After Zeng Rui opened the suitcase, he revealed the neatly placed 500,000 federal currencies inside, looked up at Zhong Wen, and his eyes were cold: "Our Ye Ji is definitely not as good as you Zhong Wen, after all, we can't monopolize the thief market in the entire north of the city." However, we are poor and poor, and we are not short of your hundreds of thousands of dirty money. 250,000 in cash, plus your car in the early 200,000s, plus a morning's interest, 500,000 is all here! ”

"Plus!" Zeng Rui paused slightly, and then spoke again with a smile on his face: "Your brother wants to kill me with a gun, and you take 500,000 yuan to make a mess, this is the attitude you have to talk about?" Do you think your brother's life is only worth 500,000, or me? ”

Zhong Wen flatly denied it: "The car and money are not compensation, I invited you Ye Ji to drink tonight, and what I want to talk to you about is compensation." Boss Wu, you have to lift the table as soon as you come over, is this attitude a little too much? ”

In Zhong Wen's opinion, the reason why Zeng Rui made such a set of scenes was nothing more than wanting to ask him for two more money. Outside, Zhong Wen's business can indeed be called a bargain, and he is never willing to let his company suffer any losses.

But to put it bluntly, he really loves this stupid brother who depends on him for his life. Now that Ye Ji is still willing to take money to talk about things, his heart has settled down a lot. At the very least, there is still talk to be done about it.

"Zila!"

Zeng Rui, who was wearing a wide sportswear today, directly pulled his clothes off.

Zeng Rui was shirtless, revealing obvious muscle lines and gauze that wrapped half of his body.

"I've been fucked like this by your brother, and you still call me to drink? Is it to step on a horse and prepare to talk about compensation or to make up for the knife? Zeng Rui raised his head and raised his eyebrows.

“……”

Zhong Wen, who was not good at words, was scolded by Zeng Rui like a cannonball, and with a certain amount of action points, he couldn't answer the phone a little.

"Boss Wu, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, everyone eats on the same plate, there's no need to make the scene so ugly, right?"

The one who spoke was a bald middle-aged man who opened a small hotel on Changle Avenue, and in his early years, he was also the No. 1 bastard in Jinsha District. Later, after discovering that his ability was limited and enterprising was insufficient, he opened a small hotel with a lot of heart to make ends meet.

Although he is not rich and rich, he is okay compared to those companions who have been imprisoned or have returned to heaven.

In addition, his qualifications are there, and he usually has something to do on the north road of the city, and he likes to invite him to come over and be a peacemaker.

To sum up, it is what ability you don't have but feel good about yourself.

Today, he was also invited by Zhong Wen to come over, so in this situation like the one in front of him, he really should stand up and say a few words.

"Aren't you the boss of the dog who opened a small hotel on Changle Avenue and specialized in partnering with people to make immortals jump? Why did this negotiation on the road bring you out? What's the matter, you're not too young, and you still have to shovel society from scratch? ”

As soon as the bald middle-aged man finished speaking, Xiaohu, who was sitting on the side, picked up the words and replied very secretly.

"You ......" The bald middle-aged man's face turned red, and he couldn't find a point to refute it.

Because Xiaohu's two sentences are indeed in his arms, for Xiaohu, a famous hungry ghost in the north of the city, which store can play and which store can't play, it is really clear.

The immortal jumping incident he mentioned was really not fabricated out of thin air, but it was true. This made the bald middle-aged man choked his life and couldn't speak.

"Which crotch zipper is not pulled properly, and you are released, is this your little cub to speak!"

The burly man who opened his mouth was standing behind the bald middle-aged man, it was the clerk he brought, and he didn't run on the road, it was entirely because the bald middle-aged man looked at his five big and three thick statues, and felt that he was quite imposing, so he brought it over to scare and scare people.

"Smack!"

Xiaohu slapped the imitation Liusi pinned to his back waist on the table, licked his lips and replied: "Come, you repeat what you just said." If I can't put you in the pot and add a dish to your eldest brother, I'll kneel on the ground and kowtow three times to the people here, what do you think? ”

I have to say that this person loves to learn, and in daily interactions, he will imperceptibly imitate and learn from people around him who think they are role models.

For example, the little tiger who follows Zeng Ruiyida every day, waiting to be fed and hungry to absorb knowledge, is indeed a dead shoulder in terms of temperament now!

made the paper tiger man, who was already useless, shrink immediately.

His face changed greatly, and he took two steps back, if it weren't for the warning from the bald middle-aged boss's eyes, he would have taken the initiative to kowtow to Ye Ji's gang at this time.

Seeing that his subordinates were so cowardly, the bald middle-aged man's face was naturally not good-looking: "Boss Wu, let's talk about things, what do you mean by letting your subordinates dance with me with knives?" Does this have his share in speaking? If so......"

But before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Zeng Rui: "I'm curious about riding a horse, which JB are you?" I opened my mouth and closed my mouth and said to eat on the same plate with me, if I want to eat, if you want to eat, you have to stand and watch first, and wait for Lao Tzu to leave before you can eat, you know? ”

The bald middle-aged man never expected that the younger brother had a hot temper, and the eldest brother's temper was even worse, and he was in a state of confusion.

"Whoa!"

Zeng Rui stood up directly, opened the insurance that Xiaohu put on the table to imitate June Fourth, pointed to the bald middle-aged man's forehead and shouted, "You talk to me? You JB deserve to talk to me too? When my brother speaks, you only deserve to kneel and obey when you step on a horse, do you understand! ”

The bald middle-aged man who was pointed at by Zeng Rui with a gun sweated instantly, he didn't expect that in the past, everyone would give more or less face, why did it suddenly not work today.

I didn't think clearly, I should have an attitude of negotiating to solve the problem when I could have sat at a table and eaten, why did this group of young people carry guns......

It's all habit that kills people! Now the bald middle-aged man who was put on the fire and had nowhere to escape was eager to find a crack in the ground to get in......

"I ......" The bald middle-aged man wanted to say two words begging for mercy, but he was a little resistant in his heart, how much he hoped that Zhong Wen and the others could stand up and say two words at this moment, but under the deterrence of imitation of June Fourth in Zeng Rui's hands, no one seemed to answer at all. If it weren't for the fact that he was still sitting on the stool, his somewhat limp legs would have made him lie on the ground......

"I don't want to hear any nonsense from you right now, I count to three, either you kneel or your head blooms!"

Zeng Rui, who was holding an imitation of June Fourth, had an indifferent expression, and his words were loud.