Chapter 237

The tripartite confrontation in city B has lasted for decades and has a deep foundation. Why did you think that it would be broken by the night gang and defeated like a mountain.

During the rectification period, due to the intervention of one night and one day, it was very experienced and rapid from taking over to starting, and basically did not give the original management of Qinglong gang and Jiaolong Gang the opportunity to intervene. The night Gang seems to want to develop here as a base camp, so recently there have been a lot of staff. Originally, some street gangsters have become the owners of a bar street. Under the banner of the night Gang, they suppress the recruitment and security personnel, making them miserable.

Therefore, when I heard about the recruitment of management, the veterans who are unwilling to succumb to others have come forward to strive for opportunities. However, at present, they are somewhat discouraged by a wave of cynicism from the young people.

"Hey, don't think about it. Lao Zhao, if it's really the Ming Lord, we won't bury us. If it's not, we'll find another job and want to be open." Yue Chengzhi, the former Qinglong sect leader, patted the shoulder of the middle-aged man in front of us, and said with emotion.

Zhao Yin, the former third in command of the Jiaolong Gang, pulled the corners of her mouth. Her gentle face mocked: "the tree is a dead man. Just this time, I also want to know what the master of the night Gang thinks."

In fact, they don't have deep hatred. In the past, different camps had to be opposed. Now the boss is gone, and he has no scruples when he comes down privately. On the contrary, because of the same fate, the friendship between the two groups of veterans has become deeper and deeper.

This time, the two of them were sent to explore the wind direction. They knew a lot whether the night Gang, which was in full swing, could develop steadily and whether it was worth their stay.

Although the young man kept talking nonsense, the others were over the age of impulse. When someone called, everyone rushed in silently, ignoring the prickles behind them.

"Bah, what's wrong? I'll see how humiliating you are later." seeing this, the young man spit angrily on the ground, and his eyes stared at Yue Chengzhi and Zhao Yin.

He is in charge of the site in the eastern district recently. The business between Yue Chengzhi and Zhao Yin must go through his hands. Several times ago, the two sides had trouble with each other because of the success of the draw.

Now Yue Chengzhi and Zhao Yin want to be management. It is clear that they want to climb on his head.

He will never allow this to happen.

When the bar was closed, the headlights were as bright as day. As soon as the crowd crowded in, you could clearly see several people sitting on the high chairs of the semi-circular bar. In the middle was a 17-year-old boy with a lollipop in his mouth. There were two fat and thin middle-aged people on the left and right. A thin shadow could be seen in the shadow of the corner.

"Brother, it turns out that the rumors are true. Our young master is really young. I heard that he is still a student. The fat man on the left should be Fang Kong, the boss all night. The thin man on the right is Lao Hei, the acting guild leader. What a big formation." the little brother was so excited that his voice trembled and couldn't help bending down in the direction of the young man to show his respect.

"Nonsense, it's a big deal to choose the management. The little Lord came by himself, and it's impossible to turn his elbow out and let people go through the back door." the young man said, recklessly sprayed a cigarette on the side and directly sprayed it on Zhao Yin's face.

Finally, seeing the other party frowning and holding back his hair, the young man laughed arrogantly again.

"All right, be quiet." the bar shouted. The old blackboard glanced at the audience with a face. The scar on his face looked a bit frightening, "We have selected two rounds in other districts before. I believe you have understood the rules. At present, night gangs and night gangs have to expand their territory, and there is a lack of senior managers in the district. Therefore, whoever wants to do great things with us can stand up and compete regardless of his origin."

Lao Hei is a rough man and can't speak good scenes, but Jianghu people don't like surface Kung Fu. The simple and rough style is easier to accept.

Song ruye, the master, looked at Wu's vast people and felt that he should express it, so he smiled and said, "you can play at will. You're all your brothers. You're welcome."

Although the young man was fooling around, the brilliant deeds of Qinglong and Jiaolong gang were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Everyone dared not neglect them, and calmly and forcefully responded in unison, "yes!"

Song ruye was startled by the sound. He sat in a chair and was embarrassed. He glanced back. Seeing that the people in the corner really didn't come forward, he couldn't help but want to flat his mouth.

"Young master, I'm Zhang Lin. I used to manage a bar street in city A. We've met several times. This is my plan. It's written about the future expansion route of the night gang. I hope it can be used." the selection site soon stood up. The first brother who ate crabs was full of spirit and smart. He made friends first as soon as he came up.

"Ha ha, I've seen you. I didn't expect you to be in city B." song ruye greeted warmly while taking over the folder. Looking down at the dense rules on the document, he couldn't help sighing: "I remember you just graduated from primary school. Your literary talent is really good. I'll take it. I'll talk about the details."

"OK, OK, thank you, young Lord." Zhang Linmei smiled and felt that he had been half successful, and his head was raised a bit.

The young man below sneered, "Oh, Zhang Lin, his name is written like a dog. He still has a planning book. He must have asked someone to write it on his behalf. He will play tricks. Sure enough, he is still popular. Look how enthusiastic we are. Now some people should see the facts and less daydreaming."

The latter sentence was obviously directed at the two people next to him.

"Shit, bullying people is too much." Yue Chengzhi endured it again and again. He finally couldn't bear it. His big fist was clenched to death. The tiger's eyes were wide open. He couldn't hold back a big step any longer, so he stepped out. "I'd like to see how the night Gang is cronyist."

With that, Zhao Yin, who was not stopped by him, rushed forward with him.

"Hmm? You are..." song ruye raised his eyes and saw two middle-aged uncles coming out with their sleeves. Because he had been bending his mouth for a long time, he had a misunderstanding and coughed awkwardly.

Yue Chengzhi mistakenly thought it was the cold treatment of the youth. He grinned and said, "my name is Yue Chengzhi, 39 years old, a retired veteran. I am mainly responsible for the recruitment and training of personnel, and I can use all kinds of guns. I can't write a plan book, and I haven't met young master song."

The last sentence is completely against Zhang Lin in front.

The man with blood on his hand has a bad spirit, and his anger is even more terrible. Song ruye is inexplicably unable to resist for a moment. Just about to speak, he was stopped behind him by Lao Hei. "This brother doesn't seem to be applying for a job, but coming to fight."