This underground parking lot has actually been abandoned for a long time, because the financial turmoil has blown down the hotel that owns it, but no matter how remote it is, it is impossible to blow up two grenades and not be able to startle any movement, and when the □□ who came to pick up the mess came to clean up the mess, all they saw were a few corpses that were unrecognizable.

Xu Qing had already left the garage, he deliberately avoided the surveillance cameras on the road, and covered most of his face with his collar, walked to another small street and beckoned a yellow taxi, the yellow worm rental on the beautiful land, and looked upset for a while.

When I returned to the Wayne Hotel, everything went well, and I saw Liu Zhao's guy standing at the door of the hotel looking at him from a long distance, he waited for a long time, and he was about to become a wicker swaying in the wind.

Xu Qing pressed a hundred-yuan bill on the front of the car, opened the door and got out of the car, Liu Zhao's eyes were sharp, and the originally elongated bitter gourd face was immediately replaced by broccoli, and he limped up.

"Mr. Xu, you're finally back." Liu Zhao stepped forward to say hello with a smile, but Xu Qing had a gloomy face, and said without being salty or light: "I almost can't come back, there are enough old black enemies in Chaku, and I hate even my buddies." ”

"You mean you just met General Chaku's enemy? Could it be Zumer! Liu Zhao is an eight-sided and delicate character, and he immediately smelled an unusual smell from these words, and he was able to make an accurate judgment, his face changed suddenly, showing an unprecedented solemnity.

Xu Qing's face sank like water, but his heart throbbed inadvertently, it seems that Lao Hei and that guy named Zu Mo are not shallow! Brother just said that he was remembered by someone and immediately thought of the surname Zu, these two guys are just afraid that they are not just political enemies, and they are still old enemies......

"Who is Zumer?" Xu Qing looked at Liu Zhao and frowned stupidly, and couldn't help but ask tentatively, to be honest, he didn't trust this guy at all, and it was better to be cautious when it came to his personal safety.

Liu Zhao's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "Mr. Xu, this is not the place to talk, I have already ordered a meal in the Chinese restaurant, why don't we go in and eat and chat!" ”

Xu Qing spread his hands indifferently and said, "Let's go, I happen to be hungry too." ”

The two walked into the pre-booked private room of the Chinese restaurant and sat down, and the meal was quickly served.

Liu Zhao also ordered a bottle of Feitian Moutai, this wine is right for Xu Qing's spleen and stomach, drinking this is called wine, like those foreign wines that are not beer, white and white, they are simply scum, at best some fragrant mouthwash.

After the wine and food were all ready, there was no third person to disturb in the private room, Liu Zhao opened the wine bottle first, poured two glasses, got up with the cup and bowed to Xu Qing, and said: "The hospitality has been poor in the past two days, and Liu Zhao apologized to Mr. on behalf of General Chaku!" ”

Toasting and apology is a kind of etiquette left by the precipitation of Chinese culture for thousands of years, the wine glass is held up with a smile, showing a bearing, Liu Zhao's hand makes Xu Qing's depression seem to have eased a lot, he picked up the wine glass and touched it, tilted his neck and poured it into his mouth.

Xu Qing pulled out his backhand on his waist, took out a pistol and put it on the table, and then turned the muzzle of the gun and pushed it to Liu Zhao: "This thing was handed over from the black driver who hijacked me, but I didn't expect it to become a relic before it was warmed up." ”