C2 The godfather liu mubai

"This is blatant provocation!" Hong Kong chief inspector Lu Hai threw his invitation on the table. The invitation with jade inlay hit the solid wood table with a loud sound.

Lu Hai struggled to move his fat body, getting up from his chair and walking around the meeting room, cursing and scolding Shenghe and Liu Mubai. "He really thinks that if the whole of Hong Kong belongs to him, he can do whatever he wants with it. This invitation is a blatant provocation. I propose to send troops to suppress it, but I don't believe that a little hooligan can do anything!"

The people sitting in the meeting room were all famous figures in Hong Kong. Some were older than Lu Hai, some were richer. However, no one was willing to stop Lu Hai's crazy behavior.

The reason was very simple. No fatty who weighed more than three hundred pounds would safely obtain his graduation certificate from the police academy; no fatty who weighed more than three hundred pounds would consecutively level N within the span of a year. No fatty who weighed more than three hundred pounds would cause others to be able to endure his unreasonable roars, unless of course, he had a very powerful father.

Lu Hai had a father, a very powerful father, so he could arrogantly stand in the meeting room and openly scold people. There was no one in Hong Kong who was not afraid of him, other than Seng He and Liu Mubai. They treated Fatty with gifts to lure him into prostitution and then "accidentally" locked Lu Hai, who had consumed countless pounds of aphrodisiac, into the toilet. The next thing that followed was a phone call that attracted police and journalists. Lu Hai became famous and went on the Times and TV. His furious father almost beat up three hundred pounds of fat into meat paste.

From then on, Luhai remembered the strong middle-aged man. With his tiny brain capacity, he was willing to make an opening to remember a man. It could be seen how deep the shadow and hatred Liu Mubai brought to him.

The door to the meeting room was opened by someone from outside. A person wearing military uniform walked in. Lu Hai recognized this person. He was one of his father's personal guards. Luhai instantly retracted his anger and picked up the cup on the table to gulp down the water. After all he had said, he was too tired.

"The orders from above are to accept the invitation." He put a document on the table in the meeting room and left, not putting Lu Hai, the young master, in his eyes. However, Lu Hai did not get angry, he could act as he pleased in front of others, but in front of these people in green, he could only be a good boy.

Lu Hai subconsciously asked, "Which one?" Just as he said this, everyone in the meeting room looked at him as if they were looking at an idiot. This master, aside from your father, who else would be free to order you around?

Luhai sat down on the marble table, a somewhat exasperated expression on his face. The sound of porcelain and stone colliding resounded through the entire meeting room. Lu Hai was about to lose his temper when he was interrupted by the soldier who pushed the door open again. The soldier gave Lu Hai a cold look, and said in a half-commanding tone, "The Old Master told you to go in person and prepare a gift."

On the second of February, the dragon raised its head. In the hearts of the Chinese, the dragon head is a day of jubilee, and many old people have organized the sacrifice of the dragon. The mafia, especially the Chinese mafia, was the most traditional, so He Shenghe also held a dragon sacrifice on this day.

At the top floor of the new century's edifice, Liu Mubai had brought along all the senior executives who had won the match to invite the dragon to come. The sacrificial ceremony was completed in the morning, however, the host was not Liu Mubai, but Liu Mubai's eldest disciple, the boss of the Vietnam North Gazing Association, Zuo Nan. These two years, many things had been handled by Zuo Nan, and Liu Mubai was slowly releasing the power in his hands, so that Zuo Nan could more easily inherit and win the cause of peace.

Liu Mubai respectfully placed the incense into the incense burner in front of him. Liu Mubai was in the west, Hong Kong's west was Kunlun, and Kunlun was the Dragon Bloodline's ancestor. If it wasn't for the fact that Liu Mubai had a certain degree of respect for religion, and the traffic in Kunlun was not very convenient, Liu Mubai even thought of building the new century edifice on Kunlun Mountain.

"Nan, who are you going to send to Vietnam?" After dealing with the matter of inviting Long, Liu Mubai directly pulled Zuo Nan to sit on the sofa in the open air square. Compared to two days ago, there was a huge change here.

"Zonan took the two glasses of red wine from the bodyguard and handed one to Liu Mubai respectfully before replying," "I plan to let my junior brother go. He is more quick-witted and ruthless than me. In Vietnam, ruthless people are always popular."

