Chapter 274 Hongmen Conference ([-])
As soon as Masahito Yamamoto stepped down the steps, two men in black shirts, black trousers, and red headscarves stood in front of him with knives, the blades of which were dazzling with cold light.
"Did you know that this is a forbidden area for the Hong Army? It is heavily guarded and cannot be offended! Military law will be merciless to those who violate it!"
"I am the auxiliary pioneer of the Ming Dynasty. I am the first to build bridges and pave roads. I open roads in the mountains and destroy the cities. Who doesn't know that God has blessed the flood!"
After a few powerful and ups and downs sentences passed, the whole audience was silent.
Gradually, there were some detailed discussions.
"I'm going to beat you up! This carrot can speak formulas more fluently than me. I've been reciting this formula for several days, and I still stumble when I talk."
"You? Do you have a chance to read it? I asked you to stand next to big brother to support the scene. It was already the highlight of your club career, and that's all!"
"Why does it sound weird to me? I feel uncomfortable..."
"Hey, the one pouring water, what do you think?"
Several people with dragon and tiger tattoos turned to look at the young man in waiter's clothes who was serving tea and water to people.
"I?"
There was a trace of doubt on the man's young face, and there was visible nervousness.
"Yes, it's you! Don't worry, I'm not asking you to collect cleaning fees. Why are you afraid of being like that! Aren't we abominable?"
As he said that, the waiter was pulled over.
"Are you new here? I've never seen you before."
The waiter was obviously still scared. He whispered: "Brothers, I don't belong to the club. I just heard that people are needed here to do odd jobs."
"Well, I'm doing odd jobs. What's your name?"
"Xiao Sa, everyone calls me Xiao Sa."
"Hmm? It's so arrogant for someone who doesn't belong to a club to choose a name? Forget it, let me ask you now, what do you think when you look at this scene?"
The waiter named Xiaosha looked towards the center of the place, nodded and said: "It's very majestic and domineering."
His words immediately aroused doubts from others.
"Hey, big brother, I'm asking you sincerely. If you're perfunctory with us like this, aren't you afraid that we'll pull you behind and beat you up later?"
Xiaosha's face immediately turned pale, and he quickly asked: "Do you really want to say it? I'm just afraid..."
"What are you afraid of? What have you not heard before? What have you not said before? If you tell lies to fool us, we will not be happy."
"Okay, then I'll say it... I think you big brothers and bosses, you usually compete with each other outside, and when you talk about the world, it's brotherly loyalty and grudges.
As a result, now a carrot head is in charge, but you don't dare to say a word, sitting at the bottom chattering, like a bunch of old and lustful young ladies who can't find anyone to patronize you.
I even wonder if you don’t have a spring bag. How can you tolerate this? "
After hearing this, several people couldn't help but froze for a moment, looking ugly. They looked at each other for a few times before they remembered to slap the brat in front of them.
As a result, when they turned back, the man had disappeared without a trace, and no trace could be found.
……
Liu Banxian was sitting alone in the corner. After Dahao left, several people came up to exchange business cards with him and handed him cigarettes. He was very busy with social activities.
But he knows that Feng Shui is actually in the service industry. You have to provide whatever the guests like.
In addition to technology, the service attitude must also make people feel comfortable and at ease.
To make others trust you, the first step is not to be too rigid in your attitude, which will make people think you are being mysterious and make it difficult for people to tell whether you want to help them or harm them.
Of course, it’s not okay to have too little sense of boundaries, as that would make you look like a charlatan who only gets close to one person.
The knowledge of human nature is much more profound than the content in the atlas!
Holding a cigarette in his mouth and shaking his head, in the auditorium where he was, a waiter came over with a tray filled with wine in tall cocktail glasses.
"Here, I'll give you a drink!"
"Yes, yes, the mafia in North America like to drink this now."
"Ah, what is the mafia? They are probably members of the same gang as you. Is it as majestic as you? There is definitely not one! It can't be compared! It's completely incomparable! Please use it slowly..."
The waiter passed out the wine on the plate as he walked, and soon walked to Liu Banxian's side.
"Sir, would you like a drink? An ice-cold cocktail."
Liu Banxian did not raise his head, but glanced at the tray from the corner of his eye. In the transparent glass, a touch of green was particularly conspicuous.
"What kind of wine is this? I haven't seen it before?"
"Oh, To Kwa Wan Martini, it's very popular now."
As soon as the waiter finished speaking, there was the sound of liquid splashing from the seats around him, accompanied by bursts of coughing and gasping for air.
Liu Banxian frowned, and after a moment of hesitation, he shook his head and said, "Thanks, I can't drink such a trendy thing. If you have some Wujiapi, you can give me some."
