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The reason for the fire in the health care product store was that the owner used a high-power electrical appliance to conduct the line to burn due to excessive load, and the electric switch fuse could play a certain protective role, but after being replaced by copper wire by Cui Zhenghao, it lost its insurance effect, and all the goods in the store were burned, and the landlord's street façade was also burned, and the loss was heavy, and Zhang Yan couldn't afford to pay for smashing the pot and selling iron.

Xiao Cui is deeply guilty, he has no long things, only a rotten life that is not afraid of death, anyway, he is also a stateless black household, followed Liu Handong to do a big deal, compensated for Zhang Yan's losses and then went away to a foreign country, the two do not owe each other, although he and Zhang Yan rolled the sheets, they are just a dewy couple, and they still think about their former wives.

Liu Handong asked Xiao Cui to avoid it, and he took Kan Wanlin to help Zhang Yan deal with things, the landlord's family came, pointing at Zhang Yan's nose and scolding, the proprietress of the opposite shop snorted melon seeds and watched the jokes, and the neighbors also gathered around to watch the excitement, Zhang Yan was burned because of the firefighting, her face was black, her clothes were burned, and the wolf was unbearable, and she was busy apologizing, saying that I lost money, and I must lose money.

The landlord didn't give up, his mouth was 800,000, Zhang Yan burst into tears, isn't it just a broken house on the street, only a dozen square meters, and the lion doesn't like this when he opens his mouth, but she is just a weak woman, and she is still running this kind of business that is looked down upon, and the idlers on the street are often pointed at behind their backs, saying that Zhang Yan used to do some kind of leather and meat business, if it weren't for Xiao Cui, she would have been harassed more.

Seeing that a weak woman was bullied, and there was no one on the street to help, Kan Wanlin was originally an extremely arrogant black car gang leader, coupled with Liu Handong in charge, the fox fake tiger was domineering, and he went up and shouted angrily, and the momentum was like a rainbow, which immediately frustrated the spirit of the landlord's family.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Handong appeared at the right time, first scolded Kan Wanlin, and then said that Zhang Yan's parents were logistics workers of our school, and their lives were relatively difficult, and the fire was not intentional, and the compensation must be compensated, but it must also be reasonable and moderate.

The landlord said Principal Liu, we believe in you, but Zhang Yan is a foreigner, what should she do if she runs away.

"I'll carry it when I run away." Liu Handong said.

What is Liu Handong's identity, no one knows on the iron slag street, his face is bigger than the head of the police station, since he opened his mouth, the landlord didn't dare to say anything, and led the people to go, Zhang Yan cried and cried into the ruins to pick up something, the goods were flammable cardboard boxes and plastic products, and there was nothing left of the burned.

The store was burned, the goods were burned, even the beds, bedding and clothes were burned, Zhang Yan lost all the hundreds of thousands of dollars she earned from working in Dongguan, she was also a person who had experienced wind and rain, wiped a handful of tears, thanked Liu Handong and Wan Linge, and turned around to leave.

"Where are you going? Or I'll drive you. Kan Wanlin asked.

"Go to school, you don't have to send it." Zhang Yan said that in fact, she was looking for Cui Zhenghao, but she didn't find anyone after looking around, and she didn't answer her mobile phone.

Cui Zhenghao left with Liu Handong, he got into Liu Handong's car, and drove directly to the underground parking lot of the European Garden, the owner has not moved in yet, it is empty, and there is not even a ghost.

"Is the gun still there?" Liu Handong asked.

Choi Jung-ho had a North Korean Type 68 pistol, which, according to him, was used to rob border guards when he crossed the border, but he ran out of bullets and was an empty gun.

"Yes." Cui Zhenghao took out the gun, and the first thing he rescued when there was a fire was the money box and the broken gun.

Liu Handong threw over a heavy brown paper box: "Take it, follow me to meet a few people tomorrow." ”

Cui Zhenghao opened the carton, and there were 35 7.62 mm pistol bullets inside, he was overjoyed, and suddenly felt like a tiger with wings, and asked, "Did you kill them all?" ”

"No need to kill." Liu Handong said, "You can be my bodyguard, and I will pay your salary." ”

Cui Zhenghao was disappointed, being a bodyguard only costs a few dollars, far less fast than killing people.

Liu Handong guessed his mind and persuaded: "Take your time, the mouse drags the wooden shovel, and the big head is behind." ”

Xiao Cui's Chinese level still can't understand the afterword: "What did you say?" ”

"I said, with my brother, there will be a time when you will make a fortune."

Cui Zhenghao understood the word "wealth", smiled and nodded: "Okay!" ”

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Early the next morning, Liu Handong's mobile phone at the bedside rang, he sat up and took out one of the four mobile phones, which was the one that used the Huolei number, and it was a text message: At ten o'clock in the morning, see you in Yuejianglou, the letter is Ma Xiaohu.

Liu Handong replied to an OK, immediately got up and got dressed, and called Geng's brigade, asking him to set up control near Yuejiang Tower, tidy up his appearance in the mirror, pistol pinned to the waistband of his trousers, and cover it with a suit jacket.

He slept in the suite bedroom of Qingfeng Real Estate Office today, because he had a task, he didn't sleep well all night, pushed the door out, and saw Cui Zhenghao lying on the carpet doing push-ups, only the index finger and middle finger supporting the ground, the movement was fast and powerful, and the shirtless upper body was lean, but full of strength.

"Xiao Cui, were you really a physical education teacher before?" Liu Handong said suspiciously.

Choi Jung-ho got up and said yes with a straight face.

Liu Handong called Tan Shuai and Shen Huawei, these two boys probably had too much fun last night, the phone was on, but no one answered.

