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At night, the starry sky shines.

Bi Ziwen was alone, the suit he wore was straight, his hair was shiny, he could smell the faint smell of hair wax when he smelled it from a distance, he walked out of the hotel slowly with his leather bag, Bi Ziwen didn't pick up the car, he didn't take a taxi, and he walked slowly on the street.

In the distance, a rented Toyota domineering man, a strong man sitting there, looked at Bi Ziwen's figure, and said to the two people behind: "Walk, walk, the car is useless, you two go down with him."

"him straight away." A strong man looked at the cold sky and scolded and said.

"It's Shanghai.. Do you think it's your tunzi, kill someone, stuff the kang cave, and no one will find out for years."

“...... ."

"Don't ink, drop it." The strong man who was driving urged again, and the two strong men turned around and got out of the car.

200 million funds, for Bi Ziwen, it can be talked about, but he will definitely not die, he has invested a lot of real estate over the years, stores, shops, luxury cars, the big brother who drives Bentley in the city, just him, it can be seen that the financial resources are indeed abundant, these 200 million funds, withdrawing out may affect him for a period of time, but for three or five years, Bi Ziwen is still the same Bi Ziwen, and his financial resources are still above anyone in Shenyang.

Although Bi Ziwen can live in business, and he can live very well, but his heart is dead...

The more some people are frustrated, the stronger their fighting spirit, the more they want to turn over, the more they press the spring, the more elastic they are, the sooner such people will return to the king, even if they can't reach the peak state, they are definitely above many people, such as Shi Yuzhu of the giant......

And some people are limited in their bodies and brains, and they can't withstand devastating mental blows, like steel bars, and they are broken, except for re-cooking, even if they use the bull on TV, they are said to be smeared with some glue on their buttocks, and they can drag Dongfanghong away.......

Of course, Bi Ziwen is a little stronger than Song Huizong, Song Huizong can mortgage his imperial concubine, princess, more than 7,000 people, for people's enjoyment, Bi Ziwen will definitely not be able to do this, although his heart is like ashes when he is hit by failure. He has no intention of making a comeback, but at the very least, he wants to play a final madness... The final revenge...

Out of the hotel, Bi Ziwen walked slowly on the street, breathed in the cold air, took out the phone, and dialed the first number.

"Huh.. How did you remember to call me.."

"I'm leaving." Bi Ziwen said straight to the point.

"Where to go." The voice on the phone was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise.

"Vietnam.."

"Waterways."

"Hmm.."

"Tomorrow night there is a wave of boats. Yunnan, Beilun River on the water, someone on the way, to Vietnam to the water." The voice on the phone said slowly.

"I'm going to go alone. Not together." Bi Ziwen thought for a moment and frowned and said.

"Twenty people in one trip, more than 300,000 people, you pay for it yourself." The voice on the phone was stunned again.

"Hmm."

"Hehe.Okay.9.40 in the evening.You go to the Beilun River.Kongjia Ferry and wait for me.I'll give you the account number later.Pay a deposit of 100,000 in cash.Say in advance.The boat will arrive at 10 o'clock.Wait for you in ten minutes.If people don't come, we'll leave.But the money won't be returned." The voice on the phone told me that I didn't ask a word that I shouldn't have asked.

"So be it." Bi Ziwen didn't even think about it, and directly agreed.

"Okay."

After Bi Ziwen hung up the phone, he dialed a number again without pausing.

"I'm here." A bold voice on the phone asked with a smile.

“...... I'm not going to ink with you, I'm going to have some trouble, I'm going to get some lineup." Bi Ziwen was silent for a moment, and said lightly.

"Hehe, what, I want to play some underground work, it's inconvenient to use people in Shenyang." The voice on the phone was stunned for a moment, and asked slowly.

"It's not something you can do alone." Bi Ziwen thought for a moment.

"That's not going to work, huh."

"I'll pay twice as much." Bi Ziwen glared at the scarlet eyes and said indifferently.

"How many."

"5.6 of them.."

"When?"

"Tomorrow."

"Where to go."

"Vietnam.."

"It's a little far, no one is going to go, I'll call and ask." The voice on the phone asked a few words, and said a little uninterested.

"Needless to say, you should be happy, I will be more painful, the people are in place, I will give you another 300,000 yuan for tea." Bi Ziwen doesn't think about money at all now.

"Okay then, you've said that, what else can I say?"

"That's it. I'll answer the phone."

"Okay.."

After Bi Ziwen finished contacting this wave of people, he walked into a ramen restaurant in a street shop, first found a place to sit down, and then took his mobile phone and sent a text message.

"Tick Bell Ring.."

In less than ten minutes, the phone came back, Bi Ziwen was sweaty, wiped with his hand, and connected the phone.

"Brother Wen......."

"Do you know about Shanghai?" Bi Ziwen asked lightly, without any expression.

"Just knew." The voice on the phone was silent for a long time, and he said slowly.

"Okay, I believe." Bi Ziwen held the hand of chopsticks, paused, took a bite of noodles, and continued: "Ming'er, I'm leaving."

The voice on the "......." phone did not speak.

"But I can't go by myself, I have to take Meng Fei with me, I can't leave him." Bi Ziwen still said lightly.

"Brother... Are there still fewer people who have died in this matter? It's been so long.. Who the wins... Who wins.. Caesar is crippled, one is dead, and he is riddled with all kinds of lawsuits. What about you, Lao Zhao is also dead... Shi Wei also died. Can't you see what happened in Shanghai? Meng Fei is not alone.. The people standing behind him pulled out of the crowd alone. You can eat to death." The voice on the phone gritted his teeth and said excitedly.

"Smack..."

"That's enough..."Bi Ziwen slammed the table, sat on the chair, trembled, roared, and the people around him looked at him in surprise in an instant.