Chapter 48. Noodle soup
Indeed, Su Wan'er, as an official, has the right to hire subordinates, as long as she can afford the money, she will pull all the helpers back, and each person can have a title.
The premise is that you can afford it and are willing to pay.
Huatang didn't expect Su Wan'er to propose such a proposal, you know, as the leader of the gang, she can be said to be a hundred responses, and the gangsters who originally saddled her before and after the horse now have to give money to support, who can not have a psychological gap, how can she take the initiative to make this request?
"Who do you want to transfer?"
Su Wan'er said a few names, and the more she listened to the painting hall, the more frightened she became, these people were all old men of the Xiaoxiao Gang, and they were all the backbone of each rudder, all of them came to Yongjing, if they were served in one pot, the Xiaoxiao Gang would really be over.
However, there is no other way to go now. Dispatching these manpower and gathering these forces just shows Su Wan'er's attitude of breaking the kettle.
"It's all here, there is no news from the subordinates you sent out, most of them have missed."
Su Wan'er said suddenly.
The painting hall looked stern, the reason why she stayed awake all night was that she was waiting for the news of the blowing flowers, the blowing flowers did not return after the time, she had guessed that things were not good, and said at the moment: "The blowing flowers are my subordinates' good hands, even if they miss, they can get out, how can they sink into the sea?" She looked at Su Wan'er, "The Gu Sutra is really so powerful?" β
Silently lost a subordinate, but whether it was Su Wan'er or Huatang, they didn't frown, and they didn't even bother to care about what kind of situation the subordinate was in now.
Anyway, she is hiding poison, and she will cut herself at a critical moment.
Su Wan'er said disdainfully: "Gu art is really so powerful, if you can fight more than one enemy, my sister won't die," she said in a deep voice, "If I'm not mistaken, the little girl has someone to protect," her eyes narrowed, "It's probably her father's old friends." β
Su Wan'er's attitude towards Su Musha made the painting hall very puzzled, if she had the intention to remove it and start early, the weeds on Su Musha's grave would grow taller than people, and the result was so salty and indifferent, until Yongjing was expelled, and she didn't remove it until she stood firm, it was really ......
But what makes the painting hall even more puzzled is why Su Waner can't get along with such a girl. In this regard, she can only reluctantly explain that it is a transfer of hatred for this girl's parents.
The painting hall doesn't care about Su Musha's life or death, Su Wan'er has orders, she obeys orders, although she is dissatisfied with Su Wan'er, but she has not accumulated Cheng DΓΉ who dares to disobey her orders.
"The nearby workshop has been discontinued, and Yongjing's underground network has also been transferred," Huatang said with an unkind face, "Our business has lost more than half, and according to my words, we will solve all those heads, and see who dares to interfere in our help." β
She said darkly, and her originally charming face became eerie, like a ghost.
"You know how to kill," Su Wan'er turned a blind eye to the changes in the painting hall, and said with a hint of condescending calmness in her tone, "I told you a long time ago, killing that one and a half won't shake the overall situation at all." β
"Oh, what a forethought. So up to now, don't talk about the overall situation, the small situation has not wavered in the slightest," Huatang's attitude sharpened, "If it goes on like this, boil the frog in warm water, and we will all have to finish." β
These words are no longer whining, but sneering at Su Waner's decision-making ability. Su Wan'er listened to the faint ridicule in her words, and she was annoyed, but she also knew that the painting hall was different from those ordinary gangs, she knew a lot about the important things in the gang, and she was also familiar with the current shape, and she couldn't be perfunctory in one or two sentences.
However, Su Wan'er still needs to paint now, so she had to pretend not to hear her disrespect, and said, "How do you know that what I did has no impact on the situation?" Far from it, you think I want you to send a killer to deal with my niece, just idle and bored? β
"Oh? With a sigh, an expression that was willing to hear it.
She was so careless, in Su Wan'er's eyes, she was angry in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, she explained like this, so and so explained, not only that, but the connected series of schemes were all revealed, and she heard that Huatang's heart was slightly hot: she was not angry, but she really had a good plan, so that we could really turn over?
"This trick is a series of tricks, although the first ring went wrong, it is not a complete gain," Su Wan'er saw that it was none of her business to change the right talent in the painting hall, and she looked serious about listening attentively, and continued with a slight smile, "At least we know that the other party takes Su Musha very seriously, which shows that what we thought of, they thought of it the same, which shows that it ......"
When Su Wan'er said this, the painting hall finally understood, and said with a smile: "This shows that the gang leader's method can hit their seven-inch ......" She smiled, "The subordinates are a little impatient, when will they do it?" β
"Five days later. You have to give time to prepare everywhere. β
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Su Musha and Chuncao and the little cucumber pinched their heads and said a few words, since they didn't dare to say that it was a professional killer, they only said that Su Wan'er sent him to find trouble, and he emphasized it, in fact, this courtyard has always been protected by secret guards, and it is invisible, but it is very safe.
It was easy to comfort her and the two of them to lie back, Su Musha dragged his tired body and mind to the stove room with the lights on, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Su Liang who had rolled up his sleeves and was cooking noodles.
His rolled up sleeves are naturally folded neatly and neatly, and he will definitely not be busy and loose, and the direction in which he stands, the natural angle is far away from the stove, and there will be no oil stars and water vapor on his clothes, so he is still insufficient, and his head is wrapped in a cloth towel, which is tightly wrapped.
Except for Wuwei, Su Musha had never seen anyone so fully armed in the stove room, but Wuwei was worried that foreign objects such as hair, dust, and other foreign objects would accidentally fall and defile the delicacies he cooked.
Su Liang is just afraid of getting dirty.
However, although Su Liang is addicted to cleanliness, he will never instruct others to do everything in order not to dirty himself, and he is a diligent person.
"I've cooked an extra lock, you can eat some too," Su Liang said without raising his head when he heard the movement, "Wash your hands." β
ββ¦β¦ How much do I dislike cleanliness in your eyes? β
A sip of ice water when it's hot and a bowl of hot soup when it's cold are indescribable feelings of happiness.
"So those secret guards only started following me after I came to Yongjing?"
"Yes, when you were in Dianzhou, you didn't leave the house, where can you use the secret guard?" Su Liang lowered his head and drank the soup and replied casually.
No Dark Guards? News is also coming out continuously, and it seems that the personnel who collect intelligence and those who are secretly guarding belong to two systems.
(Heroine's diary 181, August 8th, Haizheng, it's easy to get hungry if you talk too much?) Understandably, I'm often hungry, too.)
(To be continued.) )