After Oda Jiro and Yamabebe Shizhi whispered a few instructions, they ran out of the office with their mobile phones. It seemed that they probably called Oda Douko to report today's incident.

It can be seen from this behavior that Oda Jiro is a character who is not very smart and has no worries.

After Yamabejiro Oda left, he looked at the box closely, his expression neither sad nor happy.

Zhang Fugui still values ​​​​this mountainside place very highly.

Just now, he used a very short time to defeat a guy who was obviously much bigger than him.

And if Zhang Fugui hadn't made peace with him, I'm afraid that another of George's men named Muzi wouldn't have been able to withstand Shanbian Beizhi's fist for long.

When George saw Oda Jiro running out in a hurry, he sneered unconsciously.

His angry mood just now gradually subsided.

Because he felt that at Jiro Oda's level, he really couldn't do such an important thing.

Could it be that Wang Bide really made a mistake and was too anxious?

Fortunately, the identification machine should be delivered soon. Whether the other party intends to deceive you with a fake one from the beginning will be known after the machine tests it.

Looking at the diligent Yamabian Beizhi in front of him, George's expression changed and he asked very directly: "Tell me, how much did that guy Xiaoda give you? I am willing to pay double!"

He deliberately made Oda Jiro's name vague.

When Shanbian Beizhi heard this, he looked up at George who extended the invitation to him, and then lowered his head with disdain.

"Sorry, it should be three times. I underestimated you just now." Not only was George not angry after being rejected, but he became even more interested in the mountainside.

It's a pity that he used the wrong method.

It is true that Yamabebe Toshichi was hired by Oda Dokko at a high price, but as a respected martial arts senior in Japan, Yamabebe Tokichi valued not the monetary reward given to him by Oda Dokko, but Oda Co., Ltd.'s influence in Japan behind Oda Dokko's back.

deep-rooted position.

Therefore, in the face of George's sincere invitation, Shanbei Beizhi never bothered to answer.

This also shows from the side that although Oda's only son did not perform well from the beginning and seemed embarrassing, George has always been wary of him, which is a wise thing.

With Oda Co., Ltd. supporting him, if it hadn't been for Oda Dokko's neck being stuck at the beginning, over time, the positions of George and Oda Dokko would have definitely made a 180-degree turn.

At that time, the one who was randomly manipulated would change from Oda's only son to George.

"Five times, if you have any ideas, please contact me at any time." When George saw Yamabian times even though he didn't speak, he still didn't want to give up. After offering a price that he thought was the most sincere, he took out a card from his pocket.

The business card was then placed on the coffee table.

Yamabian Beizhi still didn't make any movement, just concentrating on guarding the box in front of him.

Just when George was about to continue speaking, his cell phone suddenly rang.

It turned out that his men had moved the identification machine to the lobby on the first floor.

This machine is very important, and George needs to enter his fingerprint to install the power-on password.

"Fugui, my friend, I want to go to the first floor, and I'll leave this place to you." After George said that, he stood up lazily, and then nodded to Muzi, who was sitting directly opposite the mountainside.

, after getting Muzi's response, he left Zhang Fugui's office directly.

Although he said that he would leave everything to Zhang Fugui, what could make George feel at ease was his subordinate Muzi.

"Boss, do you want me to go with 1 to have a look?" Seeing this, Wang Bide asked Zhang Fugui in a low voice.

"Let's go...thank you today." Zhang Fugui also felt that there were many people on the first floor and it would be most appropriate to send Wang Bide to take care of them, so he said duplicity.

Zhang Fugui felt both love and hate for this guy Wang Biide. Although Zhang Fugui was mostly responsible for causing this situation, Wang Biide also played a role in fueling the flames.

It can be said that where Zhang Fugui wanted Wang Bide to help, Wang Bide was not able to help at all.

As for the things that Zhang Fugui didn't want Wang Bide to do, Wang Bide didn't fail to do anything.

"Ask the employees on the first floor not to watch, and find a corner with fewer people..." Zhang Fugui told Wang Bide what he needed to do next, and sent him to the door of the office, waiting until he was sure there was no one around.

After people could hear himself moaning, Zhang Fugui gave a quick instruction: "Call the police in half an hour!"

Wang Biide had just witnessed the fight scene between George and Oda Jiro's men in the office.

So I immediately understood Zhang Fugui’s purpose of asking him to call the police.

This is an attempt to use the power of the police to control the situation.

So Wang Bide nodded decisively, and even took out his mobile phone and checked the time with his watch, and then left in a hurry after confirming that it was correct.

