For a businessman like Mr.
Tang, there is no so-called reason in his eyes, only interests. otbnkotgt "Mr.
Tang, you are the one who promulgated the Seven Absolutes, and you are the one who asks me to show mercy now.
Since you want to kill me, do you still expect me to cooperate with you?"
After all, I was still young and energetic at that time, but it was precisely because of this youthful vitality that I became who I am in the future.
When Mr.
Tang promulgated the Qijue, I had no intention of cooperating with him anymore.
I was not afraid of making trouble on the road, but I was afraid that I would not have the courage and ability to face the trouble.
"Xiaoshan, everyone is just asking for money.
You have been silent for so long, but you still want to ask for more money.
Make a price, and I will buy his life today.
Of course, if the price you offer is higher than the price in my opinion, Yunli's life is valuable, so I won't care.
But whether you want to kill him or continue to cooperate with me depends on your decision. " Mr.
Tang had his hands behind his back.
If he didn't speak, just look at his face.
There was even a hint of kindness in his smile.
Can human life be measured in money?
Most people would say no, but in Mr.
Tang's eyes, it is yes.
I can ask for millions or even tens of millions, but Mr.
Tang will definitely not pay, and I can justifiably kill Yunli.
However, doing so is tantamount to completely antagonizing Mr.
Tang.
Let’s not talk about whether there are characters under him who are more powerful than Yunli, I guess there must be.
In the final analysis, my ability was not acquired through hard work, so I lacked confidence.
In addition, Mr.
Tang has such a wide network of contacts, it is not difficult to kill us, so although my heart was filled with anger and I wanted to ask for the price, I still held it back.
After thinking about it, I said: "You have intentions, so do I."
Not a scoundrel.
For five hundred thousand, I will let Yunli go and continue to cooperate with you."
I actually said the price of 500,000 was low on purpose.
As long as Yunli is still alive, the money she can earn for Mr.
Tang will definitely be more than 500,000.
I also gave Mr.
Tang a purpose.
The smile remained unchanged, Mr.
Tang nodded and waved.
A man in black clothes next to him took out a cashier's check and handed it over.
"Here is a cashier's check for five hundred thousand.
I will send someone to pick you up in two months."
Mr.
Tang left these words and the cashier's note and left with Yunli, who was seriously injured, and the black car drove out of my sight.
Slowly turning around and looking at Fatty and the others, I walked up to Senior Han holding the promissory note, knelt down and said, "Senior, I want to practice hard with you for two months."
Senior Han was stunned for a moment, then smiled at me and said, "Then you must be mentally prepared, you will not be able to live comfortably in these two months."
The Sanjiang Ghost Town Convention is a very important event on the road with a long history, and those who are qualified to participate in the Sanjiang Ghost Town Convention every year are prominent figures in the circle.
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However, even though not many people are eligible to enter, there are still many people in the circle who rush to the event.
But it's not just to join in the fun, but more to participate in the fairs held around the Sanjiang Ghost Town Festival.
There are three major markets on the road, and Sanjiang Ghost Town is one of them.
The opening lasted three days, but as early as a month before the opening, people had set up stalls around the venue.
By the opening day, the stalls around the venue had already been spread out on three floors, selling everything.
There were even Ordinary people came to watch the fun.
However, the organizers of the Sanjiang Ghost Town Festival are different every year, but those who are qualified to host the Sanjiang Ghost Town Festival are real big names in the industry.
Mr.
Tang once organized the Sanjiang Ghost Town Festival, which shows that he is very popular in the industry.
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The green train was moving ricketyly.
In the sleeper compartment, Luo Qiong was lying on my upper bunk, turning on a flashlight as if reading a book.
I took out a small box from my arms and handed it to the fat man on the lower bunk opposite.
"What is it?"
he asked after taking it.
After opening it, a Shanghai brand watch fell into his eyes.
The fat man was startled, then asked: "When did you buy it?"
"I bought it when I went to the morning market two months ago.
You can put it on and see if it fits.
Although it's not as good as the Rolex you were defrauded by Lao Hei, it's still a little bit of my appreciation."
