Chapter 106 Four Face Slap

  Is it really easy to make this million?

  Not necessarily!

  If it weren't for Hongda Feng, I just found the Mink brother Qiyang, and I was able to instigate him. With these millions, the three of us would have been bloodless, and we wouldn't necessarily be able to come out.

  All, attribute it to opportunity.

  But when I saw their excited eyes, I always felt something was wrong.

  Suddenly, my body was straightened, and my head broke out in inspiration.

  The problem is not Liu Laojiu?

  Could it be that Gao Xue didn't guess right? Isn't this a trap?

  But if it is a trap, why is this money really placed in my card?

 "What's the matter with you?" Hanmo saw that something was wrong.

 "No..." I shook my head, a little confused, and the phone in my trouser pocket suddenly vibrated. I took it out and took a look.

  Opened the message box and was shocked instantly.

The quiet office was extremely silent for a while.

  I took the phone and read the text message several times, my face changed drastically and panting.

  My chest was suffocated, and it was as uncomfortable as if I couldn't breathe.

  Unfamiliar number, shocked text message!

  Someone wants to kill me!

  who is it?

  And this, who is warning me?

  My heart was filled with extreme astonishment, and then came the tsunami-like questions.

  Ding Shaoxuan of the city mansion? Big brother second master? Or is it Liu Laojiu who was forced to walk away but was acting?

  Apart from these few people, I can't think of anyone else who hates me for life or death.

  "what happened?"

  Han Mo frowned suspiciously.

  "It's okay." I put my phone in my pocket, suppressed the turbulent Cautious Liver, and replied normally.

  "Nan Nan... we are a collective." Da Zhuang also saw that it was wrong, and he hesitated to speak, but at this time, Qiyang pushed the door open.

  "Hey, a few brothers, isn't it just a few million? I'm not over excited yet, come on, go for a drink, I'll treat you."

  "You go out first!" Da Zhuang frowned and scolded, but Qi Yang rolled his eyes and said: "Don't be so stingy, I don't care about your shares."

  "You..." Da Zhuang was about to speak in embarrassment, but I smiled and stood up. Looking at Qiyang jokingly: "Yes, you got half a million, it's up to you to ask for it."

  Qiyang walked over quickly and handed the promissory note in the air: "Oh, I understand, I understand, you have a share, you take what you should take, and the rest is mine."

  "So generous?"

  "Aren't you my eldest brother?" He stretched out the promissory note with a smile, looking reluctant.

  "...Forget it, you put it away." I looked at his appearance, thought for ten seconds, stretched out my hand and pushed it back.

  He was taken aback, and then grinned and said: "This is like a big brother."

  He knew in his heart that if the 500,000 yuan weren't supported by us, the second master would definitely not bring money. Don’t say he was afraid of death.

But with Erye's status, can't he find a soldier with a gun for him with 500,000?

  And I don't want his money, just to give him a sense of peace of mind.

  An Xin's work here is definitely more promising than you as an internet celebrity and a swordsman.

  I saw his expression in my eyes, and vomited: "You will burn my scent if you don't cause me something in the future." When he interrupted like this, the loneliness and anxiety in my heart faded a lot.

  I turned to Hanmo and said, "Contact Lao Pei and them, and have a chat at the Immortal Mansion in the evening."

  "All please?"

  "Well, we call for whatever we owe." I touched my chin and said thoughtfully.

  "it is good."

  When he made the call, I warned: "Don't talk about money."

  He opened his mouth, and finally nodded helplessly.

  In the evening, on a large round table in Wangxian Mansion, apart from the four of us, it was the old Pei group who controlled most of the supply of building materials in Pingyuan North District.

  Everything is not discussed about eating and drinking, and no one in the banquet said about asking for money. You and I are pushing the cups and changing the cups. It is a harmonious scene.

After the meal, a strong man in the boss group spoke to me with his arms folded.

