Chapter 133 The Man in Black at the End of his rope

By comparison, it seems that we are really nothing. When Second master Ding Shaoxuan is really angry, we can hardly defend ourselves.

Seeing the New Year's Day, two months ago also high-spirited we, but became timid mice, how, to spend this winter?

I don't know how much longer we can hide, and in the meantime, I'm waiting for a call, a call to give me some answers.

But to my surprise, the call didn't come, but it was our chance to get back out.

Countless incidents have proved that big waves are often started by the little people.

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A cold wind was blowing and the weather was gloomy, as if something serious were about to happen.

At three o 'clock in the afternoon, in a small noodle restaurant opposite the Rhodium office building, a man dressed in black was greeted.

"Oh, again? The boss, who was playing with his cell phone, looked up and smiled, then put away his cell phone, slapped his hands on the apron, and asked the man who had already sat down: "Buddy, or three or two mixed sauce noodles?"

"Well."

"Good le, wait for Ang."

Boss quickly to prepare noodles, and also glad to send a bottle of soy milk, because the guest, is this time in recent days, and every time is three two miscellaneous sauce noodles, but this is not the boss happy, he was happy, because after the guest ate noodles, every time I call on a few bottles of beer, hourly dishes again, sit here, is two hours, Wait until the opposite office has come off work, just leave.

Soon, noodles come up, the man in black began to eat, but eat slowly, eat noodles, eyes have been sweeping the opposite office exit.

Twenty minutes later, the noodles were finished, but this time, he didn't call for wine.

"Dude, hour?" The boss cleared up the dishes and asked by the way.

"No..." The man in black fumbled a few loose bills in his trouser pocket and unconsciously replied a word, but when he saw the wall, he clenched his teeth and pulled out twenty dollars: "The hour."

"Well... No food?" The boss is a little confused, looks like the rhythm is not right, because before is to take 50.

"Dry."

See black people do not want to say more, the boss did not ask again, took four bottles of cheap beer to black people, black people eyes straight staring across the road, and then a stuffy.

Half an hour later, two bottles dry down, he touched his trouser pocket, want to smoke a cigarette, but found that the cigarette, long gone.

"Hey, boss, throw in a cigarette?"

The boss raised eyebrow to look at him one eye, smile way: "I this 5 yuan a pack, you smoke not to be used to, take money I buy for you."

"It's all right. It's all right. Bring it."

The boss is helpless, along with cigarette case lighter threw past all the same. ,

The monkey in black is eager to spot one, hatred in the mouth a mercilessly wrapped, straight down a third.

"My Cao, buddy, how long has it been since you smoked?" The boss looked stunned, black face with anger, helpless, and desperate, mercilessly smoking a cigarette.

He seemed, indeed, to be at the end of his tether.

In this way, the man in black while smoking, while drinking wine, a wait until 5:30, his eyes have drunk red, opposite office building also began to go out.

This time, however, he did not rush to leave. Instead, he sat in the noodle shop until there were no more than two office workers left before he got up and left.

"Holy shit, what the hell is this, plain clothes? Plain clothes wouldn't be so poor." The boss, holding the empty cigarette case, muttered something unpleasantly.

At about seven o 'clock, the man in black entered the building, and then familiar with the office area of rongding on the 18th floor.

The office was empty and the desk clerk was off duty, but the lights were on and someone was clearly working overtime.

He glanced around and found no one, so he walked quickly down to the general manager's office.

"Hey, what do you do?" Someone shouted, and the man in black ran like a frightened rabbit and dashed into the door of the general manager's office.

"Touch!" The door was vigorously pushed open, is anxious to make a phone call ding Shaoxuan followed.

"Are you..."

Before he could finish, he backed away in horror, for the man in black was pressing a sharp dagger against his neck.

"What do you want? Who are you?" Experienced the wind and waves of Ding Shaoxuan, and not much panic, but because jasmine is still unaccounted for anxious.

'Call Seven! The man in black was not tall, but his left hand clutched Ding Shaoxuan's neck and pressed him on the platform.

"Who are you?

'Call Seven! The man in black growled again, a dagger in his right hand, clearly trembling.

Ding Shaoxuan finally realized that this man is very threatening, clenched teeth pretend to touch the phone.

"Ding always..." The overtime workers outside shouted in horror.

"Draft? Get in here or I'll kill him!" The plan was an accident, black people more panic, red eyes roared two words, and with a dagger against ding Shaoxuan's neck, threatened him to command the staff to squat down.

Ding Shaoxuan had no choice but to do so.

"Dozen! Call!" Black people heavily panting, Ding Shaoxuan not Gandhi touch out of the phone, the in the mind is thinking about countermeasures.

If this guy's just looking for Seven, he's not in danger.

But when he gets up slightly to make a phone call, he just sees the side face of the man in black, and he shouts with his eyes in amazement: "You, you, you are not that old six?"

Old six, one because of old seven upper cast name event and look for mental illness seven Yang, after causing oneself deep vortex small clever middle-aged man.

His fate is rough, but also humble.

From Ding Shaoxuan in charge of Rong Ding, shi Bing, the minister of internal security, was marginalized from the beginning, old seven thought that spring had come, to recruit a group of friends who had played better with him in the society, old six know him, do not know whether it is lucky or unfortunate, we temporarily do not comment.

Because he got a lot of benefits in the old seven team, such as eating and drinking without money, every day indulged in luxury, and partying every night, for example, in order to find seven Yang for the old seven and cheat tens of thousands of dollars.

From this can be seen, before the appearance of seven Yang, his life is colorful, and smooth, but who can think of, I this strange number, not only turned seven Yang, but also forced the old seven dilemma, and even forced the old six himself, personally to kill me.

There was no doubt that his plan had failed, for instead of killing me himself, he had made me wary, and Seven bore him a grudge.

First, the old six cheat money in front, let the old seven in Ding Shaoxuan there was a loss, second, his clever, from the beginning, is doomed to only take a little advantage, delusion, fantasy, that is the sea cloud smoke.

The old seven did not succeed in the position, which directly led to the treatment of the old six, promised compensation did not give, so, the old six this looks smart, actually stupid person, went to this step, with a knife and gun, for their own tomorrow, bo a new starting point.

From the moment he began to squat in Rhodium, it meant that this time, he had thought of a way out, and it was to burn his Bridges, the last fight.

So when Ding Shaoxuan called out his name, he also pulled off his hat and stared at Ding with a mad sneer on his face: "Cao Nima, my dear Manager Ding, you have the same day. Let me take a knife to force you to talk."

"Have you got the wrong person?" Ding Shaoxuan's face was so gloomy that he shook his big hand off his neck, straightening his suit, and said to Mr. Six: "I don't know what personal enmity you and Mr. Seven have, and I don't want to know. Therefore, if you take the initiative to leave now, I can regard it as nothing happened."

"Why, are you pretending to me now?" Lao Six laughed two times. At the next moment, he punched Ding Shaoxuan on the cheek and pointed at him, saying, 'Are you paralyzed? Do you dare to say that Lao Seven ordered me to go south? '

"What orders?" Ding Shaoxuan of course will not admit, a face of innocence, touch his cheek, eyes shot cold kill: "give you the last chance, now take the initiative to leave, I when you have not come."