The fact that the gate of the Tiger Roaring Bar was crashed by a supermarket truck was known to women and children in Jiangdong overnight.

The supermarket truck is said to have been stolen, so even if the police find it, it is impossible to determine who did it.

In Jiangdong, even if you are not a person on the road, most of you know that the boss of the tiger roaring slowly is a big brother on the road, and he used to run rampant in the area of Railway Street.

But the people on the road thought that this time there would be chaos on the streets of Jiangdong, and the gangsters kept slashing and killing.

However, no one thought that since the tiger roared slowly and the gate was hit, there was no movement for two days, and the downtown area of Jiangdong was as lively and prosperous as ever, with no street fights and no shootings.

On the third day, the Tiger Roar Bar reopened after renovation, but the situation after the opening was not optimistic, perhaps because people were in danger and afraid of another accident, so the number of customers who came was nearly two-thirds less than on the first day of opening.

In the upstairs office, the ashtray in front of Zijian was already full of cigarette butts, Deng Qian frowned and looked at the phone book on his phone, and finally, he found a name marked in parentheses on it, and pressed the dial-through button.

"Toot ......"

After the other person's mobile phone rang four or five times, the person over there answered.

"Hey!" came a low, slightly magnetic voice on the other end of the phone.

"It's me!" Zijian blurted out simply.

"I know, what's the matter?" asked the other end.

"Looking for you, what else can I do!" Zijian licked his lips.

"Tell me who it is and I'll give you an offer!" said the other end.

"Dynasty Boss, Deng Qian!" Zijian's voice seemed slightly hoarse when he said the name.

“…… One price, 200,000!"

Zijian rubbed his face and asked, "It's so expensive?"

"Others, it can be cheap, Deng Qian's words, this is the price, he is worth it!" said in a sonorous tone on the other end of the phone.

For Zijian, who can make his own shot, he generally doesn't bother others, and he really feels expensive for the price that the other party opens.

Moreover, Deng Qian's recent arrivals and exits have been accompanied by at least two or three bodyguards, which makes Zijian feel that even if this person accepts 200,000 yuan, he may not succeed.

“…… Let me think about it again!" Zijian was still reluctant to pay for the money.

Zijian was able to rise quickly, a large part of which was because of his flour business, although the money seemed easy to come by, but as long as one was not careful, he would fall into it, which was a dangerous business of pinning his head to the waistband of his trousers.

Therefore, Zijian also attaches great importance to the expenditure of every sum of money, he does not want to spend more money, so that he would rather do some things himself, and even do not hesitate to kill people by himself, and he thinks that he has done it very beautifully these two times! Therefore, when he heard the high amount of 200,000 yuan, he hesitated.

"If you call me next time, it won't be this price!" When he heard Zijian's words, the other end of the phone threw out this sentence stiffly.

"Hehe!" Zijian pressed the call button, he felt that this killer was a little greedy.

Leaving the phone on the table, Zijian lit another cigarette and took a deep breath, he was thinking of a way, a way to do it once and for all.

Undoubtedly, killing Deng Qian is like killing Wu Bin, solving it once and eliminating future troubles forever! However, the situation is completely different, Wu Bin is his eldest brother, and he knows his roots, Wu Bin's actions and daily life can be said to Zijian well, but Deng Qian is different......

Deng Qian!

At this time, Zijian thought of a person.

He quickly picked up his phone and dialed a number again.

……

On the third floor of the Imperial Dynasty, in Deng Qian's office.

"Recently, it has been rumored in Jiangdong City that Zijian's yard was smashed and it was done by our dynasty, this is really nonsense!" Deng Qian said, holding a wolf hair in his hand, and he walked on the desk without raising his head.

At this time, the old eagle standing opposite Deng Qian licked his lips and did not speak.

At the same time, Da Chuang was standing beside Lao Diao, and there were only three people in the house, including Deng Qian, and even the Han brothers were not present.

"Perhaps, someone is deliberately trying to create friction between us and the tiger's roar!" Da Chuang said.

After hearing this, the old eagle glanced at Da Chuang, but still did not speak.

At this moment, Deng Qian had already written the words on the table, then put the wolf on the pen stand, looked up at the old eagle and asked, "Old eagle, I want to hear your opinion!"

The old eagle pondered for a moment, and then said: "My thoughts, like those of Da Chuang, should be that someone deliberately wants to create friction between us. ”

After hearing this, the corners of Deng Qian's mouth curled slightly, and he asked, "Then who do you think it will be?"

At this time, the mobile phone in the old carving's trouser pocket rang.

Lao Diao took out his mobile phone, glanced at the caller ID on it, immediately pressed the rejection, put it in his trouser pocket, and then looked at Deng Qian, and said: "There are too many enemies in Railway Street, how can there be more than one family with them?

Deng Qian smiled slightly, pointed to Lao Diao's trouser pocket and said, "Who called just now, why didn't you answer?"

"Oh, it's the people at the cargo station who called me, and there have been a lot of things over there in the past two days, and they often call me for little things. After the old eagle finished speaking, he looked at Deng Qian with a calm face.

Deng Qian couldn't see a trace of strangeness in his expression, Deng Qian smiled, and beckoned to Lao Diao and Da Chuang: "Eh, come and see, how is my word?"

Hearing this, Da Chuang and Lao Diao glanced at each other, then walked to Deng Qian's desk and saw the writing on the rice paper:

The world is out of my generation, and it has been destroyed by the years of the rivers and lakes.

In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life.

"Hehe, it's a good sentence, but I can't read it!" said the old eagle after reading it silently.

Deng Qian smiled, looked at Da Chuang, and asked, "What can you see from here?"

Da Chuang looked at it again and shook his head.

Deng Qian put his hands behind his back and said, "I actually don't want you to understand, you just need to know my intention every time I talk to you!"

The old eagle smiled and said, "I know, then I'll find someone to frame this character." ”

"Hehe, this is a pair of lyrics. Deng Qian cocked his fingers on the table and couldn't help laughing.

"......" The old eagle had a smile on his face, but his face was cloudy.

Five minutes later, Da Chuang and Lao Diao walked out of Deng Qian's office.

The door slam......med shut.

Deng Qian held the frame of his glasses with his hand, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

He seems to have gotten the answers he wants, and now all he lacks is an opportunity, and all he needs to do is wait......

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom.

The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor!"

Deng Qian's mouth spoke eloquently.