It was still the unique and refreshing dress, with blue cloth shoes, thick white cloth socks, black large trousers, tight trousers legs, white coarse cloth jacket, a dark purple-red Tang suit on the outside, a spiritual short flat head, and a sharp gaze gently looked at the display items in the living room. Tang Hu paced back and forth in the living room, smiling little eyes kept nodding and saying, "Well, yes, the first time I came to this kind of hotel, it's good, good, the decoration is good, yes, it's worth learning from our "Songhe Tower"... Hey, will this landscape be a real thing?"

Yi Chen walked into the living room with a smile: "I dare to guarantee that he is a fake. Tang Hu, welcome, have you made a decision?"

Tang Hu looked at Yi Chen, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "What is the decision? Mr. Yi, what do you want me to decide?"

Yi Chen looked at Tang Hu and suddenly slid, slid three meters without touching the ground, and punched Tang Hu in the face. Tang Hu laughed, bent his waist ninety degrees, and then directly raised his right foot towards Yi Chen's lower body. Yi Chen smiled bitterly, moved three feet away from the ground, avoiding this kick, Tang Hu followed the trend and turned over steadily. When the person was churning in the air, his hands were clawed to protect the vital points of his body. At the same time, his fingers trembled, covering Yi Chen's upper body fatal parts in a distance.

Yi Chen bowed slightly, Tang Hu replied with a bow and said with a smile: "I'm laughing, Mr. Yi is very skilled in kung fu, I don't know which sect it is?"

Yi Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "Is this question important?"

Tang Hu laughed: "Isn't it important?"

The two of them felt that the conversation was funny, and they laughed, and their right hands were tightly held together. Tang Hu said in a deep voice: "The dragon gate is indeed the dragon only if it is flying to the Nine Heavens. Although some old people in the hall do not agree with our expansion of power, we young people agree with Mr. Yi's opinion. Please give me some advice in the future."

Yi Chen nodded gently and said generously: "I can give up the south of London City, but the 'Dragon Gate' needs to ensure my business is safe there."

Tang Hu simply said: "Okay, you gave up half of your territory, and I'm not polite. Our Longmen has worked hard to manage for decades and can now share it with Mr. Yi... Although I haven't figured out how our Longmen will develop, everything needs to be tried, right?"

Yi Chen nodded heavily, held his hand tightly with Tang Hu, and stretched out his left hand: "Let's talk, Gore, wine... spirits."

Tang Hu sat down with a big horse and looked at Yi Chen and said, "My old man agreed to my request. A group of little brothers are willing to follow me out for a while. About half of the uncles also agreed to the proposal of our power to expand into the Chinese region. Although some uncles think that our actions are too noticeable, they have no room for opposition. After all, we did not use their personnel, so they did not take any fierce actions... In other words, our cooperation with Mr. Yi is certain."

Yi Chen picked up a cup of whiskey and handed it to Tang Hu, then raised his glass and touched him, and after drinking it, he said, "I have a suggestion that the 'Dragon Gate' does not need to be involved in the business of the underworld, and your uncle will not agree to you to get involved in these things. But in the white road, there are many things that make money now, such as... a security company?"

Tang Hu smiled: "You are recruiting our brothers for the 'Dark' security company, right? This is not a problem, but they are not bloody."

"No problem, people will do the murder and arson, so I want them to be instructors, can I?"

Tang Hu pondered for a moment and agreed: "No problem."

Yi Chen shook his wine glass gently, Gore had already filled him with it. Looking at the wine inside, Yi Chen whispered: "Then, now I need help. I need a safe place not far from Liverpool, a large warehouse area, well, can store large amounts of arms."

Tang Hu looked at Yi Chen curiously: "Smuggling arms?"

Yi Chen smiled: "No, I'm robbing arms... Someone from China came over and said there was a copy of arms that needed to be intercepted. Originally, my junior brothers were carrying out this matter, but I was greedy for the cheapness and took over the matter. How about it, according to my last proposal, we share our interests evenly."

Tang Hu bit his nails gently and nodded and said, "Well, the place is not a problem, but it was the task entrusted by the last official, right? I don't want to bother them too much, Mr. Yi."

