Low, crowded shacks line the sea, far from the city and villages, with only a few dim lights.

The gray van slowly stopped at the side of the trail and turned off.

The mourning dog glanced at Qin Yi next to him, and hesitated: "Brother Win, are we ...... Think again? ”

Qin Yi glanced at him with a cold look in his eyes and raised the detonator in his hand.

A few cold sweats flowed from the mourning dog's forehead, and he squeezed out a smile, "I'll do a good job, Brother Win." ”

"Then don't hurry up."

The mourning dog wiped his sweat, got out of the car with weak legs and feet, and hobbled towards the shack.

In contrast to the silence of the surroundings, the shacks are very lively.

A group of people gathered at the table, drinking beer and watching the televised ball game, with occasional cheers and shouts.

"TMD's in!"

"Shoot!"

"Won't you kick it?"

On the couch next to him sat a bald head, about thirty or forty years old, wearing a floral shirt and a large gold chain around his neck.

With a big belly and a fat face, he looks more like a monk than an underworld boss.

Grab a can of beer in your hand and take a sip from time to time.

"Brother Dog!"

"Brother Dog!"

"Brother Dog is back!"

"Uncle Guang, Brother Dog is back."

Seeing the mourning dog appear in the yard, someone immediately greeted him.

The people in the room casually greeted and continued to look at the TV.

Uncle Guang took his eyes off the TV and turned his head to look out the door.

The mourning dog stopped in the shadows outside the door, and did not take a step forward.

"Dog, what are you doing there?" Uncle Guang frowned, "Come in, what's the matter?" ”

"Uncle Guang......"

"How's the hospital order?"

The mourning dog wanted to speak and stopped, still standing in place and refusing to move his steps.

Uncle Guang kicked his eyes and stood up from the sofa.

"The ball is in!"

"Amazing!"

The room erupted in cheers, and almost all of them stood up, flailing their fists excitedly.

"Whoa!"

In the midst of howling celebrations, a crisp sound of glass breaking sounded.

Uncle Guang instinctively felt that something was wrong, and just as he wanted to turn his head, a black shadow stuck behind him, and the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of his head.

"Uncle Guang!"

"Uncle Guang!"

The people in the house instantly woke up, stood up with a "swish", and quickly pulled out their pistols and aimed them at the people behind Uncle Guang.

"Put down the gun!"

"Hit the street, you are looking for death!"

"Shoot him!"

"Don't be impulsive! Don't hurt Uncle Guang! ”

"Leave me alone, shoot him!" Uncle Guang burst into applause.

Seven or eight pistols were pointed at the attacker, and these professional killers showed a fierce expression, and stepped towards Uncle Guang, ready to find an angle to shoot.

"Ding!"

A round grenade fell to the ground, and the killers subconsciously looked at it, and their hearts jumped suddenly, and they took a few steps back.

"Hahahaha!" Qin Yi laughed wildly, and then mocked, "I thought you were really not afraid of death." ”

"Hit the streets! Scare me! ”

"Try again, who is not brave enough!"

"There's a kind of you pulling insurance!"

The killers were ashamed and angry, and shouted not to be outdone.

In the next second, Qin Yi raised a grenade and pulled out the pull ring, "Try?!" ”

The crowded shack fell silent, except for the cheers and roars of the commentary on the television.

Uncle Guang snorted coldly, "Hou Shengzi, which way, Xiangduo?" ”

"Mourning dog, come in!" Qin Yi shouted.

The mourning dog walked in with a pale face, and in the dim light, everyone noticed what was tied to him.

The foul air in the shack froze instantly, as if someone had pressed the pause button, and the killers didn't even dare to breathe for fear of alarming the bomb switch.

Uncle Guang's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he shouted: "Hou Shengzi, are you doing it?" ”

"Get your men to put down their guns!" Qin Yi snorted coldly, "I'll talk to you about a big business." ”

"Are you dreaming, are you trying to bluff me?" Uncle Guang, where is this kind of old fritter willing to be coerced by this.

"I'm just bluffing you, what can you do?" Qin Yi sneered, "You're not afraid of death, I don't know if your brother is afraid." ”

The bomb on the dog suddenly made a "dripping" sound, and the red indicator light on it flashed wildly.

"The bomb countdown has been activated, you have fifteen seconds to think about it!" Qin Yi roared.

The killers looked panicked and looked at Uncle Guang together.

"Ten seconds left!"

"Uncle Guang?! What to do? ”

"Don't put down your gun, he's bluffing you!"

"Nine!"

"Uncle Guang?"

"He didn't dare to blow up!"

