Farmers in the courtyard

The reason for this judgment was the undisguised hatred in the visitor's eyes.

Wang Zhendong was not sure that this person was Huang En. He couldn't say that he must be Huang En just by giving his name.

There is also the feeling that Wang Zhendong does not think that a person like Huang Laohu can be so restless.

"Are you Wang Zhendong?" The visitor did not close the door casually. The waiter helped to close the room door. He looked at Wang Zhendong and asked directly.

Wang Zhendong didn't seem to take Wang Zhendong seriously. Wang Zhendong looked at this person with curious eyes. He didn't know where this guy got the confidence to talk to him like this.

Right here in Xiangjiang, who knows his name, who dares to talk to him like this?

"You are not a yellow tiger. Tell me who you are and what you want from me."

Wang Zhendong said with a smile while lighting a cigarette.

The visitor sat down on the sofa opposite Wang Zhendong, looked at Wang Zhendong nonchalantly, and then said with the same smile: "Yes, I am not Huang Huhu, but I was sent by him, this is for you, three o'clock in the afternoon, Kowloon warehouse pier.

Big brother from Xin Ngee Ann, I want to put on a show and ask you for an explanation..."

The visitor threw out a piece of paper with some words written on it, which seemed to be a letter of challenge, inviting Wang Zhendong to a duel.

Wang Zhendong did not look at the paper on the coffee table, but said calmly: "I picked the th K on my own. Do you think it is harder than Hong Han's fate?"

"Follow the rules, don't use firearms, just set up the scene according to the rules. If you can defeat us, the feud between Xin Ngong An and you will be wiped out.

Otherwise, you won't be able to live in peace. We have thousands of brothers. Do you think you can kill them all with the surname Wang?

In fact, Boss Lin also said that you were right to fight back, but it was a bit too much.

Therefore, big brothers also need to save face, and we can’t just give up. Regardless of whether we win or lose, we can all have a decent face..."

The young man talked a lot, seemed to teach Wang Zhendong some rules, and was quite rude to Wang Zhendong, but Wang Zhendong was very calm.

He's just a young guy, there's no need to care.

"Are there any witnesses? How many people can I bring?"

Wang Zhendong was averse to putting on a show, and he knew what was going on. He had been asked to fight before, and he even stabbed one and injured seven.

Unexpectedly, the community in Xiangjiang also adopted this method to deal with problems.

In the previous fight against Fourteen K, he had come to the door and there was no audience, but this kind of fight was different. Both sides called people to start a fight, and maybe there were big bosses to witness it.

As for rules and so on, Wang Zhendong doesn't understand, and he doesn't need to understand.

"The witnesses are big figures in various societies. You can also bring all your hands. How to fight when the time comes will follow the rules..."

When Wang Zhendong heard what the young man said, he suddenly felt a sense of vigilance in his heart and felt a sense of conspiracy.

He felt that this should be a trap and wanted to surround him and his men.

It seems that Lei Luo's contact was rejected by the club bosses. It is probably because he was unwilling to stay at the Peninsula Hotel, which made the club bosses also feel insecure.

It may also be that Qian Laoer and the others killed many people last night, which completely angered the entire club circle.

That's fine, then go over and have a look this afternoon, and it will be served in one pot, which will save you trouble.

As for following the rules and following the rules of the world, Wang Zhendong would not be so stupid. According to the rules, he deserved to be tricked to death.

Stability never relies on rules, but on strong strength.

If he led his men to start a fight with others stupidly, and then were shot to death randomly, who would praise him for following the rules?

No, people will just call him Shabi.

Just like at the entrance of the th K main hall.

The winner is a prince, the loser is a bandit, and the one who strikes first is the strong one.

"Okay, I will go over at three o'clock in the afternoon. I also hope to reconcile with all parties. I always kill those who kill and affect those who make money."

Wang Zhendong smiled and said to the young man. Hearing this, the young man smiled disdainfully, got up and left.

Wang Zhendong was speechless for such a stupid young bastard, but there were many people in the club who refused to accept anyone.

After people left the room, Wang Zhendong picked up the paper on the coffee table and looked at it.

