"Boss, the matter has been settled." Zhang Qiang called Tan Song to report the good news, "Yes, the prince did it alone, very beautiful. The boy shot the fuel tank of Lincoln's RV. The target was cremated like this, even the bones were broken. Couldn't find a piece."
"Yes, together with the twelve bodyguards, I can guarantee that no one knows about this... Then there is still a fake, so I'll be watching?" Zhang Qiang was driving while talking to Tan Song on the other end of the phone. Li Dong had a gloomy look on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"What?" Zhang Qiang suddenly shouted, Li Dong thought something big happened. When he raised his head, he saw Zhang Qiang driving quietly listening to the phone without speaking again, and then hung up the phone.

The steering wheel turned sharply, and the Jetta taxi turned in the direction of the South District. Li Dong finally couldn't help but ask, "Qiangzi, what did the boss say?"
"It's nothing." Zhang Qiang pondered for a while and said, "The boss said that you did a good job, and told us to go to the southern district now and accompany him to the celebration at the Shangri-La Hotel. Huashan will not fight tonight."
"Uh." Li Dong was a little surprised, but didn't ask any more, because he already understood.
The boss of Huashan died, and the people in Huashan were scattered and scattered. If they attacked at this time, they could easily take down Huashan, but at the same time, they would also be suspected by the bosses of other gangs. At that time, everyone would have thought that the Huashan Gang boss was assassinated by the people of No. 8 Middle School. Once these bosses have doubts, they will start to be on guard, and in order not to be threatened, they may strike out first to get rid of Tan Song.

On the contrary, the people of No. 8 Middle School stayed on their own territory as if nothing had happened. Li Dong and Zhang Qiang went to the reception again. There were no witnesses at the scene. Even if the police found a clue, No. 8 Middle School also had evidence. Besides, the Western District was supposed to be unified. Tan Song has such a strong backstage, and he is not a vegetarian.
As for Huashan, it’s the same whether you fight or not. If someone wants to stand up and become the boss, it won’t do much without strong interpersonal relationships and backstage support. No matter which underworld gang wants to stand up without the support of the government , then there is only one word, difficult.

If there is no boss to protect, then the subordinates will not have the energy to fight. At most, they will carry knives to pretend, and when they fight, they will see which ones have longer legs and run faster. Why? If you don't run, people will chase your butt with a knife without any hesitation. The person who hacked you has boss bail. And if you hack someone to death, without the support of your boss, you may spend your life in prison. Everyone already knew this was the result.
Zhang Qiang called and called back all the lurking younger brothers. Soon, the taxi came to Nanzhuang.
Seeing a taxi coming towards the villa, Tan Song's bodyguards all started to stand guard, and the two bodyguards standing at the door immediately drew their pistols. Pointing at the taxi, he shouted loudly, "Private forbidden area, don't get close.

Li Dong joked, "Qianzi, try to force your way in and see if those mercenary bodyguards dare to shoot."
"Okay!" Zhang Qiang slammed the brakes to stop the car, and shouted to Li Dong, "Come, come here, come and drive, I'll sit over there, you go and try."
Just kidding, private villas like Nanzhuang, or famous and rich people like Tan Song, they hire private bodyguards with legal gun licenses. Under the premise of protecting their employers, these bodyguards kill people. It is reasonable and legal, if Li Dong asked Zhang Qiang to break in by force, it would be to die, even if the other party recognized them, and if they forced their way in, who knows what they were going to do.

Seeing that Zhang Qiang and the prince were coming, the two bodyguards in black immediately put away their guns. The old rule is, bow first, then soldiers, say hello, then search, and then let go.
Tan Song was at ease, lying on the bamboo armchair on the second floor, enjoying the sun, holding a golden cigarette rod in his hand, watching the flowers and plants in the villa. Hearing footsteps coming from the handrail, he immediately stood up.
Seeing the arrival of the two competent men, Tan Song greeted them with a smile, "Haha, I really didn't see the wrong person, the prince is the prince, and he is motivated. Come, sit here, I'll open the champagne to celebrate."

Tan Song said that he was going to get the champagne at the counter again. At this time, Li Dong shouted in a low mood, "Boss, don't open the champagne. If you want to open it, open the bottle of Louis XIII of 1949. Hadron But I've been thinking about that bottle of wine for a long time."
Zhang Qiang exclaimed, "Hey, I said, why are you so immoral, you just say it if you want to drink it, why did you pull me up? Louis XIII in 1949 is just ten thousand dollars, I think the boss will give it to you Two bottles."
"Oh, the boss is so generous." Li Dong looked at Tan Song in disbelief.

