"It must be tens of millions!" the aunt said hesitantly. She also needed to calculate it in her mind before she knew how much it was.

"Why is this? Uncle has at least several billion in his hands. Don't hide it from me. If uncle can't save him, no matter how much money he has, he will have to hand over the money. In the end, none of us will be able to escape the relationship." Xiong Jianqiang said after hearing the stern warning.

I thought this was a woman being petty and not wanting to pay.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of of the deposits that he put here with me." The aunt was so nervous that she burst into tears.

"I'm crying again, think about where he usually hides his money?" Xiong Jianqiang was extremely anxious. Time was passing by minute by minute. He couldn't afford to delay. The time to raise the money had passed, and there might be some abnormal changes.

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"He...he...he seems to have a safe in the study, where many valuables are hidden." The woman tried to remember.

"Can you open a safe?"

"Won't."

"Fuck you, you stupid woman, wait there, I'll be there in a minute." Xiong Jianqiang cursed angrily, threw the phone, and ran towards the door. Hou San followed quickly, he and Xiong Jianqiang were on the same rope.

Grasshopper, no one can survive without solving the problem.

Now that he was full of regrets, why did he follow this unlucky boss? Why did he do it in the first place if he had known this?

The female secretary sat on the ground and rolled her eyes for a while, then she simply closed her eyes and pretended to be dizzy. Knowing that it was not safe to follow Xiong Qiangqiang anymore, she decided to find a way to escape by herself as soon as possible. After Xiong Qiangqiang left the restaurant, she immediately got up and rushed to

After rummaging through the finance room of the restaurant, she found a piece of eighty cents and ran away. She knew how to find money and run away, and the other boys had long known that this place had been robbed several times...

When Xiong Jianqiang walked out of the restaurant door, mocking whistles were heard from the opposite camp, and motorcycles roared loudly. Chains, sledgehammers, etc. were flying overhead.

Xiong Jianqiang was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. He quickly waved a white towel and begged loudly: "Boss, I'm here to surrender. Can you let me talk to Brother Xiaomao?" The formality forced him to bow his head and pretend to be a grandson.

This is a compulsory lesson for gangsters. Those who don’t know how to pretend to be grandsons will be dead long ago...

After pleading three times in a row, the motorcycle formation on the opposite side loosened up and made way for a gap. Only then did Xiong Jianqiang realize that there were four stunning Ferrari sports cars behind the motorcycle formation. At first glance, this formation was much better than his own.

A hundred times, there are four luxury cars worth more than four million yuan, and they don't even bother to get the license plates. Only those who are not talented can afford to drive and use them.

He also wanted to buy a good car some time ago, but he didn't want to go to those car companies to ask. There are good cars, but you have to wait half a year to reserve them. The limited editions were even sold to him even if he had the money. He was not qualified to be a gangster.

open.

Four car doors opened at the same time, and four young men in black suits, with long hair and sunglasses walked out and walked to the front of the motorcycle array. The boys on the motorcycle cheered for a while and then became quiet, even the sound of the motorcycle

They are all closed to a minimum.

Xiao Mao, Li Zhehan, Wang Meng, Xiao San...

You can no longer see the shadow of last year from them, no longer the flashy appearance of wandering the streets. They move quickly and calmly, and exude a domineering spirit that is not angry. They wear high-end fashions tailored by famous designers, black ultra-glasses, and short haircuts.

I really thought that the male lead in The Matrix was very handsome. Adhering to Liang Yong’s ideas, today’s mixed society must also follow a professional and formal path. Dress neatly and have first-class quality. Ordinary idlers without a college degree are not recruited.

He can only work as an oddball and run errands in the gang.

The Italian Mafia and the Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi are not taking the path of professional development. Liang Yong taught Xiaomao that their future gang development direction is to become a powerful gang like the Mafia and Yamaguchi-gumi, and they cannot be humiliated by being in the underworld.

I, Liang Daxia, lost face.

After a period of training, they have already done a good job. This appearance shocked Xiong Jianqiang to the point where he sat on the ground, secretly sighing that this is what people call professional standards. Those who he used to play with can only be regarded as children.

Every house.

"Xiong Qiangqiang, what else do you want to say?" Xiao Mao walked forward and said majestically, looking like a gangster boss.

"Hey, Brother Xiaomao, Brother Li, Brother Wang, and Third Brother didn't know that you were here. I deserve to die, and I deserve to die even more for inadvertently offending you all. I apologize to all the elder brothers here, and promise to quit Wild Wolf Star immediately, and never do it again.

I don't dare to offend you all..." Xiong Jianqiang kept flattering with a charming smile on his face, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

"Humph, you didn't offend us, but you offended our sister-in-law, which made my eldest brother unhappy. If my eldest brother is unhappy, the consequences will be very serious. Do you know how to remedy it now?" Wang Meng glared and warned fiercely. He was still so domineering.

Looks like a giant.

"Yes, yes! I already know. I'm going to raise money and go to Shuangcheng Company in person to apologize to my sister-in-law." Xiong Jianqiang became more and more nervous.

"Hurry up then. Big brother told you to do it before nine o'clock. After nine o'clock, you will be responsible for the consequences. Can't we prepare a car to take you off?" The mistress stretched out her palm and moved it so that her knuckles snapped, even though her whole body was neat and clean.

, but his hands were still full of oil stains and his fingernails were dark.

"Thank you, third brother, for reminding me. No need to trouble you." Xiong Jianqiang's face was as happy as a bitter cauliflower and he hurriedly ran to his car. Hou San reacted faster this time and knew to run ahead to drive.

Xiao Mao waved his hand and the motorcycle formation behind him made a gap. They were not afraid of Xiong Jianjian and ran away. The forces of the police were sometimes even more powerful than the police. As long as they wanted to arrest someone, they could still hunt you down even if you hid in the ends of the earth.

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Hou San also tried his best to drive the broken car out of the speed of a sports car, speeding down the street at a speed of 120 yards per hour, but surprisingly there was no collision. As for whether there was a traffic accident behind them after they rushed past, there is no telling.

Already.

It only took less than ten minutes to run to the governor's private villa. They kicked the door open with a bang and rushed in. The young aunt was standing in the living room with an anxious look on her face. When she saw them, she took them upstairs and entered.

In the study room, a bookcase against the wall was pushed open, revealing a safe made of fine steel.

"Can you pick the lock?" Xiong Jianqiang roared at Hou San.

"I..." Hou San was so frightened that he didn't dare to answer. Although he was a habitual thief who slipped doors and picked locks in the past, opening a safe was a technical job, and he had not successfully opened it several times in his theft record.

Record.

"Fuck! What are you waiting for? Drive quickly! Are you going to force me to drive with a knife?" Xiong Jianqiang was so anxious that he hit the bookshelf.
Chapter completed!