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"Brother Shi?! You're ......"

A yellow-haired twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old doesn't look like a ...... Or the man who looked like a gangster shouted at the organizer in surprise, and then grovelled and stepped forward to flatter, but the organizer looked very plain, Han Guo was wearing a mask, and he felt like he was in a strange world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Well, it's a strange world, actually.

On the premise that Da Jing is going to act, I won't introduce it in detail. Seoul, like all the big cities in the world, certainly has its own red DN district. At night, the small pink lantern and the big sword flashed extremely ambiguously. Although it is not so rampant during the day, it is definitely active in this area.

Han Guo seemed to experience life, and followed very low-key. The mouth under the mask grinned, because it felt like a high-ranking person who pretended to be b and stepped on the field at the grassroots level and received all kinds of praise and courtesy. Although he is a yellow-haired kid now, Han Guo always looks at it and always hears about helping those lives.

Now it's the first close experience, but in South Korea?

That's right, help. How can gambling and drugs get a home with the gang? I have never seen a regular entrepreneur do this directly. But Han Guo really didn't come to experience life, he had his own purpose. That's why it doesn't matter what it is. And that yellow hair obviously has the ability to see, and when he saw that the organizer, that is, Brother Wu, did not introduce Han Guo and Xu Zhengxun, he naturally didn't see it.

Of course, he knew who Brother Wu was, and naturally he also knew what he could bring......

Damn, it's getting more and more cliché to lean in that direction.

"Ah, Jiankun."

I've helped Han so much, I have to give a name.

The surname is history, and the name is Jiankun.

The name is a bit like the name of the Celestial Dynasty, but authentic Korean. This is so because the grandmother who died early was a Celestial Empire. I have a good relationship with my grandfather. So in commemoration, let grandpa choose a name. That's it.

I heard that it was the grandmother who was dying when she looked at her little grandson and determined the correct name.

Xu Zhengxun looked at Shi Jiankun...... Well, let's call it the organizer. The name is still a bit out of place.

"You have to make sure it's a secret. Otherwise......"

Seo Jung-hoon was unsure of the organizers, after all, the biggest concern must be this problem.

"yes."

The organizer nodded and looked at the yellow hair casually: "They all have heads and faces." If you get caught, you don't have to mix in the circle. ”

"How so?! How so?! ”

The yellow hair hurriedly looked at the organizer with a smile: "You are absolutely relieved of this." ”

Looking around, the yellow head smiled: "What kind of sin is PN now, this era." Councillors will come to play. What's more, it's Brother Shi's identity, who dares? ”

Xu Zhengxun frowned: "Listen, how does this guarantee feel a little empty?" ”

Looking at the organizer, Xu Zhengxun spoke: "Otherwise, go to your own clubhouse." It's a big deal to find a car to pick them up, and it won't take long anyway......"

The organizer subconsciously looked at Han Guo, Han Guo shook his head and said, "Don't do it." Blame you guys. It would be nice if the insurance was here. ”

"What's the trouble......

Xu Zhengxun was about to speak, but Han Guo dragged him.

The organizer smiled: "None of them are outsiders, and I definitely don't like it here." What's more, there is also the family side, if they know that I am so messy, they will be angry. But to borrow a place ......"

"There are also secret passages."

When the yellow hair heard that it seemed that the business was going to be ruined, he hurriedly showed his last trump card.

"Even if it really doesn't work. We also have secret places to hide here. ”

A few people were surprised, especially Han Guo, who was very confused, has it all developed to this extent now? Xu Zhengxun and the organizer glanced at each other and motioned for him to take it in and have a look.

Sure enough, it was a big night party. Inside is closed. After all, it doesn't open until night. Yellow hair is obviously the person in charge here, or he is the watcher. He grovelled to the organizers, but the people around him saluted and greeted him when they passed by, and he didn't look at it, but just humbly led the organizers and a few people to walk forward together.

Money is still secondary. The yellow hair has been doing it for a lot of years, and I dare not say how much wealth there is, but there is certainly no shortage of money called J. It's that Han Guo really called hundreds of J's around here, but how many can there be? The key is the organizer, who is going to stammer. I don't know what intersection the two have had, but with the importance and humility of the yellow hair, there must be some understanding. It is estimated that it is still very deep, perhaps because of the loss.

Regardless of whether it is right or biased, if you want to develop well, no one above will definitely not work. Even if you start from scratch and don't have anyone at the beginning, there will definitely be someone when you make some achievements. This is unavoidable. I have the opportunity to meet such a big person. It's a better opportunity than making money for him.

"Here it is."

Really led to a place, the yellow hair opened a place similar to a secret passage, Han Guo wanted to light a few candles to see if nothing was blown out again, and then he couldn't take anything and ran quickly. It's dirty, messy, and damp enough to describe. Han Guo confirmed that this was a good hiding place because.

