Zhejiang J, in a clubhouse.

A middle-aged man of about thirty-five or sixteen years old, sitting in the middle of the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Da Hyeon G's side is doing it." ”

"I heard it was moving today. Another man of the same age as the middle-aged replied smoking a hookah: "Lao Luo estimates that he will be back in a few days! ”

The middle-aged man pursed his lips when he heard this, and responded with red wine: "You see too shallowly, Lao Luo can't come back!"

"Huh?" the man touched his beard and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean? Why can't you come back?"

"Think about it with your brain, when Lao Luo was sniped by Jiajun in Di B, the news was transmitted back to the company as soon as possible, but Bao Wenduo, Uncle Jiahong's first choice was to block Lao Luo in Myanmar D and kill him, and then blame Luo Jiajun and Shen Tianze for this!" The middle-aged man held a wine glass and said in a low voice: "This kind of thing, do you think you can hide it from Lao Luo's eyes?"

The man was stunned.

"It doesn't matter if the old man doesn't come back, can he not be held accountable when he comes back?" the middle-aged man continued to add: "Bao Wenduo and Uncle Jiahong are not fools, what are they doing to bring Lao Luo back at this time?

"Can kill Lao Luo, what should I do with the shares? Although Jiahong is the first heir in line on the surface, Jiajun and Lao Luo are also related by blood, people want to file a lawsuit, and in the end, Lao Luo's thirty-five shares are divided in half, isn't Jiahong at a disadvantage?" the man asked with some incomprehension.

"Oops!" The middle-aged man shook his head: "Bao Wenduo and Uncle Jiahong, how could this kind of thing happen?!, they probably have already figured out how to deal with it, as soon as Lao Luo's side dies, the veteran of the company who holds shares must choose to support Jiahong as soon as possible, because he is hand-picked by Lao Luo, and the company's legal department is also 100% ready for a lawsuit, the case has dragged on for a year and a half, Luo Jiajun has not been able to get the shares for a long time, but Bao Wenduo and Uncle Jiahong have already used this time to make the company a monolith, and it is not good... … The court has settled down, and the shares will definitely be awarded to Luo Jiahong, but not necessarily to Luo Jiajun, do you understand?"

"Can you?" the man's eyes were stunned: "Can Jiahong agree with the people below to kill his father?"

"He doesn't agree? What can he do if he doesn't agree?" The middle-aged man pouted and responded: "So many of us have all the net worth and lives on him, and we will do whatever he tells us to do, and now that things are at a critical juncture, he has to hesitate, doesn't that mean making fun of everyone? ! If you want to become a son of heaven, then you have to bear the choices that others can't bear! Otherwise, why should everyone praise you? Why play with your life?"

“…… That's the same thing!"

"The future pattern of the company is already very clear, Jiahong came to power, his uncle will immediately enter the board of directors as the second leader, and Lao Bao is the third person in the whole company. The middle-aged man said in a low voice: "Let's look at the opportunity and think about who we will make friends with in the future!"

"Haha, that must be my uncle!" The man bared his teeth and responded: "Don't you say the old story......? Maybe when the fucking world is stable, my uncle will sing you a drama about the birds hiding their bows and the rabbits dying and the dogs cooking...... And then take the power yourself!"

"Hehe, it's not as accurate as JB, this family has no humanity!" The middle-aged man immediately agreed: "But Lao Luo is really miserable, a character of Niu B, but he died in the ...... in the end!"

"Bang dang!"

As soon as the words fell, the door of the private room was suddenly kicked open, and four strong men walked in with dark faces.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and immediately raised their heads, and the bearded man frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

“…… Mr. Locke's soldiers. The leading strong man replied in a low voice.

The two were stunned.

"Come with us!" the strong man waved his hand lightly.

……

In a villa in Zhejiang J.

Uncle Lao Qin was holding the phone and was dialing Bao Wenduo's number over and over again, but the latter had been in a state of no answer.

"What's wrong?"

The woman sat on the bed and asked.

"The old bag can't get through on the phone. Lao Qin frowned lightly and said, "I don't know what the situation is over there!"

"You call the people below and ask!" the woman reminded.

Lao Qin pondered for a long time, lowered his head and was about to dial another number.

"Bang dang!"

The sound of opening the door suddenly remembered, and Lao Qin suddenly raised his head: "Who?

"Nobody knows!" the woman shook her head.

After Lao Qin was stunned for a moment, he walked to the head of the bed and reached out to touch the gun.

The bedroom door opened, and a middle-aged man of nearly fifty years led three people into the house with his hands behind his back.

"Poof!"

A middle-aged man behind him, holding a pistol with ***, shot twice at the bed.

Lao Qin stood in place and was stunned, looked at the middle-aged leader with a stunned look in his eyes and asked, "Zhang You, are you...... Why are you back?"

"Fuck your mother, are you going to kill my eldest brother?" the middle-aged man asked with his hands behind his back.

"You...... What are you talking about?" asked Lao Qin with a trembling voice.

"Do you think our gang is old, or do you think you can do it?!" The middle-aged man asked loudly, "When will it be your turn to speak, Sanxin?!"

After Lao Qin heard this, he clenched his fists tightly, and his forehead was sweating.

“…… If Brother Tao hadn't supported you, just with your two strokes, what kind of big company could you open in Zhejiang?! Relatives, you even take advantage of your own nephew, you are really good enough!" The middle-aged man pointed at Lao Qin and said loudly: "For Jiahong's mother's sake, I will send you my wife and children abroad, and you will be finished here." ”

Lao Qin hesitated for two seconds, then knelt on the ground with a bang: "If you ask me to talk to my brother-in-law on the phone, I'll tell him ......!"

"Poof!"

Two gunshots rang out, and Lao Qin's forehead blossomed, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ahh

The woman's shout rang out.

"Puff puff ......!"

A burst of gunfire rang out in the bedroom.

……

On a high-rise building in Hangzhou.

Two figures fell from a 29-story building, slamming to the ground like cannonballs, blood pouring all over the ground.

Across the street, a man who was also over 50 years old took the phone and said, "Big brother, I'm done!"

……

On the second floor of the main building of the Mingdu freight yard, Luo Wentao hung up the phone, listened to the gunshots in the corridor, looked up at the young man next to the window and said, "...... Why do you have to follow him? Isn't Sanxin's platform better?"

The young man's eyes were excited, and he lowered his head and sniffed in response, "...... Do you dare to use me with confidence?"

Luo Wentao was stunned for a moment and then pondered.

"He dare!" the young man replied succinctly, "...... We are most alike, no one knows him better than me, and no one knows me better than him. ”