sinovels Chapter 39 Remember, I'm in charge!
Chapter 39 Remember, I'm in charge!
Lao Changsheng Teahouse.
"Egg tart, what was it like when my brothers and I first came here to see Grandpa a long time ago?"
Zi Huaxin looked out the window, rubbing two baby's breath flowers together in her hand: "In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed."
"Yes."
Egg Tart nodded with a smile.
Zi Huaxin's gaze fell on Egg Tart: "Are A Bao's men ready?"
"They're keeping an eye on things in the housing estate."
"I'm referring to Aoyama Road." The author of this article clearly sees through Egg Tart's little scheme in this matter.
Egg Tart met Zi Huaxin's gaze, paused for a moment, and then nodded.
"We're brothers, I don't want to see this happen again!" Zi Huaxin's tone turned colder. "Do you really think Ah Tang is crazy? He kept quiet this time because he wanted Ta Sha to use this opportunity to rise in rank!"
The egg tart opened its mouth and nodded silently.
The hall fell silent.
All that remained was the sound of the letter being rubbed together with the starry sky in the letter's hand.
According to common sense...
Wu Tianyao was outnumbered and outmatched. Given the clear situation, why should Fei Tang arrange for someone to accompany him to deliver vegetables?
This attempt to plant the flag is doomed to failure for Wu Tianyao and his vanguard.
Egg Tart wanted to snag a bargain, while Fatty Tang wanted to give his underling a chance to rise to the top.
For balance, the default setting is selected for the word pattern message.
In his eyes, Wu Tianyao was bound to lose.
Zihua Xin suddenly countered, "What if he really did insert it?"
"Brother Xin, then this time you'll help me to the end."
Egg Tart had already planned it out: "A Bao is the material for a white paper fan, Wu Tianyao is the material for a red stick, and then pick a straw sandal from his subordinates, so that we can make up the three top scholars and enter the Green Mountain Taoist Hall."
He looked at the letter with the words: "With A Bao keeping an eye on Wu Tianyao, there's no need to worry about him getting too close to A Tang."
The hall fell silent again.
A while later.
"I don't want to see you playing mind games with me anymore."
Zi Huaxin's voice was neither too loud nor too soft: "The gang hasn't produced someone as remarkable as Wu Tianyao in a long time. They only got half of Qingshan Road in return and then it's ruined—what a waste!"
"Know."
Egg Tart nodded somewhat guiltily.
Soon.
Fei Tang led his men up, pulled out chairs, sat down, lit cigarettes, and glanced at the quartz clock on the wall from time to time, waiting for news from Qingshan Road.
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It's 10:30 p.m.
Tai Po.
Tai Po Chicken glanced at his underlings below the stage: "Let's go, get in the car, let's finish this quickly and call it a day."
The younger men boarded the minibuses parked behind them, and the convoy headed towards Green Hill Road.
Although Tai Po Chicken was reluctant to play a supporting role, he had no choice but to comply with Four-Eyes' request.
To get from Tai Po to Sham Shui Po, take the Tolo Highway to Tai Po Highway, then cross Lion Rock; this is the shortest route.
The time and distance were calculated very clearly.
at this time.
Liangji Timber Factory.
Five trucks carrying timber drove out to transport a batch of raw materials, but they were stopped by three cars shortly after they set off.
Fei Sha jumped out of the car, pulled the driver out, and pointed his cleaver at him: "Driver, come with us, and we guarantee you'll be fine."
The driver was bewildered. He had seen people rob watch shops and jewelry stores, but he had never seen anyone rob timber.
Soon.
The freight truck, accompanied by the younger brother, followed their vehicle and successfully entered the Tolo Highway.
The paparazzi called in the middle of the night to keep in touch with Fat Sha and report on the movements of Da Po Chicken and the others.
Drive to the Ma Liu Shui Wharf section.
"parking!"
Fei Sha signaled the driver to stop the car and looked behind him: "Unload the timber!"
"what?"
The driver was bewildered, but still cautiously followed the instructions, and the dump truck began unloading cargo on the road.
The timber from the five trucks completely blocked this section; each piece of timber was thick and sturdy, causing a traffic jam.
