Da Chuang sent away the two cars, and as soon as the cars drove out of the construction site, Duan Xiaobo spat on the ground.

"Damn, do you have such a big appetite now!" Duan Xiaobo scolded rudely.

Da Chuang looked at the foreman beside him with empty eyes and asked, "What do you say, what's going on?"

"Manager Liu, we can't say it well, but I can see it here, there must be something, otherwise, you can call the above and ask." A foreman said.

Immediately, Da Chuang raised the order to stop work that had just been issued in his hand and said, "I really want to tear it up!" Then, with a sigh, he said, "I'll go back and make a phone call and ask first, to see which road god hasn't worshipped, we can't do an errand here!"

"That's right, hurry up and get back to work, don't delay the progress is the real thing!" said the foreman next to him.

……

Jiangdong City, in the hall of a villa in the suburbs.

Lu Jianming just put down his mobile phone, and said to Xiao Le in front of him with a smile: "The people of his dynasty are fighting with me, can he fight? As soon as the project is stopped, what will be delayed is his construction period, and it will be a lot of silver! He Liu Jiachuang wants to worship the mountain? I see how he fills this bottomless pit!"

Xiao Le licked his lips and said with a smile: "This time, first strangle him for at least a week, and then let him do it, and when a large number of workers have entered the site and the foundation is laid, we will stop him again! At that time, he will sink with one blow!"

When Lu Jianming heard this, he raised his eyelids and looked at Xiaole, and said, "Why are you so damaged?"

Hearing this, Xiaole was instantly stunned.

"But I like it, hahaha!" Immediately, Lu Jianming laughed.

Xiaole then laughed and said, "Hehe, Brother Ming, I have a good idea!"

Lu Jianming pointed at Xiaole and said with a smile: "Yes, quite good, I want him to withdraw from the construction industry, and I am the leader, does he have this strength?

Meanwhile.

On the side of the road 300 meters away from another villa, an extended Cadillac has stopped.

Misterjan said to the man beside him, holding a handful of *** in his hand: "Do it neatly, I'm waiting for you two here!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhan, the two of us will make a move, Lao Shi will have to die here today!" the man finished speaking, pulling the car door and getting out of the car.

After the two people got out of the car, they quickly separated and approached the front and rear doors of the villa with a black Land Rover parked at the door.

The person who ran to the front door was the first to climb into the fence less than 1.5 meters, followed to the bottom of the building, jumped up, and "Bang!" immediately put his hands on the edge of the window, followed by his hands on the concave and convex eaves of the eaves, and climbed up.

At the same time, the people who had already run to the back of the house also quickly began to climb up.

The man who went up first quickly climbed in through the window.

As soon as he jumped into the window, someone suddenly put a hard object on his lower back.

"Don't move, who told you to come?" asked in a deep voice behind him.

"Smack!" the man raised his elbow and kicked it behind him.

Immediately, the man behind him quickly retreated.

The man quickly turned around, and when he saw that the person behind him was Shi Po, a hot kettle in Shi Po's hand had already splashed at him.

"Ah......" The man was splashed on his face with hot water instantly, and he grabbed his face with both hands in pain, and yelled.

At the same time, Shi Po went over and kicked the man in the lower abdomen.

"Boom!"

Shi Po's kick was so strong that the man instantly fell to the ground on his back.

At the same time, the imitation 64 pistol in his hand fell off from his hand in an instant.

Shi Po rushed over and rolled over, then stood up from the other side, and by this time, the gun was already in his hand.

"Smack!"

At this moment, the man who climbed up from the back window had already fired a shot, but the shot hit the windowpane.

Shi Po rolled and instantly leaned against a large table.

At this time, the man who had just been kicked down by him was about to get up holding his stomach.

Shi Po raised his hand at the man and shot him, "snapping" right in the center of his eyebrows!

With a bang, the man fell to the ground in an instant.

At this moment, the gunshots in the hands of the people who came from the back window rang out again.

……

Misterjan sat in the car, his eyes kept looking in the direction of the villa.

He also heard a few gunshots just now.

"Click!"

A cigar was lit, and Mixtjan took a deep breath.

Although he sells fans, he never sucks it, because he has seen too many people who have died because of this family, and his wife has been separated, even if there is a mountain of gold and silver, in the end, he is only waiting to be hollowed out, and not only money, but also people will gradually decline.

So, he sells powder, but only smokes Cuban cigars.

As the minutes ticked by, there were no more gunshots on the villa's side.

Misterjan took out his mobile phone, hesitated, but still didn't call, he knew that at this time, maybe because of a phone call, it might cause his own people to miss.

Lao Shi, who is quite famous in Myanmar, Misterjan knows that those who can make a name for themselves in Myanmar will never rely on relationships, all of them are real strength, if there are no materials, in that kind of place in Myanmar, let alone be able to stand, even if you can't stay.

It is a paradise for the wicked!

A third of the cigar had already been smoked, and each time, Misterjan had taken a few puffs and then extinguished, but this time he was bored, and before he knew it, he had smoked more than every time.

"Ahem. Misterjan coughed twice and opened the window, trying to extinguish the smoke and let it smell.

"Click!"

Suddenly, the pitch-black muzzle of the gun instantly hit his forehead.

"Brush!"

Misterjan raised his eyelids and looked at the man in front of him.

I saw that the person who put the muzzle of the gun to his forehead was the old ten in Myanmar!

"It's you!" Shi Po said coldly, staring at Misterjan.

"What about my people?" Mixtjan's mind went blank at this point, and he asked knowingly.

"Soon, you'll be able to meet them!"

"......!" Misterjan was momentarily stunned.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet pierced into Misterjan's brow.

"Smack!"

In an instant, the man collapsed on the saddle.

Shi Po took the gun into his arms, turned around and walked away quickly.

……

Inside the office of Longteng Jianye.

Da Chuang held up his mobile phone, and at this time, Duan Xiaobo's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, brother, don't talk about me when I speak!"

"What's wrong?" Da Chuang asked with a frown.

"Just now, I went to the detachment with Da Shuoshuo, but they only said that the rectification was over, and with the photos of the scene and the reply to the past to retaliate against the worker, I sent Qiubo secretly to that person, he didn't enter the oil and salt!" Duan Xiaobo said worriedly.

"Ka, didn't you send it out?" Da Chuang asked.

"Yes, you didn't see that situation, so you almost coaxed us out, and you didn't have a chance to give it at all!"

……