Chapter 386: Gray Wolf meets Boss Geta, the strangeness of the Monk

Gray Wolf nodded respectfully upon hearing this: "Mr. Ding, don't worry, I'll go handle it immediately."

Gray Wolf also knew the situation in Temple Mouth clearly.

Even though he had left Wandao for a long time, this was a place he had stayed in after all. Having seen the prosperity of Hong Kong and other places, Gray Wolf's ideas and means had matured quite a bit.

It's just that he also returned to Wandao and went to Temple Mouth to see, but shook his head. Temple Mouth still used backward means like selling high mountain tea and toilet paper to make money.

The so-called boss of Temple Mouth was even more pedantic, still promoting cold weapon fighting, which was a bit ridiculous.

Even if they didn't involve the forces of Temple Mouth, others would look at this part of the profit in the future. If Temple Mouth developed like this, it was destined to be eliminated.

Not developing port docks would not make money.

Hearing this, Ding Zongshu smiled slightly and said:

"Gray Wolf, I think highly of you. Recently I have some meetings to attend, and I really can't get away. Otherwise, I would handle this matter personally."

As a member of the Legislative Yuan, Ding Zongshu had a bunch of broken things around him, and if he wanted to continue climbing up in the future, he couldn't be absent from some important meetings.

So he let excellent people like Gray Wolf handle troublesome things for him.

Gray Wolf nodded: "I will handle the Temple Mouth matter as soon as possible."

Gray Wolf also knew the weight of the three words Mr. Ni, and Ding Zongshu was relying on Haitang, a force in Haitang's hands.

As for Haitang, she had already unified the north and middle of Wandao, among which the Sanlian Gang also worked for Haitang, not to mention the countless capable people under her.

Just one Sanlian Gang was enough to make Temple Mouth fly into ashes, and there was no need to use the Sanlian Gang's forces. Just relying on their few firearms, they could solve the boss of Temple Mouth, Geta. ===== CHAPTER 602 =====

In this era, if you don't play with guns, what are you going to fight with others? Still using cold weapons, it's truly a bit ridiculous.

Gray Wolf tidied his suit and immediately went to handle the Temple Mouth matter.

The next morning, Gray Wolf contacted the boss of Temple Mouth, Geta. He also knew this matter was urgent.

In a Japanese restaurant, both sides intended to meet. This Japanese restaurant was located on the bustling street of Temple Mouth, and there were quite a few guests on weekdays.

Although it was a Japanese restaurant, it also sold some local food 20, not sticking to the name of the restaurant itself.

At this time, there were a few young people in the Japanese restaurant laughing and talking, and they were the Prince Gang who were quite famous locally.

Led by Li Zhilong, he was Geta's son, and the others were Monk, Mosquito, White Monkey, and Uncle. The five of them were brothers, working for Geta, and they were also a group of ordinary street thugs.

It's just that these five were young, their temperament wasn't mature, and most of what they thought about was just playing around.

The reason they were in the Japanese restaurant today was because Geta wanted to take these young people to see the world and let them know how he, as the boss of Temple Mouth, negotiated with outside forces.

Geta didn't know Gray Wolf's identity, only knowing that he was a big shot from outside. He didn't know what he was looking for him for, but it didn't prevent Geta from teaching these young people how to talk.

At this time, Mosquito said happily: "I heard Boss Geta is going to meet a big shot, from Hong Kong, heard he is very powerful."

Hearing this, Li Zhilong said with disdain: "Just pretending. In Temple Mouth, we have the final say. No matter how big the outside force is, they have to negotiate with us politely."

Li Zhilong was full of confidence. He believed his father had the strongest strength and the most say in Temple Mouth.

Outside forces coming to their Temple Mouth could only bow their heads. It's just that Monk frowned. He wasn't as green as the other four, but had some concepts about Hong Kong in his heart long ago.

He knew that Hong Kong was extremely prosperous, with high-rise buildings everywhere, which couldn't be compared to their poor and remote place like Temple Mouth.

There were very few high-rise buildings built in Temple Mouth, and even entertainment facilities were rare.

And most of the business was buying some food, or having a specialized chicken and duck column to make money.

It's just that this time I heard Gray Wolf was talking business with them, which was a bit curious.

At this time, Uncle laughed and made a joke: "I heard this person is called Gray Wolf. I'm still a White Wolf. Isn't a wolf a dog?"

These young people laughed out loud when they heard this, clearly not taking an outsider who just came to Temple Mouth seriously.

Monk shook his head: "Say less, it's not good to be heard by others."

Li Zhilong scolded: "Monk, are you afraid? My father brought you here today to see the world, to see how he frustrates the sharpness of these outsiders. They always want to have designs on us."

