Chapter 652

"Unexpectedly, after a few years, I can see Mr. Zhou's demeanor again. Yan is so lucky..." Seeing Zhou Ye walk out of the cabin, Old Man Yan hurriedly walked a few steps forward, squeezing to the end. The vice-respectful look.

The bodyguards standing behind him, and the newcomers who had followed Old Man Yan for a few years, saw their boss salute a handsome young man so respectfully, they were all surprised to open up their admiration... appearance.

Who is their boss?It is the famous rich and wealthy in Bangkok Chinatown...It is the elder brother who speaks out in the Chinese circle, and is the big boss in Thailand's military and political circles...It is the underworld godfather who stomped and trembled throughout Bangkok.

How can he be so respectful to a young man??Are we following a fake big brother today??

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What should Zhou Ye say?I don’t like to pretend to be X too much... Generally speaking, as long as it doesn’t involve women and their own interests, they are still willing to talk about the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young...

Now that the attitude of old man Yan is so low--Zhou Ye wouldn't have to take a pole to slap others in the face, Huahua Jiaozi is raised, hello, and I am fine... "Haha... Yan Lao Sir, you are polite..."

"Hehe... Mr. Zhou is really humble, this is not the place to talk... I have prepared a banquet for Mr. Zhou to pick up the dust... Please..." Old man Yan said, bowing slightly. A gesture of please was made.

"Then I will respect my life..." Zhou Ye smiled slightly, and walked directly towards the convoy not far away... and Sayuri followed along like Zhou Ye's shadow, smiling and following her master...like a person The most competent maid is like, and even the strictest housekeeper can't fault it.

After watching Zhou Ye get into the luxurious concierge car he had prepared-Old Man Yan glanced slightly at his bodyguard, and at the same time secretly remembered the names of several bodyguards with disapproving expressions in his heart.

Old man Yan certainly knows what those guys are thinking... But does he need to explain it to them?Will he tell this group of guys... a few years ago, what was the strange situation of the first Southeast Asian Chinese United Conference??

But to his satisfaction, his nephew, Yan Feng, who he is optimistic about the next generation of successors, has always maintained a respectful attitude, without revealing the least unpleasant expression...

After sending Zhou Ye into the car, Old Man Yan immediately took his nephew and got in another car... and Da Fei took two Hong Xing agents and got in the other car.

As everyone got in the car, the convoy of more than a dozen luxury cars started slowly-leaving Bangkok Airport and drove all the way to downtown Bangkok.

When the convoy was driving on the airport expressway, the young man in the car couldn't help it finally. He curiously asked his uncle: "Uncle, what is the origin of Mr. Zhou, who is here on behalf of the Sanlian Gang Ding. Huh? You are so respectful when facing him?"

Glancing at his nephew happily, Old Man Yan said, "I thought you would hold back when you would ask..."

"Uncle...I..." Yan Feng scratched his head a little embarrassedly...

"Xiaofeng, you did a good job...I'm very satisfied!" Old man Yan smiled: "Being able to keep pace with me even when the airport is unknown, shows that you know how to think... You can wait until you get on the bus and ask again. You haven't lost the aggressiveness of young people...very good!"

Having said this, Old Man Yan patted his nephew on the shoulder and said, "Do you think it's worthless to see that I am so respectful to a young man??"

"Hmm..." Yan Feng nodded his head, you know-in Thailand, even when facing the prime minister, his uncle has never been so respectful, at most he is polite...

"The first time I saw Mr. Zhou-it was in Bangkok six years ago. At that time, Mr. Zhou was like this. It hasn't changed at all for so many years...-At that time, the first Southeast Asian Chinese Association was in Sanlian With the help of the Ding gang leader, Mr. Xu from Hongxingshe, and my old guy, I began preparations..." Old man Yan's eyes were a little hollow, as if he had returned to the first Southeast Asian Chinese Association six years ago. The scene when the meeting was held.

"Do you know... Once in Thailand, our Chinese gang was not the strongest!" Old man Yan said slowly: "Before... the biggest gang in Thailand was the gang of the old Maozi who came from Russia-they dare Dare to fight, the firearms in their hands are fierce...Moreover, they are more at buying the Thai army than us...After all, they used to do those things in their own country before."