When the waiter heard this, he simply put the tray on the ground and sat down next to him.
"This is a high-end place, where did the Wujiapi come from? That's only found in food stalls." Liu Banxian raised his head in confusion, glanced at the waiter, and frowned even more.
"What do you call this man?"
"Me, if you like, you can call me Xiaosa."
"Naughty and unrestrained, well, it does match you very well."
Liu Banxian touched his chin and whispered: "Why is it that the film is about to start? Uncle Ming and you didn't even notify me. Why don't you treat me as your brother?"
At this time, Yin Xiucai, who transformed into "Chicago", laughed and said softly: "I just knew you would come, so I didn't say hello to you, so as not to appear deliberate."
"That's right. It wasn't until I met you that my leisurely and relaxed mood completely disappeared."
As he spoke, he adjusted his sunglasses again, "Now around us, in addition to the ambush troops, He Lisheng seems to have invited some masters to sit in the audience. I don't mean martial arts masters, but those who can do magic."
"Maoshan Technique?" Yin Xiu asked cautiously.
Unlike others, Liu Banxian doesn't need any means. He can see the difference between that person and ordinary people just by taking a glance at others. This is something that cannot be learned, it is something that comes with his blood.
Liu Banxian shook his head, "It should be the Nanyang evil arts, those that are not popular."
"Not popular, but very sinister, right?"
"That's right, the less popular the people, the more sinister and vicious they are. Otherwise, how can these crooked people survive?"
Yin Xiu wiped the ashes on his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "Then do you think these people can become invulnerable?"
"It's hard to say, but it shouldn't be able to stop the dragon and tiger's energy. Wait...don't you want to take action now? There are a lot of people here."
Liu Banxian looked around, turned around and met a fat man with dark skin. Both parties looked away intentionally or unintentionally.
When he turned around, Yin Xiu was already planning to get up.
"These little fish and shrimps are just here to block the knife. What do I care about with these people? Right now I just want to go to the stands opposite."
Liu Banxian followed his line of sight and saw that the stand diagonally opposite was in the center, very close to where Yamamoto Masahito opened the altar and saluted.
The person sitting there is not only different from the chair here, but also the dress and face are different from those around him.
Liu Banxian glanced at them and saw that most of them were blond foreigners, red and gold, with strange shapes.
He knew many of the people here, although it was not a casual acquaintance, but because he often attended high-end parties, he had seen, heard, or read about most of the people here, or read about them in the newspapers.
These people are not ordinary entrepreneurs and factory owners, but senior officers of the police force, the Governor's Palace, and congressmen. Many of them can decide the fate and lives of many people with just a few words.
Most of the Tang people sitting with them were also extraordinary people.
Tang detectives, commissioners, justices of the peace and model young people from various districts gathered here.
As for Lei Hu, he was sitting in the middle seat, chatting happily with a few foreign devils.
"Liu Banxian, look at how many good people there are here?"
Liu Banxian shook his head, "Brother Yin, it's not a good habit to judge people by their appearance."
Yin Xiu glanced at him and said, "You are a fortune teller who doesn't judge books by their appearance, why do you still need to check your pulse?"
"Hey, that's not what you said."
Liu Banxian still shook his head, approached him and said: "If you want to go there, don't order the To Kwa Wan Martini. There are knowledgeable people there, unlike these old haters, who are not easy to fool. "
Yin Xiu smiled and said: "If I want to go there, I must just walk there like this. Otherwise, how do you think I will go there? Do I still have to wait on them?"
"what do you mean?"
When Liu Banxian was confused, he saw the noise in the stands facing outside. Many people stood up like "waves", and their heads rose and fell one after another.
He quickly lay down on the railing and looked out, only to see a funeral procession appearing on the road leading outside the ancestral hall.
There were probably nearly a hundred people in the team, all dressed in white and wearing linen and mourning.
There were no drums, no one lighting firecrackers in front to clear the way, and no one even throwing paper money to lead the way.
They just walked silently, and even the sound of footsteps on the street was not noticeable.
When the team approached, Liu Banxian couldn't help but widen his eyes.
I saw that the person walking at the front of the procession was actually Thirteen.
Wearing white mourning clothes and carrying a soul flag, she walked at the front.
Behind her were Long Gen's other two adopted sons, holding two photos on their chests, one of Long Gen and the other of Hong Sheng.
Behind these people, two dark coffins were pulled by camels and horses, slowly moving forward with the crowd.
Not only Liu Banxian's temples were beating, but also everyone who saw this scene first couldn't help but take a breath.
"Brother Yin, is this part of your plan?"
Yin Xiu grinned, "This is not a plan, this is a trick."
As he said that, he picked up the tray and walked to the center stand.
(End of this chapter)