  "Hey, Nan Nan, should we be a little active next?"

  "Huh?" I was about to check out, I was taken aback and looked at the speaker.

  "This is Yanqiu who makes paint." Old Pei felt annoyed by him too, and squinted to explain to me in a low voice.

  "Ah..." I nodded slightly, then sat back, picked up the lighter and lit a cigarette, and smiled at him: "Boss Yan, what activities do you like the whole time?"

  I know him. On the bill, Liu Laojiu owed him a lot, more than 400,000 yuan. Among this group of people, he was of the middle level.

  And those who are willing to make Liu Laojiu owe hundreds of thousands, and are not worried about him not paying back, have some influence in social status, or else, like Qiyang, he is a complete lunatic.

  "Hehe, let's go to'Heaven on Earth'."

  As soon as these words came out, the room instantly calmed down, and people like Lao Pei who were thoughtful, suddenly felt that Yan Qiu's words were not kind, but deliberately stabbed.

  Although "Heaven on Earth" is incomparable with the branch of Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, it is also the top entertainment venue in Pingyuan. It is common to spend three to two in one night, and hundreds of thousands can be spent.

  I was stunned, and took a look at Old Pei.

  "Leave him alone, he's just a foolish fool!"

  Old Pei obviously looked down on him and cursed in a low voice.

  Hehe, I smiled.

  "Go! Yes, but Boss Yan, you have to give me a reason?"

  He looked at me with a cigarette in his mouth, taking it for granted: "You owe us money. Isn't it just to give us a grace period? If you don't arrange us, we can't ask you now?"

  "Ah...it's such a reason." I pretended to suddenly realize it and nodded my head.

  Han Mo shook his head expressionlessly, sighed, and Da Zhuang Qi Yang looked at Yan Qiu angrily.

  "Go, what's the arrangement?" I asked again.

  He laughed trivially: "How can you arrange it? You take the money out, and the manager, don't you have to arrange it for you?" After finishing speaking, he pointed his finger at the people in the room and said with a smile: "Let's do this. It’s only twenty people, not much money, if you drink, twenty thousand is enough."

  "Not just drinking?" Da Zhuang said with a cold face.

  Yan Qiu's face was as usual, and he said to me, "Men, together, why can't you play with women all the time?"

  "Bang!" Qiyang kicked the chair under him and squinted at him and walked over: "Fuck, I like to play with people like you who have all five games. Don't you like to play colorful? Okay, I am going to let you re-recognize what is blood-stained style today!"

  "Qiyang..." Hanmo shouted.

  "Huh!"

  After two seconds of consternation, Yan Qiu, who had recovered his senses, stood up abruptly and pointed at me and cursed, "Xiang Nan, do you think you are doing it? It's right to pay back the money you owe. What's the matter, play with me in Lao Liu? What about Jiu body?"

 He took a breath and pointed at me and howled: "I knew you had no money before I came here. Now I have changed my mind, and you have to give it to me now!"

  "Why?" Da Zhuang stood up, and Qiyang glanced at me and rushed past the table.

  "Fuck you!"

  My indulgence immediately caused Qiyang Xiezi to take off, and rushed over to fight with Yan Qiu.

  Three seconds later, the people in the room who were still watching the show began to stretch, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

  "This is forcing this mouth, it is indeed a beating!" Da Zhuang grasped the wine bottle and knocked down, the glass ball fell to the ground, revealing a sharp incision.

  Hanmo sat still, and Old Pei smoked a cigarette and stopped Da Zhuang speechlessly: "You can pull it there, Nan Nan is playing and wanting to catch it?"

After speaking, he looked at me with a smile, and asked in a low voice, "Did you have money?"

  I didn't answer, but waved to Da Zhuang a little, and he sat down suspiciously.

Yan Qiu was tall, and had been playing in the society for a while, and for a while, he was on a par with Qiyang. In addition, everyone was in a fight, and he was actually harmless.