Too much of a red fruit to take a stand is not appropriate for Bowworth, but an invitation like this is not a problem.

It can tell people that there are certain connections and relationships that must exist between him and this hockey stadium, but it will not make people shoehorn something into it too much.

However, the batsman who scored the first goal of the opening game did not have to play the whole game, he only needed to shoot the first gold-plated metal ball, so as to announce that the summer invitational tournament had begun, just like the referee with the starting pistol on the side of the runway, the job is the same.

With Boworths' appearance, and Ben Hain and the hockey rink's board of directors subtly hinting at the sovereignty of the course, those who have been looking for trouble with them will be silenced.

It is not worth it or cost-effective to go to war with the New Party for a little benefit, and on the contrary, it is more likely that these people will want to use this as an opportunity to get in touch with Bowers.

Now everyone knows that Bowers is a "good gentleman", his attitude towards the power of capital is simply 180 degrees different from Maggs, the times are always improving, can not always be used in the past to today, which shows that Bowers's progress, and the advanced concept.

After discussing the important matters, Ben Hain asked the manager to send the handbag to his members' depository, and then found a beautiful hockey coach to play a game on the best court.

It wasn't until after 11 o'clock in the afternoon, when he refused to be retained by the manager, that Benhain left the hockey rink satisfied, and his morning's work was done, followed by the afternoon's work.

He casually found a good-looking restaurant on the side of the road to solve the lunch problem, and in the afternoon there was a "friend" who needed his help.

A small factory that was not originally there, but is now included in the imperial capital city circle, has been complained and reported because of pollution problems, mainly because of the foul smell it emits.

The Social Services Bureau demanded that they stop work immediately, pay a fine, and then move the factory out of the urban circle of the imperial capital, and the owners of the factory wanted to be a little more accommodating and leave after completing their orders, but the Social Services Bureau did not agree.

After much inquiry, the owner of this small factory finally contacted Benhain, and it was not about Bowworths's work, but his own private work, and of course there would be benefits.

He and some people in the Social Services Bureau also knew that they had worked together before, and it was not too much of a problem to slow down the shutdown for a few days.

Just as he was eating lunch and reading this morning's newspaper, he saw a person sitting directly across his table, and he didn't raise his head and said, "I'm sorry, there's someone." ”

But instead of leaving, the man said, "I know."

This made Benhain put down his newspaper and fork, a restaurant like this does not offer table sharing service, and Benhain is not in the habit of sharing tables with others, only the kind of roadside restaurants that cater to the working class.

He looked up and saw a young man in his twenties, short hair, very energetic, and after frowning slightly, Benhain had a smile on his face, ripped off the napkin tucked at his neckline, wiped his hands, took another one and dipped his lips, and stood up.

"You use your ...... slowly," he said, and was about to leave.

It is precisely because he has been involved in all levels of society for many years that he knows very well that the younger the young man, the greater the danger.

They don't have a lot of social experience, they don't understand the power of the law, and they are prone to get into the heat and do terrible things on impulse, so Ben Hain plans to leave.

Hurting yourself for something worthless is the stupidest thing to do.

But he wanted to go, but the young man might not let him go, and at the same time as he stepped forward, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and with great force, pressed him back.

He was about to turn back when the young man smiled and said, "If I were you, I would continue to read the newspaper." ”

This sentence shocked Ben Hain's heart, and he already understood that these young men had come to trouble him.

He wasn't particularly alarmed, this was the imperial capital, and the most vicious gang members beat up passers-by, they didn't even dare to carry knives with them at will, and this was still the center of the city, or in public.

The manager of the restaurant seemed to notice something wrong and walked over with a little confusion, "Sir, do you need help?", he saw Benhain being pushed back into his chair, as a high-end restaurant, protecting the safety of guests is what the restaurant must do.

Benhain shook his head, thanked the manager very gentlemanly for his concern, and then told him that he didn't need to.

He didn't want to anger this young man who didn't know why he was looking for him, and at this time cooperation was the most correct choice.

"If there's anything I can do to help, I'd be happy to be there for you or someone behind you. After the manager left, Benhain cautiously tested it.

He didn't think that this young man who looked like he was in his twenties was the main master, there must be someone behind this young man who instructed him to do this, and finding him was nothing more than hoping to do something with the help of his network in the imperial capital, which was very likely to be illegal, so he chose this way.

Because he was invited in the right way, he often refused, and at the same time he began to wonder if he had rejected anyone's request during this time, and whether he had offended anyone.

The young man did not answer his words, but sat in his chair and waited for a while, and waited for a seafood cheese noodle, thick cheese poured over a plate full of seafood meat, and the so-called staple noodle was almost visible.

Watching the young man gobble up his food, Benhain still didn't think about who he had offended.

The young man left two fifty-dollar bills, enough to pay for their light meal, and the three of them walked outside the dining room and got into an old car.

Sitting in the car, Benhain couldn't help but ask again, "Can you tell me what this is? at least let me know if I'm doing something wrong." ”

The young man lit a cigarette, pressed his arm against the open window, glanced at him, smiled and turned to look out at the car.

There was silence all the way until the car pulled into the station's warehouse area and stopped in a warehouse.

There were already several young people chatting in the warehouse, and when they saw the car coming in, they immediately stopped chatting, took a wooden box, and put it on the ground.

Benha, who got out of the car, looked at the box with some uneasiness, and heard the young man laugh and say, "I hope you can cooperate......

In the next second, two young men fixed his body, tied him up, gagged him, and threw him into the box.

In the struggle, the last glimmer of light gradually disappeared, and he was shrouded in darkness, and he became more and more afraid.

The desperate struggle and the sound in his throat were a little troublesome, but a word outside the box made him completely quiet.

"Mr. Dohrin wants to see you......"

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