its 161: restless guy

"Give me the wine." The young man pointed to the wine in the wine cabinet behind the bar and said to the bartender that the bartender put a few different bottles of wine in front of the young man, and then took out a series of tools and put them in front of the young man. The young man took out a measuring cup from the tool, opened several bottles of wine, poured the wine into the measuring cup to measure the amount, and then poured it in. In the special snow pot for mixing, take out the ice clipper from the tool, take out an appropriate amount of ice from the jar full of ice cubes, and put it in the snow pot.

After completing all this, he covered the Xueke pot, put his right thumb against the top cover of the pot, clamped the Xueke pot with his forefinger and little finger, and used his middle finger and ring finger to support the Xueke pot. Then, he raised his arm and shook his wrist back and forth.

"This guy turned out to be a bartender?" Gong Ping, who stared at the young man, thought to himself. So, he must be from this bar. Listening to his conversation with the bartender just now, could it be that the fire between Qingshan Club and the Caotou Gang was actually provoked by him? Who will he be? Are they members of emerging gangs, or restless elements in the Hesheng League?

Before long, the young man stopped shaking like this, opened the shaker, slowly poured the wine into a glass, and then slowly took a few sips, with a satisfied smile on his face. He looked up and said to the bartender, "I guess Mr. Nie will be mad this time."

"Xiao Baixin is dead. Who do you think Nie Lao would expect?" The bartender asked curiously, "Is it possible that Boss Nie was detained like this?"

"Their way is nothing more than to get bail pending trial." The young man smiled and said, "Over the years, through Xiao Baixin, they have also known many people in the police and senior officials at the municipal level. I heard that there are also their acquaintances in the Provincial Department. However, as far as I know, the only figure in the provincial department, Duan Bailai, has always been incompatible with Xiao Baixin, and now it is worth the Guotao case. In this special period, I'm afraid he won't buy anyone's account.

"This is exactly the same as what you planned. But they won't think of us, will they? After looking around, the bartender whispered to the young man, who shook his head and smiled, "Think of us? I have never competed for interests with anyone in the alliance, and I have never conflicted with anyone. Who would have thought of my head, Ling Ruichen?

"Ling Ruichen..." Gong Ping meditated the name in his heart and firmly remembered it. It turned out to be a gangster in the Hesheng League. It seems that he is a restless guy. It should be that there has been a turbulence in Hesheng League recently, and then take the opportunity to provoke not to help disputes, so as to fight for your own interests.

"This is a great opportunity given to us by God." Ling Ruichen drank his own wine and said to the bartender, "As long as we take advantage of this opportunity, we can become a new force to replace and win. At that time..." With that, he couldn't help laughing.

"At that time, we should be as beautiful as Boss Nie now, right?" Hearing this, the bartender smiled, but he seemed to be a little worried: "But this ideal is too big. Can it really be realized?"

"As long as people can plan their own lives with wisdom, nothing is impossible." What flashed in Ling Ruichen's eyes was not crazy light, but wisdom. It can be seen that in the mind of this cold-looking man is not a crazy idea, but the ultimate wisdom.

"People who can seize this opportunity will not be ordinary people." Gong Ping looked at his back, thought about it secretly, and couldn't help smiling: "Okay, just try your best to set off a storm. I will find a way to stand beside you and help you realize your ideal. Of course, the price is naturally..."

Ling Ruichen and the bartender didn't say much about Qingshanhui and Caotou Gang, but Gong Ping had guessed all this. When the battle took place in the courtyard of Lishui Garden, although Gong Ping and Luan Feng's cars were parked in the alley, Gong Ping sent them out. Although it is far away and can't reach the courtyard, you can squat on the wall outside the courtyard and listen to their conversation clearly.

According to the two gangs of Qingshanhui and Caotou Gang, coupled with Ling Ruichen's words just now, Gong Ping couldn't help guessing that Sun Haowen was killed by Ling Ruichen's people, and the bodies of Han Jun and other three people were also the work of Ling Ruichen. This guy even killed several people for a chance. It seems that he can definitely bear the words of cruelty. Thinking that he was going to deal with such a guy, Gong Ping not only did not feel uneasy, but felt very interesting.

He stood up, paid for the drink, and left the bar. I looked back and wrote down the name of the bar: Black Moon Bar.

"Black moon, a very special name." He muttered in his heart, slowly walked to the parking lot and got into the car.

"It's so fast." Luan Feng looked at him and asked, "How's it going?" Is there anything to gain?"

