On a desolate hill, seven or eight figures stood on the top of the mountain, and a cool wind blew from time to time.

Ah Qing stood in the middle of these people, holding his phone to his ear in one hand and a sharp machete in the other.

"There's really nothing inside the box. ”

As Aqing spoke, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"What do you mean, play with me?" asked Da Chuang on the other end of the phone.

Ah Qing smiled and walked over to a shaking human head, the human body was buried in the soil, and only the human head was exposed.

"Aqing, can you let me go...... Let me go, for the sake of us all following Brother Qing, no! I'll only follow you from now on, okay, Aqing!" At this time, the buried human head looked at Aqing with a frightened expression and shouted.

At the same time, Da Chuang on the other end of the phone also heard this voice.

Ah Qing slowly squatted down, slapped the man's face with the back of the knife and said, "Paparazzi Nan! Opportunities, not every time, once missed, there will be no more opportunities." But don't worry, your Xinhua District won't be in chaos because of the absence of you, and I will definitely do it for you......"

"No...... No, listen to me, I can really help you, as long as you don't kill me! Please!"

At this time, Aqing had already stood up and raised the machete with one hand.

"Aqing...... Don't!......"

"Poof!" The man who was called Paparazzi Nan didn't finish his words, but he was slashed on the head by Aqing, and the blood mixed with the stiffness, flowing down his forehead.

"Fuck your mother! chirp crookedly!" As he spoke, Ah Qing shouted to a young man beside him who was already looking at it: "Take it!"

Then, after the man took his mobile phone, Ah Qing squatted down, grabbed the paparazzi Nan's hair, and the knife in the other hand slashed at the neck of the dying paparazzi Nan, and then cut off his head from the neck with one knife after another.

"Gross. At this moment, a young man standing next to him turned around and spat on the ground.

Then, with a "bang", Aqing threw the machete in his hand on the ground and shouted, "You guys, bury him for me!" Then, he reached out and took the mobile phone in the hand of another person who covered his mouth with his hand.

The conversation here is clearly heard by Da Chuang.

"I'll tell you. Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish. As long as it goes against my will, this person will be his fate!"

At this time, Da Chuang heard the other end of the phone, and Ah Qing didn't know whether he was shouting to his subordinates or talking to himself.

Then, Ah Qing put the earpiece close to his ear and said to Da Chuang: "I just solved a little thing, you know, I can't rub sand in my eyes." By the way, the box just now was actually a test for you, but according to my informant, you just called me, and you are doing well. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Da Chuang asked.

"I deliberately sent you a message to use it as evidence, if you tell others at this time, or call the police, then now, there may be one more person buried in the soil!"

"I think you're really perverted! What do I have to tempt, do you think I'm going to betray you?" asked Da Chuang.

"Nonsense, in this world, as long as the money is enough, the mother and the son can be sold, and the credit is worthless! So, this time I want to test you first, so I can rest assured!"

"I'm a muddy horse!" Da Chuang scolded angrily.

But after hearing this scolding, Ah Qing laughed even happier: "It's right for you to scold me, as long as you are angry, it means that you can still be used by me! Okay, you just wait for my next news, next time, it should be accurate." ...... It's too slow, chop off all his feet for me and throw them in directly!" At this time, Aqing's violent shouts appeared on the phone again.

Da Chuang pressed the call, thought about it, and dialed another mobile phone number.

......

At the same time, west of Railway Street, a white Toyota overlord stopped at the door of the club.

Zijian shook his body and was helped out of the door by Zhaofeng's two younger brothers.

"It's okay, I don't need your help! Get up!" Zijian pushed one of them hard, and the person was pushed back a few steps by Zijian.

"Brother Jian, our Brother Feng specially instructed us to send you back. Another person said.

"I don't have to send it!" Zijian said, drawing a dragon under his feet and walking to the side of the avenue.

At this time, the Toyota domineering "horn" pressed the horn of the car.

At the same time as Zijian looked at the car, the car also lowered its window.

"Zijian, get in the car. Brother Bin is looking for you!" said the man who drove the car with a blank face.

Zijian burped: "Brother Bin...... Forehead. Then, after smacking his mouth a few times, he walked over to the car, opened the door, and got into the car.

Zhaofeng's two younger brothers watched Zijian being taken away by the car, and after the two of them glanced at each other, they turned around and went back to the bar to return to Zhaofeng.

Ten minutes later, the Toyota stopped at the Wu family restaurant on Railway Street.

Zijian raised his eyes, pointed to the restaurant and asked the driver, "That's it?"

"Get out of the car, Brother Bin is waiting for you inside. After the driver finished speaking, he pulled the handbrake, then opened the door and got out of the car.

"Damn, Brother Bin's taste can't go up, it's just such a broken restaurant, and it's still energetic......" Zijian muttered, pushed the car door, and got out of the car with a sway.

Business in the Wu family's restaurant was not very good, and only two of the six or seven tables in the hall had customers.

Zijian followed the driver up the stairs and came directly to the private room on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the private room, Zijian saw a bottle of burning knife wine in front of Wu Bin, and most of the wine in it had been drunk, except that there was only a plate of fried peanuts and a black handbag on the table.

"Brother Bin, people brought it. The man driving said to Wu Bin as soon as he entered the door.

Wu Bin glanced up and said, "Zijian is here." Then he rushed at the man who drove the car and said, "Go out first." ”

The man nodded, glanced at Zijian, turned around and walked out of the private room, and closed the door.

Zijian's face was slightly drunk, he walked to the table with a smile, stretched out his hand and pulled out a chair, and then sat down face to face with Wu Bin.

"Brother Bin, if you want to find me, tell me in advance, I'll drive over by myself, so why bother?" Zijian said with some complaint in his tone.

"You're so busy now, if I call you in advance, I don't know if you can still come, so I have to ask someone to come over and wait for you. After Wu Bin finished speaking, he filled the wine glass with a full glass and pushed it in front of Zijian, saying, "Come, make another glass!"