I haven't been a boss for many years

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After sitting down, Buddha handed over a document and said aloud: "Mr. Zhang, these are all confessions recorded by the Criminal Court. There are a total of eight people under investigation. There are parish workers and Daji's brothers and sisters. It can be confirmed that Daji is indeed fanning the flames behind the scenes, and it has something to do with him twice in a row."

Zhang Guobin smoked a cigar and said in a deep voice: "It's understandable that brothers don't know me well, and we should give them more time to understand me. However, since Daji is involved in the case of Head of State Bai, he must thoroughly understand me. check."

"Amitabha."

Buddha said with a smile, "Zhang Sheng, leave it to me."

"I'm going to save him!"

"Hahaha." Zhang Guobin laughed out loud.

"Buddha, give young people a chance."

Buddha nodded: "That's all."

"Let Atong do the work."

"Extending people is a science. I will talk to Atundo later and teach him some secret techniques of Buddhism."

Zhang Guobin imitated the salute: "Majestic Tianlong, World Honored One, the Buddha Dharma is boundless."

The two looked at each other with smiles on their lips.

That night.

San Francisco, Harborside District, a villa.

Daji had just driven his son back to study, took off his coat and was about to enter the bedroom when there were several knocks on the door.

Daji couldn't help muttering: "Who is it in the middle of the night?"

"Why are the bodyguards at the door dead?"

"Don't call when you approach the inner courtyard!"

San Francisco is already the traditional area of ​​influence of the Grand Council, and with some low-key visits, it may not be announced in advance.

Daji was negligent, lowered his vigilance, and lived a comfortable life.

But when he opened the door, more than a dozen infrared rays covered his whole body, and the more than 20 gunmen at the door all disarmed and lined up in the corner of the garden, bending over and covering their heads.

Fifteen brothers held rifles, turned on infrared rays, and lay behind the car, staring at him cautiously.

In the yard, cicadas and insects kept chirping.

Daji froze on the spot, trembling in disbelief: "Who!"

"Who……"

"Who dares to touch our Grand Court!"

Wantong leaned in front of a car, raised the lighter, and put it close to the cigarette in his mouth.

"Snapped!"

He closed the lighter and said, "Daji!"

"You committed a crime!"

Daji looked surprised: "Tongzi?"

"What is it?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, hiding his luck: "I have nothing to do with Visa!"

He also thought that Visa's work was exposed.

Wantong put his hands in his pockets, but said with a smile: "Of course it doesn't matter. Brother Weishi is loyal and unyielding, and he is willing to work for Chairman Zhang."

"It's not comparable to your Daji, who fanned the flames, stigmatized the big brother, and made people cast aside!"

"what?"

Daji's legs went limp, and he said with horror on his face, "No, no, Tongzi, give me a chance to see Zhang Sheng, let me see Zhang Sheng, okay?"

"Zhang Sheng doesn't want to see you!"

Wantong sneered: "Now squat down with your head in your arms and follow me back to the execution hall, or let the brothers shoot to death randomly, choose one!"

With a face full of despair, Daji slowly raised his hands to cover his head, and slowly squatted on the ground. Several brothers lowered their weapons and rushed forward.

Penitentiary cell.

Daji was bound hands and feet to a chair, and he told the whole story of the incident like a peacock.

In the execution hall, there are only a few who can carry it.

Those who can't bear it are the majority.

Wantong stood in front of the chair and asked, "That's it?"

"Brother Tong!"

"That's it!"

Daji cried and roared: "I was just fascinated by ghosts for a while. I hope that I will be given a chance because I have worked for the Grand Court for many years. I will obediently work for Mr. Zhang in the future."

Wantong sneered: "Want to do something for Mr. Zhang? Are you worthy too?"

He moves sideways.

A brother handed over a military dagger.

Daji struggled and said: "Master Tong, Lord Tong, for the sake of past affection, pass a message to Chairman Wan for me, just a word!"

"One word!"

Wantong said coldly: "Hold him!"

Two brothers stepped forward and held him tightly, but he was still struggling: "I am not worthy of death, I am not worthy of death!"

Wantong pinched his mouth, raised the dagger, inserted the tip of the knife into his mouth, and cut off a piece of his lip.

"Woooooo."

Daji gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and shook his head frantically.

Wantong mercilessly pried open the teeth with the blade, thrust the knife into the mouth fiercely, and savaged the knife against his tongue.

"Woooooooo..."

Daji's mouth was full of blood.

Wantong stirred for a long time, then pulled out the bright red blood dripping blade, and cut out a section of tongue.

The tongue fell to the ground.

Daji grinned and wept bitterly, extremely miserable.

Wantong wiped the blade with his trouser leg in disgust, and said in a sarcasm tone: "My father asked me to bring you a sentence, it's not enough to succeed, but more than to fail, damn it!"

Daji stomped his feet and wailed loudly.

A Tong looked at him and said, "However, Zhang Sheng misses that you have served the Grand Court for many years, so I cut off your tongue as a warning to others! If you dare to mess with your tongue in the future, and beat the boss's tongue, I think you have a ulterior motive. He deserves death!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" I think he still needs to explain.

But A Tong said: "Didn't you talk nonsense about Zhang Sheng killing people without blinking an eye, what kind of bloody dragon, hehe, today I will satisfy you a little bit."