"Eight!"

"Uncle Guang!!"

"Calm down, don't panic!"

"Seven!"

"Mourning dog, you TM let the door open!"

"Don't mess around!"

"Six!"

"Brother, let us live!"

"Five!"

"Shame on your mother! I give up! ”

When one person drops the gun, it triggers a chain reaction, and all the killers throw away the gun almost in no particular order, as if they were grabbing a red-hot soldering iron.

Uncle Guang's face turned blue and white for a while, and he seemed to be a little unwilling, and at the same time he was relieved in his heart.

The bombs on the mourning dogs stopped flickering, and the killers were already soaked in cold sweat.

"Good!" Qin Yi showed a weird smile and inserted the safety pin of the grenade back.

Uncle Guang squeezed out a smile and was about to say something.

Suddenly, Qin Yi grabbed Uncle Guang's neck and twisted it violently.

In the disbelief of everyone's eyes, Uncle Guang's smile fell to the floor before it disappeared.

Heavy bodies splashed a cloud of dust, and the killers subconsciously took a step back.

Then there is silence, oppressive silence.

The leader of a killer group, a big man who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, died silently.

Qin Yi raised his head and glanced around, "Do you want to get rich!" ”

“……”

The killers hadn't recovered from the impact just now, and they didn't react when they heard this.

Qin Yi glanced at the mourning dog at the door.

The mourning dog was excited, and immediately shouted: "Who doesn't want to get rich when you come out to mix!" ”

The killers looked at each other, not understanding why things had suddenly turned to this.

"Do you want to get rich?" Qin Yi shouted.

"What are you doing in a daze, are you the richest people on Hong Kong Island!" The mourning dog roared again.

"Do you want to get rich?" Qin Yi raised his voice again.

"Raise your hand if you want to get rich!" The mourning dog was clamoring nearby.

One of the killers hesitantly raised his hand, followed by a second and a third......

"Is there anyone who is not afraid of death!" Qin Yi shouted.

"Who is afraid of death if they come out to sell their lives!"

The killers raised their hands in unison.

"Do you want to get rich with me?" Qin Yi yelled.

"Follow Brother Ying to make a big deal! Is there anything you want to go! The mourning dog was the first to raise his hand.

The killers looked dazed, "What kind of big business?" ”

"Billions of business!" Qin Yi jumped on the table next to him, "You still don't know who I am, mourning dog!" ”

The mourning dog took a deep breath, "Brother Ying robbed the cash transport vehicle of the Financial Authority the day before yesterday, a full 500 million!" ”

The killers looked confused, how much is 500 million?

"I know you don't believe it, but that's okay." Qin Yi sneered, "Everything is fake, only money is real!" ”

"You killers are all hard work, you are willing to work hard, but have you made a fortune?"

The killers were silent for a while, who is still working here to get rich.

"Only by killing a person can you earn tens of thousands of yuan, and you may lose your life at any time, why haven't you made a fortune after working so hard?" Qin Yi glanced at everyone, "That's you guys with the wrong person!" ”

"A business boss will take 50%, the economist will take 10%, and the big brother who leads the team will draw 20%, and it will only be a few dollars in your hands."

These few words directly poked at the dissatisfaction in the hearts of the killers, who were working hard in the wind and rain outside, with their heads pinned to the waistband of their trousers.

As a result, most of the money was earned by Uncle Guang, and it was only a little in their hands.

And once dead, there is no point.

The crippled ones are even worse, they are directly abandoned and left to fend for themselves.

"This brother said well, I've been doing TM for three or four years, and I only earned more than 300,000 yuan, and I don't even have enough money to buy a toilet."

"My younger brother is sick, and the medical expenses cost more than 100,000 yuan, but I only saved 70,000 or 80,000 yuan."

For a time, many killers complained and accused the exploitation of the killer group bosses.

Qin Yi saw that the effect was surprisingly good, and immediately clapped his palms, "Everyone be quiet, listen to me!" ”

All eyes were on him.

"Now the opportunity to make a fortune has come, I have a big business to do!" Qin Yi shook his fist vigorously, "Billions of business." ”

"Don't be exaggerating, it's because knowledge is holding back your dreams." Qin Yi said in a demagogic tone, "Have you ever fantasized about becoming a billionaire, becoming a master, and no longer worrying about money, sports cars, beauties, villas, ......?"

"What's stopping you from getting rich?"

"It's an opportunity!"

"Now an opportunity is in front of you." Qin Yi shouted, "You want to seize this opportunity!" Go get rich! Go and become a billionaire! ”

"Yes!"