull his hand back, he was still hit by the knife.

"Wow..." Boss Song screamed like a pig but the knife didn't cut off his clenched hand, but at least broke his palm bone

"You fucking don't move!" Jiang Menshen stood up "suddenly", picked up the three-edged spatula and pointed it at Boss Song's neck

Sun Dawei, who came to help with the negotiation, rushed forward and hugged Jiang Menshen's waist

"Zhang Yue..." Sun Dawei, who was hugging Jiang Menshen's waist, said to Zhang Yue almost beggingly that Zhang Yue ignored it, as if nothing happened in front of him, playing with the wine glass in his hand

"Let go of your hand!" Jiang Menshen yelled that Jiang Menshen's knife had pierced Boss Song's neck.

Boss Song's hand was pressed on the table by his cousin, and he slowly spread it. Boss Song saw that Jiang Menshen really dared to stab him to death.

"Cut one by one!" Jiang Menshen said, "Zhang Yue..." Sun Dawei was about to cry

Zhang Yue continued to stare at the wine glass without raising his head, let alone answering.

"Ow!"

"Snapped!"

There was a scream and a crisp sound Boss Song's little finger on his left hand was cut off by his cousin, Boss Song's little finger had been separated from his body

Cousin swung the second knife again

"Don't cut it, I promise, I promise everything!" At this time, Boss Song was sweating, and his normally red face had turned sore from the pain.

Hearing these words, Zhang Yue raised the wine glass that he had been playing with for a long time, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp Zhang Yue waved his hand to signal his cousin to stop

"Why bother?" Zhang Yue said lightly

"Tomorrow I will give you 5 yuan, and your nightclub will be exchanged for wealth." Zhang Yue continued to talk about Zhang Yue, and finally took a straight look at Boss Song

"En..." Fingers connected to each other, Boss Song forced out an "En"

Zhang Yue used his thumb and index finger to gently pick up the big half of the chopped off little finger on the table.

"Your, take it" Zhang Yue handed the bloody finger to Boss Song

It is said that the bloody little finger is curled

3 minutes ago, this finger was still growing on Boss Song's hand. 3 minutes later, Boss Song could only hold this finger in his own hand