He Xianglin has secretly obtained more than half of the company's shares, and the news has been sealed with great care. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info because those shareholders can sell him shares, it means that they are already on He Xianglin's side, so as long as they are not fools, they will definitely not expose the news!

And Ziran's firing at Xiao Zhuang happened extremely suddenly, and it was simply scary!

……

H city, near a big stall.

A group of young people parked their car on the side of the road and were eating roast lamb shanks at a large table. The beer went into two cases, and everyone had already drunk it, and the voice was very loud, which caused many people to be disgusted!

"Fan Qing, you have been getting better with Zhuang Qing in the past two years, and you haven't paid less in Haosen, right?!" a young man with dragon and tiger tattoos, his eyelids shrugged, and his mouth asked vaguely.

“…… I'll change the car tomorrow!"Fan Qing pouted and replied: "This is playing in society, ability is fucking secondary, the main thing is that you have to follow the right person! Fuck, Lin Wei used to be very bullish, right?!With Ziran, five horses and spears every day, what's wrong now......?!

"Squeak!"

Two vans stalled with their license plates in the way.

"Whoa!"

Pull the door open!

"Chop!" Ziran said with a cigarette in his mouth and an expressionless face.

"Brush!"

Dayong led five or six young men with masks on their mouths and carrying seven holes, and rushed down expressionlessly!

"Brush!"

Fan Qing instinctively raised his head, and then after being stunned, he overturned the table and was about to run!

"Fuck you!"

Dayong slashed down with a knife and slashed directly at Fan Qing's back!

"Poof!"

Fan Qing, who had already drunk too much, lay on the ground with a dog eating, and shouted: "What's the matter, buddy!"

"Poof!"

Dayong didn't answer at all, and slashed directly at Fan Qing's head.

"Hulala!"

The people behind him came over and surrounded Dayong with Fan Qing, leaving a gap between each other, and then stood half a step away from Fan Qing, crackling and chopping!

Under the dim light at the entrance of the hotel, the shadow of the knife flickered, Fan Qing resisted a few times, and then after seeing that it had no effect, he protected his head deadly!

After slashing more than a dozen times, Dayong shook off the blood on the knife, pointed at Fan Qing and scolded: "Fuck your mother! The train to Lord Yama will depart from now on!

After saying that, Dayong took the knife and turned to leave with his companions.

……

Ten minutes later!

Feng Guang, one of the main managers of Haosen KTV, is entertaining several customers at the door!

"Brush!"

Two figures walked over and went straight to the steps!

“…… Let's go, sit in the house, there are good goods, you can come!" Feng Guang dragged his friend and said quickly.

"Feng Guang!"

One of the figures opened its mouth and screamed.

"Huh?" Feng Guang instinctively turned around.

"Bang!"

A hammer fell suddenly, Feng Guang's head bleed, and he lay directly on the ground, and the person did not move on the spot!

"Brush!"

The two figures ran away separately along the steps, and the whole process took no more than twenty seconds before the people had disappeared into the street.

……

In the car.

"Hey?!Kui, is there any movement over there?!" Ziran opened his mouth and asked.

"No, there are people, but the lights haven't been on!" Han Kui replied.

"Youxin'er, call me!" Ziran said quickly: "I'll deal with the others first, or as soon as Xiaozhuang falls, these people will all run away!

"It's okay, I'll keep an eye on it!" Han Kui replied quickly.

……

Home.

Xiaozhuang, who has been sleeping with the girls in his arms, is snoring at the moment.

"Tick Bell!"

The phone rings.

"Hey?" Xiao Zhuang picked up in a daze.

"Still sleeping?!" Zhao Fu's hurried voice sounded.

"What's wrong?" asked Xiao Zhuang with a frown.

"Still sleeping!?Ziran did it!" Zhao Fu shouted in a different voice.

"Fluttering!"

Xiao Zhuang sat up suddenly, frowned and asked, "Do it!?"

"I just answered the phone, Feng Guang asked someone to do it at the door of Haosen, Lao Qi's phone couldn't get through, Xiaoqing was fucking stabbed more than ten times, and he was just sent to the hospital! Manulife was so fucking scared that he ran to my house!" Zhao Fu said very quickly: "Shares! The problem must be on the shares! Lao He must have taken half of it!"

“…… Where the did he get the money?!" Xiao Zhuang replied incomprehensibly.

"It must be the money from the Lin Jun!

"Don't panic!"

"Can I not panic?!

"Let's go!" Xiao Zhuang lifted the quilt and shouted quickly.

……

Jiangbei, in the large field next to the Songhua River Basin.

Ziran sat in the car, smoking a cigarette while looking at the two kneeling on the ground!

"Ziran, because of what?" Lao Qi shouted in panic.

"......!" Ziran looked at him, frowned lightly and replied, "Old Qi, how good our relationship was before!"

When Lao Qi heard this, he opened his mouth and replied, "I can't help it!!!"

Ziran was silent for a long time and then said, "I can't help it! But my knife and gun ...... Listen to only one person!"

Lao Qi's pupils are dilated!

"Whoa!" Ziran pulled the car door directly!

"Hyper, hypervain!"

Three gunshots rang out, and the two middle-aged people fell directly to the ground!

"Over there...... Do you want to move??" Dayong asked.

“…… Keep one, let one go!" Ziran thought for a long time, opened his mouth and replied: "I'll go over in person!"

……

Forty minutes later!

Tenglong Financial Investment Company, an important economic pillar behind Zhuang Qing, and Zhuang Hailong, who is also his uncle, bowed his head and rushed to the company after getting out of the car.

"Tick Bell!"

The phone rings.

"Hey, Xiaoqing?" Zhuang Hailong picked up the phone.

"Where are you?" asked Zhuang Qing.

"There's something going on in the company, I'll come and take a look!" Zhuang Hailong replied.

"Let's go!!! I can't tell ...... sentence or two!"

"Huh?"

Zhuang Hailong was stunned.

"Stomp on ......!"

Hutong mouth.

The two figures ran out, grabbed Zhuang Hailong's neck directly from behind, and pulled him into the alley roughly.

Ziran put one hand in his pocket, looked at Zhuang Hailong expressionlessly, and then snatched the phone from his hand.

"Hey, hey?" Zhuang Qing still shouted on the phone.

“…… Little, if Haosen can raise you, he can kill you!!Wait for me, I'll look for you right away!" Ziran rushed to the phone, and threw down a sentence in a cold voice.

"Ziran!!!You're over the line!!" Zhuang Qing opened his mouth and shouted.

"I drew the line! I mixed it in, and I couldn't run a single one!" Ziran replied, waved his hand and said, "It's done!"

"Dude!" Zhuang Hailong opened his mouth to shout.

"Brush, brush!"

Two military thorns, the cold light was pulled out!

"!" Zhuang Hailong waved his arms and was about to struggle!

"Poof, poof......!"

The tip of the knife is broken, and blood is flowing!

If Yu Liang is the god of war in Rongfu, then Ziran is the spiritual leader of Haosen!

Some people say that he is old, and the rivers and lakes are no longer his rivers and lakes......

But he didn't know that the leader was immortal, and the spirit was eternal, and when he lifted the rusty steel knife, the grandeur was still there!