"Old Shen, you can't get used to him!"

"I said, this is tantamount to a blow to the defector, not like he Wang Xiaoguo'er did!"

A middle-aged man in his forties, sitting in the car, held up his mobile phone and said to the other end of the phone.

"What can I do then!"

"Serious business over there in Aoya Transportation, they don't move at all!"

The other end of the phone said, "It's all smashed, what else can we do?"

"him! In the past two days, I've thought about it, as long as they come again, them to death!"

The man looked into his mobile phone and said indignantly, "We can't sit still!"

"Join forces to deal with Xiaoguo'er, that's all you can do!"

"Yes, you wait for me to put down the phone, let's go over and talk ......"

Click!

Just then, the door was pulled open.

A man sneered and looked at the middle-aged man in the car, "Mr. Zhao, get out of the car." ”

"Yongzi ?!!" Mr. Zhao was stunned.

Syllable!

Yongzi grabbed Mr. Zhao's hair and dragged him directly under the car.

"Hey...... Hey let go of me, you let go of me!!"

"Smack!"

A slap was slammed on Mr. Zhao's face, followed by Yongzi pointing at him and scolding: "You fuck, I'll tell you, Lao Zhao, I'll give you face, you have to continue! If I kill you here, your family will give you a funeral!"

Yongzi said a word, and Mr. Zhao stopped talking directly.

"Smack!"

Yongzi grabbed Mr. Zhao's hair and got directly into a van opposite.

"Yongzi! gone?"

"Let's go, drive!"

Yuko said to the people in the car.

"Lao Zhao, hey, Lao Zhao!!"

At this time, the mobile phone in Lao Zhao's hand was still ringing.

"Smack!"

Yongzi directly turned off the mobile phone in his hand, "Mr. Zhao, we have no enmity, and I don't want to really treat you badly, just give me the truth, we won't bother!"

Mr. Zhao looked at Yongzi and nodded, "Yongzi, not only do I have no enmity with you, I used to be good to you, right!"

Yongzi smiled at Mr. Zhao, "Mr. Zhao, I am the most clear person." ”

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

"Huh. ”

You've been nice to me, and I've been nice to you.

As Yongzi spoke, he took out a box of cigarettes, took out one and handed it to Mr. Zhao: "Come, smoke first, don't dislike Ciha." ”

......

The other end.

The dragon is slowly rocking, in the hall.

The lights flickered, and the dance floor was filled with demons.

Upstairs, there is a single room with glass.

"Come on, Guo'er, our brothers haven't had a good drink together for a long time!"

Da Chuang picked up Xuanshini and said.

"No, didn't you just drink it?" asked Xiao Guo'er in confusion.

"Huh. How is that the same!" Jing Si'er laughed and said, "In the past, what did you drink and drink, what do our brothers drink now, hehe." ”

Xiao Guo'er smiled, "That's just as well." ”

Da Chuang sighed a little, "This, after a turn, our brothers are still together, hehe." In the future, as long as our brothers are together, regardless of each other, everyone makes money, and everyone is happy!"

"Yes, Brother Chuang is right, everyone is happy!"

In a single room.

Four people.

Da Chuang, Jing San'er, Xiao Guo'er, Jing Si'er.

A few bottles of Xuanshini, and soon went down.

Xiao Guo'er looked at her phone, and then said to Da Chuang: "The things over there have also been done." ”

"You won't be unbearable, will you?" Da Chuang wiped his mouth and asked as he looked at Xiao Guo'er.

Xiao Guo'er smiled slightly and shook her head, "You're right, the current dynasty is no longer the original dynasty!"

Da Chuang pointed to Xiao Guo'er's chest and said, "You are only half right. ”

"Oh, what about the other half?" asked Xiao Guo'er.

"You, it's the dynasty, wherever you go, it's the dynasty, do you understand!" Da Chuang looked at Xiao Guo'er with a serious face and said.

Xiao Guo'er just looked at Da Chuang's eyes, and then nodded.

Downstairs hall.

Several young people with dyed yellow hair, dressed fashionably, sat at a card counter and were enjoying a drink.

"Tama-kun, we've got to drink enough this time!" said another yellow hair, looking at a yellow hair with a stud in his left ear.

"I'm not used to drinking your wine, I prefer our green wine. The young man called Tama-kun said.

"Hehe, this Budweiser knows no borders, right?" asked the yellow hair, glancing at the bottle in his hand.

"Huh. Come on, it's done!" said Tama directly holding up the wine bottle and facing Huang Mao in front of him.

After Huang Mao finished drinking, he wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Tama-kun, this time, I want to play here for a few more days!"

"Let me tell you, there is nothing interesting in H City, but Jiangdong is the best place in our province! ”

"Well, listen to my eldest brother!" Tama said.

Huang Mao smiled and asked, "...... you Qingtian group?"

"Don't talk casually!" At this time, a young man next to Tama glared at Huang Mao.

"Oh, yes, yes, hehe. Huang Mao hurriedly nodded and smiled.

Huang Mao spoke, looked left and right, and then took out a small bag from his arms.

"Tama-kun, try this, that's good!" said with a smile.

Tama saw the bag in his hand, "We, don't play with this." ”

"Don't play this? It's slippery, hehe. You're really not a bastard?"

As Huang Mao spoke, he was about to open the bag.

Meanwhile.

Not far away, a pair of eyes were staring at this side.

Soon, someone ran to report the news.

"Haozi, someone is knocking powder on us!"

When Haozi heard this, he immediately widened his eyes, "Who? I, Cao, how many eyes are staring at us now, if something happens here, what a loss will it be if the door is closed for a day?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

After speaking, the person who came with Haozi walked directly to the card platform.

"Haozi, it's from that table!" a young man tilted his head at Haozi.

Haozi saw that there were six or seven men and women, dressed fashionably, all with colorful heads, and one person, and even had a lip nail on his lips.

"What is this?" Haozi couldn't get used to this kind of fancy dress, and he felt very different.

"Kill Matt, what else can it be, and I think I'm very handsome. An inch-headed young man next to him glanced at him and said.

Immediately, Haozi led a few people and walked directly to the card table.

"Smack!"

A large hand slapped on Huang Mao's shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Huang Mao turned his head and saw several people standing behind him.

"What's the game in your hand?" asked the young man who patted him, pointing to the small bag in Huang Mao's hand.

Huang Mao smiled, "No, you guys, aren't you hiatious? This thing is not allowed to play, why don't you do it?"

The young man said disdainfully: "In other places, we don't care if we don't let you play, but here, we can't do it!"