Chapter 17: Don't thank you Brother Xiao Ming?

In the car, Li Ziqing drove the car, and Yu Zhile sat in the co-pilot, smoking a cigarette.

He listened to the young man's plan, his eyes flickering slightly.

"You're tougher than I thought you would."

"Of course, if you do it, no kidding, you can at least get the permission to control the third ghost at the headquarters."

"Even if I don't help you control the second ghost, you can rely on this to enter the headquarters and ask for the second ghost."

The Imperial City Club has not many members, a total of four, and a total of five ghost handlers in the president.

The Rose Club is the same, with five Ghost Riders in equal measure, including Night Rose, of course.

If Li Ziqing really did it, then the best outcome would be that he used the eight ghosts as a stepping stone to enter the headquarters and become an Interpol.

At worst, he entered the headquarters with seven ghosts.

Seven ghosts are enough for the headquarters to see Li Ziqing's ability clearly.

"The headquarters helped me control the ghosts, that's still forgotten, the success rate of more than 20 percent is no different from sending me to death, I have only gambled on luck once along the way, but I know very well that I can't be as lucky as that time every time." Li Ziqing looked ahead, his eyes sharp.

"After the deed is done, if the Night Rose does not die, I will take six ghosts, you take two, and if the Night Rose dies, you will take three." Li Ziqing said.

"Yes."

"By the way, let me introduce myself, my name is Wang Xiaoming, you can call me Brother Xiaoming." Yu Zhile touched his eyes, and the ghost eyes in his body had a special feeling.

It looks like it's going to give birth.

One to two? Or three?

Yu Zhile guessed in his heart, he only wanted to know now whether his ghost eyes were a pair, if so, then the rest of the matter would be much easier, and he might save one or two ghosts.

The ghost is still very valuable and useful.

"Wang Xiaoming? What a casual name. Li Ziqing's eyes flickered slightly.

"I'm certainly not the first person to say that, am I?" He looked at Yu Zhile and asked with a smile.

"Indeed, you are not the first and will not be the last." Yu Zhile exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes flickered, to be honest, he wanted to see who dared to curse this name.

That old guy in Dajing City will not leave Dajing City, but there are exceptions to everything.

"Just your name, normal." Li Ziqing echoed.

The car drove for a while and stopped, Li Ziqing got out of the car and casually threw a car key to a doorman who came running.

Yu Zhile got out of the car and looked at the Imperial City Club in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly.

The two of them did not speak, but walked in together.

Yu Zhile walked behind Li Ziqing and did not stand side by side with him.

Walking into the hall and taking the elevator, they came to the underground hall.

The moment their elevator door opened, four pairs of gloomy eyes looked at each other.

The hall is dark, but it doesn't interfere with view.

Four people, three people gathered at the bar, and one person sat on the sofa, far apart.

The distinction is clear.

According to the previous discussion, Li Ziqing introduced, "Wang Xiaoming, newcomer, it was he who robbed the two ghosts of the Rose Club, and now he is a member of our Imperial City Club." ”

Hearing Li Ziqing's words, the eyes of the four people changed slightly, and they began to look Yu Zhile up and down.

Yu Zhile's expression was calm, and he was also looking at the four people, but the focus was on the young man sitting on the sofa.

He is his target, Li Ziqing's cousin, who was added to the cousin who was sold.

"You get to know each other, and you'll be colleagues from now on." Saying that, Li Ziqing smiled, glanced at Yu Zhile, didn't say anything more, and walked towards the stairs.

With Li Ziqing leaving, the atmosphere in the hall changed slightly.

The young man sitting on the sofa suddenly stood up and left with Li Ziqing.

As the young man left, the three people sitting at the bar had thoughtful eyes in their eyes.

Then, a man with red hair with a wine glass, who looked to be about twenty-five or sixteen years old, was the first to speak, "You're the one who robbed the two ghosts of the Rose Club?" ”

"It doesn't look good."

The man walked over with a wine glass and looked Yu Zhile up and down.

"Brother, did you make a lot of money this time? How much did it sell? ”

"Two ghosts are worth a lot of money."

The man asked meaningfully.

Yu Zhile looked at the man and didn't say a word, like an angry bag.

Seeing that Yu Zhile didn't speak, a slight smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and the three people at the bar had some playfulness in their eyes.

"Newcomer, do you know the rules?" The man asked suddenly.

"What rules?" Yu Zhile asked suspiciously.

"It's good to meet and share, you got such a big bargain, it's not too much for you to eat meat and give us a mouthful of soup."

"Don't worry, we don't want much, you can give us 10 million for one person, and the four of us are only 40 million, which is just a little soup that doesn't hurt for you."

The man looked at Yu Zhile with a smile, stretched out his hand to pat Yu Zhile's shoulder, and at the same time he continued, "Build a good relationship with your seniors, and we will take you to eat and drink spicy ......."

