Seven o'clock in the evening.

Golden Harvest Street.

Hair stop stall.

A Lexus sedan made a sensation at the accelerator, the engine roared and stopped on the side of the road, Ma Tsai got out of the car and pulled the car door, and the man in a suit and tie strode out of the car.

He looked left and right and tugged at the hem of his suit, walked over to the parking boy, and pulled a stack of bills out of his pocket.

One by one, two and three were slapped in front of the parking boy, and he was very arrogant: "Take care of the car, otherwise I will break your leg." ”

"Oh."

The parking boy pouted.

That's when it happened.

The car sounded, the red Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of them, and Wu Zhihui, who was also in a suit and leather shoes, walked down.

"Brother Hui!"

When the parking boy saw Wu Zhihui coming, he casually said to Ma Ba: "Then you have to wait a minute, my brother Hui is here." He directly abandoned Mao Ba and walked towards Wu Zhihui: "Brother Hui, you are so handsome today, so beautiful, the white shirt and black suit are simply tailor-made for you." ”

"Stinky boy, can talk."

Wu Zhihui took out a stack of banknotes and gave it to the parking boy, which was much more generous than the eight shots: "Take it and drink tea with the brothers at night." ”

"Brother Xie Hui!"

The parkman got into the car and drove away.

"Pounce on your grandmother."

He opened his mouth and cursed, secretly remembering this parking boy, and let him get out of the way when he took over the turf after tonight.

"Starling."

Wu Zhihui walked up to Mao Ba and greeted him: "Wow, it's the first time I've seen you wearing a suit and tie, beautiful." ”

Wu Zhihui, who is 1.8 meters tall, is like a hanger, his angular face is handsome, and his temperament rises straight up when he wears a suit.

But the eight next to him are different, the height of 1.75 meters is also very good, but the figure is seriously out of shape, with a big belly and a round figure, and the potted face is unstoppably greasy, and the contrast is obvious.

"Humph!"

Mao Ba snorted coldly, pursed his lips, not salty or light: "You are not bad, the peace and order are all open, noisy and favorable." He shook off his suit and walked towards Jin Huiting.

"Huh."

The corners of Wu Zhihui's mouth were slightly raised, and he didn't care about it, muttering secretly: "I'm still here when I'm dying, I don't know how thick the sky is." ”

The lift goes all the way up.

The two entered the suite one after the other.

In the suite.

Ren Qingtian put his arm around Ah Mei and sat at the table playing cards with Feilong and his party, and several henchmen sat in the corner and smoked.

"Brother Tian, Uncle Xing, Brother Funeral, Brother Feilong..."

Mao Ba and Wu Zhihui greeted each other one by one, and then consciously walked to the corner, these two little talkers were not qualified to sit over.

"Well, here we are."

Ren Qingtian snapped his fingers and shouted at Ma Ba: "Bazai, come, come and play a few laps with us." ”

There was also one empty spot at the table.

"Okay."

The baba grinned, and did not forget to glance at Wu Zhihui proudly, sat down with a fart, and played cards with them.

"Kill!"

Ah Mei opened the cards and excitedly hooked her hand at them: "Come on, come on, give money, big guys." ”

"Huh."

Da Fu threw the cards on the table with a depressed face: "Sister-in-law is so lucky tonight, I have all paid for my hard work." Then he looked at Mao Ba: "Mao Ba, you are quite clever, you know how to follow your sister-in-law to buy a village." ”

"Hey, hey."

Mao Ba smiled with a low-key attitude: "Eat with Brother Tian." ”

"Zhuang!"

Da Fu snorted coldly, grabbed the banknote and continued to press the village.

Wu Zhihui and the group of Spicy Chicken sat in the corner smoking, looking at the few people sitting at the table.

It was the first time he had come into contact with these people.

Uncle Xing, an old man with white hair, glasses, and a good citizen.

Wyvern, hair pressed short against the scalp, not tall but muscles swelled, under the buttons of the open white shirt, the golden dragon tattooed on the chest loomed.

Looking at the trend of this dragon, it must be the dragon body buckle shoulder, the more common on the road is the cross-arm dragon, the buckle shoulder dragon is not a big guy Few people dare to tattoo.

