District 9

The next day, at around six o'clock in the evening, inside the club owned by Xingyao Company.

Deng Jun was lying on the massage bed in the private room, drinking freshly squeezed drinks, and said softly to Wu Manfu: "Anyway, I still have to thank you for this matter. Without your matchmaking, Yang Cheng would not have come to me, and I would not have trusted them. "

"Oh, Lao Deng, you are too polite to say this. How many years have we been friends? You don't need to tell me this." Wu Manfu waved back.

"Xiao Wu, we are friends. I know you are doing me such a big favor." Deng Jun turned to look at him and said softly: "If I really go up this time, don't worry. I will stand in Fengbei in the future." For your Xingyao Group, that will definitely give you the green light. As for the branch you mentioned last time, I will also find someone to help you take care of it."

"Hey." Wu Manfu was happy in his heart, but he was still very generous: "Old Deng, I'm helping you, I really don't want this. To put it bluntly, the money I have in my hand now will last me eight lifetimes. It’s endless. It doesn’t make much difference to me to make more or less.”

"Whether you need it or not is none of your business, but I have to remember this."

"Old Deng, I won't say anything else," Wu Manfu said at the right time: "If you are really transferred to Fengbei Station to become the station director, then if you have the opportunity in the future, you'd better help my guy. Just a word. Give her some support on some things, and I will be grateful."

"No problem." Deng Jun replied with a smile: "Let's join forces!"

"Haha, yes, strong alliance." Wu Manfu agreed.

"Well, there is one more thing I want to ask you." Deng Jun blinked and asked with a curious expression: "Why do I feel that Yang Cheng is hesitant to deal with Ma Laoer?"

"They are afraid that the Sichuan government will enter the scene early." Wu Manfu frowned and said: "Behind Ma Laoer is Qin Yu. If you mess with him, the Sichuan government will easily explode. If they get involved, the situation in the ninth district will be dire. It would be complicated, so Yang Cheng wanted to avoid him."

"Oh, that's right." Deng Jun nodded: "That's a fucking pity."

"What's going on?" Wu Manfu asked.

"I originally planned to take advantage of Yang Cheng's opportunity to raise the butcher's knife to find a way to get rid of Ma's dick." Deng Jun said in a low voice: "Songjiang Station is also the key. If I can borrow the knife to get rid of Ma's second son, Second brother, then...then I will mention it to you at the critical moment. The vacancy at Songjiang Station will probably be taken over by our people."

Wu Manfu blinked: "No way?! Zhang Jiang will be the leader of the Military Supervision Bureau in the future. Can he give you so many positions?"

"I tested Commander He's tone that day, and I could feel that he valued me very much." Deng Jun said extremely treacherously: "Think about it, if the Wu family falls, in less than two years, the Military Supervision Bureau will be the leader. If the department becomes dominant, it may repeat the same mistakes as now. Therefore, Commander He will not necessarily praise Zhang Jiang to the sky after using up Zhang Jiang. Instead, he will give me more resources to help the Military Supervision Bureau form an internal balance. Do you understand the situation?"

"Old Deng, Old Deng, you are really smart, and you are born to be in the political circle." Wu Manfu looked at the other party in surprise.

"Haha, I am valuable to Commander He, so I think he can give me the location of Songjiang Station." Deng Jun took a sip of his drink and said with some annoyance: "But there is someone like Ma Lao Er who can stop me. Dao, I think it’s still a little difficult to accomplish this.”

"Ma Lao Er will leave sooner or later," Wu Manfu reminded: "Everyone in the industry knows this."

"When he leaves, the internal fight in the Military Supervision Bureau will definitely be settled." Deng Jun waved his hand and said: "At that time, if I mention the Songjiang Station again, Zhang Jiang will definitely interfere with it, and the opportunity will be gone. exists.”

"What do you mean?"

"It's best to fucking kill Ma Laoer during the fight between Zhang Jiang and the Wu family, and use Yang Cheng's hand. This is the most ideal." Deng Jun's eyes were extremely sinister.

"Killing Ma Lao Er may cause big problems." Wu Manfu reminded: "He is one of Qin Yu's brothers and is very influential in Sichuan."

"You don't have to let him die, just get rid of him." Deng Jun licked his lips: "I have to think about this matter."

"Okay, if you can find me useful, just talk."

"No problem, brother!"

After the two of them finished chatting awkwardly, they walked out of the box together and went to the dressing room to change their clothes.

Wu Manfu sent Deng Jun all the way to the club hall, and then said softly: "Then you will meet Yang Cheng tomorrow?"

"The matter has been settled. There is no rush to meet him." Deng Jun waved his hand: "Let's talk about it someday."

"Okay, then before you see him, give me a call."

"Okay, I'll go back and think about it, and I'll call you then."

"good."

"gone."

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Deng Jun walked out of the club hall with his four entourage.

In the dark alley across the street, a middle-aged man in a jacket yawned and took out his mobile phone.

Tens of seconds later, the call was connected, and Ye Lin's voice rang: "Hello?"

"I saw him." The middle-aged man sniffed.

"Be ruthless, be fast, be clean." Ye Lin said lightly.

"Got it." The middle-aged man sneezed twice.

"What's wrong with you, Brother Zhang?" Ye Lin asked.

"Damn, I have a cold." Brother Zhang wiped his nose and replied softly: "I understand the matter, that's it."

"Yes." Ye Lin hung up the phone, stood at the window with her shoulders in her arms, and waited quietly.

In the alley.

Brother Zhang lowered his head, put on his bandit hat, and walked out alone carrying a large-caliber spray gun.

At the main entrance of the club, Deng Jun was walking towards the car under the protection of his entourage.

Brother Zhang stepped to the middle of the road and waved his hand to the left.

"Bang, bang, bang...!"

Eight people rushed out of two cars not far to the left, all with their faces covered.

On the opposite side of the road, Deng Jun was about to bend down to get into the car when he was suddenly stopped by his entourage.

"What's wrong?" Deng Jun turned around.

The entourage looked at the center of the road and quickly took two steps back: "No...not good, Station Commander Deng, go back quickly!"

"Hooraa!"

The nine people on the street started running at almost the same time and rushed over at extremely fast speeds.

The four military intelligence officers immediately took out their guns and pulled Deng Jun away to run back.

"Kang Kang!"

Two gunshots rang out from the left. A masked man, holding a rifle, directly knocked down one of the other men.

"Wu Manfu, save me!!!"

Deng Jun was so frightened that he turned around and ran back.