Super Soldier King Chapter 2973: successor


"What?"

Jerry suddenly stood up from his chair, his face changed greatly, and the cold light made the younger brother who was reporting the news scared and pale, and bowed his head to speak.

"Go, let's go and see!" Jerry quickly walked downstairs and quickly came to the door of the clubhouse. There were two black vans parked here. The door was pulled open. A **** smell lingered in the air with the breeze.

When Jerry saw this scene, his eyes were about to stare out, and the endless anger and anger made the little brothers around him dare not show up.

"Lasi..." Jerry looked at the corpses in the car in disbelief, all of whom were white gang members, and all died tragically.

"Boss, in addition to the body of our brother, we also found a piece of paper." Despite a guilty conscience, a man walked over with a piece of paper.

There is not much on the paper: Jerry, today’s hatred, I Ye Zhengrong wrote it down. These are counted as interest and will be doubled in the future.

"Fak Squid..." Jerry roared angrily, tearing the paper in his hands to pieces, feeling ashamed and humiliated like never before.

"Ye Zhengrong, the Chinese help, I will never destroy you, I swear not to be a man!" Jerry's face turned purple, and a rich murderous opportunity emerged from his body, which scared all the brothers around him.

"Where are the people driving? Did you catch it?" Jerry looked around and questioned angrily.

"Run, ran..." said one younger brother.

"Boom!"

Jerry kicked out to the younger brother who was responding. The man was kicked and flew out, and fell a few meters away. As a coma, life and death was unknown.

"Waste, all **** is a bunch of waste. Check it out with me to find out what's going on. Who killed Lasi!" Jerry growled.

"Call me all the bosses and let them come to see me right away. This Ye Zhengrong is too deceiving." Jerry has never been so humiliated, and immediately swore, this hatred, he must report it, this The shame must also be doubled back to Ye Zhengrong.

In another place, the Blue Moon Club, Ye Zhengrong and Ye Qian sat face to face, with two wine glasses on the table and a bottle of valuable red wine.

Ye Zhengrong opened the red wine and poured a glass for himself and Ye Qian.

"Boss, Dr. Zhang said, you can't get drunk!" Luo Tong immediately reminded Ye Zhengrong to drink.

"No hindrance, my body is the one I know best. I am very happy today. I must have a drink with Ye Qian brother to be happy!" Ye Zhengrong refused Luo Tong's kindness and insisted on picking up the glass. He smiled at Ye Qian.

Luo Tong hesitated for a while and finally stepped aside. He knew Ye Zhengrong’s thoughts. For Ye Zhengrong, the most important thing now is to find a suitable successor. This has always been Ye Zhengrong's concern.

Since Ye Zhengrong had known Ye Qian, this thought was slowly solved. Because of Ye Qian's performance all the time, everything was very appreciated by Ye Zhengrong. Especially this time, Ye Zhengrong was greatly surprised.

Luo Tong already knows that in Ye Zhengrong's heart, he has completely regarded Ye Qian as his successor. This is also the reason why Ye Zhengrong found Ye Qian in the Blue Moon Club. Ye Zhengrong is preparing to tell Ye Qian to succeed.

"Brother, your performance today really surprised my elder brother. Unexpectedly, you are alone, and you will slap all the white gangs of Lasi and others. Your ability is greater than I thought, I At first, I didn't misunderstand you." Ye Zhengrong said this completely from the heart.

Because Ye Zhengrong is so highly rated, there is no second in the entire Chinese Gang. Because Ye Zhengrong is an amazing formidable person, he can make him feel inferior, let alone the Chinese Gang, the entire Duolun city, Ye Zhengrong has never served anyone.

Only, Ye Zhengrong is truly convinced by Ye Qian. Whether it is in strategy, courage, talent, or skill, Ye Zhengrong is convinced. Of course, the most important thing is that Ye Zhengrong saw from Ye Qian the same kind of brotherly love that is extremely rare.

"Brother, I'll take your heart. I also understand your feelings. Thank you, brother, for today's things." Ye Qian can feel Ye Zhengrong's sincerity to himself, and he is also moved. Endlessly, brothers and friends like Ye Zhengrong, Ye Qian feel that it will be a lifetime treasure and a brother worthy of cherishing all their lives.

Ye Zhengrong knows what Ye Qian said about thank you, that is, he came forward to discuss a fair thing for the brothers who died on Sanjiang Road Bar Street.

"These are what I should do. Li Hong is deserving of his sins. It is not a pity for such a person to die." Ye Zhengrong regretted not that Li Hong died, but that Li Hong died and could not be replaced. So many innocent brothers died.

"Come on, let's have a drink with our brothers. It's a celebration of your superiority, and it's also a pleasure for the brothers of Sanjiang Road Bar Street to follow you like a big brother." Ye Zhengrong said, handing the cup to on time .