Yi Chen nodded and smiled. These people were naturally those idle and boundless people. It is understandable that they didn’t want to have too much contact with Mr. Zhang and the others.

Tang Hu jumped up suddenly and said loudly: "Then, let's go now. I think you don't have to prepare a warehouse in Liverpool, because that's too dangerous. I'm sure that those arms can arrive in Manchester safely by rail. You just need to get the goods and hand them over to our people in Liverpool."

Yi Chen looked at Tang Hu and reminded him: "Tang Hu, that batch of goods is very large and very hot. Once you get it, you must transport it within two hours, otherwise it will be a huge trouble, do you understand?"

Tang Hu said confidently: "Don't worry, we have penetrated into every corner of the UK over the years. As long as five trains can be loaded, as long as they are standard containers, we can transport them here."

Yi Chen clapped his hands and said loudly: "Then, it's decided like this, it's decided like this."

Tang Hu smiled and said, "Are you interested in visiting an old man with me? He is the person in charge of our Longmen in the south. I want him to help coordinate the staff for this matter."

Yi Chen pondered for a long time and shook his head gently: "No, Tang Hu, no, I am a person with a not very innocent identity. If I have contacted you with too many people with the "Dragon Gate", it may cause you trouble, do you know? So, I returned to London, went to Liverpool after doing some small things, and you, arrange everything, okay?"

Tang Hu nodded slightly: "So, it's great... Is it picking up the goods directly from the dock?"

Yi Chen nodded: "Yes, and you need to pay attention to cleaning. You need to prepare the equipment to flush the vehicle tires. At that time, there will be a lot of blood on the dock."

Tang Hu understood, nodded, and walked out like the wind.

Jester tilted his head and looked at Tang Hu's back, muttering, "Boss, this kid is good, well, he is very smart and energetic... Young people, it's good, they have the capital."

Yi Chen was angry, could you, Jester Douglas, just a hundred-year-old man? He snorted, Yi Chen ordered: "Don't stay in Manchester, pack up your things, and rush back to London. Time is precious, gentlemen, time is precious... Especially you, Jester, if you don't waste your time on drugs, spirits and adult videos, your life will be much younger."—

A specialty store in London City specializes in selling boss suits. Yi Chen stood in the store and ordered the boss: "Close the store, dear sir, I need to choose some small items to dress up my friend."

The boss shook his head: "Sir, all the stores on our street only provide store sealing services to big people, you..." He couldn't say anything anymore. The thick black desert eagle in Phil's hand was aimed at his eyebrows, with an 11mm diameter enough to ensure that his head turned into a tofu dump. Gore cooperated with his brother very much and opened the suitcase with a smile, revealing the green bundle of US dollars inside.

Yi Chen smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not the kind of person who shows up all day long, but I'm still quite arrogant about my identity. I can be regarded as a big shot. At least there are a few movie stars in London, that is, the kind of people who provide store closure services. They dare not say a word of nonsense in front of me, sir, please close the store door, okay? My handsome young friend needs a little bit of good clothes."

Off stammered: "Mr. Yi, I have bought a lot of clothes in Manchester, and I don't need it anymore."

Yi Chen turned around, and the index finger tree stepped on his lips and blew it gently: "Shh, Mr. Off, the clothes bought by Manchester did not bring the smell of London City, do you know? London is an ancient and dull city without fun. Just like British politicians, you need some clothes worthy of this atmosphere. Manchester's clothes? That's to make you not look too ugly in front of others, and you can throw them away now."

Off was stunned, and the shop owner had ordered: "Close the store door, sir...Dignity sir, I, I'll wait for your order."

Yi Chen bounced his fingers, Phil slowly put away his pistol, while Gore threw a suitcase of US dollars on the sofa beside him, muttering: "Who stipulates that it is strictly forbidden to carry large amounts of cash? A large bundle of US dollars is more shocking, isn't it?"

Yi Chen pointed at Off and smiled: "Mr. Off, take off your clothes, oh... There is no lady here, you can let go. Didn't you see me keep Miss Fili at home? Well, you are a simple young man, but you have to take off your previous clothes when trying on clothes. Phil, Gore, help Mr. Off."