"That man's name is Ling Ruichen. He is from a small gang in the Sheng League. I think he should be the leader." Gong Ping said, "I guess Qingshan will merge with the Caotou Gang this time. It's all his tricks."

"What does this guy want to do?" Luan Feng was stunned.

"Of course I want to fight for benefits." Gong Ping smiled and said, "We can't guess the specific method, but this guy has a good mind and knows how to take advantage of this rare opportunity to put He Shengmeng in a greater predicament. I think he may make some bigger moves in the near future. I think we should make friends with this gentleman.

"Do you want to enter the Hesheng League?" Luan Feng was stunned.

"Of course." Gong Ping smiled and said, "This guy is very ambitious. The purpose is to replace He Shengmeng and become the leader of Binzhou City. It will be interesting to cooperate with such a guy. I think it can also make He Shengmeng fall soon.

"Will it be more dangerous?" Luan Feng frowned.

"The more dangerous it is, the more interesting it is, isn't it?" Gong Ping looked at the black moon bar outside the window and said slowly, "Now He Shengmeng is like an injured beast. If we give it a chance to breathe, it may heal the wound and jump out to hurt people again. Therefore, we should chase and beat the falling dog and take advantage of its inferior situation to completely knock it down!"

"Be careful." Luan Feng only said this, and after a while, he added, "I believe you!"

"You can also come forward." Gong Ping smiled and said, "Don't say that I believe you will take out the book."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Luan Feng became excited, "Thus, what do you want me to do?"

"Of course it's like this, it's like this." Gong Ping said in a low voice.

"What's so much about this show?" Luan Feng was stunned.

"When the storyteller's companions came to the lawsuit plan, didn't they all say so?"

"I... am convinced of you. At this time, I'm still in the mood to joke.

When the morning sun shone on the earth, Nie Yong stood in front of the window, looked at the rising sun, and whispered to himself, "Originally, it was the rising red sun, but how did it become the remnant sun of the falling mountains? No, it will never be like this. He Shengmeng has been operating in my hands for so long and has finally reached the current scale. It is impossible to sink like this!"

He suddenly turned around and hurried to the phone. He picked up a phone book from the side of the phone. After opening it, he looked for a while, dialed a number, and then said with a smile, "Is it Mayor Zhang? It's me, Nie Yong... What, oh, you're in a meeting. Got it, okay."

After sighing and dialing another number, he opened his mouth with a smile: "Mr. Wang of the Provincial Finance Department? Huh? Wrong number? How can it be? You are just..."

The other party hung up the phone directly.

Nie Yong had a gloomy face and made several phone calls in a row, but the result was almost the same as these two. The better ones refused to talk to him on the pretext of having a meeting, and those who had no future with Shengmeng hung up the phone directly without even giving an excuse.

"Damn it!" Xiang Yi's calm appearance, Nie Yong finally opened his mouth and scolded. In excitement, he waved his hand to break a huge vase beside him, and his body trembled violently because of anger.

"I know that the tree has fallen and scattered, but my tree hasn't fallen yet!" He gritted his teeth fiercely and looked angry, making him look like a ghost of night fork in hell.

"What's the matter? How can I lose my calm? He slowly walked to the sofa, sat down in it, and looked up out of the window.

"Did He Shengmeng really come to the end?"

Time did not stop because of his exclamation. The sun continued to rise and moved slowly. The day passed in such a hurry. Nie Wuwei was imprisoned in the detention center, and no one came to rescue him.

In the end, Nie Yong had to move out the lawyer and take the normal legal route. Here, he also experienced the horror of power. It was just a sentence from Duan Bailai that Nie Wuwei was imprisoned without trial, and he was not allowed to wait for trial. Nie Yong used to rely on the backstage of power and have done a lot of lawless and unreasonable things. Only now has he realized how hateful this lawless and unreasonable person is.

The sun finally set, the moon rose, and the lights in the city lit up, stepping into the prosperity of the night.

Outside the Black Moon Bar, a short and fat guy walked into the bar step by step, casually found an empty table and sat down. After ordering a glass of wine, he drank slowly while watching the pole dance. His eyes seemed to be looking at the dancer, but he couldn't help glancing at the bar.

Not long after, a young man came out from behind the bar, entered the bar from the side door, and replaced the bartender. He stood behind the bar, slowly buttoned his bartender's vest, then took out a few bottles of wine, some bartending tools, made a good-looking cocktail for himself, and then stood behind the bar and drank it slowly.

"This is the boy." The short fat man smiled, stood up with a glass and walked in the direction of the bar.