But before the words were finished, the man's face changed suddenly, and the hand stretched out to Yu Zhile's shoulder was motionless as if it was down.

A blood-red eye suddenly appeared, staring directly at the man.

Yu Zhile looked calm, took out a golden pistol and put it on the man's head.

"You want to attack me when you meet, what do you mean by that?"

Yu Zhile glanced at the stiff and motionless hand, there was some murderous intent in his eyes, if he was patted on the shoulder just now, he would be attacked by a ghost.

I don't have much time in the first place, and if he gets it like this, the recovery of the ghost will be directly much earlier.

The man's pupils shrank slightly, and just as he wanted to say something, Yu Zhile's next sentence made his face change.

"Forget it, I don't want to hear it."

Bang~!

The gun rang out, and the man's eyes were full of disbelief, and he couldn't believe that it was true, and the young man in front of him, who looked less than twenty, really dared to shoot.

But the sharp pain in his forehead let him know that it was all true.

"Huh? Still alive? Yu Zhile looked at his gun in surprise, it was not fake.

The next moment, a barrage of gunfire rang out.

The bullet was emptied, and seven bloody holes appeared in the man's head.

The man's expression twisted, "You're looking for death!" ”

"It's so hard to kill." Yu Zhile muttered.

He took out a pair of special fingers from his pocket and put them on his hands.

"You...... What do you want! The man's distorted expression instantly turned frightened.

"What? Of course, it is to let you understand what rules are. ”

Poof~!

The finger tiger smashed directly into the man's face, his eyes burst instantly, and several holes suddenly appeared on his face.

As before, no blood came out.

The man was beaten to the ground, Yu Zhile stepped on the man's body, and without hesitation, he began to put his hands up and down, fists into the flesh.

Suddenly, the man's wail sounded, and from the time the shot was fired to the present, it was no more than ten seconds to be full.

Neither of the two people at the bar had reacted.

"Rules, you tell me rules?"

"Lao Tzu's rules are rules, newcomer? is also a special newcomer, called Lao Tzu Xiao Ming! ”

Poof~! Poof~!

The sound of flesh being beaten through the hall sounded in the hall, and in less than a minute, the man was not human, his head was directly a rotten watermelon, blood splattered, and jet-black blood and flesh infected the floor.

But even so, the man did not die, and his chest still rose and fell.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhile became angry, "Why don't you die!" ”

The speed of the fist increased again, "Hell, why don't you die!" ”

"Die, do you know that Brother Xiao Ming has a lot of effort to deal with you, so you can't understand something? Make it easier for Lao Tzu? ”

"Die! Why aren't you dead yet! ”

The blood-colored eyes turned strangely, and Yu Zhile's expression was distorted, with fierceness in his eyes.

Looking at Yu Zhile's behavior of beating and scolding, the two people at the bar finally reacted.

The two of them had gloomy faces, "Boy, stop!" ”

"Huh?" Yu Zhile frowned, looked up at the two of them, and his blood-red ghost eyes were thick ominous?

"What do you call me?"

Hearing this, the faces of the two changed slightly, and one of them even spat out a mouthful of saliva, "Bad luck, I met a neuropathy." ”

It was at this moment that there was a pause, and the man on the ground, who originally looked like he was dying, suddenly eased up, and directly broke free from Yu Zhile's feet on him, and rolled away from Yu Zhile.

The cold appeared, the strange scene appeared, the man's hammered head slowly began to recover, and the blood and flesh splattered on the ground slowly began to squirm towards the man.

Even the flesh and blood on the finger tiger and Yu Zhile's clothes squirmed, crawling towards the man.

Yu Zhile looked at this scene, his face became gloomy, and he was about to go over with his finger tiger, but was stopped by the two people next to the bar.

"If you still want to fight, we'll do it." A man with glasses said with a gloomy face.

Yu Zhile looked at the two of them, was silent for a while, and didn't speak, but the ghost eyes had already taken it back.

In less than a minute, the man's hammered head recovered, the man's face was pale, his eyes were full of horror, he looked at Yu Zhile and swallowed his saliva.

Yu Zhile looked at the man with an expressionless face, "Don't thank you Brother Xiao Ming?" ”

Hearing this, the man's expression became ugly, but the next second he said "thank you" aggrievedly...... Thank you, Brother Ming......"

"No thanks, it's all my job." The ghost eye flipped back again, Yu Zhile put away the finger tiger and shook his hand, "Remember to give me the money for the bullet." ”

As he spoke, Yu Zhile glanced at the two people at the bar, turned around and opened the elevator and left.

The elevator door closed, and the three of them looked at Yu Zhile who left with ugly faces, and they were already scolding their mothers in their hearts.

"Damn, this neurotic!" The man scolded aggrievedly.