Chapter 2973 Successor

"What?"

Jerry stood up from the chair suddenly, his face changed drastically, and the cold light made the little brother who came to report the news turn pale with fright, and he bowed his head and dared not speak.

"Go, go down and have a look!" Jerry immediately walked downstairs quickly, and soon came to the gate of the clubhouse. There were two black vans parked here. The smell faintly floats in the air with the breeze.

Seeing this scene, Jerry's eyes almost popped out, and the boundless anger and anger made the boys around him dare not breathe out.

"Laxi..." Jerry looked at the corpses in the car in disbelief, all of them belonged to the white gang, and they all died in a tragic manner.

"Boss, in addition to our brother's body, we also found a piece of paper." Although guilty, a person walked over with a piece of paper.

There is not much content on the paper: Jerry, I, Ye Zhengrong, wrote down today's vengeance. These are regarded as interest, which will be doubled in the future.

"Fack squid..." Jerry roared angrily, tearing the paper in his hands to shreds, feeling a great humiliation he had never felt before.

"Ye Zhengrong, Chinese gang, I, Jerry, will not destroy you, I swear I will not be a human being!" Jerry's face turned purple with anger, and a strong murderous intent emerged from his body, scaring all the younger brothers around him.

"Where's the person who drove over? Did you catch him?" Jerry looked around and asked angrily.

"Run, run away..." said a younger brother.

"Boom!"

Jerry kicked the younger brother who answered, and the man was immediately kicked out and fell several meters away.

"Trash, they're a fucking bunch of trash. Find out what's going on here. Who killed Lassi!" Jerry growled.

"Call me all the leaders, and let them come to see me right away. This Ye Zhengrong is too deceptive." Jerry had never been so humiliated before, and immediately swore that he would avenge this revenge. It must be doubled to Ye Zhengrong.

In another place, Blue Moon Clubhouse, Ye Zhengrong and Ye Qian were sitting face to face, with two wine glasses and a bottle of expensive red wine on the table.

Ye Zhengrong opened the red wine and poured a glass for himself and Ye Qian.

"Boss, Doctor Zhang said that you can't drink alcohol!" Luo Tong reminded Ye Zhengrong kindly when he saw that Ye Zhengrong wanted to drink.

"It's okay, I know my body best. I'm very happy today, and I have to have a drink with brother Ye Qian to be happy!" Ye Zhengrong declined Luo Tong's kindness, insisted on picking up the wine glass, and looked at it with a smile on his face. With Ye Qian.

Luo Tong hesitated for a while, and finally stepped aside, he knew exactly what Ye Zhengrong was thinking. For Ye Zhengrong now, the most important thing is to find a suitable successor. This has always been on Ye Zhengrong's mind.

But since Ye Zhengrong got to know Ye Qian, this concern has been slowly resolved. Because of Ye Qian's performance all the time, Ye Zhengrong appreciated everything, especially this time, it surprised Ye Zhengrong even more.

Luo Tong already knew that in Ye Zhengrong's heart, he had completely regarded Ye Qian as his successor. This is probably the reason why Ye Zhengrong brought Ye Qian to the Blue Moon Club. Ye Zhengrong was going to tell Ye Qian about his succession.

"Brother, your performance today really surprised me. I didn't expect that you alone would kill Laxi and others from the White Gang. Your ability is greater than I imagined. I didn't misunderstand you." Ye Zhengrong said this completely from the heart.

To get such a high evaluation from Ye Zhengrong, there is no second in the entire Chinese gang. Because Ye Zhengrong is a great hero, he can make him feel inferior, not to mention the Chinese gang, even the entire Duolun City, Ye Zhengrong has never convinced anyone.

Only, now Ye Zhengrong is truly convinced by Ye Qian. Whether in terms of strategy, courage, talent, or skill, Ye Zhengrong was convinced. Of course, the most important thing is that Ye Zhengrong saw from Ye Qian the kind of brotherhood that is as rare as himself.

"Brother, I accept your heart. I also understand your affection. Speaking of today's matter, I have to thank you, brother." Ye Qian could feel Ye Zhengrong's sincerity towards him, and he was deeply moved. Brothers and friends like Ye Zhengrong, Ye Qian thinks they will be treasures for a lifetime, and brothers who are worth cherishing for a lifetime.

Ye Zhengrong knew what Ye Qian said thank you for, it was to come forward to seek justice for the brother who died in Sanjiang Road Bar Street.

"These are all things I should do. Li Hong deserved what he deserved. It is not a pity for such a person to die." Ye Zhengrong was a little regretful. What he regretted was not Li Hong's death, but Li Hong's death, and so many innocent people could not be exchanged. Brother who died in vain.

"Come on, let's have a toast. It's a celebration of your ascent, and I'm happy for the brothers in Sanjiang Road Bar Street to be able to follow a big brother like you." Ye Zhengrong said, handing over the cup.

