Chapter 456: The Last Supper

If it's an ordinary gangster on the street, they just need that courage and fierceness. As long as they are more ruthless, more people and more desperate than each other, they will definitely win each other.

However, nowadays, the real fight on the road is not enough to rely on the fierceness and the number of people.

Zhang Ji knew that it was really not that simple for He Cong and the Mo brothers to take down the Huaibei branch.

If Mojiamen members were still a gangster organization composed of ordinary gangsters before, then now, after these years of transformation, they are a little different from the original.

What's more, Zhang Ji dares not underestimate He Cong's command ability.

"Master Zhang, I'll say it first."

When he saw Zhang Ji's eyes looking at him, Pan Sheng could only say.

"Master Zhang, now the number of members of Mojiamen has increased so much, and our number is so few less than them, and some of them are still injured. Therefore, we are not suitable to solve it with the previous positive and quick fighting method. We can only separate their members and fight with them.

In the past, because the members under Zhang Ji were all elite members of Hongmen. They were well disciplined and good at using arrays to deal with each other.

For those gangsters or other anti-powers, as long as they line up to deal with them and beat those gangsters, many of them are not their opponents.

However, now if they are He Cong, who is also good at this method, it is difficult to deal with it.

After Zhang Ji heard this, he nodded and didn't say much, looking at Goldman Sachs.

"Master Zhang, if we can do the front and back attack, the final victory must belong to us."

Now the main members of Mojiamen are in Xuzhou City, and they have to deal with the members of Mojiamen in Xuzhou City.

However, at that time, they had to prevent Mo Jiamen members in the Huaibei branch to prevent their sneak attack.

In fact, the key is that the number of members under Zhang Ji is much less than before, and now their morale is not as good as before, and it is also because their opponents are no longer used as opponents, but become stronger.

If they can't win the other party head-on, they can only use other strategies to win the other party.

Anyway, if you win this time, fewer people may die, Hongmen or Hongqing.

However, if he loses, Zhang Ji knows that not only he is going to die, but also more people in Hongmen may die, and Hongmen does not belong to Hong Qingqi.

In fact, for Zhang Ji, Goldman Sachs and Zou Yuan and Pan Sheng are different. Zou Yuan and Pan Sheng have experienced more on the road, and they are also more stable by nature.

However, Goldman Sachs is more flexible and likes some schemes that others have not thought of.

Now, when Goldman Sachs put forward that opinion, Zhang Ji also knew that Goldman Sachs meant to separate the 2,000 members and use some of them to secretly attack the members of the Mo family.

Because when the members of Hongmen led by Zhang Ji and the members of Mojiamen fought, if the members of Mojiamen could sneak up behind them without knowing it, they would naturally win the other party.

However, now their number is already at a disadvantage. If the 2,000 members are separated, it will be more dangerous when they fight with the Mo family members.

However, Zhang Ji has found that in this case, there is no doubt that the opinion put forward by Goldman Sachs is more likely to win than him.

No matter what, we can only fight together now.

"Well, Goldman Sachs has a good opinion, but who is willing to take 500 members to attack Mo's family at that time."

When Zhang Ji said it, he hoped that these three people would stand up immediately.

However, Zhang Ji found that now the three of them seem to be a little different from before and no longer have the same enthusiasm as before. When he just finished speaking, the three of them either sat there with their heads down or looked out of the window.

The mood of the three people is not high, and Zhang Ji may have guessed some reasons.

Zhang Ji didn't say much. After a while, the smoke in the van dispersed. Goldman Sachs threw the cigarette butt out of the window and looked at Zhang Ji and said.

"Master Zhang, since I made this suggestion, it's up to me!"

"Very good, Goldman, you are thick and thin enough to complete this task. When we arrive at Xuzhou Street, we will sneak up on Mojiamen behind their backs, and we will definitely be able to defeat those anti-thieves of Mojiamen.

Zhang Ji smiled a rare smile and patted Goldman Sachs on the shoulder and said.

However, at that moment, when the three looked at Zhang Ji, they all had an unspeakable feeling.

Many times, do they regard Zhang Ji as their boss, or regard them as their father, friend, or something else?

However, they didn't know, but when they knew that Zhang Ji smiled, they knew that Zhang Ji seemed to be much older than two years ago.

Many times, they have something to say to Zhang Ji.

However, Zhang Ji is like a strict father, making them have a lot of ideas in their hearts and can't say it directly.

Maybe this is Zhang Ji's life, or their life.

Zhang Ji just finished speaking. When the four people came out of the van, they found that it was already dark outside. It was already eight or nine o'clock at night.

"Master Zhang, Deacon Zou, Deacon Pan, Deacon Gao, we can eat."

Originally, they had dinner at five or six o'clock, but now because of various things, they didn't start dinner until eight or nine o'clock.

When Zhang Ji and Zou Yuan came to each other, all the members of Hongmen were waiting for them.

However, those members look the same as ordinary vans or taxi drivers, because they don't have time to go home for dinner, so they will buy a quick snack on the roadside and have a meal.

In the eyes of many people, since they, as members of Zhang Ji, have shed so much blood and sweat for Hong Qingcang, the benefits should be good.

After all, they are fighting for their lives on this road.

However, in fact, it is not like that, because they only have two or three thousand yuan a month, and there are no other benefits, but better than ordinary workers.

However, that's the case of fighting for life.

Nowadays, it seems that they are not even comparable to those security guards.

When looking at them, Zhang Ji sighed and said.

"Let's have dinner."

Soon, two dishes and one soup made by their own people were served, and then ten people, or more than ten people gathered together, ate steamed buns and vegetables, or ate those two bowls of rice.

However, today's situation looks different from before, and everyone's interest seems to be not high. They all bow their heads and eat there, only the sound made when eating.