The Sanhe Restaurant gathered all the Sanhe Association bosses in Xiangjiang. The big guys were on the box on the third floor, but the second floor was the leader of various gangs. Although they sat together and were peaceful, most of them had grudges, and there were many people who looked at each other with glaring.

"Ha, Lai Xiaopi, you will only pretend to be B on such occasions. I don't know who hugged my legs and cried for a long time yesterday." On the table in the front of the lobby on the second floor, a thick man quipped with his shirt open and his tattoo on his chest exposed.

Lai Xiaopi's more than 300 younger brothers were settled by Lin Dong alone the day before yesterday, and he was almost scared to death. Moreover, Lin Dong was a little notorious, so he dared not be careless, especially when he found out that the man was here to deal with him, he went to find his old father that night, hugging his legs and crying and making a fuss.

At this time, he was raised in public and couldn't hold his face away. He shouted with a thick neck: "I'm so embarrassed to say to me, you guys, don't even see what kind of virtue you are."

Before the stout man became famous, he was nicknamed Jimao. Before he made his debut, others called him JB Mao. Since he took office, even some big shots would not joke about this.

"Damn it, you are a trash guy who is addicted to wearing a hat." Chicken feather slapped the table and pointed at the other party and said sarcastically.

Lai Xiaopi is not very capable and not very brave, but he knows a truth. When the situation is clear, he must not be weak. Now that his family is in a big position, how can he bear this anger? "Who are you talking about wearing a hat? Believe it or not, I pluck your hair."

Bang!

"Lai Hat, your wife was taken to accompany us. Are you still embarrassed to call me? You don't go home to see if your wife is lying on someone else's bed now. Your wife is a sloppy guy, you are also a trash guy. Maybe one day you want you to call your wife a mother, hahaha." Chickenmao laughed. There is an interesting thing on the story. Lai Xiaopi's current wife is actually his little lover. Because this woman has great methods and great skills, he is too old to accommodate the other party, so he introduced the woman to his son as his wife. This woman serves the old and the young, and the family is still happy.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Some of the men in the hall laughed loudly. This incident was no longer a secret. The gangsters were so well-informed that it was unimaginable. As for the private teasing of the gangsters, they were not afraid of being a gangster. They were not afraid of being in a non-transitive camp. They were originally hostile and there was nothing to be afraid of.

"You, you, you." Lai Xiaopi turned red. This incident has always been a pain in his heart. Unfortunately, what he feared the most was his. Sometimes he had to endure it even when he found that his wife was doing special services for him. But he didn't expect that outsiders knew such a secret thing.

You Liwei sat beside him and shook his head and smiled bitterly. The father and son were also the best. Every time he saw that woman, he felt chills all over. Although she was indeed very beautiful, when he thought of serving an old man who was almost 70 years old and his son, he couldn't help but want to vomit. He didn't know if Cai Tao would still sigh that woman's kung fu was good after hearing this secret.

"Well, why are you making a noise? Do you want outsiders to make jokes?"

Everyone looked back at the speaker and all of them were turned off.

Chicken feather looked at the majestic man who came down from the third floor, lowered his head and shouted, "Boss."

The middle-aged man walking down from the third floor was 175 cm tall and had a standard figure, and his cold face exuded a hint of majesty. This man has a very unique position in Xiangjiang. He is not only a gangster, but also a famous philanthropist. The more funny one is an actor.

The leader of "Xinyi'an" and the head of the Xiang family, Xiang Huaqiang.

"Chicken feathers, keep your mouth in mind, don't just mumble on any occasion, don't make others think that our "Xinyi'an" is uneducated." Sang Biao, who was behind Xiang Huaqiang, scolded with a cold face.

The chicken feather lowered her head and scolded her, but her eyes were aimed at Lai Xiaopi, and she smiled coldly in her heart. Sang Biao pointed at the mulberry and scolded the gods, and even a fool could hear it.

"Haha, brother Xiang, are we old men so we have been suffocating you and are running out to get some breath?" Another big man walked down the third floor, with white hair and a crutch, known as the White-headed Man.

When Lai Xiaopi saw the visitor, he immediately raised his chest and shouted, "Dad."

Lai Delu glared at his son, then smiled at Xiang Huaqiang. Others said that if Xiang Huaqiang had not wanted to whitewash him, there would be no such thing as the other person. He was very dissatisfied with this. In his eyes, Shengtang was definitely not worse than Shinichi An. The only thing that the other party was better than them was that they had a little more money.

Xiang Huaqiang smiled with his hands behind his back, "We are old people, so we can't tell the reason. It's actually good to go out and take a look at the world of young people."

"Haha, brother Xiang, you are mocking us. You are not old. We are real old things." A man wearing glasses looked like a scholar walked down with a smile, with gray hair and looking in his early sixties.

"Well, Lao Wen is right. When we see Huaqiang, we can't accept old age." Although the voice was light, a big mouth made people look sideways. Following behind Hehetu's long-headed Wenshan was Lianshengying's elder crocodile Shi Yifu.

The bigwigs of the Xiangjiang Triad Association appeared one after another. The gangsters who were originally sitting in the lobby on the second floor immediately sat upright. These bigwigs picked up one of them and stomped their feet, and the whole of Xiangjiang would tremble.

"Haha, everyone is joking. I'm not young anymore. If I'm still young, I don't die of shame when the person who calls the wind and rain in TW arrives. Haha, I heard that he is less than thirty." Xiang Huaqiang smiled calmly. His Xiang family's status in the underworld of Xiangjiang is unparalleled. He didn't want to come this time, but he was very curious about the man and couldn't help but want to come and see it. Moreover, the occasion of the three-member gang gatherings has not appeared for many years. It's a pity to miss it. The only thing he is worried about is that it will have a bad impact on the above. Now it's not the government of Country Y. Now it's the world of GCD, and the underworld gatherings have to consider the impact.

"Haha, after hearing what you said, I am really anxious to meet this young man who abandoned the TW gangster earthquake." Wenshan pushed his glasses, ignored Lai Delu, who looked gloomy, and said to himself.

"Hmph, young people are always frivolous, and I don't know how big the world is." Old man Lai's face was not good, and he was too confused when he was old and his head became more and more conceited.

"That's right, dad, look at what time it's now. What big names are he pretending to be, and he asks his uncles and uncles to wait for him. He doesn't understand the rules at all." Although Lai Xiaopi has never met Lin Dong, he did not miss any opportunity to attack the other party.

Just as everyone was talking, a loud voice sounded.

"Weiyuantang comes to the meeting."
Chapter completed!