One Thousand and Nine: Haozi steals the credit from Aaron Can

One Thousand and Nine: Haozi steals the credit from Aaron Can

"What's going on? Why is there a note?" Xingzai glanced at the injured Aaron and pointed to the co-pilot: "There is gauze there. Stop the bleeding first. Then call a doctor."

"I guess it's someone with a spy over there at Xinfu Hui who tipped off the news."

Yan Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered: "As soon as the transaction was over, I was surrounded by the police. If it weren't for the gang of niggas who ran away in a hurry, they took the first step and killed a few of the police officers, attracting their attention. . I guess this time… it’s hanging.”

Xingzi chuckled: "Just run out and get the goods. You have done a great job this time, Yan Zi."

"Let's talk about this later. Send Brother Long to the doctor first." Yan Huan looked at the reflection on the car window and replied softly.

Unlike the stab wounds that Yan Wang suffered before, gunshot wounds cannot be sent to the hospital.

Now the authorities are getting stricter and stricter, so I have to go to a private doctor. The price of this kind of private doctor is generally relatively high, and the main job is to take over the work of these societies.

Half an hour later, I returned to Chunyang Street and settled Aaron down. Xingzi and the two of them rushed to the entrance of the hall without stopping and lost three guns. This was a big deal and they had to be reported to Mr. Li.

"When trading, explain everything clearly. Do you understand?" Xing Zai earnestly asked the two of them.

Yan Wang glanced at Haozi and had a bad feeling. This guy has been silent since he got in the car.

He always felt that Haozi had nothing to hold back.

"Mr. Li."

On the third floor of the nightclub, Xingzi knocked on the door, looked inside, and respectfully walked to the elegant man sitting in the middle and bowed.

Mr. Li smiled: "Yeah. Not bad..."

"Mr. Li, this is the goods." Yan Wan pushed the box in his hand to the table and opened it with a wink.

Taking advantage of the situation, he took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for Mr. Li.

Mr. Li was obviously surprised. He blew out a smoke ring, chuckled and patted Yan Wan on the shoulder. "You kid, you have a bright future. Not bad..."

Yan smiled and stepped aside. He knew he had no place to speak now. It's okay to be in the limelight, but it's taboo to be in the limelight.

"New goods, want a sip?" Mr. Li looked at the white powder in the box, took out a pack and threw it to the scantily clad little girl next to him.

After saying that, he winked at A Xing. Let him take this little girl out to test the effect of the product.

Before Ah Xing left, he quietly gave Yan Wan a thumbs up. Holding the little girl's waist, Liu Yao led her out of the box with her coquettish voice.

Mr. Li whispered a few words to the others and patted Yan Wan on the shoulders. "Come with me."

On the fourth floor, unlike the bustling and bustling atmosphere below, there is an office with a rather serious decoration.

The three of them sat down, when an elegant woman wearing a cheongsam came over with a tea table and made tea without saying a word. Then he closed the door gently.

Mr. Li asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, what happened?"

"when……"

Haozi took over Yan Wan's words and said: "At that time, we... Brother Long and Yan Zi didn't understand their words, so I spoke to them in half-baked English. As soon as the transaction was completed, the horn sounded outside."

"Then, Yan Zi asked me to call Brother Xing. We ran from Warehouse No. 7 to the vicinity of Warehouse No. 5. Brother Long was injured in the middle. He managed to escape. Then..."

After Haozi finished speaking, Mr. Li looked at Yan Wan: "Do you have anything to add?"

"That's about it." Yan Wan nodded, as if he didn't mind Haozi grabbing the conversation at all.

"You did a good job this time. Let's go back and have some fun." Mr. Li was silent for a while, then pulled out a pile of bills from under the table and threw them to them. "Xingzi, don't worry about it. I'll give him his share when the time comes."

Not long after, the woman who poured tea came over and whispered a few words into Mr. Li's ear.

He pondered for a while, then raised his head and said, "Aaron is injured. During this period, you and Yan Zi... suppress Chunyang Street for him first, and don't let the trap come out. Wait until Longbao Street is snatched back."

"Yes, Mr. Li." Yan Wan divided the money into four parts in front of the hall master, put one part into his pocket, and handed one part to Haozi: "Haozi, Brother Long was injured this time, I think the remaining It’s for Brother Long,...look.”

Haozi nodded and said with a smile: "It should be."

"Thanks brother."

Yan Wang hit his chest, nodded to Mr. Li, and left here first.

When Haozi narrated just now, he emphasized his importance intentionally or unintentionally. And it reduced the presence of Yan Wang, Aaron and the others.

Although Yan Wan sneered in his heart, he couldn't show it. What the boss hates most is fighting for credit. He cannot leave a bad impression on Mr. Li.

But that doesn't mean that Yan Wan will treat it as if it never happened, but now is not the time for revenge.

"But Mr. Li is not easy to fool." He recalled the hall master's decision just now, chuckled and shook his head. Haozi's behavior still seemed too stiff.

Mr. Li obviously felt that there was something fishy here. Therefore, Haozi was not asked to directly replace Aaron. Instead, the two were asked to manage Chunyang Street together.

Yan Wan muttered: "This time I have something to play with."

Returning to Chunyang Street, he walked around in circles until he reached a dilapidated bungalow. Aaron has woken up now. He only suffered a gunshot wound to his leg, and he ran for a while after the injury. His current state is still a little sluggish.

"Brother Long, this is what Mr. Li rewards us." Yan Wan smiled and looked for Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com Put a stack of money on Aaron's bedside. He grabbed an apple on the table and took a bite. "Mr. Li also said that Haozi and I would be in charge of Chunyang Street for the time being."

"Not bad, do it well."

Aaron glanced at the thickness of the money and said with a smile: "Yan Zi, it's not like I, Aaron, have never done anything. Do you think I can't tell?"

Yan Huan's face froze, he forced a few laughs, stood up suddenly, and walked out as he said: "Brother Long, why can't I understand what you are saying? Forget it, I have to leave first."

"Stop." Aaron pulled out a part and called to him: "Take yours away."

Yan Wang picked up the money and stopped talking: "Brother Long, this..."

Aaron waved his hands and cursed with a smile: "What the hell, look at your body, can you still wear the clothes? It feels like crawling out of a cesspit, go back..."

"Then, Brother Long, please recover quickly." Yan stood at the door hesitantly, and finally took his share. After leaving a word, he ran out quickly.

Brother Long leaned on the bed and lit a cigarette silently.

The doctor just told him that the bullet accidentally broke his thigh bone.

Even if it gets better, it will never be as flexible as before. In other words, he can no longer stay in the club.

It is estimated that Mr. Li already knows this news. In a few days, he will be given a settling-in allowance. Let him do some business safely in Tianxing's territory.

As for his seat, it would naturally have to be occupied by Yan Wan, who had just made a meritorious service, or Hao Zi.

But what Yan Wan said just now, Mr. Li let the two of them go together?

But in this matter, Yan Zi was obviously the one who did the most, and Hao Zi should not have anything to do with it either emotionally or rationally. Could it be that something happened in the middle?

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