112 Luo Lao became a past
Linxi Mountain is a desolate place, with few poor households, and the supermarket at the foot of the mountain has only barely survived until now by relying on the drivers passing by, and the owner of this supermarket has long closed the door and slept.
A woman wearing sunglasses walked out of Chery QQ with a suitcase, scanned the surroundings to confirm that no one was there, put the suitcase in the trash, and then turned around and got into Chery QQ and drove away.
Huang Lin walked out of the alley, took the suitcase from the trash can, got on the Jetta and opened the box.
Inside, there were ten neat stacks of banknotes and two gold bars.
Huang Lin picked up the phone, "It's here." ”
"How much." Ma Ming's voice came from the phone.
"A million in cash, two gold bars." Huang Lin started the Jetta and drove up the mountain.
On the top of Linxi Mountain, Ma Ming showed an evil smile.
"How's it going, has the money arrived?" Luo Lao's face was full of anticipation.
"Hmm!" Ma Ming nodded: "I got it." ”
Hearing Ma Ming's words, Luo Lao's heart couldn't help but fall, he knew that his life had been saved, and the whole person was much more relaxed.
Boss Luo said generously, "In the future, the two of us in the ancient city will join forces to make endless money." ”
"Really?" Ma Ming asked maliciously.
"It's a must!" Luo Lao was full of joy, he said so on his lips, but he didn't think so in his heart, as long as he could walk down the mountain alive, Ma Ming didn't want to live.
"Hah! Ha! Hah!" Ma Ming laughed loudly, he didn't know what Luo Lao was thinking in his heart, the truth that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers even a three-year-old child understands.
The Huanglin Jetta drove to the top of the mountain, Ma Ming got into the Jetta car and Huang Lin drove halfway up the mountain.
There were only two people left on the top of the mountain, Luo Lao and Fu Biao, who was holding a Type 54 pistol.
Fu Biao approached Luo Lao step by step, staring at Luo Lao with hot eyes.
Seeing Mourning Biao approaching him, Luo Lao couldn't help but feel a little frightened in his heart, "Mourning Biao, what do you, what do you want to do?" ”
Fu Biao didn't speak, and pointed the gun at Luo Lao.
Luo Lao's words were panicked, "Didn't you say that you wouldn't kill me?" ”
"It was Ma Ming who promised you, I didn't promise." Fu Biao said coldly.
That's right, Luo Lao did ignore this, Ma Ming agreed to him, but Fu Biao didn't agree.
Luo Lao lay on the ground and hugged Wu Biao's thigh, "Brother Biao, we have something to say." ”
"What do you say, if you hadn't betrayed me half a year ago, you would have today?" In the bottom of his heart, this account has been recorded for more than half a year.
"No, no, no! You spared me, I was also forced, and I was all Dongfang Yang's grandson. Luo Lao begged bitterly.
Fu Biao shook his head and didn't speak.
In the Jetta car halfway up Lin Xishan, Ma Ming closed the suitcase with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad." ”
"Brother! Now we're rich. Huang Lin looked excited.
Ma Ming didn't speak, popping his head out of the car window and looking at the top of the mountain.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out from the top of the mountain, and the birds perched in the woods flew into the sky in fright.
"By the way, brother, how can I solve that old Luo!" Huang Lin didn't seem to care about the gunshot.
"Leave it to Fu Biao! It's none of our business anymore. Ma Ming pulled out the black card of his mobile phone, threw it along the window to the bottom of the mountain, and slowly rolled up the window.
He naturally knew that Fu Biao and Luo Lao did not share the same day, and it didn't matter how Fu Biao dealt with Luo Lao, at least he had done what he had to do.
"Oh!" Huang Lin didn't say anything more.
About half an hour later, Fu Biao walked down from the top of the mountain with a blank face.
Ma Ming opened the car door, "Solved?" ”
"Solved." Fu Biao sat in the back seat, but there was no excitement on his face after revenge.
Huang Lin slowly drove the Jetta down the mountain.
The story about Luo Lao ended, and later on, some people said that the mourning Biao killed Luo Lao with a shot that day, but some people said that it was mourning Biao who kicked Luo Lao down the mountain.
Some people also say that the mourning Biao wasted one of Luo Lao's legs, and Luo Lao has since withdrawn from the rivers and lakes. Some people also say that Luo Lao went to Chaodong to find Yan Ge and Dalong.
But these are all legends, and there is no way to know what the truth is? But Luo Lao is a thing of the past.
As dawn broke in the east and the morning sun rose, Ma Ming stretched his waist from home and slowly got up from the bed, and then went to his hotel.
When the employees saw Ma Ming return to the store safely, some fragile waitresses burst into tears one by one.
As a manager, Zhang Xiaowan's tears fell unconsciously.
Ma Mingchao, Zhang Xiaowan smiled slightly, "What are you crying about, I'm not coming back." ”
A waitress wiped tears from her eyes and said, "We thought..."
"Don't talk nonsense, isn't that good?" The head chef interrupted the waitress.
"Let's get to work! Whoever peeks at me today will deduct his wages. Ma Ming was joking with everyone.
The employees were made to tears by Ma Ming's words.
Zhang Xiaowan wiped her tears, "Okay, okay, let's go to work." ”
After a while, the employees returned to their posts.
Ma Ming walked upstairs quickly, although the hotel was smashed by Xiaolong very badly, but there was not much damage overall.
Zhang Xiaowan, who was following behind Ma Ming, said softly: "It is estimated that it will be able to continue business next week." ”
"Hmm!" Ma Ming nodded and walked into the office.
In the garden villa, Erlong walked into Wei Lan's bedroom generously, "Lan Lan, Lan Lan." ”
"What are you doing so loudly?" Wei Lan was afraid of being heard by others.
"What are you afraid of, Luo Lao is dead." Erlong hugged Wei Lan.
"Really?" Wei Lan couldn't help but think of Luo Laochao's request for money last night.
"It's true, this matter has spread on the road." Erlong looked proud, "We don't have to sneak around anymore." ”
"That's great!" Wei Lan hugged Erlong tightly.
There is a Jinbei car parked in an alley in the ancient city.
A big man hurriedly got into the car, "Brother Mao, I heard that Luo Lao died." ”
The man called Brother Cat is the boss of this group of Chaodong gunmen, Brother Cat shook his head and sighed, "He's dead, who will give us money!" ”
"I heard that his eldest wife has money there, otherwise we," the big man muttered in the cat's ear.
"Hah! Ha! Ha! Ha! Brother Mao let out a wild laugh, "Old Luo, no wonder me, only blame you for seeing the wrong person, tonight robbed Boss Luo's wife's house and we will go back to Chaodong." ”
This afternoon, Lao Wang's snack shop in Minmin Street officially opened.
The owner of Lao Wang's snack shop is none other than Wang Zhijun, and the snack shop is still in the business of selling dough, although there is no boom when a hotel opens, but the old customers who used to eat dough at Wang Zhijun's house came to cheer.
A BYD stopped at Wang's snack shop, and Ma Ming walked out of the car.
Wang Zhijun hurriedly went out to greet him, today's Ma Ming is not the stunned young man before, but now he is the big boss of a hotel.