Evil Awe-Inspiring

The eighth master did not drive me back to Vancouver, but went out of the farm to drive west. I didn't ask anything anyway I was used to it.

No matter it is Yaye or his men, it seems that there is a mysterious feeling of doing things. They won't tell you how things are arranged in advance, anyway, I know that when I get there, I will always know.

After driving west for half a day, I ended up in a small town. It's close to the waterfront, and the car drives all the way to a small pier near the town.

It can be seen that this is a private marina. There are many large and small yachts moored on both sides. The guard at the door also stopped our car. He knew that Yaye ’s men had shown a pass before letting us in.

This is a small harbour. There are three or four docks. I saw that workers are repairing yachts, and some use paint for painting or maintenance.

The eighth master took me all the way to the exit of a pier, where a large white yacht was parked. The hull has two floors, but the place where the number should be painted is empty. Two yellow men are carrying a large bucket of paint to paint a pattern on the hull.

"Go up."

The eighth master simply explained it to me.

When I got on the boat and stepped into the cabin, I saw Ba Ye's face with a cold grimace. His eyes were deep and he seemed to be thinking about a difficult problem. But when he saw me coming in, Yaye still smiled slightly, then raised his head, looked at me, his expression on his face was still the same, his tone was calm and soothing: "Chen Yang, are you back?"

"Ok."

I put down my bag and stood in front of Yaye.

"sit down."

I noticed that there were several cups on the table in the cabin, and each cup had residual tea, and even two cups of tea did not move a drop. Apparently, just before I came here, Yaye had a lot of guests.

The eighth master then fiddled with the tea set in front of him. It was a very high-end kung fu tea set. His movements were like flowing water, washing a cup of tea, and the expression on his face didn't show any sadness or joy. The water is not shocked. Finally gave me a small tea cup.

I took it with both hands and took a sip.

"How?" He glanced at me.

"Ah, very good."

"Can you drink it?"

"I can't drink it." I smiled, and my expression was calm: "To be honest, I know almost nothing about these tea ceremonies, I can't tell the quality of the tea, and I don't know how to drink tea ... But, Yapa, you The tea you use is definitely a good thing, and the thing you use is definitely not bad. "

Eighth Lord smiled, he narrowed his eyes and looked at me: "You are honest."

"Not honest." I said lightly: "I can also tell lies-there are many people in the world who don't tell lies. It's just that I don't think it's necessary to lie."

"You are a very good young man." Yaye smiled. "I and the old cat Lao Kong talked on the phone. Just before you came, they all said you were good."

I didn't say a word, and the expression on my face didn't show much.

Yaye sighed longly: "You are right. No one in this world will ever lie. In fact ... tell you a little secret ..."

His hand swiped over the tea set in front of him, and laughed: "This tea set is a high-end product, worth tens of thousands of yuan, and it is still from the hands of a famous artist! This pot of tea, more than 1,600 yuan or two ... It ’s expensive, and naturally it ’s a good thing. But let ’s be honest ... I ’m the same as you. You ca n’t even tell how good this one-hundred-and-six thousand or two tea leaves is ... ”he Unsmiling: "In fact, in my mouth, this thing is not much different from the large bowl of herbal tea that I drank in the army."

We glanced at each other and both laughed.

"The tea ceremony symbolizes status, and where I am now, I have to do something that fits my status. So, I have to put on this spectrum. I have to put on a full set of postures like this. Even I still Learned from the tea ceremony experts the necessary procedures for kung fu tea ... and it's all because of need! "

I heard Ba Ye's words seem to have a deep meaning, but he didn't say it, and I didn't understand what he meant. Can only remain silent.

"Chen Yang, in recent years, I have rarely seen a young man that I admire. I can tell you very clearly that you are one of them! The fat man sent you me, I am very happy. As for your Choose, I do n’t want to say anything. In short, you choose to do this, you choose to do something big with us, then everything must follow the rules of this circle! "

"I know."

"You are from the fat man, and I admire you very much. You also saved Lao Qi once. According to the truth, I should take care of you. But this circle naturally has the rules of this circle, so I must treat you first. Explain! "

"Baye, tell me."

"Okay." He converged the smile on his face, and his expression became serious: "You should understand that we are an organization! We have a part of the power in the Chinese community in Canada. At the same time, what I must tell you is ... we are black! "

"I know."

