After hearing Song Ziyu's words, Wang Er looked over.
But when he saw Song Ziyu sitting in the middle of the huge hotel suite, his demeanor made Wang Er feel a little dazed.
After thinking for a long time, Wang Er finally remembered Song Ziyu.
"It's you!"
Wang Er didn't have so much fear towards Song Ziyu, but seemed very relaxed.
"Oh, little brother, don't be sarcastic when you meet someone. That's not good." Wang Er looked familiar, circling around Song Ziyu, and flipping through Song Ziyu's clothes.
"Little brother, where did you get rich?" Wang Er asked, pretending to be familiar.
Song Ziyu is okay, but all his subordinates are a little uneasy!
What kind of behavior would it be for a guy who looks like a beggar to touch the body of his boss??????????????? As the saying goes, the master will humiliate his subjects to death. This guy doesn't understand. Behave yourself.
Several red-faced elite soldiers were about to draw their swords and kill people.
Tang Jian, who was hiding behind the soldier, asked in a sullen voice: "Who do you think is the little brother?"
The moment he saw Tang Jian, Wang Er's expression changed.
Tang Jian gave Wang Er a series of profound "lessons" at the beginning, but he hung him up and beat him more than once!
Wang Er may not be afraid of Song Ziyu, but his fear of Tang Jian is engraved in his bones.
"Uncle Tang...why are you here?"
Wang Er was a little embarrassed when he spoke.
Tang Jian snorted coldly and said: "You'd better be polite when speaking to our boss, otherwise, be careful I remove your parts."
Upon hearing this, Wang Er quickly knelt in front of Song Ziyu.
"Boss, you have a lot of money, but please don't follow the younger ones."
Wang Er knelt on the ground holding Song Ziyu's trouser legs and cried bitterly. After finishing, he wiped his nose on Song Ziyu's trouser legs...
Song Ziyu couldn't help but frown and asked Gao Zhongping: "Old Gao, you spent so long looking for someone in Tianshui Town, is your relationship just to find this guy?"
Gao Zhongping nodded.
Song Ziyu was a little unhappy: "Lao Gao, aren't you kidding? What will this Wang Er do? How can it be useful to me? I still have to look for it."
Gao Zhongping said: "It is useful, and it is of great use. We have prepared several plans for this operation, and one of them has a significant relationship with Wang Er's professional skills..."
As he spoke, Gao Zhongping leaned into Song Ziyu's ear and started talking to Song Ziyu cautiously.
After listening to Gao Zhongping's words, Song Ziyu's frown instantly relaxed.
Not only that!
Song Ziyu suddenly changed his face and scolded the fierce men around him: "What are you doing? How decent are you when wielding a knife or a gun! Please restrain yourself, you, you, and you, put away your knives." .”
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A group of elite soldiers were stunned by Song Ziyu, but no matter what, these soldiers immediately put away their weapons and looked at the scene with wide eyes.
"And you, don't be an eyesore here." Song Ziyu kicked Tang Jian on the butt and kicked Tang Jian away.
Then Song Ziyu walked up to Wang Er and helped Wang Er up.
This appearance was very "amiable". Liu Bei's three visits to the thatched cottage were far from enough, and Zhou Gong's vomiting was nothing more than this.
Song Ziyu's behavior directly shocked everyone present.
What kind of trouble is City Lord Song going to make?
"Mr. Wang Er, I offended you a lot just now. I'm sorry."
Song Ziyu patted the dust on Wang Er's body, then took Wang Er's hand and said, "This operation is all your responsibility."
Wang Er can't fix it anymore.
These people are so damn good at acting. Even Shen Teng's Spring Festival Gala didn't have this kind of content.
At this time, Song Ziyu stroked Wang Er's hand and said distressedly: "Oh, Mr. Wang Er, what did you do? I haven't seen you for a year, why are you missing two fingers? They are all bare... It's really Is it distressing?”
When Wang Er heard this, he was flattered and said: "What else can I do? Of course I lost the bet and got chopped into pieces..."
"Hmph!" Song Ziyu immediately said angrily: "You have to cut off someone's fingers if you lose a bet? That's so arrogant. Tang Jian, take a few people with Mr. Wang Er to destroy the gambling shop for me. Who chopped off Wang Er? Sir, you can chop your fingers back for me, and chop them twice as much!"
Tang Jian was a little embarrassed when he heard this. He counted Wang Er's fingers, and then couldn't help but sigh: "Boss, if I double the amount, I'm afraid one pair of hands won't be enough to chop."
At this time, primary school students have to ask how many fingers Wang Er, who is said to be a dog, still has. This may be a question of a quadratic equation... For Tang Jian, who failed in his primary school degree, it is indeed difficult to figure out this problem.
But Song Ziyu’s thinking is different from that of primary school students.
Song Ziyu directly ordered: "If you don't have enough fingers, you still have toes. Just chop them. The quantity will definitely be enough."
Tang Jian heard this and thought it made sense, so he wanted to take people out.
But Gao Zhongping was stumped: "There's no need to go to such trouble. Wang Er lost his bet and had his hand chopped off. He brought it upon himself. We need to be reasonable in our actions."
"It won't affect our plan, right?" Song Ziyu asked again.
In fact, Song Ziyu doesn't care about Wang Er's life or death at all, she only cares about his hands...
Gao Zhongping said: "Don't worry, his skills are engraved in his bones. He can still do it without hands."
"That's good."
Song Ziyu put away her arrogance and said to Wang Er very solemnly: "I'm going on a long trip with you. After that, I'll open a gambling stall for you in Tianshui Town so that you can gamble to your heart's content!"
"Are you serious?"
Wang Er's eyes were shining brightly.
"Can I still lie to you?"
Song Ziyu said sincerely.
Wang Er looked at Song Ziyu and said, "Then what do you need me to do? Apart from selling some information, my gambling skills are pretty good..."
Gao Zhongping pulled Wang Er aside and said, "Do you still remember the previous rules?"
"I understand. I will never ask questions that shouldn't be asked." Wang Er nodded quickly: "I am professional in intelligence."
Song Ziyu took out a stack of money and handed it to Gao Zhongping and said, "Go and buy things for Wang Er. Don't dress like a beggar. It's more embarrassing."
"Don't worry, I'm also professional when it comes to spending money." Gao Zhongping chuckled, pulled Wang Er and left.
The noisy room finally became quieter.
At this time, Song Ziyu remembered something and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't Gongsun Wan'er back yet?"
Everyone shook their heads in confusion.
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.
The Longshan soldiers who had accompanied Gongsun Wan'er back returned to the room in a panic.
"Boss Song, something bad is going on."
The soldier said anxiously.
"What's wrong?" Song Ziyu was surprised.
"Miss Gongsun was detained by members of their family."
