【1274】Big bowl of rice
"I'll bet your mother." Wang Yue was so angry that he had a long time ago. "You go here and pretend to be a child. I tell you, no matter what you are in the eyes of others, how high your status, how big an official position, how deep the qualifications, how awesome the connections, but I will tell you, don't you know anything about me? You are just a 70-year-old old man who has been lying in a coffin. Don't use the trick of dealing with others to deal with me, and don't scare me, I'm so scared to death."
"Random!!" At this time, Tan Zhoujie slapped the table wildly, and then the door outside was pushed open. Four or five people came in outside, and the fat man in military uniform was also the leader. When he looked at the fat man carefully, he was the officer who was commanding Cai Xinxiong and his group to go online, and he was the officer who communicated with Sun Chuang to deal with Wang Yue. He was Tan Zhoujie's confidant, Tan Zhoujie's apprentice, and Tan Zhoujie's soldiers. When he came in, there were three burly soldiers around him. As soon as the four of them rushed in, Wang Yue also stood up. Basically, everyone present took out the guns. The guns at the door were aimed at Wang Yue. Wang Yue ignored the people at the door. His gun was aimed directly at Tan Zhoujie opposite him. Luo Bin also stood up. Wang Yue's face changed immediately.
If you want to talk about the one who knows Wang Yue best, it is Jiang Debiao sitting opposite him. When he saw the people at the door rushing in, he didn't take it seriously, because he knew that the people on the opposite side would not dare to shoot, but when Wang Yue took out the gun, he was really anxious. Because he knew Wang Yue, Wang Yue dared to shoot when he took out the gun. Not to mention that the four people at the door were so far away from him, the gun was aimed at him. Even if those people stood in front of Wang Yue and stared at Wang Yue's forehead with guns, Wang Yue would still dare to shoot in advance without blinking.
"Wang Yue!" Jiang Debiao yelled at this time, stood up immediately, stood in front of Tan Zhoujie, and blocked Tan Zhoujie with his own body. "Calm down."
"Have you got up." Wang Yue shouted at Jiang Debiao, "Hurry up, get up!"
"Put down your weapons!" Several people at the door were anxious and shouted at Wang Yue, "Hurry up, put down your weapons, otherwise":
"Fuck you guys!" Wang Yue turned around and cursed at the other side, and then ignored the people there. "Jiang Debiao, get up!" Wang Yue was really anxious and started cursing at Tan Zhoujie. "Run this and pretend to be your mother's garlic! The lives of my brothers and a few must have an explanation today!" Wang Yue's fingers directly hit the trigger, which was like shooting immediately. The atmosphere in the room instantly solidified a lot.
"Wait! I know the reason for the matter!" Jiang Debiao was really afraid that Wang Yue would shoot. "Put down the gun and listen to me."
Wang Yue was stunned for a moment, "You fucking know, didn't you say it earlier?"
Jiang Debiao frowned and said, "Wang Yue, put down the gun!" His voice was also a bit stern. After all, Jiang Debiao is no longer the former Jiang Debiao. He is now the commander and the head of a military region. Moreover, Wang Yue was a little excited. In front of so many people, he was really too embarrassed to give him face.
Wang Yue felt angry. He looked at Jiang Debiao opposite him and was anxious. The gun in his hand still did not put down. Then, Jiang Debiao's voice was not loud, but there was obvious anger. "I said I will solve it for you, and it will definitely solve it for you. Calm down now and put the gun down for me." Then, Jiang Debiao turned his head and looked at the people at the door, "Get out of mom! If you don't get out of this hotel if you don't get out of this hotel!" Jiang Debiao was also angry.
Several people at the door turned their heads and looked at Jiang Debiao, obviously ignoring him, and just looked at Tan Zhoujie.
"Get out!" Jiang Debiao roared again angrily, and smashed the bowl in front of him towards the door. As soon as the people there dodged, the bowl hit the door frame with a "bang!" and fell to the ground and broke with a "click".
At this time, Tan Zhoujie nodded to the people at the door. Then, the people looked at Jiang Debiao again, Wang Yue again, turned around and left the room, and the door was immediately closed.
"Put down the gun." Jiang Debiao is now also angry. He took out the cigarette from his pocket, lit it himself, staring at Wang Yue opposite him, "I'll let you put the gun down."
Wang Yue held a gun in his hand, looked at Jiang Debiao, frowned, but he didn't put down the gun in his hand. At this time, Luo Bin on the side quickly reached out and grabbed Wang Yue, and his voice was very low, "Sixth brother, give me some face, this is not good, I can't even come to Taiwan."
Wang Yue heard Luo Bin's words, his eyes were covered with blood. He looked at Tan Zhoujie opposite him and bit his lips hard. Then he sat down and placed the gun in front of him. He didn't say anything, but picked up the chopsticks and started eating big mouthfuls of food. The pistol was placed on his side.
Jiang Debiao's expression was also a little angry. He looked at Wang Yue who sat down opposite him and turned his head to look at Tan Zhoujie. Then he sat down. After he sat down, he directly picked up the wine glass next to him, and drank half of the white wine in front of him and drank it all in one go.
Then, he slapped the white wine on the table, "All right, one wants to ask, no matter how, will the other person not say anything, will it be a bloody crime if this continues? I am still here, in front of me, why do you think I am air?"
Jiang Debiao looked up, looked at Tan Zhoujie on the side, and looked at Wang Yue opposite him. "The solution to this matter is actually very simple. I just don't want to say that I've been mentally prepared for you because I've been thinking about it." After that, Jiang Debiao took out a photo from his pocket and put the photo directly on the table in front of him.
The turntable slowly rolled, and the photo appeared in front of Wang Yue. Wang Yue squinted his eyes and picked up the photo. There was a date under the photo. It was a few decades ago, on a playground, when more than a dozen soldiers were standing together and just after the event, Wang Yue stared at the person in the photo, and then suddenly saw an extremely familiar person. He stared at the person in the photo for a long time, and then he looked up at Tan Zhoujie sitting opposite him.
He suddenly became silent. He didn't say a word, put the photo into his shirt pocket, and then shouted, "Waiter, give me a bowl of rice, a big bowl!"
"Sorry, sir, we don't know the size of the bowls here, just ordinary rice."
Chapter completed!