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Chapter 117:

It was almost an hour later that Yang Qingwu still drove the car to the bar door and parked in a shadow not far away. It was a few hours ago that they kidnapped two people from here and committed a murder case, but now they returned as if they were unaware of it.

I really don’t know if they are brave or not to know their life or death!

Without caring about the slightest blood splattered on his body, Yang Qingwu walked into the bar calmly and smiled, leaving behind a few people who had already told him what to do if an accident occurred several times.

Facts have proved that Zheng Tong did call the police as Yang Qingwu judged. After all, he was reluctant to bet on the safety of his family's lives and took risks.

Zheng Tong, who had been waiting for a long time, and Lin Yuejin, the boss who sings KTV, saw some blood on his body but was not at all interested in the face. After entering the door, the young man glanced across the entire hall and quickly walked towards him, Yang Qingwu, who was walking towards him, looked at him from top to bottom and wondered:

"So young? Why are you here alone!"

Yang Qingwu laughed and said apologetically:

"Look, the two bosses have been waiting for a long time. I'm really embarrassed. The car broke down on the road, which has been delayed a lot of time! I'll punish three drinks of wine later."

He also took the lead in reaching out and shook hands and said:

The look of a businessman who was late to talk about business made the two laugh and say it doesn't matter.

Negotiation with the two bosses was not difficult. Instead, they politely introduced each other like they were doing business for the first time. After talking about the customs and cultures of various places, they laughed at them and talked about interesting things.

If it weren't for the absent-minded big men on the table behind Zheng Tong who were drinking and the security guards who glanced at him from time to time, Yang Qingwu would have the illusion that everyone was coming out to chat and drink with friends.

In the end, Feng Qingyuntan was able to sit down with them and drink and chat with them. Yang Qingwu, who was a pornographic joke, moved them. Not to mention how many people this man, and how much energy he had, just for this determination, even if he pretended to be a force, he was much stronger than Xu Dalong. There was something wrong in the venue and tried his best to calm him down, but instead fought for a while. Xu Dalong, who was thinking about asking for more money from time to time, obviously was not liked by the two bosses.

"After all, we are businessmen, just seeking peace and prosperity. Some things we can't do are naturally asking for help. To put it bluntly, we don't care much about who we can do well."

Zheng Tong flicked the ash lightly, and his eyes swept over his movements and naturally poured him a glass of water. Finally, he began to let go and said:

However, Lin Yuejin, who was standing beside him, was taciturn and had not spoken much.

Finally, Yang Qingwu, who filled himself with a cup of tea, chuckled when he heard this and said:

"Boss Zheng is right. Who is running around when going out and going out to earn some money? I naturally have to put in as much effort as I can earn. I have always been a person who does my duty. I will not interfere with my business. I will definitely do my business well. In some lyrics, it is my brother. I am the first to come to the precious land. I also invite all the rich to give you some money, and some people to give me some personal money, and some to give me some food! Of course, my martial arts style will definitely make you beautiful!"

Zheng Tong and his two laughed in silence after listening to the words "Personality" and "If you were a person who did your duty, you wouldn't have been swaggering to negotiate with me here just after killing someone."

In the end, the three reached an agreement. The price they offered to Yang Qingwu was higher than that of Xu Dalong, because they had a good impression of the young man who gave them cigarettes three times and poured water twice.

But it doesn't cost much, so it's better to look at it.

Finally, he agreed to pave the way for Yang Qingwu and sit down with the local police for a meal. After all, Yang Qingwu will have a lot of peace in the future. There are very few places in Guangdong that are mixed with fish and dragons, and there are few places of great and small. Their level is constantly around every three days.

Seeing that everything had settled as expected in advance, Yang Qingwu breathed a long sigh and felt very happy. After raising his glass and saying that he had a happy cooperation with the two, Yang Qingwu stood up and said goodbye to leave.

When everyone outside the door saw Yang Qingwu coming, they immediately felt refreshed and stepped forward and asked:

"What's going on?"

Yang Qingwu chuckled:

"Fortunately, they agreed!"

The few people were also happy when they heard this. Only Wang Xuance, who was beside him, was still yawning and sleepy, and asked in a daze:

"It's done? Go back to sleep!"

After getting in the car, Yang Qingwu suddenly felt a little hungry. After driving for a while, he saw a barbecue stall open on the roadside and suggested going down for a midnight snack. Wang Xuance, who was still sleepy and drowsy just now, immediately widened his two triangular eyes and said yes.

