Yang Tianyou did not agree to Mr. Deng’s invitation in the end. Although Mr. Deng had expressed enough sincerity and even drove A Fei out of Bazhong in order to recruit Yang Tianyou, he suppressed Juyitang and did not seek revenge on Yang Tianyou, Yang Tianyou himself could also feel that the current situation in Bazhong was a bit complicated, and it seemed that there would be a major change in the order of the underworld. The best way for me, who was in the center of this vortex, was not to destroy the current balance. One word, drag, how long can I drag it.

Whether it is the Axe Gang or the Baldhead Party, they just want to use Yang Tianyou. Yang Tianyou is very clear about this, so he adopts the policy of dragging. Yang Tianyou hopes to give himself more time and opportunities. He has already asked Abing to pay attention to recruiting soldiers. Of course, these things are done secretly, and to recruit his brothers, they must have good character. Otherwise, it is the cancer that will attract. Yang Tianyou does not feel sorry for spending money on his brothers. This does not mean that he doesn't love money. On the contrary, he is also in urgent need of making money now. He has not forgotten the four-year agreement, so he does not want to waste money on some useless people, nor does he want to attract some harm.

However, after a deep conversation with Mr. Deng, Yang Tianyou's perception of Mr. Deng changed. An old man in his fifties still wanted to unify the underworld of Bazhong. This made Yang Tianyou admire. Even if Mr. Zhun is not big, it can also show that Mr. Deng is not a mediocre person. As a man, he has to do something. No matter what he does, he has courage, ambition, and action. These are people worthy of Yang Tianyou's admiration.

Yang Tianyou sent Mr. Deng away and came to the side of several brothers again. Abing came over and asked in a low voice: "Brother Tian, ​​how about it? Are you here to recruit you?"

"That's right, just like you expected, he really invested a lot of money." Yang Tianyou sighed.

"It seems that you agreed to him? Are you moved by him?" A Bing smiled.

Yang Tianyou was stunned and shook his head and said, "Of course not. Although I am emotional, I am not stupid. I don't want to be used as a gun. I will choose this path unless I am absolutely unsuccessful. Now, no matter who I choose, my situation is not good, and in the next melee, I may become cannon fodder!"

"Smart." A Bing stretched out his thumb and smiled, "But no matter who you choose to go with, we will follow you. It's just that we are only with you, but no matter what gang or not."

Yang Tianyou patted Abing on the shoulder with some gratitude and said heavily: "Brother!"

...

In a very ordinary community on Dongsha Street, Wuzuoshi, Chengdu, several old men were sitting together drinking tea. Several old men were both in their fifties and sixties, obviously retired at home. Each of them was carrying a bird cage in their hands, and there were all thrushes inside.

Spring is coming and summer is approaching. It seems that a few old men often get together, and drinking tea and playing with birds is also their big hobby.

At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, a group of old men dispersed, and the last one was left behind was the owner of the tea room. The boss was also an old man. He had a very happy chat with those companions before, and it seemed very talkative, and he knew everything about astronomy and geography, and could involve one or two.

The old man's face was flushed, with a slight fat face, and his hair was black and oily without dyeing. To be honest, the old man looked very ordinary, but even when walking on the street, he could be recognized at a glance. The reason is very simple. A man has a domineering or majestic attitude. This kind of aura seems to be something that only those who have been in the upper class for a long time, but in fact, he really doesn't work in politics, and he is just a small business.

As soon as a few old men left, a honest young man in his thirties came out of the hut, helped to clean up the stool, wiped the table and swept the floor. In fact, these tables were placed on the side of the road in the community, with a tula on it to shelter the wind and rain. This teahouse was also extremely simple.

The young man kept smiling with a simple smile, but he didn't say a word to the old man. The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, lay on the bamboo chair, handed the bird cage to the young man, and the latter hung it carefully. Then the old man closed his eyes, raised the purple clay teapot from the table, turned the tea mouth to his mouth, sucked it, and then breathed a long sigh and shouted: "It's great!"

Suddenly, a red BMW was parked outside the tea shed, and a young man jumped out of the car. The young man had long hair with ears. His head was the same as the standard head shape of the Shanghai underworld in the 1930s. If he wore a white jacket, it would be easy to misunderstand that he was making a movie.

That's right, this young man is A Fei.

After seeing the old man, Ah Fei hesitated for a while before he walked slowly over.

The young man who was cleaning the table looked at A Fei, smiled silly, and looked at the old man beside him calmly. The latter did not open his eyes at all, but seemed to be able to see everything. He waved to the young man, and the young man walked into the hut.

When he made a pot of tea, A Fei was already sitting with the old man. A Fei stopped and glanced at the young man. The latter put down the teacup and entered the room again.

