Chapter 60: What Good Bird Is It?

Xia Jiang still has a sixth sense of feelings, more or less, and he can feel the smell of gunpowder between the two women. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Such as... It looks like we're about to fight.

"Ahem! What, aren't you going to a bar? Hurry up and get on the bus! ā€

Xia Jiang's words dissolved the smell of gunpowder between them, Lin Ying snorted, and threw himself onto the Ferrari.

Before getting into the car, Lin Jiao glared at Xia Jiang angrily, Xia Jiang was very innocent, what happened to you, damn it?

Liuli Bar is not very far from Xinda Plaza, ten minutes by car.

In the bar, the four of them found a random booth and sat down.

Ordering food to the third girl, Xia Jiang didn't have much appetite, looking left and right, the whole bar was quite big, and there were quite a lot of people, and it was a little difficult to find a Zhang Qian.

Xia Jiang's booth is the most high-end booth in the whole bar, if Zhang Qian comes here to consume, with Zhang Gan's temperament, he will definitely come to this area to consume, and it will be easier to find it when the time comes.

Looking at the time again, the time was only half past eight, and Lu Xue said that it would come around nine o'clock, and there was still half an hour.

Forty minutes later, Xia Jiang looked at his watch, it was ten o'clock, was the news accurate?

Just as Xia Jiang was hesitating, a group of seven or eight people appeared in Xia Jiang's sight.

The leader in front of the group was two young men with plaster on their hands, Xia Jiang smiled when he saw this, what a gathering of similar things!

Aren't these two people Zhang Qian and Wei Feng?

Glancing at the crowd behind them, there was indeed a fat man with a big belly, a white-collar man in a suit, carrying a briefcase in his hand, and he looked like a successful person.

It's a pity that the stomach is full of bad water, you must know that large-scale smuggling is a serious crime in Huaxia, only lighter than drugs.

"Dry boy, I'm going to go to the bathroom."

Zhang Qian glanced at the fat man Song Keke, and then said, "Go ahead!" ā€

Song Keji nodded his head again and again and walked in the direction of the toilet.

When Xia Jiang saw this, he stood up and said to the women, "I'll go to the toilet and I'll be back soon." ā€

After that, Xia pulled his legs and walked quickly to the direction of the toilet, and stuck behind Song Keji.

In the toilet, Xia Jiang was not in a hurry, but waited for all the people in the toilet to leave, and then locked the toilet door.

Song Keji sat on the toilet, holding his mobile phone in both hands and swiping through the circle of friends, when a huge noise sounded in front of him, and then the door was slammed open.

Xia Jiang held a dagger and walked in.

"You... What are you doing? Song Keji was a little panicked, and hurriedly lifted his pants with his hands.

"You're Song Technology?" Xia Jiang put the dagger on Song Keke's neck.

"Yes, yes, I am! Dare to ask who you are..."

"You don't need to know who I am, I'm just here to ask you a few questions, are you planning a plan against the Neptune Group in the near future?"

Song Keke's eyes widened and he said tremblingly, "You... Are you Xia Jiang? ā€

"Well, it's smart, but people who have always been smart will die young."

As he spoke, Xia Jiang exerted a little strength with the dagger on Song Keke's neck, drawing a bloody mark on Song Keke's neck.

"Don't! Don't kill me! I say! I say! Song Keji hurriedly shouted.

Xia Jiang retracted his strength at this time, if Song Keji was two seconds late, it was estimated that the blade would cut through Song Keke's trachea.

"Publicity meeting! Publicity meeting! ā€

"Huh? Publicity meeting? What propaganda will be? Xia Jiang asked with a puzzled expression.

"I... I don't know! Recently, Mr. Zhang asked me to keep an eye on the publicity meeting of Neptunus Group, and as soon as there was news, I told him, including Lin Ying's visit to the advertising bureau a few days ago. ā€

Xia Jiang's eyes shrank, he didn't expect Song Keji to be monitoring Lin Ying, it seems that Lu Xue's news is right.

