Chapter 1106 Shanjiao Street

Shanjiao Street, as its name suggests, is a street at the foot of the mountain.

If placed in other places, a place with such a name would definitely be the most inconspicuous, but it is different in Yancheng.

because……

'Big swamp' lived on the mountain.

The neighborhoods closer to the mountain are more prosperous and wealthy.

When you come to the foot of the mountain, this kind of prosperity and wealth is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, especially in terms of safety, it is even more amazing.

Not only are there fixed police posts and patrol cars every fifteen minutes, but most importantly, everyone living here has professional bodyguards.

The bright whistle and dark whistle combined with modern technology make every building at the foot of the mountain like a castle, unbreakable.

Because of this, some things became bolder.

An elongated black car drove into the gate of a certain building, bypassed the fountain in front of the gate, and stopped in front of the long hall of the main building after going through three checks.

There is no need for the master's servant, the driver and the co-driver's bodyguard open the door for their master.

An extremely fat, but extremely short man came down.

The other person is in the prime of life, but his skin is extremely loose, and the two pieces of flesh under his eyes stick to his cheeks, making him look like a pug.

Not as cute as a pug, though.

The gloomy expression and vicious triangular eyes made everyone feel uncomfortable when they saw each other.

But even so, this one is much more comfortable than the one who came after him.

The same extended black car, the same shrewd and fierce driver and bodyguard.

The difference is that the person who walked down changed from a fat man to a bald man.

The other party has scars all over his face, and he doesn't have a right hand, but what people care about the most is the clothes and accessories on the other party's body.

In the light, the completely black clothes exude a brilliance that ordinary cloth does not have, but they are not as stiff as ordinary leather clothes.

Very soft and smooth.

Also, the knitting is fine.

When the pale white buttons are dotted on it, it brings out the extraordinaryness of this dress even more.

But none of the people around who knew the details were willing to take a second look at this dress.

The short fat man made even more sarcasm.

"Cambaker, you don't look any prettier even in women's hair."

In a shrill voice, the short fat man took the cigar from his hand.

"Better than a barking mangy dog."

The bald, scar-faced man sneered.

At the same time, he strode towards the other party.

The short fat man puffed away his words without changing his expression. The accompanying bodyguard stepped forward and stood in front of the bald and scarred man.

"Get away!"

The bald-headed and scar-faced man snorted coldly.

The bodyguard in front of him was completely unmoved.

He neither answered nor moved.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense, and the bodyguard following the bald and scarred man took out his gun.

One party draws a gun, and the other party is not to be outdone.

The gun in his hand was also pointed at the other party.

The core of both parties, the short fat man and the bald and scarred man who were pointed at the gun, did not react at all, as if the two guns did not exist.

"Gentlemen."

"You came here to discuss things, not for you to show off your power."

The sound did not come from inside the building. It was very far away, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in front of the hall.

The short fat man raised his eyebrows at the bald and scarred man.

The latter curled his lips calmly.

Then, the two waved at the same time.

The men on both sides retreated, and the two walked into the building side by side.

During this short process, the two of them also exchanged glances from time to time.

Obviously, the two of them are far from being at war with each other as it seems on the surface.

Or……

When facing a more powerful enemy, the weaker two had to work together.

Walk through the uniquely furnished corridors.

In a study room, the two of them saw the owner: an old man with gray hair and a kind smile.

However, the two of them would not really be fooled by the apparent 'kindness'.

They are very clear about the details of the old man in front of them.

In Yancheng, most of the businesses such as arms, firearms, drugs, people, human trafficking, etc. are from this old man.

To put it simply, compared to this humble old man, these two feared bosses are just children who have just learned to walk.

In fact, in Pisk's eyes, the two of them were just childish tricks.

Regardless of the attitude towards 'business'.

Or show him the so-called 'hostility'.

It's all so naive and ridiculous.

The reason why there are still two people left is just because for him, the two people who are dispensable still have a certain role.

For example: today.

"Have you heard about the incident on Delin Street?"

Pisk leaned on the sofa like a real old man and said in a slow voice.

"heard."

"I didn't expect Ford to have such a younger brother."

"Much crisper than Ford."

The bald-headed and scar-faced man nodded.

"Is that really Ford's brother?"

the old man asked.

"Um."

"It is indeed Ford's brother - I sent someone to ask Ford, and Ford himself admitted it."

"That guy is such an idiot!"

"He actually fell into Oak's trap and trapped himself."

The short fat man said, and couldn't help showing his habitual sarcastic smile again.

"Yeah, originally I thought Ford would be the person I need to train after you, but I didn't expect..."

"How is his brother?"

"Have you sent anyone to contact me?"

The old man sighed and continued to ask.

"No."

"However, I don't think contact is necessary."

"He's just a reckless guy."

"No contact at all."

"right!"

"Guys like this will only cause us trouble!"

"What we need now is a stable development, not a fight!"

The two shook their heads at the same time and reached a rare agreement.

"In this case……"

"One of you go and kill him!"

"Kill his men and take charge of Derring Street."

The old man pondered for a moment and then said this.

Derring Street!

The short, fat, bald and scarred man's eyes lit up.

Then, the appearance of sharing the same hatred a moment ago fell apart in an instant.

"give it to me!"

"Why give it to you?"

"I have more people!"

"My people are stronger!"

After unanimous voice, the dispute began.

The old man looked at the argument with a smile and showed no intention of stopping it.

This is what he wants to see the most, so why would he stop it?

As for that new, Ford cousin?

Although it's a pity to lose a pawn worth cultivating.

But compared with that person's plan, what does it mean?

Just when Piske was thinking about watching the argument between the short fat man and the bald man with a scarred face get heated to a fever pitch, and was preparing to seek more benefits for himself, there was a sudden knock on the window.

Ding, ding ding!

After the knocking sound on the glass, the window was opened straight away, and a black object was thrown in from the window and rolled down to the feet of the three people.