"At that time... the life of our Chinese gangsters was not easy... A lot of the business of the court was robbed." Old man Yan sighed and said slowly: "So, at that time, I heard about the Sanlian Gang in Dawan. The leader of the Ding Gang intended to form the Southeast Asian Chinese Federation, and I just got together... At that time, I estimated that everyone was Chinese. Anyway, blood is thicker than water... I gave the money to the Sanlian Gang. It's better than giving those old guys!"

"What happened later?" Yan Feng asked hurriedly, already puffed up by his uncle's story.

"Later-later the first Southeast Asian Chinese Federation was held in Bangkok..." Old man Yan said, "After all, this is Thailand... Foreign policy is very loose... and the police here are also rubbish... With the unique geographical environment, there is no reason not to be held here!"

"But when the first Chinese Federation was held...I encountered those Russian gangsters who came to smash the scene..." Old man Yan said and sighed."At that time... I faced the big guys in Southeast Asia-I lost my old face..."

"Old Maozi over 200, with various weapons in his hand, directly surrounded our venue..." Old Man Yan said here, his words full of hatred."Those guys, the last weapon in their hands is AK... We only have a few small pistols... How to fight, use the flesh and blood of brothers to stop the eye-catching?"

"That group of guys came to demonstrate deliberately... all of them are triumphant, as if Chinatown is their place!"

"But-what does this have to do with Mr. Zhou?" Yan Feng couldn't wait."Could it be that Mr. Zhou has a good relationship with Lao Maozi?? So he came out to make peace and get old??"

"Haha..." Old man Yan gave his nephew a blank look. "At that time, Mr. Zhou came with the leader of the Ding Gang, and the leader of the Ding Gang did not introduce Mr. Zhou... So, at the beginning, we just regarded Mr. Zhou as the leader of the Ding Gang. It's just the little brother..."

"The result... When those old men surrounded the venue, the Ding gang leader said to Mr. Zhou [This is the first time I have prepared such a big event. Those disappointing guys are really disgusting, dear, why don't you care? "

"At that time-Mr. Zhou gave a helpless smile and said [Okay, well, let me care-these short-lived guys will definitely not live for three minutes...] At that time... we heard Mr. Zhou say these things, I feel a little bit dumbfounded. I just feel that this young boy is completely playing treasures. If you can curse people to death if you say two words, we will kill the grass every day. Why go out to fight for our lives... The result..."

"What happened?" Yan Feng asked hurriedly.

"As a result... At this moment, a bomb suddenly fell from the sky, and it happened to fall in the middle of the group of Lao Tzu, and the group of magnificent Lao Tzu killed more than half of them on the spot. I didn’t live for a few minutes.” When the old man Yan finished saying this, the expression on his face was unspeakable, that expression mixed with happiness and fear of unknown things, let His old face full of folds looked strange.

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Yan Feng grew up in surprise...After a while, he stammered: "Then, that bomb was not arranged by Mr. Zhou to cast it?"

"At the beginning... we were the same idea with you..." Old man Yan patted his nephew on the shoulder and sighed: "But then... we don't think so..."

"why??"

"The capital of a country was inexplicably dropped a bomb... You can imagine how serious this is..." Old man Yan sighed: "Although Thailand is a small country, and the police system and the army are both It's extremely chaotic, but in this matter--they are working together and are going to investigate it to the end..."

"What happened?" Yan Feng felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth of the matter.

"The result... they really found it..." Old man Yan sighed and said: "They found it was a F18E carrier-based aircraft of the Mi Army... it was a carrier-based aircraft belonging to the Seventh Fleet... ...They were cruising in the Great Strait for the annual Southeast Asian military exercise...and this carrier-based aircraft flew out of the combat airspace due to a problem with the navigation, and came to Bangkok-over Bangkok, carrying bombs There is still a problem with the warehouse..."

"Ahhhhh... You are talking about the accidental bombing incident six years ago?" Yan Feng looked dumbfounded... That incident was a raging international incident... It was said that the Seventh Fleet used it at that time. The outdated map... led to this oolong incident... But then again, Bangkok is so big, why can't you not see it...?And-why did the radar stations in Thailand become blind??

