Yuecheng, Chepi.

The door of a small midnight snack restaurant is closed, and there are two big words hanging on the signboard - closed.

At the door, there were still several horsemen walking around patrolling.

In the hotel room, Geng Biao and a man in his thirties sat down and drank.

"Arong, it's been very hard in southern Myanmar for more than a year." Geng Biao poured wine himself.

"What's the hard work or not? I made a mistake in Guangdong City. There were only two roads at that time. Either go to Inner Mongolia or southern Myanmar."

Geng Biao sighed: "I, a big boss, can't save you."

"Don't say that, I had someone on my hands at the beginning, and staying in China and hiding around and living was a coward. It was quite carefree to go to southern Myanmar. Besides, I, Yang Rong, can have a son until now, so I have to thank you for sending me money for you."

After saying that, Yang Rong looked at a woman sitting not far away. She was holding a baby in her hand and coaxing her gently.

"She has been with you for so long, but still can't understand Chinese?"

Yang Rong lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled from his nostrils: "The women in Myanmar are very stupid, and their financial resources are not good. If she hadn't given birth to a son for me, I would have thrown away her when I came back this time."

Geng Biao nodded: "I have no choice but to call you back this time."

"I know, the boss will tell me in detail, where did the pounce named Xiong Baizhou pop up."

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"Big Boss."

"Brother Xiong."

"boss."

There are many names, and tonight Xiong Baizhou and Chen Qingyun and others made an appointment to have dinner with the courier who connected to logistics.

These people were entrusted by Ma Jiu to Xiong Baizhou. To be fair, they may be more tired than before when they were in the "stealing sect", but their income must be greater than that at that time.

Moreover, they are now engaged in a legitimate career and feel at ease and at ease, especially when they see the police, they no longer need to hide.

This is a promising job, not only reflected in income, but also the four words "let love go home" behind it. After the advertising and explanation, these couriers can feel the curiosity and praise in the eyes of others when walking on the street.

This is a kind of respect for personality, and this respect is given by Xiong Baizhou.

Song Shihao gradually integrated into the circle of hardcore horsemen like Liu Daxiang based on the "Madam's Route". He spoke much casually: "Brother Xiong, if you have any questions, you should give me some special food."

The others also echoed: "That's right, just let Brother Daxiang or Brother Xiaosheng talk to us."

If we count strictly, this group of people was actually the first "prodigal sons" to surrender to Xiong Baizhou, so they looked at the Chen Liujin forces, Huang Ruibo forces, and Bai Dengwei forces who surrendered later all had the eyes of seniors, and also had a sense of pride that they claimed to be the "direct lineage" of Xiong Baizhou.

Xiong Baizhou smiled and said loudly: "Can you drink with you if you have nothing to do? You will open your food and drink tonight, and I will treat you."

"good!"

There are free wine and meat, and the people who treat them are their current bosses. Moreover, Xiong Baizhou gave face toasts from these people, and almost all of them were all drunk. He also asked Liu Daxiang and others to toast on their behalf. The atmosphere was very warm.

After everyone had enough food and drink, Xiong Baizhou stood up and said, "Everyone, if you are an employee, I am the boss; if you are an expert in the world, I am your boss, so we have feelings for both public and private lines."

"Now the Spring Festival is coming, Chen Zheng and I discussed it. Since many companies are on holiday, the express delivery business volume has dropped a lot. Why don't you let you go home early and we will start again next year."

Xiong Baizhou finished speaking with a smile, but the scene gradually became quiet.

"Why, don't you want to go home on holiday? Everyone has a year-end bonus." Xiong Baizhou's smile remained unchanged.

The courier still had no answer.

Sheng Yuanqing was unhappy and slapped the table with a "bang": "Damn, do you still treat Brother Xiong as a boss in your attitude?"

After a long time, Song Shihao said softly: "None of us has homes anymore."

"Brother Xiong, I know Zhoumei will be very busy this year. If the logistics business volume decreases, we can return to Zhoumei Electric to deliver goods."

"That's right, Brother Xiong, I don't remember where my home is."

"Big Boss, my home is connected."

"Brother Xiong, don't drive us away."

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The sounds came one after another. Xiong Baizhou looked at the group of men who had real feelings under the urging of alcohol, and felt both relieved and worried.

It is gratifying that under their unremitting guidance, these people's overall quality has improved;

What is worried about is posts, telecommunications, Geng Biao, and Yang Rong.

"Since you all say this, I don't plan to hide it anymore. Because Liantong's performance is too good and it violates the interests of the postal system, these cowards cannot compare with us in business, so they think of other wrong tricks."

"I have already received the news that Geng Biao is ready to move the courier who connects with logistics."

"Brother Xiong, why do Geng Biao have the courage to mess with you? I think he just makes a comeback and gets back some face." Song Shihao looked disdainful.

"That's right, if he dares to mess with us, we can fight back." After "fighting" with es, these people were very confident.

"This time it's different. I heard that Yang Rong was recalled by him." Xiong Baizhou said slowly.

"Yang Rong!"

Look at me, I look at you, and it took a long time to remember the owner of this name.

Yang Rong, Geng Biao's number one thug.

In Geng Biao's territory, the bars on Yanjiang Road, the old street of Shangxiajiu, the food city in Jiangnanxi, and the Baima Clothing City next to the railway station, these money-making places were built bit by bit by bit by bit by Yang Rong.

Yang Rong is good at fighting and likes to break other people's limbs. He is as bloodthirsty as a madman. He even has a nickname called "Mad Dog Yang Rong."

During one of the battles, Yang Rong accidentally injured his life and had to be sent to Nanmei by Geng Biao to avoid the limelight.

Now Geng Biao recalled the mad dog, and there was another news about posts and telecommunications, and the connection between the two was very obvious.

Xiong Baizhou is not worried that Yang Rong will target him, and even Wang Lianqiao will not be able to do so. The grudges involved in the world are revenge killings that will never end. Geng Biao has a wife, children and a mother in Guangdong City, so his concerns will be even greater.

He dared not target Xiong Baizhou, but he could target these outsiders who connected to express delivery.

Xiong Baizhou thought for a while: "Let's do this, now everyone will come to Zhoumei Electric Appliances first. Tomorrow is the last day. Let you explain to the company."

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On the way back after drinking, Sheng Yuanqing was the driver, and Xiong Baizhou sat in the passenger seat. I don’t know if it was because he was drunk or other reasons, but suddenly felt inexplicably palpitations.

"Brother Xiong, what's going on?" Sheng Yuanqing asked with concern.

"It doesn't feel good." Xiong Baizhou said with a frown as he looked at the thick dark night.

"If it doesn't work, let's do it first, just like dealing with Sun Yongbao."

"Is Sun Yongbao affecting our interests? Where is Geng Biao?" Xiong Baizhou shook his head: "Isn't this world that can do whatever you want if you have the strength, otherwise Geng Biao will provoke me again and again, and he will survive until now?"

"What should I do?"

"Send someone to stare. As long as they show a little tail, I can take action with me." Xiong Baizhou pondered for a moment.

In the hotel in Chepi, Geng Biao also explained the origin of Xiong Baizhou clearly.

"Xiong Baizhou is not the kind of person who passively accepts the results. He will definitely take the initiative to find opportunities, so we should avoid the long nights and dreams. We should take action as soon as possible."

Yang Rong smiled fiercely: "Then let's go tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

"tomorrow!"

Yang Rong opened his bag and took out a pair of metal finger tigers from it. Geng Biao glanced at him. There was a double-hole shotgun in the bag.
Chapter completed!