"Okay, I can agree to the conditions you have proposed. I will arrange everything. You go!" The old man slowly closed his eyes and walked back on the bamboo chair.

A trace of harshness flashed in A Fei's eyes, and there was a hint of madness and excitement. He wanted to speak but stopped, but finally stood up, returned to the car, and said to A Biao who was driving in front: "Let's go!"

"Brother Fei, who is this old man?" A Biao frowned and said, "Look at his big air!"

"He is - forget it, you will know who he is from now on. Is he too arrogant? Why don't I think? Let's go!" A Fei actually laughed.

The old man still poured some tea into his mouth and put down the teapot again. He said to the young man who was sitting next to him again and was reading a book "Recognizing the Text and Dictionary" carefully: "The guests from Shanghai have arrived?"

"Yes, I've been waiting in the hotel for a few hours." The young man said respectfully.

The old man nodded and said, "Okay, let's have a meal. I'll go see you after dinner."

...

In the next more than a month, Yang Tianyou still adopted the method of dragging the word. Although Mr. Deng and Guan Sheng gradually lost patience with him, the rivers and lakes of Bazhong are still a stagnant pool. However, behind this stagnant pool, there are still people fighting every day, and there are still too much helplessness and passion. Of course, a group of brain-friendly people can foresee that with Yang Tianyou's growth step by step, the underworld in Bazhong will sooner or later change, and the rivers and lakes of Bazhong are destined to be surging again.

But in the next huge melee, who will eventually get the favor of God and soar into the sky. No one can say anything without an answer.

Whether it is the Baldhead Party or the Axe Gang, they are still the same for the time being. The two major gangs each maintain the stability of their respective territory. There are still many small gangs in Jiangbei and the old city, but the two major gangs dare not calm down to clean up their respective territory so as not to give each other an opportunity to take advantage of it. It is obvious that Yang Tianyou has become the key to the actions of the two major gangs. Whoever moves first will lose the initiative. The only thing that can move is the faction of Yang Tianyou, who has a faint trend of the third largest force in Bazhong.

In fact, Yang Tianyou did not establish a faction, but he privately attracted a group of brothers, with a total of more than 100 people, which was considered to have his own team. However, Yang Tianyou could not support so many people, so Abing had already asked his brothers to find things to do, such as collecting protection fees in some entertainment venues in the old city, and for example, a few brothers do some business together. Anyway, Bazhong is so chaotic, seeking survival in chaos, which is also human instinct, and it is understandable.

Yang Tianyou's reputation is getting higher and higher day by day. Everyone on the road respectfully calls him Brother Tian. Everyone knows that he is now a celebrity in front of Mr. Deng and Guan Sheng. Even these two big brothers love Yang Tianyou very much. Ordinary people or ordinary gangs dare not cause any trouble for him. Many people are willing to come to the Bull Bar to see Yang Tianyou's heroic figure. Of course, by the way, you can also see how Zhang Feng, the woman of Yang Tianyou who was circulating on the road, is so outstanding.

The business of Bull Bar is becoming more and more prosperous. Yang Tianyou's nightly income can reach more than 30,000, and the net profit is close to 20,000. It has been three months after the Spring Festival, and Yang Tianyou has saved a total of nearly one million. According to his goal, it is completely no problem to reach the five million Qi Mengxiang said in two years. Of course, there is another premise, that is, nothing unexpected happens.

If nothing unexpected happens, Yang Tianyou dare not take it lightly and carefully seek to survive in the cracks. He also knows that only by working hard to make money now can you have a glimmer of hope in the melee that will not last long. What are you doing now?

Yang Tianyou goes to the bar every night, and every day, he sleeps at home almost every day, and occasionally eats with his brothers, or goes to the teahouse to drink tea or play cards. Huo Sanquan is still Yang Tianyou's personal bodyguard. This great man from the Northeast has a very regular life. In addition to sleeping in Yang Tianyou's car, the most he does is drink with Yang Tianyou, and go to a nightclub or hair salon to find women.

Huo Sanquan is not picky about food. As long as he is a woman, he can accept it as long as he can sleep with him. Moreover, whether it is a girl from Shui Ling or a dinosaur-level sister, he gives the same amount of money. Of course, this money is given to him by Yang Tianyou. Yang Tianyou now gives him 10,000 yuan a month, including food, accommodation and play. The salary is not high for him, or even extremely low, but for ordinary people, it is high enough. According to his value, this amount of money is simply a waste of him. However, he has a beautiful face behind Yang Tianyou. Huo Sanquan said that he will not make any requests within three years. As for three years, let’s talk about it later three years!

Before we knew it, May was coming, and summer came quietly.
Chapter completed!