At this time, the man in black was unmoved, and when he saw Director Pan pulling out a pistol and facing him, he instead cocked his legs, casually threw the eavesdropping device that was cut off from the table to the side, and at the same time looked at Director Pan, with a smile on his face and said:

"You don't just think that I only have one place to spy on you, in your car, on the bed cabinet at home, and I don't need to say anything more, do you?

Or maybe I'll remind you, what were you doing at 12 noon yesterday, what were you doing at 11 o'clock the night before yesterday? I don't think I need to say anything more about what you're doing.

Besides, is that gun you're holding in your hand? To me, it's just a toy. So, if you put the pistol away, we can have a good talk, everything is discussed!

If you still keep it like this, then you can continue, I believe that as long as you relax in your hands, you and I will not be able to get rid of it!"

Listening to what the man in black said, the expression on Director Pan's face changed again and again, and the hand holding the pistol trembled unconsciously.

I don't know anything about the origin of the black man in front of me, but he knows his life well, yesterday at noon, the night before yesterday he seemed to be doing something that can't be taken on the surface.

The truth is really as the man in black said, the pistol in his hand is just that he is extremely weak and wants to find something to sustenance, for the black man in front of him, Director Pan really didn't dare to shoot.

Director Pan's face suddenly appeared with a hint of a smile, with a hint of joking, casually put the pistol on the table next to him, and then stepped to sit next to the man in black, picked up the water glass on the table and handed it to the man in black, and spoke.

"Look at it, with the relationship between the two of us, why make things so stiff?

After finishing speaking, Director Pan had a smile on his face, and he stretched out his right hand very familiarly and hooked the shoulder of the man in black, looking as if he was a long-lost brother, and even treating his own brother, Director Pan, was not as kind as he is now.

Seeing Director Pan like this, the black man nodded subconsciously, then stood up, took Director Pan's handle aside, put his hands behind his back, turned his head to look at Director Pan and said:

"Actually, the conditions we offer you are quite generous, besides, this guy Song Rui must also be a sword hanging over your head, it is better to cooperate with us and control him in your own hands, and you don't have to take any risks.

Something happened, with us on your back, what else do you have to hesitate about, if this kind of business were to me, it would have been done a long time ago!" The man in black said in a slightly demagogic tone, and indeed said that Director Pan was a little moved, but it was more Director Pan's cooperation from the bottom of his heart.

Just as the man in black said, he was used to being lawless before, and there was an extra Song Rui on his cold head, and now no matter what he does, he feels a little constrained, for fear that Sun Wei will find something wrong with him and give him a small report or something, and he won't be able to stand it.

In the final analysis, it's better to just kill Song Rui and never suffer in the future, which is also good! Director Pan showed a thoughtful look on his face, and when the black man saw this, he did not force Director Pan to take out a small box from his arms and put it in front of Director Pan, and then said:

"If you agree, put the contents of this box in Song Rui's food while he is eating, let him eat it, and you won't have to worry about the rest!

If you don't agree, then when I haven't said what is in the box, it will lose its effect within a day, don't worry, you can't find out what's inside, think about it yourself here, think about it yourself, make this call!"

The man in black took out a card from his arms, then looked around, smiled on his face, opened the window next to him, jumped over, and disappeared from Director Pan's sight.

Director Pan looked at the small box on the table, looked unconscious, subconsciously took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it and put it to his mouth, but he didn't take a puff, his eyes struggled very much, staring at the small box on the table tightly, weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

A very long cigarette, after a while, only the cigarette butt was burned, and Director Pan, who was burning with the hot cigarette butt, suddenly woke up, subconsciously threw the cigarette butt in his hand aside, gritted his teeth, and casually picked up the box on the table and put it in his pocket, closed his eyes, as if he had made a major decision.

After a few long breaths, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and found Song Rui's phone number, dialed it, and after a busy phone tone, Song Rui on the other end of the phone connected the phone, and said to Director Pan: "What's the matter, Lao Pan, is there something wrong?"

Until now, Director Pan's face was still tangled, and he didn't hear what Song Rui said, Song Rui looked at Director Pan opposite, didn't have any response, and repeated what he said just now, Director Pan came back to his senses, still holding the small box in his right hand, and said.

"Brother Song Rui, why don't you tell me when you come back? I'll take it to pick you up, so let's do it, it's still the old place tonight, I'll be the villager, I'll drive over to pick you up later, how about we two sit down?"

After Song Rui heard it, he subconsciously opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, because he had just come back and there were still many things waiting for him to do, and then Director Pan spoke again.

"I hope Brother Song Rui doesn't refuse, I have something important to report to you here, if you miss this sin, I can't afford it!"

Song Rui on the other end of the phone heard Director Pan's tone very solemn, gritted his teeth, and said: "Since Director Pan said so, then I might as well be respectful and wait for Director Pan's car to arrive!"

After Director Pan heard this, he smiled on his face, tightened the small box he was holding in his right hand, and chatted with Song Rui for a while, Director Pan hung up the phone, threw the phone on the sofa next to him, sat on the office chair, and looked up at the ceiling.