Chapter 66 [It’s just that I won’t miss you!]

Instead of choosing to deal with these two people with the kind of loyal "death without blood". Instead, I handed them over to the Hammer.

"Just clean it up." This is my order to the hammer.

Although I understood why they betrayed, just like Tiger, they could not get the opportunity to develop under the Eighth Master, and finally took the risk...

There is a saying that "If a man does not care for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth." Although it is a bit extreme, objectively speaking, there is nothing wrong with people working hard for themselves. It's just that they shouldn't do this at the cost of betraying their brothers.

So, they must die.

Of course, for most brothers, they didn't know what happened. For most people, these two traitors were good brothers who died in the raid hunting Da Ruan. I added their names to the pension list with a big stroke.

Tonight's Xiangtang kills enemies in public, I show my toughness. In the secret room, the execution of traitors shows my justice.

It is true that being a boss is both tough and fair.

"But that's not enough." After Lei Hu returned to the room in shame, the fat man took the initiative to stay this time: "You did a good job tonight, but it was not enough."

"It's not enough to let them give up the coveted thoughts in their hearts." The fat man smiled: "I said, your biggest weakness is that your foundation is too shallow, so no matter how tough, fair, or the leader's temperament, it is difficult to get their recognition."

"When you mean 'them', are the big guys in your family?"

The fat man sighed: "Actually, it is not very difficult for you to solve the Thunder Fox... The key is. After the Thunder Fox went back, the big guys could really recognize you after listening to his report. Although whoever succeeded to the throne and who is the boss should not be the one in Canada. But I said, in this world, the world is great, the most profitable! There are great things. Even if the head is broken, someone dares to rush up to do it! Indeed, in theory, we should not interfere in your affairs...but..." The fat man said here and smiled: "You can't reason with the underworld. The underworld is unreasonable, we only pay attention to means and strength."

I patted the fat man on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I understand."

When I returned to the room at night, my face didn't look very good. This was normal, because a few more people died tonight, Da Ruan and the two traitors.

After all, I have not practiced to the point of being perverted to kill without blinking... I am still alone, a young man in his twenties. Even though I have experienced too much life and death, it is really hard for me to be indifferent when facing murder.

Especially, kill the traitor who was once his brother.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Qiao Qiao wearing a nightgown, leaning on the chair without any image. Under the skirt of the nightgown, a pair of slender and plump thighs were exposed in the air. She was tilted high on the coffee table. She held a bottle of moisturizer in one hand, and then gently and evenly applied her legs...

If it is done normally, this action will make me feel very attractive... After all, Qiao Qiao is very beautiful and sexy. Her legs are very beautiful, her legs are slender, straight, round and strong, and her skin is delicate and smooth...

But today, I just glanced at her indifferently, walked to the sofa next to me, and leaned up.

I looked bad and sighed softly. Jojo raised his head strangely and looked at me: "What's wrong with you?"

I shook my head and didn't say anything. Qiao Qiao continued to ask, "What happened tonight? Someone came here tonight. Tell us not to go out tonight..."

"Well. That's my arrangement." I nodded.

Indeed, we set up an incense hall in the mourning hall and murder people! I don’t want the two girls to see that kind of scene. So I specifically ordered people to come and stay here and not let them go out.

"What happened? Is it serious?"

"No." I shook my head and smiled hard, but I felt a little tired: "Not only is it not serious, it solved some problems that have troubled me for a long time."

"Ah...that's it..." Qiao Qiao wanted to ask again, Yan Di had already walked out of the room. She slowly walked to Qiao Qiao with a gentle face, and gently put her hands on her shoulder. Yan Di smiled softly and said softly: "Okay, stop asking. Xiao Wu should be very tired. You wash your face and I will give you medicine later."

Seeing me get up and leave, Yan Di stopped Qiao Qiao's intention to ask, and whispered: "Look..." Following her finger direction, Qiao Qiao looked and saw a footprint on the floor at the door.

