The next morning, Fugui and Guizi were having breakfast outside, and unexpectedly met their second brother and the others.

"Boss, why are you here to have breakfast?" Fugui was stunned when he walked into the store and saw his second brother. This place is 108,000 miles away from his second brother and his territory. How could he meet them here early in the morning?

"Oh! It's a coincidence!" The second brother slapped his thigh and laughed: "Yesterday, I heard from Master Wu that this soup dumplings are good, so I specially brought them over for a meal. Come on, come here, come here and sit here! Boss! Come and fill the soup dumplings in four cages!"

"Okay! Please wait!" the boss replied in the kitchen.

At this time, the proprietress came over with two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and helped Fugui and the others wipe the table in front of them with a smile on their faces, and placed the bowls and chopsticks in front of them.

"You two wait a moment, the buns will come soon!" the boss lady smiled.

"It's okay, sister, just help and urge us. We are so hungry that we are waiting for your buns." Fugui smiled.

The soup dumplings in this store are definitely a unique feature in Haicheng. In 2003, their store was still very small, a bit like the decoration of a small restaurant. There were only four tables of people inside, and the overall look was very shabby.

But by 2013, the couple had opened more than a dozen branches in China, including Shenyang, thousands of kilometers away, where their soup dumplings were sold.

From this we can see that the soup dumplings in their family are indeed outstanding, but they are not right, they should be the ones that are overwhelmed.

"I heard you are going to do business today?" The second brother lit a cigarette, smoked with a smile, and asked Fugui: "Are you mentally prepared? That place is not our Xinhe District, and you should know what that place is for."

"Don't worry, boss, I'm responsible." Fugui smiled.

"Did you go to get someone last night?" The second brother asked again: "I heard that you shot and destroyed several grandson's hands. What's going on?"

When my second brother asked this, the steaming soup bun came up. While Fugui and the others were eating, they told the second brother and the others about what happened last night.

It is no exaggeration to say that when Fugui and the others were halfway through the story, the gangsters present were stunned. Even the elder brother, they all listened to Fugui and the others' stories, and forgot to eat the soup dumplings they were holding.

"Fuck me, I didn't see it!" The second brother exclaimed: "Master Wu is actually such a person!"

"This matter is done beautifully." The elder brother praised Master Wu from the bottom of his heart: "I have a traitor and a rich man, and Zhang Liangxin is indeed a character."

"Brother, why don't we also donate some money?" The stupid brother asked tentatively: "It's just to do good deeds and accumulate virtue for us to avoid having a son without any fucking eyes."

The second brother was not angry when he heard this. He seriously considered the suggestion of Brother Sha, and then nodded: "I will have a good chat with Master Wu. We will pay half of the money for the welfare home. If Master Wu alone is responsible for all the money for the welfare home, it will be a bit unreasonable. By then, the grandson will probably die of poverty."

"By the way, Lao Qian, I'll ask you something." The second brother suddenly said to Qian Dong.

Qian Donglai was still burying his head to eat soup dumplings, but when he heard his second brother call him, he raised his head and looked at his second brother in confusion: "What's wrong with the boss?"

"Tell me, we have done a lot of bad things in our lives, right?" When the second brother asked this, his expression was very serious, as if he was talking about something big that was enough to affect life and death.

Seeing that the second brother's expression was so serious, Qian Donglai didn't dare to take it lightly and nodded seriously: "Yes, we have done a lot of bad things, but compared to other underworld gangsters, we are already very moral enough."

"There are quite a lot of people who curse us behind the scenes that we have no assholes, right?" the second brother asked again, his expression becoming more serious.

Qian Donglai was stunned and nodded subconsciously: "Yes, there are quite a lot of people, such as me... No, those who have a grudge against us must often curse us behind our backs."

Qian Donglai was sweating all over his head at that time. When he found out that he was saying the wrong thing, his legs were so scared that they became weak.

I'll fuck.

If Brother Northeast knew that I was cursing him to give birth to a son without an asshole... he wouldn't have to kill me?!!

I'm not blamed!! Who told him to play mahjong and always play tricks?!!

"Oh...and so..." The second brother didn't seem to notice Qian Donglai's words, and murmured with an ugly expression: "If we really have a son and have no assholes, what should we do?"