The funeral is the most conspicuous, taller than Wu Zhihui, sitting there full of momentum, with a short hair, an angular face, and enough manliness, but the face reveals a ruthlessness, very fierce.

The big gold chain with the thickness of a little thumb hanging around his neck is very conspicuous, looking at this big gold chain, he can't help but think of his strong brother who has hit the street.

Well...

Seeing things and thinking about people, Wu Zhihui couldn't help but feel heavy.

Brother Qiang has gone all the way, but don't worry, I have already helped you make reasonable use of your big gold chain.

"Brother Tian, the banquet is ready."

Jin Huiting's manager beckoned a few people: "You can sit down and start the table." ”

"Okay, let's stop here."

Ren Qingtian nodded, several people changed positions, and the eighth was about to retire, but was stopped by Ren Qingtian in the main seat, and stretched out his hand to point to the corner seat opposite: "You also have a seat today." ”

The corner seat is generally a seat that is fixed in the position where the food is served, and it is a companion seat.

"Eh, okay, thank you, Brother Tian!"

The smile on the face of the eight is getting richer and richer, and there are seats for dinner, it seems that his position is stable today.

He looked at Wu Zhihui, who was sitting in the corner with Spicy Chicken and his party, who was not qualified to serve at the table, and glared at him.

Mai Ba sat down in the position and looked at Ren Qingtian's sister-in-law Ah Mei, Ah Mei noticed Mao Ba's eyes, and responded with a smile, which made Mao Ba feel more confident.

Open the meal.

Everyone pushed their cups and changed lamps and began to eat.

Ren Qingtian chatted with Feilong and his party to the fullest, but he couldn't interject, and he didn't dare to stretch out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, so he could only drink with wine.

"Today is Ah Mei's life."

Ren Qingtian took a sip of wine and put down the glass: "So call everyone together for a meal, and talk about things by the way." ”

"Didn't my sister-in-law celebrate her birthday a few months ago?"

Ma Baguang drank and didn't eat food, so he burped and said: "But it's just right, sister-in-law's life, we who are small must have something to say, sister-in-law, I'll give you a big profit when I go back, go buy some high-end clothes." ”

"Smack!"

Uncle Xing slapped on the table and stared at Mao Ba: "Mao Ba, you have no brains?" What do you think of your sister-in-law? The big star around you? Sister-in-law needs you to give money to buy clothes?! ”

"Ahh Yes, yes. ”

He sweated on his forehead and nodded busily.

"Huh."

The mourning sat sideways and smoked, looking like he was watching a play.

The Wyvern pouted and shrugged, but did not speak.

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay, since Bazai has money, let him out, just save a fortune."

Ren Qingtian raised his head and laughed, looked at the smiling Bianba, and stared at him with a smile: "But you reminded me, Ah Mei did have a birthday a few months ago, so is it okay for me to celebrate my birthday today?" ”

"When. . . Of course. ”

He nodded with sweat on his forehead, realized that he had said the wrong thing, and slapped the horse's ass on the horse's leg.

"That's good."

Ren Qingtian stood up with his thighs pressed, walked behind Mao Ba, pressed his shoulders with both hands, and looked at him with a smile: "Since I passed my life today, what kind of gift are you going to give me?" ”

Sitting alone in a seat with someone behind them with their hands on your shoulders is actually a very insecure body movement.

"Huh."

With a smiling face, he turned his head to look at Ren Qingtian who was smiling: "As long as Brother Tian is happy, you can send anything." ”

"Okay, then I'll mention it."

Ren Qingtian nodded happily, and his eyes swept over the Feilong and other people present: "Don't have more, then give me five million." ”

Mao Ba was stunned when he heard this.

The smile on Ren Qingtian's face suddenly disappeared, and he turned to a fierce face, picked up the wine bottle and paper towel on the table and smashed it on the head of Mi Ba.

The wine bottle shattered, and his head collapsed on the table as if he had been hit by a car.

"Shovel!"

Ren Qingtian lifted the mouth cloth on the table and covered the head of the man, grabbed the meat cutting knife with both hands and stabbed it directly.