Shanzu Street, as the name suggests, is a street at the foot of the mountain.

If placed elsewhere, a place with such a name must be the most inconspicuous, but it is different in Yancheng.

because……

‘Omaru’ lives on the mountain.

The closer the neighborhood is to this mountain, the more prosperous and rich it is.

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, this kind of prosperity and wealth was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, especially in terms of safety, which was even more amazing.

Not only are there a fixed police post and a patrol car every fifteen minutes, but most importantly, no one who lives here lacks professional bodyguards.

The open and secret whistles combined with modern technology make every building located at the foot of the mountain like a castle and unbreakable.

As a result, some things became bolder.

An extended black car drove into the gate of a building, walked around the fountain in front of the door, and after three inspections, it stopped in front of the main building's hall.

The master's servant is not needed, the driver and the co-pilot's bodyguard open the car door for their master.

A very fat but very short man walked down.

The other party is in his prime, but his skin is extremely loose. The two pieces of meat tara under his eyes are on his cheeks, making the other party look like a pug.

However, it's not as cute as the pug.

The gloomy expression and vicious triangular eyes made everyone feel uncomfortable when they saw each other.

But even so, this one feels much more comfortable than the one who comes afterwards.

The same lengthened black sedan, the same shrewd and fierce driver and bodyguard.

The difference is that the person who has walked down has changed from a fat man to a bald man.

The other party had scars on his face and had no right hand, but what people care about the most was the clothes and accessories on the other party.

The completely black clothes radiate the brilliance that ordinary fabrics do not have in the light, but they are not as hard as ordinary leather jackets.

Very soft and smooth.

Moreover, the knit is fine.

When the white buttons are embellished on them, the more extraordinary this dress is highlighted.

But no one around who knew the details was willing to take a look at this dress.

The short fat man was even more sarcastic.

"Campbeck, even in clothes that are knitted with women's hair, you don't look a little beautiful."

In a sharp voice, the short and fat man took the cigar handed over by his subordinates.

"It's better than a barking mangy dog."

The bald scarred man sneered.

At the same time, he walked towards the other party with big strides.

The short fat man's face remained unchanged and the bodyguard followed him forward and blocked the bald scarred man.

"Get out!"

The bald scarred man snorted coldly.

The bodyguard in front of him was unmoved at all.

Neither answer nor move.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense, and the bodyguard following the bald scarred man took out the gun.

One side draws out the gun, the other side is not to be outdone.

The gun in his hand also pointed at the other party.

The core of both sides, the short fat man pointed at by the gun and the bald scarred man, had no reaction at all, as if the two guns just didn't exist.

"Gentlemen."

"I came to my place to discuss things, not to let you show off your power."

The sound did not come from the building, it was very far apart, but it was clearly heard into everyone's ears in front of the hall.

The short fat man looked at the bald scarred man and raised his eyebrows.

The latter curled his lips calmly.

Then, the two waved at the same time.

The subordinates of both sides retreated and walked into the building shoulder to shoulder.

And in this short process, the two of them also winked at each other from time to time.

Obviously, the two were far from as tense as they seemed.

Or...

When facing a stronger enemy, the weaker two had to work together.

Walk through the chicly arranged corridors.

In a study room, the two saw the owner here: an old man with gray hair and a kind smile.

However, the two of them would not be really confused by the apparent "kindness" in this.

They were very clear about the details of the old man in front of them.

In Yancheng, all military, fire, x-quality, human, oral, sales, etc. are mostly from this old man.

Simply put, compared to this old man who is not visible and unsightly, these two big guys who are afraid of are just children who have just learned to walk.

In fact, in Pisk's eyes, the two of them are really children's tricks.

Whether it is an attitude towards ‘business’.

Still show him the so-called "hostility".

They are all so childish and ridiculous.

The reason why they left behind was only because for him, the two people who were dispensable had a certain effect.

For example: Today.

"Have you heard about Delin Street?"

Pisk leaned against the sofa like a real old man, and said slowly.

"I heard it."

"I didn't expect Ford to have such a younger brother."

"It's much cleaner than Ford."

The bald scarred man nodded.

"Is that really Ford's brother?"

The old man asked.

"Um."

"It's Ford's younger brother-I asked someone to ask Ford, Ford admitted it himself."

"That guy is such a fool!"

"I actually fell into Oak's trap and trapped myself in."

The short fat man said, and he couldn't help but smile habitually again.

"Yes, I originally thought Ford would become the person I need to train after you, but I didn't expect..."

"How is his brother?"

"Have you sent someone to contact me?"

The old man sighed and continued to ask.

"No."

"However, I don't think it's necessary to contact."

"He's just a reckless guy."

“No contact is required at all.”

"right!"

"A guy like this will only cause us trouble!"

"What we need now is a stable development, not a fight!"

The two shook their heads at the same time and reached a rare agreement.

"Since that's the case..."
To be continued...