Fugui and Guizi looked at each other for a while, finished the soup bun in front of them for a few mouthfuls, and wiped their mouths.

"We'll go do business first, boss, come back to chat later." Fugui said, and left with Guizi, and didn't want to say a word to his second brother at all.

At that time, wealth was just a feeling.

Really, it is definitely the biggest failure of my life to keep up with such a foolish boss.

"Are you all ready?" Fugui sat in the passenger seat, smoking leisurely, with a happy face: "If we do this, we will definitely make a great contribution."

"That's sure." Guizi nodded, and then said impatiently: "Can you come and drive? Damn, I drove you out for several days in a row. Do you really think I am your full-time driver?"

"Turn the jb!" Fugui roared, the Northeast accent was very righteous, and then he looked at Guizi righteously and said, "We are brothers, can we say these sad words? Damn! What's wrong with driving the brothers?! You petite sissy sissy woman!"

If you weren't in a hurry to do business, Guizi would have to kick Fugui out of the car. Look at you, a mean person, is just like Xiaodongdong...

Suddenly, Guizi seemed to understand why so many people cursed Xiao Dongbei and gave birth to a son without an asshole.

The reason is still the same word, it's cheap.

"Master Wu, we are already on the way to Binhai District, and we are back around 6:00 pm." Fugui held his mobile phone in one hand and the map of Binhai District in the other. He looked at the places that Master Wu focused on with a red pen, and said with a smile: "If there is any situation, I will call you and you can support us at any time."

"You should be careful, remember to keep a low profile." Master Wu said word by word: "If you find someone following you, go the path I prepared for you."

The path that Master Wu mentioned is the legendary Plan B, which is the retreat that Master Wu arranged for them.

As long as Fugui finds someone following them, he will make Guizi turn around and go straight to a big hotel in Binhai District.

The owner of the big hotel was a famous gambler. Half a year ago, he owed two million in Master Wu's casino. With the interest in the past six months, his grandson had to pay at least four million to Master Wu.

In other words, when Fugui and others encounter trouble, they can choose Plan B and pretend to ask for the grandson for a debt. It is easy to get over it.

Since Bai Baoguo dares to hide white faces in the Binhai District, then his grandson must be confident and will not make people discover this secret casually.

Therefore, as long as Fugui and their performances are more beautiful, Bai Baoguo will not see their purpose in Binhai District.

"The traces of Bai Baoguo and others have been found in these places." Fugui looked at the map and whispered to Guizi: "Three of them are in the suburbs, and the rest are all in the city. Where can we go first?"

"Enter from the suburbs, I'll get on the expressway now and follow the way." Takako looked at the road ahead with a stare and smiled: "Even if we are targeted by Bai Baoguo, there will be no accident. Can't he allow us to go to the Binhai District from the expressway?"

"That's right, it's really a bit strange to go to the city center and then to the suburbs." Fugui nodded: "We can go to the suburbs at this time, and we can give us a reason to say that we want to see the scenery along the way."

At the same time, two guests came to Bai Baoguo's office.

They are all people who shouldn't have appeared in Xinhe District casually.

One is Liu Luoguo, the leader of "Chuan Gang".

One is the person who talked about "Hunan Gang", Feng Tuozi.

"Bai Baoguo, are you a little too greedy?" Feng Tuozi was so angry that he shivered: "It's okay to get a batch of goods, but you still dare to embezzle us 20 million?!"

"You've gotten over." Liu Luoguo said word by word.

Hearing the words of these two big brothers in the world, Bai Baoguo was surprised and pointed at himself: "Do you think I am the kind of money-greedy person? Or do you think I will embezzle your money?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Baoguo glanced at them and said, "I deserve this! I'm embezzled!"

"You really want to play so well?" Feng Tuozi sneered: "You are not going to spit out this money and treat it as your own coffin book, right?"

"Bai Baoguo, don't force us." Liu Luoguo said coldly.

"I'll fuck you. Could it be that I should have this money?" Bai Baoguo seemed very distressed and scratched his head with his hands: "Did you two come to find trouble when you are drunk? Or are you not awake?"

"Take the money." Liu Luoguo said, his eyes filled with murderous aura: "We can't retreat at this step."
Chapter completed!