"Our gang has been passed down in Temple Mouth for such a long time, and we have always been very law-abiding. Whoever comes cannot break the rules here."

Just after Li Zhilong finished speaking domineeringly, Geta strode over, and the few of them stood up from their seats honestly and shouted respectfully:

"Boss."

They looked at Geta with a respectful appearance, and didn't dare to have any rebuttal in front of him, quite honest.

It's just that these young people didn't have much calm temperament. Even if they sat there, their hands would move around randomly.

Boss Geta scanned Monk, Mosquito, and them. These people might be his son's left and right arms in the future, just nodded:

"Sit down. The guest will be here in a while. Don't make noise here and lose face for me."

Li Zhilong nodded hurriedly: "Okay, Dad."

The others didn't speak. Just then, Gray Wolf strode in, wearing a black suit, with a smile on his face, followed by two younger brothers in suits, full of style.

And Boss Geta was still dressed normally today. Just comparing the two, the momentum was a bit weaker. It's just that Li Zhilong and the others felt he was a bit pretentious after seeing Gray Wolf.

But the level Gray Wolf contacted wasn't what they could imagine. It's strange to say.

In a place as prosperous as Hong Kong, if you don't dress in an entry-level way, don't wear a suit and tie, others will look down on you, saying you have no face at all.

But in a remote place like Temple Mouth, wearing a suit and tie is extremely conspicuous. Instead, others will look down on you, saying you are showing off your status here.

But for Gray Wolf, he didn't care about such thoughts. Temple Mouth was still a remote place. At this time, Gray Wolf brought a smile, sat opposite Boss Geta, and smiled slightly:

"Boss Geta, I've heard of your name for a long time. I lived here for a period of time, but nothing has changed after so many years."

Gray Wolf had a smile on his face, full of nostalgia, but his heart carried a hint of disdain. There had been earth-shaking changes outside long ago.

And this place, Temple Mouth, hadn't built a dock yet. It was still a place where only small boats could stop. How much money could it make every day?

That is to say, after so many years, Geta was still following the rules and hadn't made any achievements at all.

Gray Wolf's status now wasn't something a boss of Temple Mouth could compare to.

Geta didn't make a sound. How could he not hear the sarcasm in Gray Wolf's words? He picked up the wine glass and toasted with Gray Wolf:

"For so many years, I have always followed the rules of my ancestors, and everything is done according to the rules. Everyone in Temple Mouth is living very well now."

Boss Geta had been in charge of Temple Mouth for many years and hadn't made too many changes because he feared the forces of Hong Kong and the outside world, and didn't welcome outsiders like Gray Wolf at all.

Gray Wolf squinted and smiled. Under the wheel of historical development, how many people wanted to block its trajectory, only to be overestimating their own strength and becoming dust under the wheel.

He walked far and saw a lot. Gray Wolf also understood bosses like Geta, but most of them didn't have a good end. There is a saying that those who know the times are heroes.

The others in the Prince Gang didn't understand the meaning of Gray Wolf and Geta, but didn't dare to add dishes, standing honestly on the side. For them, it was just an ordinary meeting.

Geta didn't talk nonsense at this time, too lazy to go around in circles: "Gray Wolf, what's the matter with you coming here this time?"

Gray Wolf put down the wine glass, squinted: "I want to talk to you about cooperation, Boss Geta, and my boss is Ms. Haitang from the Sanlian Gang."

The Prince Gang and others heard the Sanlian Gang, as if they had heard the name, but Temple Mouth was closed to news, a place where the water was shallow and there were many turtles, so they wouldn't feel that the Sanlian Gang was a very powerful person.

In fact, Gray Wolf couldn't use the Ni family's power to suppress a small Temple Mouth this time because Boss Geta wasn't worthy at all, and Ding Zongshu's status as a member of the Legislative Yuan couldn't involve gangs on the surface.

So Gray Wolf borrowed the name of the Sanlian Gang, but even the Sanlian Gang wasn't a force Boss Geta could afford to offend.

Boss Geta wasn't a fool, frowned, and also knew big forces like the Sanlian Gang in Wandao, so he snorted coldly:

"I didn't expect the Sanlian Gang to take a fancy to my small Temple Mouth."

Gray Wolf picked up a piece of food at this time, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully: "Temple Mouth has a superior environment and also has the advantage of building a port dock. As long as the dock here is built, it will definitely become an international dock in the future."

"When that time comes, it will welcome more guests and have more business to do, which is much more profitable than selling high mountain tea and toilet paper."

After Gray Wolf finished speaking, he paused again: "Of course, these territories will be taken over by us in the future, and you, Boss Geta, will be responsible for cooperation. When that time comes, the money earned won't be less for you."