Ye Qian is not hesitant, knowing some things, drinking these things, is the best expression of witnessing brotherhood.

The two clink glasses and drink one at a time.

The two smiled at each other, and suddenly felt that their hearts had never been close, as if the hearts of the two had become connected by the glass of wine just now.

Immediately, Ye Zhengrong will fill himself with wine again. It seems that the glass of wine just now is far from full of fun. Drinking, drinking alone, it is drinking booze. Two people drink, and if they both have their own ambitions, they are only entertaining.

Only when the two of them cherish each other and know each other's confidantes, will it be reflected, the mood of drinking every confidant with a thousand cups!

Ye Qian also feels that it is far from drinking enough, too little. But Ye Qian understands Ye Zhengrong's body better, and drinking alcohol is a chronic form of suicide for him.

"Brother, is a confidant, and we all share the same heart without drinking. We are all Chinese. Since ancient times, Chinese has used the words of tea friends. We might as well, let’s just be elegant and serve the antiques as friends?" Ye Qian looked at Ye Zhengrong with a smile.

Although Luo Tong has not spoken on the side, when he heard the words Ye Qian, he was touched for a while, and said in secret: "Is this a confidant?"

Ye Zhengrong looked at the sincerity of Ye Qian's face, and immediately smiled and said: "That's good, let's be elegant again! I really have a lot of good tea here. I usually don't want to drink it now. , And brother, you can taste our China tea rhyme."

Tea making is a delicate kung fu job, especially the better the tea, the more exquisite and impatient. Therefore, the old saying of China has a cloud: the tea ceremony nourishes people and nourishes.

"Presumably my brother knows my body too. I'm afraid that time is running out. I don't know when, I will say goodbye to this world." Ye Zhengrong said that there was some helplessness and some unwillingness.

Ye Zhengrong is a legend in Chinatown. Everyone who hears the name Ye Zhengrong will give a subconscious thumbs up and sigh that this is a real formidable person.

But the destiny " ", no one knows what she is thinking, no matter how beautiful the person is, once the destiny " " is about to be killed, then no matter how powerful the formidable person is, only Tian Tianchang sighs heavenly envy.

"Brother, maybe, things are not as bad as we thought!" Although Ye Qian is not very proficient in medicine, Ye Zhengrong's body also sensed signs of vital decline.

But people are always selfish. For things that you do not want to see or accept, you will always subconsciously think about the good and comfort yourself.

"Big Brother's body knows better than anyone else. These days, I think I understand it, life and death is a life." Ye Zhengrong said with a wry smile, drinking a cup of tea in front of him, completely There is no interest in tasting tea.

"It's just that my elder brother has something in my heart. If he can't, he can't even look away even if he is dead." Ye Zhengrong looked at Ye Qian.

Ye Qian looked, and said: "Big Brother, as long as the younger brother can do it, he will never say goodbye!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Ye Zhengrong's eyes flashed a hint of fine mans, he was waiting for this sentence of Ye Qian.

Ye Zhengrong has worked hard for most of his life. Today's foundation is hard to come by, but it is a pity to give up. More importantly, the current situation of the Chinese gang, once he Ye Zhengrong falls, then the Chinese gang will be dangerous, then only fear that no other people's occupation is needed, just civil strife is enough to push the Chinese gang to destruction. edge.

So, this is the real reason why Ye Zhengrong has been looking for a suitable successor. Ye Zhengrong is a person who values ​​love and kindness, and the Chinese gang is almost regarded by Ye Zhengrong as his home. He is absolutely unwilling to see the day when the Chinese gang falls. , Then our Chinese help the existing balance will be broken. At that time, the ambitious Han Dong and the rebellious Qiu Hanjiang would never recognize Hua Hansheng as a gang leader. When the time comes, no other people are required to hit our Chinese gang. Our Chinese gang's civil strife is enough to push the Chinese gang to the brink of extinction. "Ye Zhengrong said in a meaningful way, this is also the embarrassing situation that the Chinese people who can see clearly can help the existing.

"So, this has always been the biggest worry for me. To maintain this three-way balance, there must be someone who can take my place and shock Han Dong and Qiu Hanjiang." Ye Zhengrong With Ye Qian, his eyes were full of appreciation.

"And you, brother, is the person I have been looking for the most for the longest time. I hope you can take my place after my death. I believe that you can not only maintain the current situation, but even lead We Chinese help to a higher level!" Ye Zhengrong looked at Ye Qian irresponsibly, full of trust in Ye Qian.

Ye Qian's face changed when he heard Ye Zhengrong's words. Although Ye Qian had already guessed it, when Ye Zhengrong said it, there were still some complex flavors in it.

"Brother, I really don't want that day!" Ye Qian groaned, frowned, and drank the cup of tea in front of him.


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