The police just knew that when they found this place, they probably wanted to come in and arrest people.

Then you say that Han Guo can't stand wearing a mask, let alone the organizer and Xu Zhengxun who don't wear a mask.

"This?!"

The organizers didn't even go in, covering their noses and frowning and retreating: "This is a garbage station, right?" ”

The yellow-haired said apologetically, "This is the place." In order not to make people suspicious, not to let people have the idea of searching, deliberately. ”

The organizer paused, nodded and understood.

Turning his head and waving his hand, he motioned to Xu Zhengxun and Han Guo: "Don't worry." You don't need this kind of place. It's just a move, isn't it even? ”

The yellow hair also smiled and said: "Besides, it's not that we don't have no sources, we really haven't communicated with the police at all, and we can't open it today." ”

Pointing around, the yellow hair smug: "It's not that I'm talking big, we are the biggest and most powerful in the entire area here." Who would dare to poke it out? Our reputation is more important than making money. ”

The organizer grinned back: "Scared me to death!" My legs are trembling, look at it. ”

The yellow hair smiled embarrassedly: "In my brother's eyes, this is definitely nothing." Don't laugh at me. ”

The organizer waved his hand impatiently: "Okay." Let's get down to business. ”

The yellow hair hurriedly saluted and listened respectfully.

The organizer paused, took Han Guo forward and said: "This is my own death, I have to respect it." You do me this favor today, and I will not treat you badly. But keep his business secret, don't look, don't listen, don't ask. Don't show it either. ”

Pointing to the yellow hair, the organizer spoke: "Ah, you promised me that I could find you if something went wrong." ”

The yellow hair glanced at Han Guo, and bowed vaguely, really didn't look at it, didn't listen to it, didn't ask, just nodded and looked at the organizer: "Brother, don't worry." I'll give you a place to come with me. ”

The yellow-haired motioned to follow, and the three of them left the place.

Together in the innermost private room, it is huge. Sitting on the sofa, the yellow hair looked at Han Guo, hesitated, and wanted to speak.

"It's called Mr. Fat."

The organizers understand something, don't look, don't listen, don't ask, but always have a title. Han Guo smiled, and he couldn't see it while wearing a mask. Nodding his head to him. The yellow hair also saluted, knowing that this should be a pronoun. After all, Han Guo is not fat.

But of course he didn't know, in fact, this title was very appropriate.

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"Got in?"

Bian Bofan finally arrived here and joined a few people. The first thing to ask about is this, in addition to that Shouren, the Chang Ha on the phone is also there. A tall and thin man, twenty-three or four-year-old, led Bian Bofan and a few people to walk forward.

"It's the biggest place in the area. The spectator, that is, the manager, is a guy named Huang Mao. The boss in the back is a high-level member of the gang, and Huang Mao is the person in charge. ”

Bian Bofan frowned and stopped: "He didn't go by himself, right?" ”

Changhe paused, thought about it, and motioned to Bian Bofan: "Brother, let's go in and talk." ”

A few people didn't say much, and went in towards a door that was not small. I found a private room, turned on the light, and ordered a beer.

Changhe handed it to Bian Bofan first, and then spoke: "I've been looking for someone to follow." It's all people in the neighborhood and won't be suspected. The writer I asked me to stare at was wearing a mask, as if he was very low-key. There were two other people, one I didn't know, and the other seemed to be the writer's partner. It's called Xu or something. The three of them were led in by Huang Mao together, and Huang Mao is usually very arrogant. No one messed with him. As a result, I was respectful to the leader who didn't know him. It shouldn't be an ordinary person. I roughly feel that they can't hear the conversation clearly, but the one who the leader doesn't know has little communication with the writer, but he should be very familiar with the surname Xu. ”

Li Shouren frowned and looked at Bian Bofan, who was groaning: "Then are you still following?" Not only did the foreign writer come backstage, but there was another one who didn't know the depths. ”

Changhe was stunned for a moment and looked at Li Shouren: "Afraid?" ”

Li Shouren glared at him: "What do you know?" You can't afford to provoke Huang Mao yourself, Huang Mao is respectful, you can afford to provoke it? Aren't you afraid of even your brother? ”

This brother, of course, refers to Bian Bofan.

Changhe paused, looked at Bian Bofan, and did not speak.

Bian Bofan glanced at him and said, "Changhe." I'm going to take revenge, but I'm more cautious after the last loss. Because of my personal affairs, it doesn't affect me. It's not good to even you. ”

Changhe spoke: "But brother, this is an opportunity, right?" A writer to come to this kind of place......"

Bian Bofan waved his hand and looked at him with a smile: "So ask your opinion." This line, including this area, is familiar to you. Let's see what plans we can make to protect ourselves and him again. ”

Changhe was silent, and everyone didn't speak, waiting for him.

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-To be continued.