This footprint was left when I entered the door, with only half of my foot, which was vague... But obviously, this footprint was crimson red!

"Is this... blood?" Qiao Qiao frowned.

"Also, don't you think there is a bit of blood on his body?" Yan Di sighed: "He must have done something tonight that he doesn't want us to know."

"Yan Di." Qiao Qiao suddenly sat upright, and a rare look on her face showed a wink: "Do you... do you think Xiao Wu has changed a lot?"

Yan Di didn't care much about this issue. She just nodded casually, not seeming to mind. Even her eyes were very clear and without any trouble.

"I am just a woman, and he is my man. When I knew him, he was never a man walking under the light. Since I made up my mind to follow him, I had already prepared myself... Even if one day he became a devil..." Yan Di smiled gently, and the soft-hearted girl said in a tone that seemed to be light: "... Then I am willing to be a devil's woman."

Looking at Yan Di, who was thinking about it, she was so firm this time... Even her firmness was not expressed in the way she gritted her teeth and sweared, but in an understatement and careless tone, but it seemed that what she said was the deepest part of her heart that had long been deeply engraved, and it was taken for granted.

Qiao Qiao looked at Yan Di in surprise, then sighed softly.

Two big things happened on the next day.

The first big thing was the funeral of the once powerful leader of the Vancouver underworld, Baye and Fang Bazhi. It has to be said that this time it is a combination of Chinese and Western models.

In the repair yard, we set up a white hall and accepted guests to worship. At the same time, according to the rules of Westerners, we purchased a cemetery, which is a Western-style cemetery, which is simple and clear.

The door of the repair lot is filled with wreaths, crotch and other things. I was wearing a black suit and a small white flower that Yan Di had tugged out at night.

And this day was undoubtedly a grand gathering among the gangsters in Vancouver!

The storm has gradually subsided in the past two days, and the police have focused all their attention on Vietnamese. Today, outside the repair lot, there are almost all high-end cars!

The gangs in the Vancouver gangs, whether they are large gangs, small gangs, Iranians, Arabs, Indians, local whites, Italians... almost all the bosses can come! The streets outside are full of high-end cars.

These gangsters, with their bodyguards, walked into the mourning hall in the training garage one by one. According to the rules of our Chinese, they worshiped in front of the Eighth Master's tablet. Whether they were Chinese or foreigners, they all came over to burn incense.

I was on the side and returned the gift as my family member.

Finally, Doug of the police also sent a representative, who was sent by Chinese police officer Jeff.

This local gang gathering was even bigger than the negotiations held by the police last time! People came even more!

Because... I sent a message.

For the funeral of Eighth Master, friends from a large circle are welcome to come and watch the ceremony.

The shallow line of my sentence is: If you choose to be friends with us, you will come! Otherwise, you will not be our friend!

Even the gangsters are not fools. The Vietnamese have been shoveled. Now the entire Vancouver. Under the command of Solin, the Hell Angel has long retreated far away. He is unwilling to come over to get mixed with water in this pool.

In addition, other gangs were suppressed by the police before... So, who is the most powerful now?

Big circle!

Also, almost all the gangs were suppressed by the police before... but they were only in large circles, almost without any loss of strength!

So, what does this situation mean?

it goes without saying!

Jeff was wearing a police uniform and brought several of his police officers, all wearing straight police uniforms, and came in a police car. This guy was actually promoted. Behind him, he told me privately that from now on, he can tell the truth about the police in Chinatown!

Of course, he also brought another news.

It is also another big thing that happened today.

Mr. Norton, resigned.

Now, Doug is officially in power.

Actually, I have always been a little suspicious. Because Doug is not a policeman, he is just a government specialist, and he cannot serve as the police chief. Later I learned that politicians like him do not need to control the police forces in Vancouver for a long time. He only needs to intervene in police affairs within two or three years, in the name of a government specialist, in the name of a committee within the police, and at the same time, a new police officer will replace Norton's position. However, it is impossible to compete with Doug for power.

