Of course, it can't be said to be worry-free, after all, there is still the Li family staring at this black industry.

For this kind of profiteering, Li Wei is very keen on this kind of neuropathy, and the risk or something is a dog in his eyes, as long as he can have a leg with Cui Yue and not suffer a loss, he is very interested, so this also has his share, um... It should be said that it is the Li family.

But this makes no difference, after all, Li Wei is now the big demon king in the Li family, and even Old Man Li has no opinion on him.

Cui Yue was very skeptical that under the leadership of such a neurotic, what kind of ending would the Li family have...

The underground garage is the same as the exterior shows, a bright one, the walls are white, and different models line up one by one according to the partition and stay quietly in the painted square

If it weren't so quiet, Cui Yue wouldn't have doubted it when he said that this was the hall.

There are not many cars in the underground garage, most of them are ordinary models, and some relatively luxurious ones such as the Porsche 911 series are displayed in the exhibition hall. Most of them are Cayenne, BMW X series, and some small-displacement sports cars, like Hyundai Lawrence.

Every time Park Zhihao came down to see this garage, he was full of emotion, thinking that when Ye Qingyao took over this car shop, the scale was not so large, and the most valuable thing in his hand at that time was the car of Lee Jae-chung and Zhang Minjin, but unfortunately his network was not large enough at that time, and he couldn't sell the Porsche and Lamborghini in South Korea, a place where the fight against smuggling cars was strong, such two sports cars were like trapped cage beasts in the basement, and Park Zhihao looked aggrieved.

Breaking the idea of reminiscence, without any more nonsense, Park Ji-ho walked to a metal gate first, pressed a string of codes on the side, and turned the valve on the gate.

The door slowly opened.

A cold breath spilled through the crack in the door.

The door is gradually opening like a beast opening its sharp teeth, about to choose people to eat.

The lights weren't on.

The interior was pitch black and looked like a bottomless pit.

"This place is designed like this... How did you feel when you came in? "Cui Yue doesn't have a very good impression of this place, although it is indeed not a good thing stored inside.

"We are all rough people, and we don't have the aesthetics of a boy like you..."Ye Qingyao's slow and methodical answer almost spurted out Cui Yue's mouthful of blood, "But it doesn't matter, this place will soon be yours, you can change it as you want." ”

"......" Cui Yue knew that he shouldn't have said that, and Ye Qingyao's reaction was also something he should have thought of.

Misstep, misstep.

Park Zhihao took the lead in stepping into the dark room, went in and groped in a certain direction, opened the independent electric switch, and the dark basement instantly lit up, and the ten LED lights on the ceiling emitted a white halo, which looked particularly beautiful under the interweaving.

Park Zhihao stepped forward again, walked to the middle of the field, stretched out his hand to pull open the two-meter-high canvas stacked on the ground, revealing the army-green wooden boxes underneath, and opened one of the wooden boxes with a "snap", revealing the source of the cold atmosphere in the room.

The surface of the swarthy gun inside the box also reflected the brilliance of ten lights, giving the illusion of a black sun.

Although Baek Changsu has seen the mainstream hot weapons of this era and used them, every time he comes here, he will always be attracted as he is now, and he can't help but reach out and touch the cold barrel, pick up a micro punch casually, and pull the safety open, the "card rub" sound is so crisp and pleasant in his ears, he holds the gun in both hands and makes a posture learned from TV, Baek Changzhu only feels that the blood in his body that he thought has disappeared is boiling again.

It's like the little pony in the hero's true colors.

This is the ** hidden in every man's heart, and he wants to be a hero, and sometimes he wants to destroy it, and this thing in his hand corresponds to the ** in a man's heart.

Ye Qingyao doesn't have the same feeling as Baek Changzhu, he is different from Baek Changzhu.

Baek Chang-so is just a gang boss who has lived in peace for a long time, and he may be able to match up in terms of fierceness and cruelty, but he has never been on the battlefield.

His so-called ferocity is to tie the enemy into a sack and throw it into the water of the Han River, which is rushing day and night, and his cruelty may be to implement the law that the wildfire cannot be burned and the spring breeze blows and grows again, and orders the women and children of the opponent to be killed.

But Ye Qingyao has been on the battlefield, he knows what kind of situation it is, when you see thousands of corpses lying in the same place, bloody qi rising all over the sky, scarlet blood staining the ground, and messy broken corpses everywhere, you can understand the difference between cruelty and cruelty.

Ye Qingyao is one of them.

