Chapter 625： This hatred, you have to report!

Hey.

Xiao Zheng ordered a cigarette and looked at Ye Zanghua calmly. He said: "First, I am used to today’s hatred today. It’s not too late to play for ten years. Second, I have been there in my life. A lot of opportunities, I have grasped it, maybe I can be a big man now. Of course, I can’t compare with the big guys who are high above you. Third, maybe I don’t have any city strategy, I’m not destined to be a strategist. I usually do things without regard to the consequences, just consider the present. I think it is necessary to do it, even if the Emperor is pressed, I have to move on his head."

Ye Zanghua’s expression is complicated and looks to Xiao Zheng: “Are you decided?”

"Yeah." Xiao Zheng nodded.

"Although I think it's stupid for you to do this." Ye Zang spent a cigarette and looked serious. "But I have to say that your kid is very kind. Dare to do a lot of things that people can't do. No wonder Lin Lin can be in the middle of you."

"Does this boast me, or yell at me?" Xiao Zheng asked.

"Everything." Ye Zanghua blinked. Play the taste. "Since the old white has returned, Yanjing has not had your burdock that is not afraid of death for a long time."

Xiao Zheng took a cigarette and said: "Besides you come to me to say something, should you still be prepared to give me an address?"

"Yeah." Ye Zanghua nodded. "The person you are looking for is in the Tongquelou. The real private clubhouse. Yanjia entertains the guests. Even me, without an invitation, can't get in."

After a pause, Ye Zanghua blinked: "But I guess, you can enter without an invitation."

Ye Zanghua did not say a word, Yan Shang has placed a table at the Tongque House to wait for him to appear, not to go, relying on Xiao Zheng’s decision.

"Thank you." Xiao Zheng spit out a smoke ring and pulled the door to jump.

"Hey. Ah Zheng." Ye Zanghua came out and asked, laughing. "You shouldn't alienate me for the words just now?"

"I have a big ‘small gas' on my face?” Xiao Zheng turned back and asked.

Ye Zanghua grinned and said: "German."

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Tongquelou is located in the city centre. As Ye Zanghua said, it is a private club with a good history. A clubhouse like this, Lin Chaotian has, Lu Dashan also has. Xiao Zheng did not go to Lin Chaotian’s private club, but spent two meals at the club in Lu Dashan. Unlike ordinary clubs, the style is different and the atmosphere is different. Of course, the biggest difference is that ordinary clubs are profitable, and real private clubs are not only not profitable, but also a place where money is spent.

Xiao Zheng took a taxi and asked the driver. He found it for a long time before he found it on a very visible road in the city center.

"Rely. It's too weird. I ran on this road for more than ten years, but I haven't noticed such a club." The master said.

Xiao Zheng smiled and simply paid the fare. Not surprisingly, no one who is qualified to come to the Tongque Building will take a taxi. Therefore, for this master, it may not be possible to pull the guests to the Tongque Building for a lifetime. Xiao Zheng is the first one.

After getting out of the car, Xiao Zheng strode to the gate of Tongquelou.

In the Yanjing City Center, where there is a lot of money, there is such a piece of land, whether it is rented or bought, but only a three-storey hardcover club. How to look at it is more lavish than the commercial buildings on the dozens of floors upstairs.

Xiao Zhenggang went to the door of Tongquelou, and the guards of the two gatekeepers stopped him. Politely asked: "Mr. Please show your invitation."

"No." Xiao Zheng sang a cigarette.

No?

No invitations dare to go here? Where did the savage ran out?

"Mr. Your surname?" asked a modest guard who was modest.

"Free of your name, Xiao." Xiao Zheng took a cigarette. "The grass is Xiao."

The two heard the words, and asked when they were nervous: "Xiao Zheng?"

"It's me." Xiao Zheng cooked the banquet.

"Mr. Xiao invited." A guard was busy leading Xiao Zheng into the clubhouse. Just arrived in the lobby, a rich cheongsam wearing a cheongsam - the face of the woman with the spring meets up, Xiao Zheng asked for a cold. It makes people feel like a spring breeze.

However, Xiao Zheng, who has experienced a lot of big winds and waves, understands that the heroes who died in the gentle township are far less than the brave men who died on the battlefield of smoke. A single late Ming Ming Chen Yuanyuan, I do not know how many soldiers who are brave and wary. Isn’t this the case?

The cheongsam beauty and Xiao Zheng simply implied two sentences and led him straight to the second floor. Passing through a quiet corridor, and then bypassing a few different rooms, led Xiao Zheng to a large door in the depths of the courtyard.

"Mr. Xiao, please come in."

The cheongsam beauty woman did not ask the reason, determined the identity of Xiao Zheng, went straight here, did not say much on the way, went to the door, then turned back to the original way, seems to worry about being yourself.

Xiao Zheng did not say much, and pushed the door of the door with one hand and strode in.

Crouching.

As soon as the door opened, Xiao Zheng saw the huge hustle and bustle within one door. The banquet of the crisis. His first hard battle in Beijing.

The box is huge. A little glance, at least there must be a hundred flat. This is enough to be a luxury for a box that is normally used for rest.

There is a small parlor area in the box and a huge dining table next to it. Large enough to accommodate more than 20 diners.

Xiao Zheng pushed in and saw someone sitting in the meeting area drinking tea and chatting. I also saw people sitting at the table eating, drinking, staggering, dancing. A few beautiful glamorous beautiful women are wrapped around the young man in a suit, and they make a sound, a vivid picture of the living and the scent of the world.

Xiao Zheng stepped on the soft carpet and nearly 20 people in the room looked at him. Originally lively, the hustle and bustle of the room also instantly fell into a quiet and strange space. The needle can be heard.

Crouching.

The door was automatically closed, and Xiao Zheng was involved in the banquet that was clearly not for him but was carefully prepared for him.

Soon, Xiao Zheng put his eyes on a gloomy and tough face.

Yan Shang.

When I was eating in a pot, I was an old comrade who trained on the field. Xiao Zheng’s number one enemy.

Without him, Xiao Zheng will not ruin a great future. Without Xiao Zheng, Yan Shang will not fall to this point. The so-called enemies, the so-called dead enemies, are probably not the case.

After Xiao Zheng entered the room, Yan Shang slowly stood up and annihilated the cigarettes in his hands, taking a lazy but insidious pace, step by step toward Xiao Zheng. Even the fake smile on his face is too lazy to be groomed. His eyes are staring at Xiao Zheng, and his lips are slightly open: "Xiao Zheng. I used to be a classmate. I belonged to the old comrades in the artillery battalion. In order to beat me this leg, he I gave up the opportunity to study in the army. It also ruined my chance to stay in the army. He would not interrupt my leg, maybe I am not a vice president, but a major.

He seems to be introducing Xiao Zheng's identity to his friends. At the same time, he is also explaining to his friends the grievances between the two. Until he walked to the front of Xiao, the four eyes were opposite, and he finally said what he had buried in his heart for many years: "This hatred, you have to report."

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