Wang Lang immediately changed his smile, "Brother, you just said that a long time ago, you have to do it for so long."

Jin Bo also had a smile on his face, "Brother, have you had a meal together? I can have a meal together? The chef I asked my brother to come back to China to find, the Manhan banquet can be made for you."

"Hotpot." Wang Lang sat down carelessly, and greeted Ye Jian and sat down.

After Ye Jian came here, he was still out of his state. He felt that he couldn't handle it at all and could not speak to such a person at all. Looking at Wang Lang again, it seemed that everything could come out of his mouth, and the speed of changing face was outrageous. The first second and the next second, he could give you the fierce and evil way of eating his rice.

Jin Bo patted the chair, and soon, Jin Bo's daughter came in.

"Tell the chef that my brother wants to eat hot pot." Jin Bo ordered.

It was ready not long after, Wang Lang ate it voraciously. Ye Jian was very careful and was afraid that the food would be poisonous. Because Jin Bo didn't take a bite from beginning to end.

After eating, Wang Lang lit a cigarette. After smoking, Jin Bo picked up the chopsticks to prepare the hot pot. Wang Lang threw the cigarette butt into the hot pot and patted his butt and got up.

"Brother, I'll leave first, you can hear gunshots in the evening. As long as the gunshots are together, you can do it. The more chaotic the better." After Wang Lang finished speaking, he gave Jin Bo a blowing kiss and left with a slut.

Jin Bo's hand holding the chopsticks was suspended in the air, and gently placed the chopsticks on the table. Jin Bo smiled, "Don't worry, brother, when the gunshot sounded, I'll do it immediately."

Wang Lang showed his cute white teeth, "At 6 o'clock in the evening, after the matter is done, I will hand over the money and deliver the goods in the other."

After saying that, he left.

Following Wang Lang out, Ye Jian followed Wang Lang's butt, and finally couldn't help asking, "How are you sure he will deal with you?"

Wang Lang jumped into the car and was not in a hurry to go home. While driving outside, Wang Lang pointed to some places outside.

"How many heavy weapons are seen? How many people are seen? How many people have guns in their hands? What guns are there in their hands? Then look at the total commanding heights, how many snipers are there in the commanding heights, how many cars are there? Do you see how many broken limbs are ulcerated? Do you see how fresh the leaves of the vegetables you eat today? Have you tasted the hot pot base today's tasted like an expired taste?" Wang Lang asked many questions in a row.

Ye Jian turned his head and looked out, Wang Lang lit a cigarette, "Don't look at it."

"There is a warehouse there. Isn't it full of guns and ammunition?" Ye Jian turned around.

Wang Lang grinned, "The sheep dung egg, the surface is bright and the sun ghost inside."

Ye Jian frowned.

"The terrain of this place is not good, the soil and soil are not good, and the crops are not good. Apart from the large number of people, there are not many advantages. It has been a day or two for Jin Bo to change the place. The golden armor he prepared is in the era, but the dragon throne is new, which means that this grandson wants to be a local emperor and has reached a state of being obsessed with it.

The land occupied by Bogang and Aeso is fertile and there is water next to it, but do you know what these two people have?”

"Small people?"

"Yes, it's because there are few people, so Jin Bo is not short of soldiers. Jin Bo also has a habit of letting the people learn to shoot every once in a while. He hoarded so many guns and ammunition just to deal with the government at that time.

Jin Bo has been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to annex two other forces. Now the opportunity has come. He has been testing me before, but when I put forward the business, he believes that I will indeed give him this opportunity."

Ye Jian frowned, "But I still suspect he will support him at night."

"He will."

"Why?"

"Because he wants to be the emperor, especially now." Wang Lang said firmly.

Ye Jian said honestly, "I don't understand."

"What you don't understand is just this kind of thought, this kind of thought of being an emperor. You have never tasted the peak of power, so you won't understand how crazy a person's ambition is in the face of snobbish desires.

Jin Bo is over 60 years old this year and has dreamed of becoming an emperor all his life. This person is very wild. He doesn’t want to be the emperor before he dies. This is an opportunity. You must not miss it. If you miss it, you will really miss it."

"But no matter how stupid he is, he knows that there are nearly a thousand mercenaries in Bo Gang."

Wang Lang smiled brightly and stretched out his hand through the window and bounced ashes, "It's my turn."

"You said so much just now, why do I feel like you are losing money?" Ye Jian asked again.

"Not bad." Wang Lang smiled.

"Then you didn't make any profit." Ye Jian said again.

Wang Lang held a cigarette in his mouth, "If you don't lose, you're making a profit. Besides, I'm sure I'm going to make a profit this time."

Ye Jian lowered his eyes and looked at the scenery outside, leaning his head against the side wall of the car.

Wang Lang blasted and smoked butts. When he finally stopped, Ye Jian found that Wang Lang drove the car to a strange place again.

After jumping out of the car, Wang Lang patted the horn vigorously.

It is a small village, and it feels extremely deserted and there is no one.

After a few hard shots, there was still no one.

Wang Lang held a cigarette and walked down the road.

The village is not big, with only dozens of households.

Wang Lang did not go to any house, but took a walk around the entire village first.

"There are all people who have escaped." Ye Jian looked at the deserted village.

Wang Lang pushed open the door of the family, and the smell of rottenness emanated from it. Wang Lang spit out a puff of cigarette to balance the smell of rottenness.

He held a gun in his hand and knocked on the wardrobe. The door of the wardrobe fell off, revealing a skinny little child inside.

The child squeezed inside hard, staring at Wang Lang and Ye Jian in fear.

Wang Lang looked into the closet, then grinned at the child, "Where have people been?"

The child escaped from the closet and rushed out of the door and ran away.

Wang Lang walked out of the house with a gun and shot two shots into the sky.

The sudden action made Ye Jian subconsciously put his hand on his gun. I wonder what happened to Wang Lang again, it was so presumptuous.

Wang Lang fired two more shots.

The village that was already quiet was even quieter, and the tone of the village was very dark, and so quiet it was like entering a ghost village.

Wang Lang got a pair of sunglasses from somewhere on his nose, and he didn't know what to do with sunglasses in such a dark place.

Looking at this look with satisfaction, Wang Lang went straight to the village family.

After Wang Lang entered the stone house, he stepped on the ground. After a while, Wang Lang went to the stove and pulled up the pot. He saw a dark hole below. Wang Lang jumped down without thinking.

Ye Jian hesitated for a moment and jumped down, only about two meters deep. When Ye Jian jumped down, Wang Lang in front had already turned on the light.

Wang Lang took out his ears and lifted up a piece of oil cloth. Ye Jian stared at the thing below and widened his eyes.
Chapter completed!