The veterinarian whispered:

"I just know that others are foodies, but I don't know what I am!"

The sound that was already quite low was heard by Wang Xuance for some reason, and he scolded him without hesitation until the grilled lamb skewers were served on the table, and everyone chuckled.

The people who were satisfied with the satisfaction of the people were almost 2:30 in the morning after they had enough food and had a little drunk, and they got into the car and returned to their residence at three o'clock. After parking the car, the veterinarian took out the key and opened the yard door, and pushed the door open with a clang.

The five people who were quietly waiting in the house heard the sound and all moved their bodies. They stood up suddenly from the ground, picked up the machete dagger at their hands, and the thin man who had previously picked up the hunting rifle and walked to the door with extremely light steps.

The scar man in the lead turned his eyes and gave him a look and signaled him to retreat to the back, as if he was lying on the verge of not being able to use a gun.

Yang Qingwu and others outside the house were also yawning Lian Tian, ​​holding the watermelon knife prepared tonight and the same modified hunting rifle, ready to go back to the room to sleep.

As his steps got closer, the few people in the house subconsciously even their breathing slowed down. The machete in their hands was raised, and the hunting rifle security was also opened. Just when Yang Qingwu and his men pushed the door and entered, they fell down with a bang.

At this time, the few people outside the house were unaware of it and were still walking towards the room step by step. The veterinarian walked first, followed by Yang Qingwu, followed by Zhou Zhengyi and Jiang Zhuohe, and at the end, Wang Xuance was dragging a pair of leather shoes.

Just when the veterinarian was about to touch the door with one hand, Wang Xuance, who had not drunk much alcohol, fell to the ground with a plop, and everyone quickly turned around.

Wang Xuance, who was sitting on the ground, did not forget to smile at everyone and said:

"The eyes are not good, there is a pit on the ground that I can't walk over."

Yang Qingwu turned around and cursed, "You are not good at your legs and feet," and the veterinarian had already pushed open the door.

The moment the veterinarian pushed open the door, the two machetes fell suddenly. The veterinarian holding a watermelon knife in his other hand was not able to react at this moment. When the potential exploded at the critical moment, he only subconsciously lifted the knife to his chest. When he retreated, he wanted to avoid the blade that was flashing with the cold light of the man-eating person.

But in the end, it was caught off guard and inevitably landed on the chest and shoulders. The veterinarian screamed angrily, and the watermelon knife in his hand stabbed into one of the people. Before he could pull out the knife, the veterinarian was kicked by the man and his body suddenly fell backwards.

Yang Qingwu finished speaking and heard the veterinarian's roar mixed with pain. When he saw the surprised expressions of the three of them, he turned around. Seeing this, he was bullied. The watermelon knife in his hand suddenly slashed at a man who was looking forward to the veterinarian who wanted to make a knife. At the same time, he grabbed the veterinarian's arm and threw it back.

Blood splattered everywhere in the flash, and the veterinarian was stabbed twice and he couldn't afford to struggle. The man who was stabbed in the belly by the veterinarian also flowed with blood and held the door of the house and was shaking. It seemed that if he was not treated in time, he would be in danger of his life.

As for the knife Yang Qingwu cut, it was easily dodged by the scar man, but it also stopped everyone for a moment, so that Yang Qingwu could get up and take a few steps back.

Jiang Zhuohe, who was holding a hunting rifle in his hand, also moved forward and pulled the trigger two steps forward toward the figure rushing out, and then pulled the trigger and fired a shot.

Unfortunately, he turned out to be missed in a hurry, which scared everyone to the point of being stunned but did not cause any harm at all.

The other party obviously did not expect that there would be something in Yang Qingwu and his men's hands, especially a hunting rifle. After the gunshots, the people who squatted down and hugged their heads slowly stood up and walked towards them, especially the thin man who was also holding a hunting rifle in his hands, walked in front and confronted Jiang Zhuhe.

For a moment, the sword flashed, and the murderous intent was inhaled.

"Mule, they are also filled with shotguns, no bullets!"

The leading scar man looked at Jiang Zhuohe and the hunting rifle in his hand, and said:

Yang Qingwu and his men looked ugly when they heard this, and even the palms holding the knife were unconsciously oozing cold sweat.
Chapter completed!