As the eldest brother of the Omi underworld, it would be too embarrassing to bring a little brother when he appeared, but this matter is secret, and it is not good to bring too many people, Liu Handong thought about it and decided to take Kan Wanlin as a driver, anyway, he is only responsible for driving, not touching others, and is not afraid of leaks.

Kan Wanlin was originally Liu Handong's full-time driver, and immediately rushed to the phone after receiving the call, drove the Mercedes-Benz S6oo to send the boss and the "bodyguard" to Yuejiang Building, and found a place to park himself.

It's the end of April now, and the weather is a little hot, Cui Zhenghao is wearing a jacket on his right arm, and he naturally follows Liu Handong, in fact, under the jacket is a loaded pistol.

The two went up to the teahouse, sat down in the private seat, ordered refreshments and drinks, and waited until half past ten and saw no one coming, Liu Handong skimmed downstairs, there were no colleagues from the anti-drug brigade, and the people who came and went were normal guests.

The phone rang, and it was a text message from Ma Xiaohu: You stand at the window.

Liu Handong walked to the window and looked around, there was a lot of traffic outside, there were no temporarily parked cars on the side of the road, and passers-by were in a hurry, and they couldn't see who was the drug dealer's eyeliner.

The other party sent another message: "Why can't I see you?" ”

Liu Handong replied: "I'm here, at the window on the second floor of the street, next to the neon sign in the tea restaurant." ”

The other party replied: "It's not Yuejianglou Tea Restaurant, it's Yuejianglou." ”

Liu Handong laughed and laughed, knowing that he had put an oolong, Yuejianglou is a historical relics building during the reign of Chen Zikun, the ticket for visiting is fifty yuan, the locals basically do not go, and foreign tourists only have some of the turtles to spend this unjust money to enjoy the river view, the Yuejianglou that the people of the river agree to become a custom, is actually the famous Yuejianglou tea restaurant, and meeting in this kind of public place is in line with the routine of drug dealers, and the crowds are more crowded than the Yuejianglou that is sparsely populated.

The distance between the two buildings is very close, that is, dozens of meters away, Liu Handong hurriedly went downstairs, spent a hundred yuan to buy two tickets into the scenic spot, the tourists were sparse, two men came from afar, and one in front of him enthusiastically stretched out his hand and said: "It's Mr. Liu, right?" ”

"Mr. Ma?" Liu Handong also stretched out his hand and looked at the two western drug dealers with a smile.

Ma Xiaohu is about thirty years old, wearing a striped long-sleeved T-shirt and a navy blue suit, a crumpled suit, a cotton sweater exposed at the cuffs, a Mengte Jiao brand waistband, a bunch of keys hanging on the side, and a huge BMW metal nameplate ornament, holding a Jinlilai leather handbag, I don't know what to race.

The other attendant is dressed similarly, also of medium stature, with a gray long-sleeved T-shirt, a suit gown on his arm to cover what he is holding in his hand, and his appearance is similar to that of Choi Jung-ho.

Ma Xiaohu first shook hands with Liu Handong warmly, and then introduced his companion to him: "Let me introduce you, this is Ma Hongzheng, my assistant." ”

Ma Hong was changing the suit gown in his right hand to his left hand to shake hands with Liu Handong, but it turned out that there was no gun in his hand.

Liu Handong smiled: "How can Yaxing come here to play?" ”

Ma Xiaohu said: "I've been to Omijiang several times, but I've never been to this scenic spot, so you can take a picture of us." As he spoke, he handed the mobile phone to Liu Handong.

Liu Handong had no choice but to help them take pictures, and was about to take a few steps back to take a panoramic view of Yuejiang Tower, when Ma Xiaohu walked to a stainless steel sign and said, "Take this." ”

The stainless steel sign reads: Historical Monument Yuejiang Building, built in 1931, a national 4A-level scenic spot.

The two western drug dealers took a group photo with the stainless steel brand with great interest, and they couldn't get enough of it, and asked Liu Handong to take several photos of them.

"It's noon, let's have some food together." Liu Handong looked at his watch and made an invitation.

Ma Xiaohu said: "Okay, let's find a halal hotel." ”

Liu Handong called Kan Wanlin to drive over to pick up people, it didn't take much effort for the Mercedes-Benz car to arrive, Cui Zhenghao sat in the co-pilot, and Liu Handong accompanied the two guests to sit in the back row, squeezed a little, but it didn't matter if the distance was close.

There is a halal restaurant on Binjiang Road, they came early, there are no other customers in the store, Liu Handong asked for a private room, hit Kan Wanlin to go back first, the three of them sat down, Cui Zhenghao stood at the door, Ma Xiaohu couldn't see it, let him sit down, Cui Zhenghao ignored him.

"Mr. Liu, let the family sit, let's eat, he watches, how bad it is." Ma Xiaohu said.

Liu Handong nodded: "Xiao Cui, you also sit." ”

Cui Zhenghao pulled a chair and sat down.

The waiter put down the teapot and left, Liu Handong personally poured tea for the guests, and Ma Xiaohu hurriedly stood up: "I'll come by myself." ”

"I'll come, I'll come." The two fought to pour the tea, and almost knocked over the teapot, but in the end, Liu Handong won and poured a cup of tea for Ma Xiaohu with the teapot.

Ma Xiaohu shrugged his nose and suddenly said, "Mr. Liu, the smell of gunsmoke on your body is very strong, what are you doing?" ”

Ma Hong reached into the bag immediately, but before the gun was taken out, Cui Zhenghao moved much faster than him, the muzzle of the black hole had already lit up, and the 68-style pistol hammer was raised, and it was murderous.