Liu Mubai nodded his head in satisfaction. Clearly, this answer was very similar to his own thoughts, "Very good, the reason I sent you to Vietnam was to make you more vicious. Not only have you become more ruthless, but you've also become smarter. Very good." Very good?! Zuo Nan froze for a moment. His master rarely praised people, especially people in front of him. Including this time, Liu Mubai had only praised Zuo Nan three times. Liu Mubai took a sip of his red wine and said, "But you have to be careful not to play around in front of the seniors in the gang. They are all meritorious ministers of the peace and harmony, and without their support back then, there would have been no peace and harmony. When we dissolve your club, you will have to be the one in the hall. Don't play around with the seniors' descendants, lest it become difficult to do things in the future." Just then, a breeze blew by, and Zonan felt a chill on his back. Just now, Liu Mubai's words had made the Vietnamese mafia head break out in a cold sweat, the Endeavour Society was an organization formed with Sheng and the junior generation. On the surface, the leader was He Sheng and the eldest grandson of the three elders, while the real boss behind the scenes was Zonan, and only four people knew about this. Liu Mubai put down the wine cup in his hand, patted Zonan's shoulder and comforted him, "This is not a big deal, it's always good to have ideas from young people, and the development of Endeavour Society is also pretty good. They can also show you their ability, but it's just that you don't need it. Do you understand?" Zonan nodded subconsciously, wanting to explain something else. Liu Mubai held out his hand to stop him, and continued, "Tomorrow, go to headquarters and apologize to the three Elders personally. If I can find out about this, they will definitely find out about it. "I can't mess with those old guys, do you understand?" Zuo Nan didn't dare to say a word, because every word Liu Mubai said made him tremble in fear. At that moment, Zuo Nan felt as if his soul was about to leave his body. Even the calmness of Liu Mubai's tone made people feel an inexplicable fear.

There, the new century gangster godfather, Liu Mubai, stood with his hands behind his back in the wind. Zuo Nan did not see the look in Liu Mubai's eyes, but he could guess that Liu Mubai was like a fairy standing in the clouds, looking down at the laughable events in the world, occasionally raising a cold and emotionless smile. Zonan remembered the man who had entered the club last night and what he had said to him. He gritted his teeth for a long time, the madness in his eyes gradually awakening in his bloodthirsty desire, as if he was back in Vietnam, fighting for his life at any moment. His red eyes suddenly met Liu Mubai's god-like back. The red color gradually faded, but he still held it in.

At 18 o'clock, Liu Mubai's banquet officially began.

Zuo Nan was wearing a well-ironed suit as he stood at the exit of the elevator, representing Liu Mubai to welcome his friends from afar. Liu Mubai's friends were naturally all senior-level people. At the same time, this also made Zonan show his face in front of all the world-class bosses. After all, the former Zonan was just a head of a gang in Vietnam and was a little famous in the underground world, but the Big Boss of the Northwatch Alliance and Liu Mubai's disciple had status that was as different as heaven and earth, not to mention that Liu Mubai's disciple would become the hall of peace and harmony in the future. It was better to have a good relationship with the seniors.

"Oh, Nan dear." The golden-haired Steven gave his friend a warm hug. He asked in puzzlement, "How did you end up being a waiter? How could your master treat you like this?"

"This is not something a waiter can do. Only the most trusted person in the party can stand here and greet all the friends on behalf of the host," Zonan said with a smile, releasing Steven from his arms. "Alright, my friend, let's talk later. Your father, Lord Lincoln, has been inside for some time. Follow him quickly. The leader of the Party will be angry."

Steven patted himself on the head, remembered his real purpose here, smiled apologetically at Zonan, and hurried in.

This scene repeated itself many times. Every single behemoth in the underground world, in order to show their respect for the Godfather of the new century, had to attend and bring along the most effective members of the younger generation. Facing a person at the top of the Party, all Zonan could do was show his respect and welcome, but facing the younger generation, Zonan was a lot more casual. For example, Zonan had a certain reputation among the younger generation, and his bloody deeds in Vietnam, in addition to his status as Liu Mubai's disciple, had won him quite a bit of prestige.

Second, after today, Zonan was a person at the level of Party Leader. Although he was a rising leader, he was a peaceful leader. His status would change a lot as compared to those of the younger generation.