Ba Ye quickly glanced at me: "Lao Qi and I are just members of this organization, or we are just the person in charge of the area here in Vancouver. But the difference is that Lao Qi has washed his hands in a golden basin, so I chose He basically does not ask questions about the organization. I can ask you to come directly to do things with me. But I said, we have our rules ... And, rules are rules! No one can destroy! Even myself! So although I admire you, and despite the love of Fang Fatty, I cannot directly allow you to enter our organization! "

I still didn't speak, looking at Ye Ye, waiting quietly for his following.

There was a hint of satisfaction in Yaye's eyes, and he seemed to appreciate my patience.

"To enter this circle, you must first do something to convince the brothers in the organization!" Yaye narrowed his eyes and slowly said: "In the Marsh Story, Lin Chongxue went to Liangshan at night, you have seen it. What? "

"Seen."

"Leopard head." Eighth Lord seemed to sigh. Then slowly pulled out a pipe from her arms, knocked twice on the table, added tobacco shreds, and gently spit out the cigarette. Then he looked at me with deep meaning: "The head of the 800,000 forbidden army! A martial art! Lin Chong's ability can be regarded as the best in Liangshan, but such a big hero must go through a hurdle before joining the gang! "

Then Yaye laughed: "Of course, you are not Lin Chong, nor am I jealous and handsome in white, Wang Lun, and our organization is not Shuibo Liangshan ... but there is one thing that is the same!"

I sighed and understood what Yeah said, and slowly said, "Certificate?"

"Yes, vote for it." Yaye quickly said: "You want to join the team. You must first make something that everyone will recognize you!"

I immediately stood up: "What should I do?"

Eighth Lord didn't talk nonsense to me anymore. He pointed his hands at the cups on the table: "Did you see this cup?"

"Ok."

"Remember the day when you first arrived, was your seventh uncle almost blocked by someone at home and done?"

"Ok."

"Our business offends those Vietnamese. Anyway, we have been playing ping pong with Vietnamese for so many years, and we don't care about one more grudge. But this thing is a little strange! I can't tell it specifically. You, I can only say that we originally did a very secret thing, the Vietnamese should not know. But they did know! And as revenge, they started against Uncle Qi! Of course for Vietnamese, we will have Ways to deal with them, but the problem now is that I need to find out who told the matter to the Vietnamese! Fortunately, in this world, the secrets are difficult to keep. I have found some eyebrows. It is local Another Chinese organization did dry land. "

"Chinese organization?" I was a little surprised.

"Yes" Yaye said lightly: "In fact, our relationship with the local traditional Chinese gangs has not been very good, but everyone has converged a lot in the past two years. After all, they are all Chinese. There is no reason to fight each other. Let the foreigner see the joke! But this time they have crossed the border! Your seventh uncle has washed his hands in a golden pot, regardless of the organization of things! The Vietnamese do n’t know our Chinese rules, and they still deal with him. I can ignore this. But those Chinese ... they are also Chinese! Our Chinese humane rules, after Jinpen washed his hands, should not be dragged into these grievances again, this reason they should understand! "There was a faint chill in Yaye's voice: "I don't care about those foreigners, and I don't care! But as a Chinese, I actually do such bad things ..."

I saw a flash of evil spirit in Yaye's eyes!

He pointed at the tea cups on the table: "I had an appointment with a few local Chinese gang leaders to chat today. Everyone made it clear from 4 to 66! I know who made it this time, and we will certainly Get back a fairness! But I hope these other people don't intervene! Unfortunately ... It seems that we haven't had much movement for too long, and now we come out and talk with them about tea (speaking numbers, black words, meaning negotiation), They seem to have forgotten the past! Hmm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Our politeness is a blessing! Today's thing is just a temptation! If that guy is just a person, I'm sure he is not so bold! But He dared to do it, I think it was a tentative test by the local Chinese gang! If we were weak, they would unite to step by step! I can see some things happening today! Huh ... "

I understand that it seems that Yaye talked to those people very speculatively before.

"Rules are rules! If someone breaks the rules, they must pay the price! Otherwise, if everyone dares to break the rules in the future, then we should not hang on!"

He slowly took out a photo from his pocket, and pushed it gently on the table.

"This man, he must die within three days. I don't care what method you use." Yaye's tone was cold like ice: "If you miss, I will send someone else to do this ... then you ... Just go and wash my car! "

After that, he glanced at me.

I didn't say a word, picked up the photo and looked at it slowly for a while, and finally just said in an understatement: "Three days, I know."