Liu Wenqian said briskly, glancing at the bank card with disdain:

"There's only a few million pocket money in it, it's not worth wasting my brain cells to set up a password!"

The shopping guide's face turned pale, and he took the bank card to swipe the order.

Xue Shanshan pouted and said:

"Single-celled organisms, no capital, embarrassed to show off."

"You be louder, people can't hear clearly."

Cheng Ye added oil and vinegar to the side, not forgetting to provoke.

A few minutes later, the shopping guide walked over with his clothes in his right hand and a bank card in his left hand, bowed down, and said respectfully:

"Miss, your clothes, please put away your bank card, welcome to visit next time!"

"Ahahahaha......ha

Liu Wenqian's smiling flowers trembled, and she took the time to glance at Shen Lingfei and Xue Shanshan, and said provocatively:

"See? This is called the ability of money to make the devil grind! ”

Can they afford hundreds of thousands of pieces of clothing?

You know, she used to buy more than 100,000 skirts, and she would be a little distressed.

However, it is different now, because she has Mr. Wang.

The old man, who was nearly fifty years old, was infatuated with her body, and she wanted money, and the two hit it off.

One sells his own flesh, the other sticks his wallet upside down, and you and I want to trade flesh and skin.

Thinking of this, Liu Wenqian's face darkened.

Just now, when she called, Shen Lingfei had a meaningful look in her eyes, which she always remembered.

The shopping guide knelt down and sent away the big Buddha, and when she passed by Shen Lingfei's side, Liu Wenqian rubbed her arm fiercely, and complained in a low voice, with resentment written in her eyes:

"What do you see? I've come to this point, it's all because of you! ”

At the end of the alley, the assistant who disappeared from Yan Chenfeng was leading more than a dozen bodyguards in suits and leather shoes to chase and intercept all the way, blocking all the exits of the alley, and catching turtles in an urn.

After a few days of investigation, he finally found this group of bastards who attacked the ball.

The assistant was dressed in a neat suit, and because of the running along the way, he already looked a little messy.

However, this did not prevent him from making a fierce expression on his face.

The bodyguard behind him cleverly handed over an iron rod, and the assistant took it and shook it in his hand.

The meaningful eyes glanced around the audience, and everywhere he looked, he was silent.

The two bodyguards, one on the left and one on the right, knelt in front of the assistant with the leading boss in the gangsters:

"Boss, what's next?"

The assistant smiled, and the orchid pointed at it, and encouraged:

"Keep it as it is, don't move!"

Cut!

It's just a girl, where can she compare to their boss.

The gangsters were not convinced, and they all turned their heads, not wanting to say anything more.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Immediately afterwards, the assistant's words surprised them.

The blue sky and white day, the silent alleys, as far as the eye can see, there is no one around.

The assistant roared suddenly, raised the iron rod, and slashed down.

A group of thugs watched their boss kneel and beg for mercy, without the former image of mightiness*.

The boss cried bitterly, grabbed tears and snot, and the two bodyguards on his side let go of half a step in disgust, and his hands were still holding each other back, otherwise he would have a chance to resist.

"Ah, don't hit me, don't kill me, I'm afraid it hurts!"

……

The assistant looked around, and the ideal effect of "killing chickens and setting an example to monkeys" had been received:

"Those who dare to break ground on the head of Tai Sui Ye, you are still the first batch. Say, how do you want to die? ”

The kneeling thugs looked at each other, exchanged glances with each other, and they were all silent, bowing their heads, waiting for the verdict of fate. Occasionally, one or two were bold and wanted to resist, but they were also frightened by the five big and three thick bodyguards around them, and they didn't dare to move.

The assistant looked around, counted the number of people, cleared his throat and said:

"The number of people is no problem, since everyone is here, then, let's talk about the relationship between us!"

The boss of the gangster with panda eyes cried bitterly and hurriedly agreed:

"Okay, let's talk about the origin!"

In the past few days, some people have been on the road to find out the whereabouts of him and a group of people under him, and today, as soon as they appeared, they were arrested and forced into this small corner.

At this moment, no one is more depressed than him.

Listening to this man in a suit and leather shoes with small glasses, it seemed that they had done something sorry for each other.

The conscience of heaven and earth, this person looks so ugly, and so vividly interprets the concept of beauty and ugliness, if there is an intersection, it is impossible for him not to know.

"Did you take on a task last week?"

The iron rod struck the palm of the hand, striking the flesh with a deep sound.

The gangster boss looked at the assistant and dropped his head in fright, but he didn't dare to raise it all the time:

"Big brother, we have tasks every day, just in the past few days, we have taken over more than a dozen, you said last week's things, how do I know?"

Frustrated!

The gangster who was kneeling couldn't help but think of this word in his heart.

"Huh!"

Is this the rhythm of not giving up on the Yellow River?

The assistant said in his heart and kept reminding him:

"It should have been a man or woman who contacted you and asked you to drive into a little girl in kindergarten, remember?"

After Yan Chenfeng ordered him to investigate the real culprit, he carefully analyzed the people who might attack Qiuqiu.

Through layers of screening and elimination, in the end, the target was locked on Liu Wenqian and Qiu Yunqing.

If nothing can be found on these two people, he really has to give up.

"This ......"

The man's eyes lit up, he thought of something, looked at the situation in front of him, and closed his mouth wisely:

"I, I can't remember!"

There are many people on the other side, and judging from the scene, you can know how much they attach importance to the safety of the little girl.

If the people who hired them were enemies, then he and the group of people under his hands, although they did not directly lead the whole thing, still participated in it and played a vital role......

The murderer was executed, what good fate could they have as the "murder weapon" held in the hands of the murderer?

Therefore, it is categorically impossible to admit this matter.

The gangster boss is worthy of being the leader, standing out from a group of people and sitting firmly in the first place.

It's a pity, he met the assistant of the monkey spirit this time, and he was destined to fall here and collapse.

He never imagined that every movement of his face, including the subtle expression movements on his face and eyes, would be seen by the other party without leakage.

"Can't remember?"

The assistant saw the signs and knew that he was trying to avoid answering the question.

The gangster boss nodded "honestly" and tried his best to clear up the relationship.

"Since you still don't want to say it, then I won't force you!"