"I'm also here to do business, right?"
"Since you are in business, you must make money."
Yaoqing was quite direct when he spoke. After watching me finish these words, he added: "Then I will sell it to whoever offers the higher price."
At this point, it has been made clear, that is to say, they are afraid that things will be messed up, so they will make appointments with more than one family when they come out.
"So, someone offered a higher price than us."
I looked at Yao Qing. He lowered his head slightly and the big gold chain around his neck fell off, dangling in front of his chest: "Yes!"
He really dared to agree.
"Someone has a higher price than you and moves faster than you. As soon as we landed yesterday, they came directly."
He bent down to pick up the blue travel bag next to him. The moment he opened the zipper of the travel bag, the red banknotes in the bag appeared in front of my eyes. With the naked eye, I estimated that the money was at least more than two hundred.
"I've given you the money, it's cash. Now the transaction is just one step away. After a while, we will take the person for a physical check-up, and then we can come directly to collect the person."
I've been fooled!
Another company that Yaoqing had negotiated took the lead and came over with cash to buy people. Not only did they also make a request that was not a requirement, that is, these people had to have a physical examination first.
"Not a park?"
I asked this question.
Generally speaking, the park will not require talented people to provide physical examinations. I have seen a hepatitis B patient with a yellow face sitting there typing on the keyboard. Those bastards don't care about you at all. You want to be infected or not, they are anyway I don't want to live or eat with such people.
Snapped.
I lit a cigarette for myself and handed one over without being polite. When the cigarette was lit, I saw Yao Qing shaking his head: "It's not the park."
"Where is that?"
Yao Qing smiled. He didn't seem to understand the situation yet. Da Ma Jin Dao was still chatting with me: "Brother, you are also a gangster. This kind of thing..."
I took a deep breath from the cigarette in my hand and pointed to the ashtray on the table next to him: "Pass the ashtray to me."
Yaoqing reached out to take it, and as he was moving forward, the cigarette butt in my hand twitched directly to the back of his hand with a 'squeak' sound. The kid immediately let go in pain and shouted: "Fuck me!"
The strong man turned his head, and Boureat exposed all four joints except his thumb. He used his own bones as a 'finger tiger' and punched the opponent's throat.
Snapped!
Just for a moment, the strong man bent down, holding his throat. After Boureat took out the pistol, he held the muzzle of the gun in his hand, rounded his arm and pointed the gun handle at the strong man's chin - click!
He knocked him down in an instant without any hesitation.
I picked up the ashtray from the carpet and stepped directly between Yaoqing's legs with one foot. The moment he asked in panic: "What are you doing!", an ashtray hit him. On his forehead - snap!
The quality of the ashtray is too good, but it's not that good.
Yaoqing was already confused, covering his head and leaning on the back of the chair with an 'Oops' sound.
The next second, he reached out to touch his waist. Boureia took the gun with his other hand, clicked on the safety, and put the muzzle of the gun against Yao Qing's head. The entire set of actions was completed in one go.
When Yao Qing turned to look over, blood was flowing down his fingers. I slowly pulled away and asked, "You two owe me 3.4 million now. Think about how to compensate me."
Boureat looked at me and asked, "Isn't it four hundred?"
The oily head suddenly became smart: "Aren't there two keyboard typists?"
I slapped my mouth with my backhand.
Snapped!
The oil head jerked his head so hard that he didn't even dare to turn his head back and kept looking at the other side.
"You still have the nerve to open your fucking mouth?"
After scolding him, I took out the things from Yaoqing's waist. When I saw it was a Glock, I didn't even think about it. I held the muzzle of the gun and handed it to Buje. Then I sat back on the bed and tidied it up. After looking at the suit, he asked: "Let's talk this time, who did you sell it to?"
Yaoqing was still pretending to be big, and glared at me and said, "You're fucking scaring me!"
"Old Qiao has a rule. No one is allowed to shoot in Meng Neng, not to mention this is Lao Qiao's hotel."
This kid is a scoundrel, the kind of scoundrel who has seen people play cruel tricks in the world.
I took out the gun that Burea gave me from my waist, and put it directly on his leg. My eyes were fixed on the other person, without any hesitation in my eyes - bang!
The trigger was pulled.
Immediately, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and threw it at him: "Come on, call the fucking police on me!"
That feeling... was so refreshing.
That kind of ultimate crushing, that kind of feeling that stepping on these rotten garlics with your feet can make them unable to stand up for the rest of their lives, directly rushed into their minds!
Here, I don’t have to be afraid of anyone or anything. As long as Lao Qiao is standing behind me, all rules and laws are in vain for me!
It's like Yaoqing dared to sell a batch of goods to two companies in this lawless place.
All the violence and chaos are caused by the lack of rules and regulations that shake the world. The only people who can control this group of people are the guys in their hands.
"You're done!"
Yao Qing covered his legs without making a sound. Thief Yougang shivered all over and let the sweat and blood on his forehead mix together and said: "When the greenskin soldiers come up, you will all die!"
He didn't seem to understand what was going on. The oily man turned his head at this moment, pointed at the clothes on Burea's body and said, "Are you blind? Can't you see this guy in military uniform?"
military uniform? !
When Yaoqing heard these two words, he immediately turned around and took a look. He saw that Burea's upper body was wearing a green T-shirt without any logo, which had a muscular shape, and his lower body was wearing green military trousers and a pair of military hooks on his feet. Anyone in the country could wear this outfit. How could he tell that it was a military uniform just by the color?
What's even worse is that Bure'a and Yang Rong only wear clothes close to the colors of military uniforms. Except when they go to see Lao Qiao, these two boys don't know how to wear regular military uniforms. This has happened since the moment they left the village. Starting fact.
In the corridor, footsteps sounded frequently, and a group of people shouted: "Where are they?"
"Where was the gun fired?"
Brea heard the sound and walked to the door. When he opened the door and stepped out, he shouted at the group of green soldiers: "What the hell are you yelling about!"
For a moment, there was no more sound in the corridor.
In Meng Neng, no one who wears military uniforms does not know Burea and Yang Rong. General Hengha next to these two old Qiao can almost catch up with military orders when he speaks.
I walked over and stood next to Burea, waving to the green soldiers and shouting: "You guys, come here."
After saying that, he entered the house. Brea shouted to the green soldiers outside the door who didn't know what to do: "You're deaf!"
The green soldiers hurried forward and appeared at the door one by one, standing there motionless with their guns in hand.
I sat back on the bed, looked at Yao Qing, and pointed to the door: "The upright soldiers of the 729th Military Region are patrolling Meneng every day. You can talk to them if anything happens to you."
"Call the police!!"
(End of chapter)
