Fierce Love: Dawn Mystery

At this moment, Kim was indeed taking a leisurely walk on the street, seeing the time, he grabbed a pony on the side of the road, threatening and luring him to ask for directions.However, he obviously overestimated his ability to express himself. After a long time of gesturing, the other party understood everything he said, but he still didn't understand it.

He was so angry that he wanted to knock down the yellow-haired kid in front of him with a punch.At this moment, a few people suddenly appeared behind them, speaking in standard Mandarin Chinese: "Our boss is here, please follow us."

It was only then that Kim realized that he was being followed all the way without realizing it, and a little frustration surfaced as if a strong dragon could not overwhelm a local snake.

He got in Dongsen's car and went to a tea house. Under the leadership of others, Kim walked into a semi-open box. There were two people inside. The leading man was sitting on a chair, and beside him was a man with a scorpion tattoo on his arm. child.

"Is this your boss?" Kim asked the person who led him in, who nodded respectfully.

The person sitting saw that there was no one of his own behind Kim, so he couldn't help being curious, and he didn't take precautions on other people's territory, either he was an equal opponent or an arrogant idiot, but he didn't care whether the person who came was an opponent or an idiot, as long as he reached Whatever you want is fine.

"People who are used to seeing big scenes are really different. Today's meeting is actually coming alone."

I don't know if the words were more admiration or more ridicule, Kim didn't bother to analyze, walked over the crowd to the man, moved a chair and sat down, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Name."

"Be respectful!" The boy standing on the side couldn't hold back at first, seeing Kim's arrogant appearance, he couldn't help but blurted out and wanted to teach him a lesson.

The seated person waved his hand, telling him to step down.

"Zhong Yisheng."

Kim's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly and he was looking at Zhong Yisheng carefully. He looked like he was only in his thirties, but some white hair had grown from his sideburns, and his mannerisms were full of bookishness, so gentle and elegant that he didn't seem like a celebrity The big drug lord who shocked Southeast Asia.Legend has it that Zhong Yisheng had studied for a few years, but his parents had accidents one after another and had to hang out with clubs in order to make a living.After joining the club, he made outstanding achievements repeatedly, and was promoted to the position of branch hall master in one fell swoop. Under his leadership, Dongsen Nantang is at the height of the sky. Not necessarily in a few years.

Zhong Yisheng didn't disobey him when he saw his sizing eyes, and let him scrutinize him. He waited until Kim had seen enough before he said, "This is all my people, aren't you afraid?"

Kim turned his head to look at the aisle, and besides the few people who led him just now were still outside the door, there were only two people in the room left, so he turned around and replied, "You don't have many people with you."

Zhong Yisheng smiled lightly: "How many people in this teahouse do you think sincerely came to drink tea today?"

The meaning in this sentence is very scary, every corner is full of Dongsen's people, Kim is the turtle in the urn, and if he is not careful, he will die back today. Zhong Yisheng intends to scare him, but he didn't expect him to be full of indifference: " How much the same."

Mo Bei once said that he has never seen anything in this world that Kim would be afraid of.

In fact, fear is concern, and only when a person has concern, will he be afraid. Kim has always been carefree, and the only person who is concerned is safer than anyone else, so just like now, there are enemies behind him, and in front of him is the master He still can't be afraid of an opponent with great power of life and death.

Zhong Yisheng appreciates Kim's conceit, but his natural pride makes him feel threatened.

"Tell me, why did you withhold my goods?" Straight to the point.

"Since you are so direct, let me speak clearly. There are only two things I want, arms and a market."

Zhong Yisheng suppressed his smile, his gaze was sharper than a sword, he was clearly not discussing, but requesting.

"The Green Gang never touches drugs."

Killing with a weapon is just a moment, but drugs are a way to hollow out a person's soul.Even though selling drugs is profitable, it is too dirty. The foundation of the Youth Gang is very stable. They don't need drugs, and Mo Bei will not agree.

"Are you rejecting me? Have you thought about the consequences?"

"The Green Gang can live without me as the boss, but it can't get involved in drugs."