"In the future, if someone mentions the word "Blood Sea Mad Dragon", I will cut off your lower head as well!"

Daji's chicken seems to be lost.

"Take him to the hospital!"

Wantong roared loudly.

Chinatown, Courtyard.

Zhang Guobin received the report overnight.

"Chairman, Daji confessed to instigating the flames of Whiska, but his death has nothing to do with the matter of the head of state, Bai. He admitted that he was afraid of being emptied of power after the change of parish, and wanted to encourage Whiska to stand up and express his opinions. .”

"The plot must be to get Visa to make trouble, wait for the opportunity behind the scenes, and seek the profit of the fisherman. Unexpectedly, it was sold directly to someone in the end."

Wan Tong leaned over and said.

Zhang Guobin nodded slightly: "A villain, he is not as good as Uncle Bai in terms of doing things, and I don't know how to get the position of a professional."

Wantong bowed his head and remained silent.

In fact, Daji was a well-known red-stick thug in the Grand Court when he was young. He relied on beating to get to the top, but it was a pity that his virtue did not match him.

Compared with the real brain-eating boy, there is a difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles. After he got the position, he didn't even read a book.

Sooner or later hit the street!

This also lost the face of the staff of the Grand Court, causing Wantong to feel ashamed.

Now, Zhang Guobin has moved into the "Xia Garden" in Chinatown. This is the most and most authentic Chinese courtyard in North America, covering an area of ​​more than 50 mu. Two stone lions were erected and hidden in the city. They were built for Situ Meitang, which belongs to the assets of Dagong Group and lived for the successive generations of Hongmen mountain masters.

Heichai promised to be the owner of the mountain, but he refused to move into Xiayuan, and deliberately left the garden to Zhang Guobin, so that the world would know who lived in the garden.

He is the real Lord of Hongmen Mountain!

Heichai is only keeping the seal of the owner of Xia Yuan for the owner of Xiayuan, and filling the top spot. In two months, Zhang Guobin will take office as the president of the Hongmen Chinese Labor Union and take control of Hongmen's military power. At the same time, President Wan announced to everyone that Heichai For the next mountain master, the letter will be printed and the dragon chair will be seated. The inauguration ceremony will be held in March next year.

Chapter 527 Returning to China

Heichai asked someone to send a gift box: "Abin, everything in North America has been dealt with, and the rest will wait for the inauguration ceremony in March next year."

"I heard that your wife has given birth, so I specially prepared a gift for the younger generation."

In the garden villa, Zhang Guobin sat on the sofa and thanked him: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Inside the gift box is a gold longevity lock, which is very beautiful in shape and weighs about [-] grams. No matter how big a baby is, it can't be worn.

He closed the gift box and said, "Grandpa, the Grand Palace will be handed over to you."

A week ago, Zhu Baoyi gave birth to a son in Xiangjiang, and Zhang Guobin was busy taking over the Grand Duke's trade union and dealing with military affairs, so he simply left it to the end of the matter.

Go back to Xiangjiang directly, and will live in Xiangjiang for a long time in the next few years to deal with the affairs of Heyihai, and Heichai will naturally handle the affairs of the Great Court.

However, the Dagong Group and the Dagong Labor Union will select a few people to go to Xiangjiang with President Zhang.

Serve as President Zhang's secretary's office, and handle North American affairs remotely, but in the future, he will definitely fly to North America frequently to ensure control of the Grand Court.

Heichai smiled and said, "Don't worry, with me, Asu, President Wan, and my cousin watching over you, there won't be any waves in the Grand Hall."

"With the help of Feilin, Fire Niu, and Wantong, nothing will happen."

"Yes."

Zhang Guobin complimented: "You are all veterans, and you are used to seeing strong winds and waves. What is a mere grand court?"

"Don't give me the ecstasy soup." Heichai waved his hand and said, "I'm old, but my head isn't still showing off. I'm just helping you with a part-time job."

"At the end of the day, this is also your foundation. If something big happens, you have to be the first to stand up and carry it."

Zhang Guobin cupped his hands and said, "Definitely, definitely!"

Heichai said again: "Remember, you promised Chairman Wan that within five years, you will finish dealing with Xiangjiang's affairs within five years, and come to the Grand Court to officially take office."

"When the time comes, don't forget!"

Zhang Guobin smiled wryly, "Don't worry, Grandpa."

"Humph!"

Heichai snorted coldly: "At that time, if you dare to play tricks again, President Wan will be the first to spare you."

His tone softened: "However, in the past five years, since you have been working hard on Yihai's affairs, you also have to worry about the affairs of the Grand Court, so pay attention to your health."

"A person who has just become a father should not only think about himself, but also think about his children."

Zhang Guobin listened to the teaching: "I have been taught."

"At that time, choose a new leader for Yihai, and you will sit on your seat as the emperor, and let the new leader work for you." The emperor is the former leader.

"Then obediently come to the Grand Palace to be the Lord of the Hongmen Mountain, and make some achievements to show President Wan, President Wan can't wait for you for too long!" Heichai said with emotion.

Zhang Guobin thought about it: "It's easy, Grandpa."

He really has no reason to occupy the position of leader of Yihai all the time, the most important thing is that leader of Yihai is a three evil person!

Although it is really necessary to occupy it all the time, there must be no objection.