Tan Song frowned, and immediately guessed what the two were thinking. He said cheerfully, "Okay, I will drive Louis XIII today, but you two should listen carefully, it should not be too much, each person has a small cup, and you should be more energetic when you go down to the banquet. The two of you can Don't be rude in public."
Li Dong said with a bitter face: "Boss, I don't need to go to this kind of banquet. You see that I haven't changed my clothes, so I'm not ashamed of you in the past. Besides, I have nothing to do there. In addition, eight Zhongzhong is currently short of manpower, and I have to go back and recruit people, and if there is no one left to guard, if someone from Huashan comes to raid us unreasonably, then we will throw a brick and hit ourselves in the foot!"

Li Dong's words are not unreasonable. Right now, he and Zhang Qiang are the two team leaders of No. 8 Middle School. If they all go to the celebration, it is hard to say that the people in Huashan might come and set off a wildfire when they receive news. Although Huashan was headless after the boss's death, his cronies would have guessed that the people from No. 8 Middle School did it. If they drank strong wine and lost their minds for a while, they could make trouble in Qingshi Street.

Tan Song thought for a moment, then flipped open the platinum lid of Louis XIII very lightly, took out two silver nine-dragon cups and poured a small cup for the two of them. The golden-yellow liquor can illuminate people's silhouettes, and as soon as the wine is poured out, bursts of wine fragrance spread out. Both Li Dong and Zhang Qiang have two eyes that glow. Immediately pick up the cup. The two made a Cheers gesture, imitating the French.
Cool. Li Dong was half done in one bite, but Zhang Qiang just slept lightly. Li Dong then drank it in one gulp and handed the cup to the boss. This move not only surprised Tan Song, but even Zhang Qiang looked dissatisfied. He followed suit and drank the remaining golden liquid in one gulp. Two wine glasses were pushed in front of Tan Song again.
It's a waste of money, the way these two people drink like this, if they are seen by those so-called gentlemen, they will laugh their teeth out.

Tan Song's face turned stern, and he said seriously: "You really don't know how to drink, or do you think this wine is free to drink without money." Glancing at the two of them, regardless of their expressions, Tan Song said while refilling the bottle. Cover it and put it back on the counter.
Zhang Qiang looked anxious, and scolded Li Dong: "You motherfucker, it's all your fault, I didn't even taste the taste. After drinking this, it turned into urine?"
"Go, you still blame me. If it wasn't for you, maybe the boss would pour me a cup."
Regardless of Tan Song watching from the side, the two began to fight each other again. But Tan Song ignored them this time, and sat down on the bamboo chair as if he hadn't seen the same, and looked out the window to light his cigarette stick again.

No matter how much arguing there was no result, Li Dong stopped. Seeing that the two were quiet, Tan Song said: "Li Dong, it's better if you don't go. Tigers may go crazy when they see you. If you have something to do, go back first, and Zhang Qiang can accompany me."
"Okay, then I'll go first." Li Dong stood up, walked to the wine cabinet and took the bottle of Louis XIII gently in his hand, "Boss, Louis XIII is very good, thank you! "
Tan Song waved his back to him, telling him to be polite. This made Zhang Qiang look very itchy. Louis XIII, it's hard to buy with money, so he was blatantly taken away by Li Dong.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon when Li Dong drove a taxi back to his home on Qingshi Street. Ye Zi was bored watching a comedy by herself, leaning forward and back laughing as she watched. Seeing Li Dong coming back, she immediately stood up and ran over to give Li Dong a loving hug. The plump chest pressed against Li Dong tightly, causing the blood in his body to start running twice as fast as usual. Just a little bit of animal blood is about to burn.
Opening fire in broad daylight lost the traditional custom of the East, so Li Dongqiang held Ye Zi on the sofa, grabbed his chest hard, and put Louis XIII on the table and asked, "Ye Zi, Is there any special news today."

"Yes!" Ye Zi got up and sat on Li Dong's lap, leaning back against Li Dong's arms, picking up the remote control and pressing it twice, "Look, the big news, Shangri-La Hotel The 20th anniversary celebration was held, and a lot of big stars were invited, as well as the governor, mayor, and some famous business tycoons.
"Also, there was an explosion at the 'Nanfujing' an hour ago, blowing up two Mercedes-Benz and a limited-edition stretched Lincoln RV. The three cars together are worth 10 million. Hey, what a pity. !" As if those cars were his own, Ye Zi exclaimed.
Li Dong asked deliberately, "Oh, did the reporter say who died and why the car exploded? Did the police find out?"

"No, the police sealed off the scene and didn't let reporters in at all. They only photographed the remains of three cars and some charred corpses. From the pictures taken by the reporters and their reports, a total of thirteen died. Personally, it may have been a deliberate murder, saying maybe someone had a time bomb in the car beforehand."
"Time bomb?" Li Dong sneered in his heart as he listened to Ye Zi's explanation, those reporters would really think wildly and talk nonsense. But Li Dong didn't want Ye Zi to know about this for the time being, so he didn't ask any more.
A little hungry, he asked Ye Zi to warm up the food. Li Dong took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number.