Sure enough, it was a letter of war, written clearly and clearly, regarding this rule and that rule. It seems that the Four Tigers of Xin Ngee Ann are people who follow the rules of the world.

I also want to use the rules of the world to resolve the hatred between the two parties with Wang Zhendong.

Wang Zhendong sneered, what about the rules of shit, fooling a three-year-old child?

I originally planned to wait a few days to get together with the big guys from all parties in the society, and then take the opportunity to solve some hidden dangers, but now they can't wait any longer and take the initiative to jump out, so that's fine.

Immediately in his mind, he made some arrangements for Qian Lao Er, Zhao Duoli and the others.

Then, he looked at the time and saw that it was still early. He continued to drink tea and wait.

I was thinking that the conflict with the club should be over, and I hoped that today I could settle the matter in a battle and completely resolve the trouble.

Although he thinks so in his heart, Wang Zhendong actually knows that trouble is often endless.

In society, there are many things that cannot be done absolutely, and we can only do our best.

I don't know how long it took, but the phone in the room rang again. This time it was Lei Luo. He already knew about the three o'clock fight in the afternoon.

"This time, the big bosses from Hutchison, Hongmen, and Sanhe are here. It is not to make peace, but to use the opportunity of witnessing to Xin Ngee Ann to discuss an explanation with you.

Your people killed some of their important people last night, which kind of pushed them into a panic, so you have to be careful.

This time the police station has been informed by the superiors that from afternoon to evening, there will not be a uniformed policeman in the Wharf Pier area..."

"I understand. When this is over, I'll treat you to tea."

Wang Zhendong listened to what Lei Luo said and confirmed his guess. Sure enough, the people in the society were forced by him to join forces to deal with him.

And it seems that the connections at the top have been used. It seems that these old-established societies cannot be underestimated. They have a very deep foundation.

But these people are a bit old-fashioned. Do they think that just the rules of the world can make them fall into the trap obediently?

Isn’t it funny!

He is not a member of the gang, nor is he a person of this era. He will follow the rules of the world.

Or do these people think he is just like them when they first entered Xiangjiang from the mainland?

Will you definitely enter this circle according to the rules?

Old antique, old-fashioned, don't blame me for not following the rules!

On the phone, Lei Luo smiled and said: "When you hear your tone being so calm and you want to invite me to tea, I know you are already confident. Okay, I won't say more."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhendong also stood up and prepared to leave.

After leaving the Peninsula Hotel, he did not drive, but called a rickshaw to take him to the Wharf Pier.

This is also because he is worried that if he drives away in the melee, the car will be driven away by the gangsters. Since he has arranged a fight, there must be someone watching him outside the Peninsula Hotel.

Sure enough, just as Wang Zhendong got on the rickshaw, a car started slowly and followed the rickshaw.

Not long after, the rickshaw arrived near the pier. Wang Zhendong got out of the rickshaw, paid the fare, and walked slowly towards the pier.

The wharf here is not comparable to that of Tsuen Wan. The goods are piled up like mountains, there are many freighters moored, and there are many coolie porters on the wharf.

These coolies who carry bags actually belong to various societies, and many societies also control these workers on the docks.

Exploiting the hard-earned money of coolies.

The society divides the territory of each dock, and then if the coolies want to work, they have to pay them a share.

Otherwise, there will be no room for barging.

The lower class people are in a place, the more societies there are, because societies are there to exploit ordinary people. They don't dare to offend the really rich people and foreigners.

After Wang Zhendong arrived, he saw from a distance that the stupid young man who had gone to his room before was walking towards him with an evil smile.

When he got closer, the gangster looked behind Wang Zhendong, as if he was wondering why Wang Zhendong came alone, without his men.

"Are you so courageous that you dare to come here alone, or are your brothers all lying in wait?"

The gangster said with a contemptuous smile, but Wang Zhendong smiled lightly, "Stop talking nonsense, take me to meet your big brother. You, a little guy, should learn to talk less, otherwise you will not live long..."

"Who are you calling a bastard? I'm in charge of a neighborhood..."

(The Xiangjiang chapter is coming to an end and is about to enter a difficult three-year period. The protagonist will also have violent ups and downs, so book friends should be mentally prepared)