Off's face turned red, and his clothes turned into strips of cloth under Philgore's force, with only a pair of underwear remaining.

The boss widened his eyes and whistled involuntarily: "Oh, God, sir, your body can be described perfectly... Oh my God... Can I take a photo of you? Wearing a photo of our store suit as an advertisement? Oh my God, I will pay you, you are a perfect model."

Off's face turned red to his neck, and he was so sneering that he didn't know what to say. Behind, two or three clerks also showed extremely envious eyes.

The werewolf's innate strength genes and the muscles trained by long-term heavy physical activity, and Aofu has a tall and tall figure. The one that appears in front of everyone is like a sketcher, deliberately depicting the gods in the golden ratio.

Yi Chen took out a stack of banknotes and stuffed them to him: "Forget it, I'll go find him by myself, well, by the way, your security guard doesn't have to worry about Off, he is mine, and maybe he will soon become Mr. Lazer's person... Ok, okay, I understand that in order to protect the safety of the guests, Mr. Off must register. Ok, okay, don't you feel at ease with me? Then I'll leave right away."

Hewitt put the banknotes in his pocket and waved his head: "You make a joke, will I not feel at ease with you? Ha, kidding..." Hewitt muttered in his heart: "If you want to kill any guest here, you don't have to take action in person... It's true."

Yi Chen took Off and walked slowly to the edge of the fruit collar of the 15th hole. He happened to see Lazer hit the ball with a shot. Seven or eight bodyguard-like figures next to him applauded in unison: "Eagle, sir, congratulations, it's Eagle."

Laze laughed, and Off finally saw his face clearly, gray-white hair, skin that seemed to be a bit albino-oriented, medium-sized figure, thin lips, deep eye sockets, and even when he was smiling, his eyes were still extremely cold. Off's first feeling was: "This person is so powerful, I don't like him, I would rather tear his body apart." Thinking that this person might be his boss in the future, Off was reluctant.

Yi Chen also applauded softly: "Congratulations, congratulations, Mr. Lazer, you won."

Laze turned around and smiled: "Oh, God, China Yi, haha, are you here to play football too? I remember you and I joined this club almost at the same time... Aha, Ferrara, you lost 300 pounds... Let's calculate it later, well... This young man is..."

Laze nodded, showing a knowing look: "I understand, young man, come on, hold my club, Ferrara, you damn old guy, play a few shots with my kid to see how much you can win. It doesn't matter, I'll put my wallet on the grass, you can win as you please."

Before Aof could argue that he could not play golf at all, Lazer had forced the club into his hand and talked to Yi Chen.

Yi Chen and Ferrara nodded, Ferrara smiled, raised her hand to the side, and walked to Off: "Oh, dear young man, how are you skilled? Ah... Come on, you are a master, aren't you?"

Off smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, sir, I can't play golf."

Ferrara was stunned for a moment, and the bodyguards behind him were also stiff. But Ferrara immediately smiled like an old fox: "Then, let's start from the first hole, dear, don't be afraid, oh, don't be afraid, come on, dear gentlemen, you testify, I will guide this young man to play golf. Of course, the bet is not missing. We play ten holes, five thousand pounds per hole, do you agree? Then, the total number of shots in the end is counted as ten thousand pounds per lead? Well, you have no objection, so I will think you agree... Aha, Mr. Razer won't care about this little money."

He forced Off to board the scooter, smiled and urged the driver to drive, and said with a smile: "Look, it's very simple. Use this club to hit this small white ball into the hole on the ground... Oh, you don't need to know the rules, anyway, just use as few as possible to hit the ball in."

Laze pulled Yi Chen away from a distance and asked him in a low voice: "God, the three million you lent me last time..."

Yi Chen said indifferently: "What's wrong? Have you used up all of them? Oh my God, we are friends, what's the point of a little money? I'll send another five million to you right away. Your business is very risky. I can understand that I invested as an investor. Why do you care about this little money?"

Laze pursed his lips and showed a happy smile, nodded and said, "So, let's do it...I'm trying to get the position of the damn committee chairman. If I get it, I can supervise the right to spend money. At that time, their departments will benefit me. Easy, I won't forget yours."