After all, Gray Wolf was acting in the form of negotiation this time. They mainly took a fancy to the port of Temple Mouth. If this place was developed earlier, it could become a not-small international port, making more money.

With a port, all kinds of ships would stop here, and the small Temple Mouth would immediately develop. At the same time, the surrounding stalls would also have economic effects.

Gray Wolf always felt that the development of Temple Mouth was still too conservative. Obviously, there was such a good way to make money, but Boss Geta had a straight brain.

The others in the Prince Gang heard Gray Wolf's words and felt that Gray Wolf was really here to talk about cooperation.

Monk's eyes flashed with strangeness, feeling that Gray Wolf was right. The entire Temple Mouth was indeed too backward. Obviously, there was the potential to develop the economy, but it couldn't exert any potential here at Boss Geta.

Boss Geta heard this, almost without thinking, and refused flatly: "Sorry, I don't intend to cooperate with you. I am already very satisfied with the current appearance of Temple Mouth."

"If you outsiders come in, it will definitely be messy in the future, and there will be all kinds of trouble."

Boss Geta looked at Gray Wolf. Even if he cared about the money earned, there were tourists in Temple Mouth now, and the things sold were enough to support the younger brothers. He didn't trust cooperating with outsiders.

Moreover, he was also afraid of breaking the rules. Most importantly, Boss Geta's traditional thinking feared outside forces and was afraid of change. For them, outside forces were all unknown.

Hearing this, Gray Wolf wasn't surprised at all, but felt in his heart that Boss Geta was overestimating his own strength, and didn't get angry because of being rejected, but said:

"Boss Geta, Temple Mouth has been the same for so many years, do you know this?"

After speaking, Gray Wolf smiled slightly, then placed a firearm on the table, which was a Black Star pistol. After speaking, he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

Until now, the associations and gangs in Mengjia were still using cold weapons like machetes. They could easily reshuffle Temple Mouth with firearms.

The Prince Gang and others swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Even if they had seen it in pictures, they had never seen a real gun, so they couldn't help but look a bit stunned because Geta hated guns very much.

Instantly, Boss Geta's attitude took a sharp turn for the worse after seeing the Black Star pistol: "Are you threatening me?"

Boss Geta stared at Gray Wolf. These outsiders were indeed wolf-hearted. If he didn't agree, they dared to threaten him directly. If Temple 463 Mouth was truly handed over to them, how could he be in power?

Gray Wolf heard Boss Geta's tone and knew there was no need to talk anymore, directly put away the Black Star pistol, and smiled slightly:

"I'm just pointing out a bright path for Boss Geta. The development of Temple Mouth is too conservative now. If you continue to be obsessed and want to maintain the status quo, even if I don't take action, others will stare at this place."

"Boss Geta, if you change your mind, you can contact me at any time. This is my phone number."

After speaking, Gray Wolf threw down a piece of paper with his phone number written on it, and got up and left with his black-suited younger brothers. What should be said had been said, and it depended on how he decided.

Monk looked at the note at this time, staring intently, and soon memorized the phone number, a strange look flashing in his eyes. He understood that Boss Geta couldn't fight them the moment he saw Gray Wolf take out a handgun.

Now, who can be killed with a machete? In a real gang fight, it's impossible to have any effect.

After Gray Wolf left, the atmosphere at the dining table was still heavy. At this time, Boss Geta's face was ugly, and then he snorted coldly at the Prince Gang and others:

"Remember that guns are evil weapons made by Westerners, and we must never use them."

Boss Geta was quite repulsive to guns and absolutely didn't allow his subordinates to use guns. They were definitely doing things with cold weapons in the underworld. Whoever used a gun in Temple Mouth would be kicked out of Temple Mouth.

It's just that this rule is a bit ridiculous at the moment. Even if ordinary associations usually use sticks to fight, they must have gunmen under their hands.

Only a pedantic person like Boss Geta would make such a decision.

The Prince Gang and others nodded: "Boss, we definitely won't use guns."

Monk, Li Zhilong, Mosquito, and others were all specially trained by Boss Geta, exercising their bodies all day, using cold weapons to fight, but these trainings were difficult to be effective in a short period of time.

Moreover, no matter how powerful they were, they were vulnerable in front of guns. The times had changed.

But Boss Geta still didn't intend to change. This advanced wave seemed not to have affected Temple Mouth here.

Soon Geta left, intending to go back to deal with Gray Wolf's revenge. The Prince Gang and these people looked at the food on the table that hadn't been moved much, didn't intend to waste it, sat there, and restored their youthful temperament.

Mosquito took the lead in opening the topic: "That Gray Wolf was really arrogant just now, and he was followed by bodyguards in suits. People who didn't know would think he was acting in a movie." ===== CHAPTER 603 =====