And Xiao Wu often said that Ye Qingyao was a psychopath, and there was nothing wrong with it, too much fighting made it easy for Ye Qingyao to fall into a state of rampage for a long time, in that state, he would judge according to his subconscious to feel the people around him who were threatening or would be threatening, and then attacked.

Presumably everyone knows very well what kind of Cheng Ye Qingyao's strength has reached, and in that state, Ye Qingyao will not have any hands, with his fierce strength, Rao is Tang Tie's body that can resist bullets, and he has been broken several times by Ye Qingyao's broken bones.

If it weren't for the fact that he consciously maintained his calm on weekdays and his own weakness gave Tang Tie a chance to fight, then Tang Tie would probably have been lying underground for several years at this time.

And Park Ji-ho doesn't have much thought about these weapons, he has always been a businessman, and his concept still adheres to the basic rules of the law. Originally, he didn't know the darkness of the other side of this world, the vast majority of people in this world are like him, if it weren't for their existence, this society would be a different scene.

Cui Yue also reached out to pick up a gun, tried it, and said with a smile at Ye Qingyao: "You arms dealer... Will I be rewarded if I report it? ”

Ye Qingyao also smiled: "Of course there is, I still have a reward on my body." ”

"If it's just four million, I'm not interested at all." Cui Yue pouted.

"More than that." Ye Qingyao touched his chin and smiled, according to the rules of the black list, all the people on the list who were killed, the bounty on their bodies would be transferred to the body of the killer, and Ye Qingyao was directly on the third place from scratch, and no one could say how much blood of those on the list was contaminated.

Cui Yue continued to ask, picked up a handful of white-colored desert eagles in his hand, and aimed forward. He liked this pistol very much, because it was not only domineering, but also powerful enough. However, this pistol is slightly heavier than the others, and the consequence of its huge power is that its recoil is also huge.

"This time, someone is eyeing this batch of goods." Ye Qingyao suddenly opened his mouth and attracted everyone's attention with a word.

"What's going on?"

Baek Chang-so's face was a little pale, he knew how much glory and wealth this thing in his hand had brought him, but he also knew what the consequences of being caught would be. Since he cooperated with Ye Qingyao, the days have become more and more comfortable, and no one dares to argue with him at the black meeting. He no longer has the courage he had before, and he didn't know where to sink in the confidence of openly arguing with Ye Qingyao before, there is a saying that the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous he is, and Bai Changzhu is a typical example.

Ye Qingyao obviously also knew Bai Changzhu's temperament in recent years, and he didn't show any unusual feelings, but just said lightly: "It's not going on, it's just that the action was too big some time ago, and they were targeted by the Interpol, and there is news from Ulsan that they may have entered the South Korean range." After a pause, he said half-jokingly, "Maybe we're being monitored here." ”

The blood-stained Han River brings more than just the attention of the black list.

“……”

Unable to understand what Ye Qingyao wanted to say, Cui Yue asked dryly, "So what do you want to say?" Without waiting for Ye Qingyao to answer, he had a guess in his heart.

Sure enough, Ye Qingyao's answer was not much different from what he thought.

"You're in charge of getting this shipment out this time."

Looking at Ye Qingyao's smiling face, Cui Yue wanted to punch him.

"The Zheng family is estimated to have movements, so it's good that you can help attract their attention." Ye Qingyao didn't care about the stalls, and signaled that the trouble you caused had to be solved.

"Can I not interfere?"

"Yes, but I'll make you contact your father first."

Hearing Ye Qingyao's words, Cui Yue couldn't wait for two more eggs to hurt, when did he get together with his father? And also... If he hadn't followed him to a drinking party, how could there have been so many things.

But after thinking about it, this matter can still be interfered with, isn't it just to attract attention, such a simple thing, isn't it over throwing a sum of money on the street? Cui Yue thought with some evil taste in his heart, but if he really threw money on the street, it would indeed be done, and it would attract the attention of the TV station, eh, is this an alternative debut?

Of course, it's just talking, although Cui Yue has money, money is not spent like this.

Seeing that Cui Yue had given up struggling, the smile on Ye Qingyao's face was meaningful, how could it be so easy to escape from family affairs.

Ye Qingyao suddenly asked, "When are you going to do it?" ”

"There's no request over there?"

"Within this month."

"......" Cui Yue felt that there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in her heart, "There are only five days left in this month, and you ask me when I am going to do it?" ”

Ye Qingyao smiled and encouraged: "Come on, young man, I am optimistic about you." ”

Cui Yue rolled her eyes: "Why don't you go to heaven?" ”

"I can't go up." Ye Qingyao replied to Cui Yue like this.