Speaking of which, we brothers have never given each other anything since we were young.
Men don't pay attention to these formal things.
"Hey, thank you very much."
The fat man was not polite to me, and started playing with it happily.
After a while, he said, "By the way, my uncle's debt has almost been repaid.
He wrote that he would return to Shanghai in a while.
This matter "Go on, I have to thank you, Shanzi.
If it weren't for you, I might not be able to help my uncle go home for the rest of my life."
"Brother Cui, since when have you acted like a girl?"
The originally touching atmosphere was interrupted by the intervention of Luo Qiong from the upper bunk.
The fat man glared at him and shouted: "If you don't talk too much, you have to thank Shanzi properly.
Just for the little you earned.
Once the money is returned to Daheishan, it will be enough to marry ten wives."
"Ha ha" Luo Qiong immediately laughed when he heard about marrying a wife.
Two months have passed since the incident of Qi Jue's pursuit.
Apart from the money given to Lao Hei and given to Brother Yong, we still made a huge profit.
To say that he has completely turned over is a bit exaggerated, but he has indeed escaped poverty and become rich.
One day ago, Mr.
Tang’s people found us, handed us the train tickets we had booked, and asked us to get on the road to Sanjiang Ghost Town and meet Mr.
Tang at the conference.
At this moment, the door of the box was opened, and Zhong Yong walked in with a hot water bottle.
After hearing laughter, he asked: "What are you talking about?"
"It's nothing, Xiao Luo's penis is hard and he misses his wife, haha" Everyone burst into laughter again, and Luo Qiong's face turned red with embarrassment.
Brother Yong smiled and handed out a cigarette to Fatty and me, and then said, "I just went out to fetch water and wandered around the train carriage, but I found a lot of people on the road."
Hearing this, we immediately stopped smiling.
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Zhong Yong turned around, closed the door of the box, sat down and whispered: "There are many people who want to participate in the Sanjiang Ghost Town event, but very few people can get invitations, so there are many The purpose of people going to Sanjiang Ghost Town is It's to visit this market, which is known as one of the three major events on the road.
But there are also people whose purpose is not that simple.
In order to enter the venue, some people will take risks and steal invitations from those who don't seem to be that powerful.
Kill for this.”
I was slightly startled, and the fat man asked puzzledly: "What's so good about this invitation?
I entered the venue and listened to a group of old guys chattering about things.
What's the point?
Why are they all squeezing their heads to get in?"
"Leaving aside the auctions inside the venue, you can often sell things that cost one yuan outside for ten yuan inside.
Being able to meet rich and powerful people is also an important condition for developing business, and for those who sneak into the venue For people who come out in the future, they will have a lot of bragging rights, which is like looking for a job.
Chairman Mao once served as a guard platoon leader, so you can be popular and drink hot food wherever you go.
For some small figures in the street, or even small sects and small organizations, you can even invite someone who has been to the Sanjiang Ghost Town venue to be a guest.
It’s a huge honor for the elders, and these people can live a life of fine clothing and good food.”
Brother Yong said in detail while smoking a cigarette.
"Then we have to be careful.
The four of us have invitation letters from Mr.
Tang, but in the eyes of outsiders, we are not the kind of big family with hundreds of people coming in and out of the house.
Maybe someone has already targeted us. " The fat man lowered his voice and said.
"Well, when I just entered the box, someone was already looking at us.
I feel like someone is already looking at a few of us.
Everyone, please be careful and don't sleep too hard at night, otherwise you will be targeted."
Brother Yong reminded me, and I nodded and said, "Let's do this.
Luo Qiong and I are going to meditate at night.
Fatty, you should sleep on your own.
You need to refresh yourself.
Brother Yong, you should also have a good rest."
While I was talking, there was a sudden knock on the door of the box.
I immediately shut my mouth, frowned and shouted outside: "Who is it?"
"I'm Lin Jiaoyang, Canghai Yanshou, can you come in and have a chat?"
People outside report their homes.
Brother Yong said strangely: "I have never heard of such a name in the Taoist priests.
Many people are self-proclaimed.
Be careful, they are probably here to deceive us
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