Ye Qian didn't hesitate, knowing that some things, such as wine, are the best way to witness brotherhood.

The two clinked glasses and drank in one gulp.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly felt that their hearts were closer than ever before, as if their hearts were already connected by a thread under the influence of the glass of wine just now.

Immediately, Ye Zhengrong was about to fill himself up again, as if the glass of wine just now was far from satisfying. Drinking, drinking alone, that is boring drinking. Two people drinking, if they have their own scheming, it's just entertainment.

Only when two people cherish each other and know each other well, will it be manifested, the artistic conception of a thousand cups of wine is less than a bosom friend!

Ye Qian also felt that he didn't drink enough, one cup was too little. But Ye Qian understands Ye Zhengrong's body better, drinking alcohol is a kind of slow suicide performance for him.

"Brother, you are a bosom friend, and you can cherish each other even if you don't drink alcohol. We are all Chinese people. Since ancient times, Chinese people have used tea to make friends. Why don't we just go for a while and follow the example of the ancients to make friends with tea?" Yeh He looked at Ye Zhengrong with a modest smile.

Although Luo Tong didn't speak at the side, when he heard Ye Qian's words, his heart was moved, and he thought to himself: "Could this be a bosom friend?"

Ye Zhengrong looked at the sincerity on Ye Qian's face, and immediately smiled and said: "Well, let's have a good time too! I really have a lot of good tea here, and I'm not willing to drink it normally, but now it's just right, and Brother, please enjoy the tea flavor of our Huaxia."

Making tea is a delicate work, especially the better the tea, the more delicate it is, and there is no need to be impatient. Therefore, there is an old Chinese saying: Tea ceremony nourishes people and also nourishes nature.

"My brother must also know about my body. I'm afraid that time is short, and I don't know when I will bid farewell to this world." When Ye Zhengrong said this, he was a little helpless and unwilling.

Ye Zhengrong is a legend in the entire Chinatown. Everyone who hears the name Ye Zhengrong will subconsciously give a thumbs up and sigh that this is a real hero.

But this thing of fate, no one knows what she is thinking, no matter how beautiful a person is, once this thing of fate is going to kill them all, no matter how powerful a hero is, he can only look up to the sky and sigh and be jealous of the talents.

"Brother, perhaps, things are not as bad as we imagined!" Although Ye Qian is not very proficient in medical skills, he can also sense the signs of declining vitality from Ye Zhengrong.

Keren is always selfish. For things that you don't want to see or accept, you will always subconsciously think about the good side and comfort yourself.

"Brother's body, elder brother understands better than anyone else. These days, I have figured it out, life and death are fate." Ye Zhengrong said with a wry smile, and drank the cup of tea in front of him in one gulp, completely lost taste Tea interest.

"It's just that, big brother, I have something on my mind. If I can't settle it, even if I die, I can't rest in peace." Ye Zhengrong looked at Ye Qian.

Ye Qian changed his expression and said, "Brother, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Ye Zhengrong's eyes flashed brightly, what he was waiting for was Ye Qian's words.

Ye Zhengrong has worked hard for most of his life, and now the foundation is hard-won, and it is a pity to abandon it. More importantly, the current situation of the Chinese Gang, once Ye Zhengrong falls, the Chinese Gang will be in danger, and I am afraid that no one else will need to invade, and the civil strife alone will be enough to push the Chinese Gang to destruction edge.

Therefore, this is the real reason why Ye Zhengrong has been looking for a suitable successor. Ye Zhengrong is a person who values ​​friendship and kindness, and Ye Zhengrong almost regards the Chinese Gang as his own home. He absolutely does not want to see the day when the Chinese Gang falls.

"Once I fall, the existing balance of our Chinese gang will be broken. At that time, the ambitious Han Dong and the rebellious Qiu Hanjiang will never recognize Hua Hansheng as the leader of the gang. At that time, no one else is needed." Come and fight our Chinese gang, the civil strife in our Chinese gang is enough to push the Chinese gang to the brink of extinction." Ye Zhengrong said meaningfully, this is also the current embarrassing situation of the Chinese gang that anyone with a discerning eye can see.

"So, this has always been the biggest concern for me. If we want to maintain this three-party check and balance situation, we must have someone who can succeed me in shocking Han Dong and Qiu Hanjiang." Ye Zhengrong looked at Ye Qian , eyes full of appreciation.

"And you, brother, are the person I've been looking for the most for me. I hope you can take over my position after my death. I believe that you can not only maintain the current situation, but may even lead our Chinese gang. Take it to the next level!" Ye Zhengrong looked at Ye Qian undeniably, full of trust in Ye Qian.

Ye Qian's face changed when he heard Ye Zhengrong's words. Although Ye Qian had guessed it long ago, when Ye Zhengrong said it, there was still some complicated feeling in it.

"Brother, I really don't want to have such a day!" Ye Qian groaned, frowned, and drank the cup of tea in front of him.