"Do you have any foreign trading partners?" Xia Jiang asked again.

"Foreign companies? The logistics that our company does is to transport foreign goods to the territory of Huaxia and internationalize. I can't count the number of trading companies we work with. ā€

Hearing Song Keke's words, Xia Jiang also felt that this question was a bit biased.

"Which country do you have close ties to?"

"It's... It should be country T, right? ā€

"T country? Which company? What is being shipped? ā€

Song Keji was asked by Xia Jiang like a bitter melon, "This... I don't know! I am only responsible for the internal management of the company, not for the transportation. ā€

Looking at the look on Song Keke's face, Xia Jiang knew that Song Keji was not lying.

Only a publicity meeting was asked, the content was vague and the purpose was not clear.

As for whether Qiankun Logistics Company has a direct connection with foreign mercenaries, Xia Jiang is even more confused.

I can't ask that there is only one possibility, Song Technology has not yet touched the core, although on the surface Song Technology is Zhang Kunpeng's henchman, but in fact, Zhang Kunpeng still does not trust Song Technology.

It seemed that Lu Xue's intelligence was a little wrong, Xia Jiang sighed, and then shifted his gaze to Song Keji, who was sitting on the toilet and trembling.

"Half a month ago, a gang in Haiwang City smuggled tens of thousands of Apple mobile phones, is it you who is behind the gang?"

Song Keke's face turned pale, and his lips trembled and asked, "I... I answer you, can you not kill me? ā€

"Do you think you still have room for bargaining?" Xia Jiang smiled faintly.

"It's... Be... I sent people in. ā€

"Well, tens of thousands of smuggled Apple mobile phones, the net profit is as high as 10 million, enough to shoot you ten times, so... Die! ā€

As soon as the words fell, Xia Jiang wiped Song Keke's neck with a dagger, Song Keke's eyes widened, covering his neck with his hands, and he couldn't believe that Xia Jiang would kill him if he said he would kill him.

Before he lost his breath, Song Keji shouted hoarsely with his last breath, "You are a policeman!" ā€

After Song Keji lost his breath, Xia Jiang looked at Song Keke's corpse and muttered with a smile.

"I'm not a policeman, I'm a soldier."

After speaking, Xia Jiang walked out of the toilet, and before leaving, he didn't forget to aim Song Keke's neck incision at the toilet, so that the blood would not flow to the floor to attract attention.

At the sink, Xia Jiang washed his bloodstained hands and dagger before walking out of the toilet.

Xia Jiang looked in the direction of the booth, his brows furrowed slightly, and he saw Zhang Qian and Wei Feng staring at Lin Ying's three daughters at some point.

The exit position was blocked by the crowd, and the three girls were forced into a corner and looked at Zhang Qian and the others with disgust.

Even the stunner, who has always been open, has a cold face.

"Wei Feng, I don't want to see you, can you disappear for me immediately?"

"Xiaojiao, I'm for you, both of my arms are broken."

"Asking for hardship!"

Wei Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Without Xia Jiang's company this time, what are you going to do to resist me?" ā€

While speaking, Wei Feng stepped forward and wanted to grab Lin Jiao, but was pushed by Lin Jiao, and then Lin Jiao grabbed the cup on the table and splashed it on Wei Feng's face.

Wei Feng suddenly looked like a chicken in soup, and the drink spilled on his clothes and on his plaster.

In front of so many people, Lin Jiao let Wei Feng lose face, and Wei Feng was suddenly annoyed.

"! Toast without eating and eating penalty wine! Give it to me! Catch them and open the meat tonight! ā€

As soon as Wei Feng's words fell, the two men behind Wei Feng crossed Wei Feng and walked towards Lin Jiao.

Even Zhang Gan's people were in a commotion, Zhang Gan didn't pity the jade, and glanced at several big men behind him, and the big men looked dirty and walked towards Lin Ying and the stunner.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"So many people bullying three girls, what kind of good bird is it? I taught you a lesson last time, and it seems that I didn't work hard enough to remember it! Let's just scrap my feet this time! ā€