Dapu Chicken sat in the Toyota with his eyes closed, trying to rest. He had been playing mahjong until dawn the night before and then played again when he got home. He hadn't recovered his energy yet.
Suddenly the car braked sharply.
The momentum propelled Da Pu Chicken forward: "Damn it, how do you drive?!"
The henchman gestured towards the front.
At first glance, you can see the long red taillights ahead.
"Grass!"
Da Pu Ji was no longer sleepy. He sat up straight and told his henchmen to go ahead and inquire about the situation.
"What?! The timber cart overturned?! It'll take at least an hour for the road to reopen?!"
Dapu Chicken sensed something was wrong.
There are less than forty minutes left. By the time they get there, it will be too late.
Now if we take a detour, we'll be even more unable to catch up.
"It's over!"
Da Puji's voice became several decibels sharper: "We were outmaneuvered by that brat Wu Tianyao!"
"What?!"
Four-Eyed Pillar was sitting comfortably in his seat, waiting for good news, when Daepu Chicken called. He was so angry he stood up abruptly: "You shit-grubber, what the hell are you doing?!"
all the time.
Wu Tianyao was the absolute underdog, completely outmatched; they hadn't made any contingency plans at all.
It's too late to call now and ask the branch in Kwun Tong to bring people over for support.
The number of men was cut in half, immediately turning Wu Tianyao's two hundred-plus men into Sang Biao's two hundred men.
"Should we call and tell Sang Biao?!" an uncle nearby asked.
"Don't say!" Four-Eyes snapped coldly, "If the call goes through, we'll lose!"
It's not necessarily a losing situation. If the news gets in and the morale on site is suppressed, it will definitely collapse instantly.
"What should we do then?"
"Call him on the enemy, and he'll tell you. Even if it costs you lives, you have to hold this for me!"
Four-Eyes' voice was hoarse, and behind his thick glasses, his eyes were full of cold glint.
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Castle Peak Road.
The convoy drove up.
The streets were quiet, without a single passerby. We drove all the way to the front of the He Li He Qingshan Road Hall.
A Toyota Hiace came to an abrupt stop.
The car door opened, revealing a carriage crammed full of various knives and sticks.
This vehicle doesn't carry passengers, it only transports equipment.
Everyone got out of the car.
The vanguard went first.
Behind.
Qin Hao, Hua Zirong, and others followed with their men, heading straight ahead.
Sang Biao had just received a call from the gang, telling him to hold on tight, as Da Pu Chicken would be there soon.
Sang Biao patted his chest and agreed. Seeing them coming, he went to greet them without any fear.
The two groups of people quickly approached each other and charged without exchanging words, instantly throwing the market into chaos.
"Shouldn't we go?"
Tasha stood beside Wu Tianyao, looking at the remaining eighty-odd people: "Standing here?"
Of these eighty people, half were his direct subordinates and half were Wu Tianyao's direct subordinates.
Wu Tianyao, puffing on his cigarette, casually said, "You guys are here to help, so keep an eye on your people, lest they suffer too many losses."
Tasha's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.
Wu Tianyao squinted at the front, his face expressionless as he smoked, the smoke dissipating in the wind.
Half a cigarette.
"Many people ahead of us have fallen; we can't wait any longer!!"
Tasha looked ahead and couldn't help but shout again, "We're going to lose if Daepoji comes! Charge in now and take them down in one fell swoop, instead of you, the boss, standing behind and watching!!"
"Shut up!"
Wu Tianyao's eyes widened, and he glared fiercely at Tasha: "Remember, there's only one boss here now. I'm in charge!!"
He said, enunciating each word clearly, "Disobeying orders will result in family discipline!"
Tasha gripped his cleaver tightly, his jaw muscles bulging as he gritted his teeth, and remained silent.
Half a cigarette.
"Sizzle..."
Wu Tianyao took a deep drag on his cigarette, tossed away the burnt-out butt, and pointed his cleaver forward, quickly giving orders: "Divide into three groups, this group, this group, and that group over there, cut them down!"
The situation on the field is now clear.
These three groups are the main thugs of Sang Biao and his gang.
Everyone followed suit and moved.
Tasha was briefly taken aback, but finally understood Wu Tianyao's intentions and quickly followed, gripping his knife.