Now there were only three people left in the room: Zhang Fugui, Shan Bian Beizhi and Muzi.

Yamabebe Beizhi was still staring wholeheartedly at the box in front of him, while Muzi was rubbing the place where Yamabebe Beizhi had just punched him, while looking at the other person with evil intentions.

It seems that the fact that his companion was injured by the other party made Muzi hold a grudge in his heart.

Zhang Fugui had no intention of managing the attitude of these two people at this time. He felt like an ant on a hot pot.

Because after a while, after the appraisal machine is assembled, George will be able to reveal in person that the gold cap on the coffee table is fake.

Such an ending is obviously completely different from what I planned.

At the very least, there is no way to guarantee one hundred percent safety in this situation.

Now Zhang Fugui no longer thinks about what goal he wanted to achieve before. He now wants to get himself out of this mess. The rest is not important.

In this way, the three of them sat in Zhang Fugui's office in silence with their own thoughts.

Zhang Fugui looked at the gold silk hat on the coffee table and thought that Old Bede was indeed a leader in the industry. He could actually see the clues of this fake hat. He wondered if the fake hat given to him by Team Leader Feng was too good.

Can't pass Wang Bid's test.

While thinking wildly like this, Zhang Fugui suddenly felt blessed and came up with a brilliant idea.

So he suddenly opened his mouth and said to Beizhi and Muzi on the side of the mountain: "You two have been fighting for so long... I wonder if you have had breakfast? Do you want me to have some food delivered to you later?"

"No, thank you."

"Need not."

The two of them answered one after another, rejecting Zhang Fugui's strange kindness one after another.

That's right.

Because Zhang Fugui didn't have any good intentions at all.

After getting their replies, Zhang Fugui already had a plan in mind. He concentrated and looked hard at Beizhi and Muzi on the side of the mountain.

After only ten seconds, Muzi and Shanbian became increasingly ugly.

Not only is it ugly, it is quite uncomfortable,

Both of them felt that there was an invisible force stirring in their stomachs.

A crisp sound suddenly came from under Muzi's butt.

Because the room was too quiet just now, the fart was extremely loud.

Zhang Fugui and Shan Bian Bizhi both looked at the instigator.

Rao had done many cruel things, but at this time Muzi became a little embarrassed.

"Well... there happens to be a bathroom in the office. If your stomach is uncomfortable, why not...?" Zhang Fugui reminded Muzi pretending to be kind.

"No need..." Although Muzi's body was full of shit, how could he dare to leave without permission at such a critical time?

Zhang Fugui saw Muzi being so stubborn and admired him, so he couldn't help but become more mentally focused.

I don’t believe I can’t break through your bottom line!

"If...you...can't help it...please...do it yourself...don't show off." Shanbian Beizhi's Chinese was not very coherent, and he could only express his meaning intermittently.

However, it can be seen from the proud expression on his face that he definitely did not say this out of any good intentions.

Sure enough, I saw Yamabebe Beizhi continue to say: "It would be bad if... I made a fool of myself... and it would save everyone..."

Good guy, this is naked ridicule.

But before Muzi could reply, a crackling sound came from Beizhi's body on the side of the mountain.

Those who didn’t know better thought someone had stuffed a ring of firecrackers up to their buttocks on the side of the mountain.

"Good guy...you..." Zhang Fugui was really frightened by Shanbian Beizhi.

"Don't... misunderstand... this is my own... unique qigong... don't misunderstand me." Shanbei is worthy of being an old-timer in the Japanese martial arts world. He has masterfully used the shameless strength of the Japanese. Just now

Muzi felt a little shy and embarrassed because he farted loudly in public. When it was his turn to come to this side of the mountain, he seemed quite proud, and what he said was as true as the truth.

"You...your qigong is too intoxicating...Oh, no, it's so irritating to the eyes. You learned it from a weasel, right?" Zhang Fugui stood up quickly after being intoxicated, not daring to go any closer to the mountainside.

A little bit.

"8 Ga... This is the secret secret of our big nuclear nation... It relies on the stimulation of internal strength... to expel the debris in the body... You... don't understand anything...

·." Yamabebe Shizhi was halfway through speaking when another continuous sound came from under his buttocks. Maybe he needed to focus on his sphincter, so Yamabezhe Shizhi no longer believed what he was talking about, but just

He suffocated his face like a purple eggplant.

8 Ga? I 8 your grandma’s legs!

You're really good at pretending, and you're still releasing debris, so you little devils are all full of debris?
To be continued...