As for Doug who has made enough political achievements in two or three years, he can leave the glory. Vancouver's brilliant achievements in rectifying the underworld will also leave a lot of glory for his career! These will be of great benefit to him continuing to climb up in the future.

If he needs to make political achievements, he needs to let the underworld in Vancouver under his surveillance, and he needs to control the underworld in Vancouver, the social security situation is good, and the crime rate is reduced... Therefore, he needs to have a spokesperson in the underworld.

In other words, with Doug's cooperation, I have added a huge protective umbrella to the police within two or three years. As long as I don't do anything out of the ordinary, the police will not cause trouble for me... and they will even help me suppress my opponent.

After paying homage to the Eighth Master, Jeff shook hands with me in front of many gang bosses in Vancouver in police uniform, and then shouted: "Mr. Chen Yang, on behalf of the police, I would like to thank you for your contribution to Vancouver's security."

I smiled slightly: "Police and the people cooperate."

What I didn't know was that a gossip tabloid reporter who sneaked in on the scene quietly evaluated this sentence as one of the top ten most shameless speeches of the year...

After the funeral, some irrelevant guests left, and Officer Jeff naturally left. However, none of the remaining gangsters left.

It was in the mourning hall in the repair car park. The wreath had not been removed, and the drapes were still hung on the wall, but the incense table was gone. In the huge mourning hall, I had someone place a long table and a simple meeting place.

Then, I ordered all the irrelevant people to go out and let my subordinates and these big bosses retreat outside the door.

Everyone's faces were calm, probably thinking of such a scene a long time ago.

Because everyone knows it very well. Today is the funeral of Eighth Master in name. In fact...

It's my inauguration ceremony!

"Please sit down, everyone." I looked at the gangsters in Vancouver and pointed to the table in the mourning hall.

Everyone quickly sat down, and I sat down directly at the top.

Fatty and Thunder Fox were also invited by me to attend the meeting.

"These two are seniors in our big circle and came from Asia." I introduced with a smile. No one reacted.

These people are the bosses of the gang. Their forces combined account for more than 80% of the gangs in Vancouver! I saw half of them in the police station, and the other half were not recognized.

"Everyone, it is my honor to be lucky enough to sit with you today." I smiled and said, "The Eighth Master has passed away. Recently, I have been in charge of the affairs of the big circle. I am very young. If there is anything that cannot be done properly, please forgive me..."

Although I was smiling and said such words, no one looked at me with a look of contempt. Instead, he looked at me with a cautious look.

Most of them knew that. At the beginning, they were in the police station, under the eyelids of the senior police officer Norton! Because the boss of the Iranian gang was disrespectful to me, I was beaten to pieces on the spot! Later, the gang of Aziz was swept eighteen days by the police! After Aziz came out of the hospital, he was transferred to the prison directly.

So, no one dares to underestimate me now!

"Mr. Chen Yang." The person who spoke was Italian Abetoni, who was still wearing braids. He shouted in an exaggerated tone: "Now you are the head of the big circle. I think everyone will be willing to cooperate with you."

This guy is with me, so he spoke up to me the first one. Naturally, the others have no objection. Anyway, everyone understands that I am the most powerful now!

"No, no, no." I smiled: "Dear Abetoni, my friend... You are wrong. I am not the head of the big circle." I stood up slowly, walked gently to the table, spread my hands, and walked and smiled: "As everyone knows, when the Eighth Master had an accident, I just managed the big circle's affairs temporarily under the circumstance. But I am so young that I am not enough to bear such a heavy burden... Besides, with my qualifications, there are probably many people who are not convinced by me..."

Abetoni immediately shouted loudly: "No, no, no, I think no one will disobey you. You are a famous figure in Vancouver now!" Many others also spoke in line.

I smiled, my eyes swept across the Thunder Fox, and the guy squinted his eyes and didn't say anything.
To be continued...