Seeing the question mark on his nephew’s face, Old Man Yan of course knew what he was thinking, so he explained: "Later, we also inquired. It is said that... the radar stations around Bangkok happened to be temporarily out of service due to a malfunction that day. We don’t know why the pilot throws bombs so accurately... But this is not the most terrifying..."

"Huh?" Yan Feng felt as if he was listening to a fairy tale. He didn't expect that this weird thing was not over yet... unexpectedly there was something to follow.

"Hehe..." Old man Yan blanked his nephew and said: "The most terrifying thing is... In the following three days, those old Maozi gang members in Thailand died bizarrely one by one... and, the way they died. There are so many weird things, but... all because of accidents, some were hit by a car, some were drowned, and some were choked to death by drinking... What's more ridiculous is that there is one more-Weige ate too much and caused sudden heart palpitations. ..."

These methods of death are so ridiculous, but Yan Feng doesn't have the slightest feeling of wanting to laugh. He only feels cold all over his body-what kind of weird ability is this?Or is it a huge underground force??

"From then on... As long as the old Maozi gangs step on this land, they will always encounter various accidents..." Old man Yan said quietly: "Their territory in this country has been completely lost... Went out..."

"But, but...Uncle, isn't there still a gangster with Lao Maozi in Thailand now? And didn't we have a female Lao Maozi just yesterday?" Yan Feng asked strangely.

"Hehe... that's the Tomahawk guy, he's not the same guy who used to grab the site with us, and after they got here, they also abide by the rules and don't seize our business... As for the woman? That's the Tomahawk boss. Daughter—Miss Katerina, she’s here to wait for Mr. Zhou..." As he said, Old Man Yan could not help but muttered, "Ma Dan’s, those old hairies are really lucky. The daughter of a gang leader is actually They are so beautiful and they happen to be first-time girls... Otherwise, they would have been killed by Mr. Zhou a long time ago..."

After saying this, the old man Yan said solemnly: "Afeng, I think you are my future heir, so I told you this. Remember—that incident is an accident—and it can only be an accident. , Put everything into my stomach-take it to the grave, unless you plan to pass it on to the next generation, otherwise-dream you will keep your eyes closed for me... you know?"

Hearing his uncle's words, Yan Feng's expression stunned, and he replied, "I remember...Uncle!"

Seeing his nephew’s expression, Old Man Yan was sure that he had all his words in his heart... Then he sighed slowly, leaned on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes, and refreshed his mind... …After all, it's a person who is not forgiving of age, who is rushing to six-it is not good to refuse to accept the old.

On the other side-Zhou Ye was in the special car.

"Gou Xiujin Sama... Why is that old man so afraid of you?" Sayuri sat opposite Zhou Ye, gently hugging her owner's leg, using her little hand to help him gently massage his leg muscles. .

"Oh? Why are you afraid of me? Couldn't Old Man Yan respect me?" Zhou Ye smiled slightly, teasing Sayuri, who is known as the "perfect maid who wants to make his master feel the power of her own woman" .

"Master--" Sayuri stretched her voice a little bit--she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and there was a hint of cuteness in her voice. This deliberate act of coquetry really made Zhou Ye I feel a little overwhelmed...

"Speak well...Don't act like a baby..." Zhou Ye gently squeezed Sayuri's delicate face, which was still a little fat.

"Master bullies people..." Sayuri's eyes were misted, and she looked aggrieved, as if Zhou Ye really pinched her a few times--however, Zhou Ye was not moved, just kidding--!!A maid with a speeding recovery gene will feel pain when she is gently pinched by herself, and this maid is still the guy who clamored last night to let her taste the freshest day by day... will she be afraid of pain??

Ahem-what is a maid who tastes the freshest every day... This question involves the ability to restore genes at a speeding speed, what about the ability to restore genes at a speeding speed — as the name implies, it is super recovery ability, which can transform the body in a blink of an eye The wound on the upper part is restored as if it was not injured, so well — the wound there is also wounded, and the certain model will also be restored...

Whether you believe it or not, Zhou Ye doesn't believe it anyway.