The boy standing next to him was about to draw his gun out of desperation, Zhong Yisheng hurriedly stopped him, and shouted: "Sa Kun!"

Kim is still unmoved, Zhong Yisheng has no choice but to soften his attitude first, he knows that the real manipulator of the Youth Gang is not Kim, but the relationship between this person and Kim is inextricably linked, it's not that he dare not touch Kim, it's just that With one move, Dongsen's plan to open up the US market will be completely lost, and he will cause a big trouble for no reason.

"I'm too impatient, Mr. Kim, why don't we have a cup of tea first, and then we can talk?"

Kim wanted to say that there was nothing to talk about, but thinking that Mo Bei just got angry today, it's better to be quiet, otherwise he will be taught a lesson, and Zhong Yi's attitude changed quickly, so he still followed them first: " All right."

What Zhong Yisheng handed over was a cup of black tea. Kim grew up eating western food, and never liked tea. After a few sips, he didn't want to drink it anymore. He dangled it in his hand and played with it.

Zhong Yisheng asked him when he saw it: "Don't you like drinking tea?"

While thinking, Kim clasped the rim of the cup with two fingers, swirled the cup, round and round, he swung very slowly, so the tea didn't splash a lot.It was just an ordinary movement, but Zhong Yisheng was stunned.

In my memory, there was a boy wearing a student uniform. When I came to the teahouse with him for the first time, I also didn’t like drinking tea, but I played with the teacup, dangling, dangling, circling around to the bottom of his heart.This was a very common action, but after so many years, few people could shake the teacup in front of him so easily, so for a moment he mistook Kim for the person in his memory.

"Is there any coffee, milk tea or something here?" Kim put the teacup back on the table, with a soft slap, Zhong Yisheng came back to his senses, his expression was not natural, and his speech was not as smooth as before.

"This is a teahouse, how could there be?" He paused in the middle of the sentence, thought for a while and said, "I'll ask someone to buy it for you."

Kim didn't take it seriously: "Whatever."

Zhong Yisheng turned his head and said to the boy named Sakun, "Buy a cup of mandarin duck."

That boy was very obedient, even though he didn't like Kim, he followed Zhong Yisheng's advice without any discomfort.

After a while, a cup of mandarin duck was placed in front of Kim, and he picked up the cup hesitantly: "This is called mandarin duck? Isn't it milk tea?"

Zhong Yisheng said with a smile: "Mandarin duck is a unique drink in Hong Kong. It is half coffee and half milk tea, so it is called mandarin duck."

While he was talking, Kim carefully touched the rim of the glass with his lips, as if he was afraid of being burned, and blew a few breaths before touching it.Zhong Yisheng was secretly funny, the person who didn't even care about his life just now was afraid of being scorched.

In fact, Sa Kun didn’t take much time to buy this cup of mandarin duck flower from the tea restaurant opposite, but it was enough to make it from hot to warm. After taking the first sip, Kim felt confident and finished it after a few sips. After picking up the mandarin duck, he put the cup on the table, and saw that Zhong Yisheng's face was fine, and he was about to slap his ass and leave.

"I've finished drinking, have you thought of a way?"

"No." Zhong Yisheng understood what he was thinking, and he didn't force him in the future.

"Then I'll go first. The batch of arms will be sold to you as a favor. You can keep half of it and return the rest to me. There are still people waiting in Russia." It's a big face, Kim felt that he was quite happy to meet today, so it was rare for him to be generous, anyway, the money he lost was not his own.

Seeing Kim walking out of the door swaggeringly, Sa Kun couldn't help asking Zhong Yisheng: "Are you going to let him go like this?"

Of course, Zhong Yisheng couldn't just give up like this. What's more, the shadow he saw from Kim made him miss it. Maybe he hasn't had the opportunity to miss the past like this for a long time. He even has curiosity about this arms dealer who doesn't distinguish between friends and enemies.

"Find a few people to follow him. Treat your brothers to tea today. I'll think about it when I get back."

Zhong Yisheng looked at the empty cup that had been drunk, and showed an unprecedented gentle smile, which made Sa Kun beside him tremble.

What kind of things can make Zhong Yisheng smile so softly?