"Oily Noodles" are dead.

died quietly, not even the last hum came out. Under the hands of a locust, it is not even as troublesome as pinching an ant to death.

The locust clapped his hands and stepped over the corpse of the "oily head and flour face".

"I know some of you are not convinced, but I saw it just now." The locust's gaze swept over the remaining fifteen people, and his tone was domineering and arrogant, leaving no emotion at all.

"I, locusts, are in this field, and it doesn't take much effort to pinch you to death, and some of you must have heard of me. If you're still lucky, give it a try. ”

Of course, no one is stupid enough to challenge locusts. At least one-on-one, no one dares to do that.

The proprietress saw that the situation had finally stabilized, and her confidence also rose. She straightened her slender neck, stepped out of her voluptuous thighs, and took a few steps back to the center of the stage, her glass raised.

"Everyone, I don't mean to offend, but now I think everyone knows that the locusts have cooperated with the mortars, and we have measured the reason for making money together. Since then, there is no such thing as dividing, everyone does their own thing, and if there is meat, they will eat meat together, and if they have wine, then they will raise a glass and drink together. ”

The proprietress said this beautifully enough, and her words calmed everyone present. After she finished speaking, she drank the wine in one gulp, the bitter taste slid down her throat, and the proprietress staggered a few steps to steady.

The people who come to this ballroom are smart people and lucky people. They will not fail to understand the truth of the proprietress words, and they will know the weight of locusts. If even he is willing to surrender, maybe he will really return to the courage and strength of the past.

Seeing the tragic situation of "oily head and flour", his face was black, his neck and forehead were blue, and he was obviously suffocated and drowned. They know that it is not difficult to kill a person. But to be like a locust, pinching the throat with one hand and suffocating a living person to death, not everyone has such strength and ruthlessness.

Of course, no one spares their lives, at least not here.

Therefore, due to the obscenity of the locusts, no one dared to say the word "no" out loud, let alone say it out loud, even the eyebrows, nose and eyes, and even the mouth moved, they didn't dare to think about it.

The ballroom is so quiet.

Until one speaks up.

"Everyone does business, and makes money in harmony, as long as we continue to make money, this is easy to discuss, and we still follow the usual, the boss lady's place is the principal, and it will be divided into forty."

Everyone looked at each other, and it was the "crooked lion" who spoke.

He is smaller than a locust, and does not look like a species. Locusts have naturally seen the "crooked lion", and when they first saw it, the head of the "crooked lion" was not "crooked". He also doesn't know when it started, the head of the "crooked lion", "crooked".

Although his head is crooked, the phrase "crooked lion" makes a lot of sense. It was even more meaningful for a few frightened people in the dance hall to see it, and some of them still had the note in their hands and took it out one after another. It doesn't matter if they cut out a few pieces of land, or if they take a few percent, as long as they can save a life at this time, they are willing.

"You said it's forty percent." The locust tilted his neck and looked at the "lion", and in his eyes, this strange old man was not like this. The younger "lion" has drooping hair but is blonde, and he is an exotic half-breed who does not have the same dry tan skin as Southeast Asians, so he now looks more like a child.

But the young "lion" really looks like a lion.

"All I can say is sadness." Locusts

sighed. "I can't imagine that everyone has a time when they are old, and the glory of the past is old now, and it is just a mouse-eyed, ugly maggot."

Of course, the "crooked lion" couldn't be angry, but he couldn't even say a word of rebuttal. The older he gets, the more he regrets his life, his face is pale, and he shiveres and stretches out five dry fingers as he looks at the face of the locust's haze.

"We'll split the account fifty-fifty, locusts, and you have one share for each person." For the first time in history, the "crooked lion" spat out the meat it had eaten.

This is already quite a concession and share for the locusts. However, the locusts did not even look at it, and their eyes were full of disdain. This murderous and bloodthirsty demon king has not been overly interested in money from the beginning.

At this time, the proprietress spoke.

"You don't have to be so nervous, since it's a business, there's always room for it." The proprietress let go of her breathtaking aura, and her tone suddenly became soft and tactful, and she spoke like a song. "I said, is it really like everyone thinks, to force people to death and take people's jobs? Not necessarily. Brother Locust was cleaning the portal just now, I'm afraid it didn't scare you. ”

The proprietress smiled and clapped her hands, and a few more people came out of the back of the ballroom.

Everyone was amazed and puzzled, and the proprietress continued.

"Since everyone thinks that the division is not fair, in order to avoid such a thing as 'oily noodles' again, the big guys don't want to see blood, and doing business honestly is the duty, isn't it?"

The proprietress said with a smile.

