District 9

The Third Young Master sat in the car, thought about it for a long time and said: "...Dad, you must not go back to Songjiang. I will take care of the rest for you."

"I want you to leave immediately," Lao Xu's voice was extremely serious: "Leave now!"

"Dad, I can't clean it anymore." The third young master clenched his fists and said, "You have protected me all your life. Now that you are old, it is my turn to protect you."

Lao Xu was stunned when he heard the sound.

"Don't come back, or you'll be beaten to pieces." The third young master said this and hung up the phone.

inside the car.

The driver looked at the third young master in astonishment and asked, "I... what's our next step?"

"You go to the club to pay 30,000 yuan, and then leave immediately." The third young master reached out to open the glove box, took out two brand-new phones from it, and said very calmly: "If you are caught, you can tell me , so you won’t be sentenced for long.”

The driver was stunned for a long time: "I'll take you out and that's it. I'm not afraid."

The third young master picked up his things, reached out and patted the driver on the shoulder: "I've troubled you these past two years."

After saying that, the third young master decisively walked away.

The driver looked at his back blankly, and he couldn't understand why the young master who was so famous a month ago was in such a mess in such a short period of time.

…

Late at night, around eight o'clock.

The third young master changed his clothes in a private apartment, took a gun, and directly dialed the number of the Director of the Civil Aviation Administration, Guo Yantao.

"Hello?"

"...Can't you cover it up?" Guo Yantao asked with a very tired look.

"Jiangbian, just come by yourself."

"People from the Independent Commission Against Corruption have been squatting on me downstairs for several days. I am being targeted." Guo Yantao reminded me.

"You find a way to get rid of them, don't make excuses." After finishing speaking, the third young master hung up the phone.

…

Dirt Street.

Liu Zishu, who had also not rested for several days, called all the die-hard brothers around Xu Yang and held a very brief meeting.

"Let's enter Kaiyuan. Zhang Liang and the Japanese will divide the area south of the Yangtze River." Liu Zishu said succinctly: "Our boss has instructions to only occupy the land and not hurt anyone. But if the other party is too stupid, then we still have to deal with it."

"clear!"

"safe!"

"...!"

Everyone nodded after hearing this.

"The meeting is over, let's all work, hurry up." Liu Zishu clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

At the same time, in Jiangnan District, a large number of Zhang Liang and the Japanese's cadres drove their vans directly to the gate of the community, hung a "low price promotion" sign, and began to sell medicine openly.

What is incredible is that Jiangnan District did not react at all to this almost provocative sales. The patrol police even took the initiative to avoid the area where Zhang Liang and others were selling drugs.

Another half hour.

Yuan Ke's nominal trading company was completely devastated. Many core personnel don't know how to deal with this kind of "clearly grabbing the market" behavior, and they can't contact the chief housekeeper Xiao Jiu or Yuan Ke in the prison.

The two or three leading people immediately dialed the Bai family's phone number, but the other party didn't care about the matter at all and just let them handle it themselves. The relationship with the superintendent seemed to have disappeared overnight, and no one answered the phone.

In the end, he was forced to have no choice but to lead two cars of people to a fork in the road outside a community in Jiangnan District and found Zhang Liang who was eating at a roadside stall with others.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Jiu's brother asked with a frown: "Isn't it a bit over the line to sell goods here?"

Zhang Liang turned his head and glanced at the other party, and asked nonchalantly: "You drew the line, are you an urban builder?"

"Are you trying to cause some friction?!" Xiao Jiu's brother replied with a sullen face.

"I'm causing friction," Zhang Liang frowned and scolded: "Are you worthy?! You are in your thirties, why are you still acting like a fool? Can't you tell when the weather in Songjiang has changed?"

Xiao Jiu's brother clenched his fists and finally did not dare to pull out the small gun on his waist.

"You go back and call Yuan Ke in prison," Zhang Liang said while eating snacks, his mouth full of oil: "Tell him that within three days, your people will get out of Jiangnan. From now on, whenever I see one of you If you dare to sell medicine on the ground, I will work with the Japanese to kill you."

"Okay, you're awesome!" Xiao Jiu's brother didn't dare to get into trouble with Zhang Liang at the moment, because the real person in charge was fucking unreachable now, so he could only grit his teeth and reply, turned around and left. .

"Wait a minute." Zhang Liang shouted.

"how?"

"Oh, by the way, if your goods can't be exported, you can sell them to me. I'll pay you one hundred yuan per box," Zhang Liang said with a smile.

Xiao Jiu's brother looked at Zhang Liang coldly and turned to leave.

Zhang Liang stood on the side of the road, threw the disposable dishes and chopsticks into the trash can, and said to the brother next to him with a slight pretentiousness: "In politics, I can be said to be very proficient."

"Haha!" A strong man next to him smiled and replied: "You can really brag, but they didn't respond, which is quite surprising."

"There is a JB reaction." Zhang Liang said loudly: "I bet you that Yuan Ke will die in it within a month. Do you believe it?!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this and fell silent.

"In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent." Zhang Liang recited a poem in a romantic tone. At this moment, he stood in the ice and snow, looking like the most educated man in Songjiang.

…

Songjiang, the frozen riverside.

The Third Young Master turned to look at Guo Yantao: "...My wanted order will be issued tomorrow at the latest."

"Can it be that fast?" Guo Yantao asked with a frown, holding the railing with both hands.

"It won't be Qin Yu or Wu Di who kills me, but those who were my best friends." The third young master lowered his head and said in a mocking tone.

…

The Independent Commission Against Corruption's segregated detention room.

Lao Wang was lying on the single bed with empty eyes.

Just half an hour ago, a friend brought him in from outside and told him everything that happened outside.

Director Wang thought for a long time, and after hesitating for a long time, he changed from a complicated heart to a clear purpose.

He stood up slowly, lowered his head, picked up the water glass, took a sip, and suddenly shouted: "I want to see the leader of the task force."

A few minutes later, a young man wearing an ICAC uniform walked over and asked, "What are you shouting for?"

"I want to see the team leader."

"What's the reason?" the young man asked.

"I want to drop the case, I want to return to the embrace of the organization, admit my mistakes..." Director Wang said with a self-deprecating smile.

"Your nose is really good!" The young man rolled his eyes, turned to the person next to him and ordered: "Go and call the team leader."

Twenty minutes later, Director Wang was brought into the interrogation room and said calmly: "You can ask, I will cooperate fully."

"There's no need to talk about the two Charlie's Angels. Let's talk about you and the mistress." The team leader drank tea and said lightly.

"Xiao San is a master at engaging in corruption. My iron will has been completely destroyed by him..." Lao Wang was very cooperative and without hesitation put the whole matter on the Third Young Master.

…

at the same time.

Liu Zishu and others marched to Kaiyuan District, and hundreds of people went to various entertainment venues owned by Liu Zhixiong to start "gatherings."