Yi Chen nodded and saw someone coming towards here in a scooter. He immediately changed the topic: "Oh, by the way, Laze, that young man, what do you think?"

Laze nodded and said, "A very handsome young man, well, I can't say he is handsome, he should be handsome, and then a tough guy. My first impression is that he just came out of the countryside? I see him... hehe, there is also the innocence of the eternal farewell to us."

Yi Chen smiled: "Oh, Manchester people are not ordinary countryside anymore. Don't you want to find a private secretary? I think he can be a good candidate. Maybe after training, he will be your right-hand man, sir."

Laze looked back and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my God, he can't play golf?"

Yi Chen shrugged: "Come on, people are not born to be golf, they are a little bit."

Laze gritted his teeth and said, "Ferrara will definitely take the opportunity to raise the bet, this old ghost..."

Yi Chen whistled: "A little money, sir, don't worry, what do you think of him? Give me an answer. If you don't want him, I'll see if there is any other way. If it really doesn't work, let him go back to Manchester to be his union president."

Laze laughed: "Ahhh, he is the president of the union? Well... let me think about it, what's the name?"

Yi Chen shrugged: "Off."

Laze slapped his forehead suddenly: "When he was running for the regional MP, he stepped down before he finished his speech? Well, he became a laughing stock in the party. He made our support rate in Manchester drop by at least 0.1%.

Yi Chen held his shoulder heavily: "People will always change, let him try it, how about it? Hum?"

Laze said with no interest: "Then try it, I hope he won't break my Chinese porcelain plate...Yi, this is for your sake."

Yi Chen smiled: "Of course, but maybe I should remind you that there are several other big names who are also interested in him... One of his elders, well, has some extensive relationships." Yi Chen hinted at Lazer. Since the dark controversy group sent West, they would naturally put some effort, right?

Laze's mouth became O-shaped: "Really? Who?"

Yi Chen smiled and said with a smile: "I don't know, really, I can swear to God. But I know some situations, dear Laze, I am investing, political investment, do you understand?"

Laze grabbed Yi Chen's hand: "Aha, political investment? Well, do you want to join? According to your strength, you may get a very high position in three to five years. I'm sure, my dear Yi, are you interested?"

Yi Chen shook his head indifferently: "All right, I like to hide in the secret. My dear, I stand behind you, and we have a greater advantage than standing side by side with you. Besides, I also need to earn enough money for our common interests. Money, money, money, sir, politics is like this, he needs money to afford it."

Laze blinked his eyes and shrugged his shoulders: "So, ask him to stay, I'll see if he can learn something quickly... How is his skill?"

Yi Chen looked at him quickly: "Oh, killing two or three bodyguards under the protection of the congressmen is no problem."

Laze also glanced at him quickly: "So, ahh, okay... ask him to stay, I'll try him, you understand, we must carefully examine everyone."

Yi Chen smiled: "Of course I can understand... Well, we should go back, otherwise you will lose a lot today."

The muscles on Laze's face trembled for a moment, and he quickly turned around and walked towards the fruit leader of the seventh hole.

When the two walked over, Ferrara was sighing with a bitter face. Seeing the two coming, Ferrara pointed at Yi Chen angrily: "Yi, my god, did you call a professional player to compete with me? Seven holes, only seven holes, he won five games, and led me thirteen strokes... God."

Laze was stunned for a moment and immediately laughed gloatingly: "Dear old ghost, how many bets have you asked for? Well, tell me, I'm going to settle the accounts."

Yi Chen also laughed: "Of, which two games did you lose?"

Off swung his club easily and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Yi, I lost the first and second holes, and later I found that this is really too simple, too simple. Just consider the influence of wind, but it is easy to calculate, right? Mr. Yi?"

Yi Chen smiled.

Laze counted a thick stack of banknotes, and a trace of unspoken feelings were already pouring out in Off's eyes. He believed that Off was really not able to play golf, but he could actually beat Ferrara. Then Off was either a genius or had a particularly good luck. In either case, he was happy to have such a subordinate.

Yi Chen gently patted Off's shoulder and whispered: "Remember what I told you in Manchester, your future and your status are now in your own hands. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!