"I have a shallow idea here, although it is not a big organization, but it has controlled the channels in Southeast Asia, I know that you may have in your hands similar to the arrangement of 'oily noodles', each other's lives, and we have also checked the details of our place."

The proprietress twisted her waist, gracefully walked, and swayed in front of everyone.

"I'm afraid you'll have all of my underwear checked." The proprietress smiled, made a meat joke, and her expression suddenly became serious again. "I won't tell you anything, I have an idea, which not only takes care of your business, ensures your income, but also prevents the big guys from arguing all day long for this small amount of money."

The proprietress said these words, her eyes were like silk. But everyone knows in their hearts, this "one or two percent" is not a small money, the head is not broken, the blood is not shed, and it is even more nonsense.

However, no one dared to really refute it. Even if they have the confidence to make trouble with the trap, who can guarantee that they are not the second "pink peacock"? And the second master of "Pink Peacock" deliberately raised his eyebrows as if he wanted to prove it.

"In the future, when you do business, you will have your own income, and you will not interfere with each other. What a commission for this, then fuck it, don't want it. The proprietress said with a smile on her face.

When the fifteen people heard this, they were a little confused.

What is the rationale for this? How can anyone bargain, not to lower the pressure, but to raise the high? They didn't believe it when they were killed, the proprietress who had always buckled the rope could give up such a big piece of fat directly.

The first one who did not believe was the "crooked lion".

"Mingren doesn't say secret words, boss lady, what tricks are you playing with us?"

The hostess did not answer.

"Not only that, as long as we cooperate with us, we will not only not ask about all the income in the future, but also take out one, including our own share

Half, support to all of you. ”

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar.

Of course. The proprietress said this, listening to it on the surface, it is simply an amnesty in the world, and it is also a great benefit for all gangs. But who knows what the trap is?

The proprietress laughed again, and when she heard the laughter, the locust acted. He hurried to the back door of the ballroom, where it stood motionless.

"We trade fairly, and we are not bullied, and we are not reluctant." The proprietress smiled and said: "As long as you cooperate with us in the future, I have also said these benefits, and everyone will weigh them themselves." If you don't think it's appropriate, go out through the door, and I won't stop you. ”

After the proprietress said this, she stopped talking.

Everyone looked at the locusts at the door, with this guy standing at the door, who would dare to go out?

Although they didn't dare to go out, the leaders of these gangs didn't intend to be caught just like that. On the contrary, to a certain extent, the death of "oily noodles" has intensified this layer of contradictions.

Now everyone's hearts are uneasy, they are worried, they are afraid, they are uneasy. Maybe the next one to be killed by the locusts was himself, but even so, no one dared to resist, no one could resist.

"Cooperation." It seems like a long time has passed, and then it doesn't seem to be. Finally someone dared to speak, or the "lion with a crooked head", he tilted his head and asked. "What kind of cooperation is cooperation? I wonder why he is willing to concede so much of a stake. ”

He asked cautiously, for fear of angering him.

The date that was originally absolutely safe, the date in which the various forces checked and balanced each other, just because of the appearance of locusts, completely broke this balance. Now they are not only afraid of the invincible force of the locusts, but also what kind of strength they have at this time.

"Cooperation." The proprietress smiled and said. "It's very simple, didn't I just say that. If you have money, everyone earns it together, and if you have meat, everyone eats it together. Southeast Asia is the world's largest hotbed market, where there are many people and the gang has done nothing. So if you want to do something, of course, everyone has to help each other. ”

The "crooked lion" nodded.

"But boss, haven't we been working together all along? You provide us with channels, provide safe routes and the support of the dark web, we are divided into these dozen or twenty large and small gangs, control the entire market, this money, you get four ...... Fifty percent, isn't it also cooperation? ”

Hearing the words dark web, Feng Yuan suddenly woke up. It's not the first time he's heard the word, and the last time was with Li Yi.

"Deep cooperation." The proprietress said quietly. "What you do is the same, but there is no need for everyone to be divided and go their own way, since what you are doing is one thing, doing the same business, and tying a rope, why do you want to break it down? Isn't it good to work together? ”

After the proprietress said this, the wolf ambition of the wolf was really exposed, and these shrewd and sophisticated fifteen people really realized that they were not in a routine "date", but fell into the trap of the proprietress step by step.

I want to swallow these big and small gangs directly in one bite, and the family is dominant!

As soon as they thought of this, beads of sweat rolled down the foreheads of the remaining fifteen people in the dance hall, and they finally understood that this proprietress who was slamming the door was not only not doing charity, but also wanted to do it to an end.