The Dynasty Bar during the day is obviously not as lively as the Dynasty Bar at night.
In the entire bar, there are only a few waiters on duty who take care of some daily chores.
But in the box on the third floor, I saw a box with the lights on.
And from time to time, there were bursts of laughter.
I saw that in the box, there were four men sitting and four young ladies accompanying the guests.
Among them, four men, who were sitting at one time, were mourning, and Wang Zhen, one of whom was a big man, and the other was Wang Zhen's brother.
A few people were there drinking and hugging the girl in their arms.
I only heard the mourning standard take a sip of wine and said: "Wang Zhen, your eldest brother who just came out of the mouse hole" Wang Zhen also took a sip and waved his hand and said, "Brother Mourning Biao, let's be happy today, don't mention him, it's boring." ” Mourning Biao hugged the little waist of the girl with heavy makeup in his arms with one hand and laughed and said: "I heard people say that your eldest brother used to have two brushes, and I heard that he is quite famous in the Tao." ” Wang Zhen took a sip, his face flushed and said: "It's already an old antique, and I still can't learn to keep pace with the times, relying on my previous reputation, it's useless." ” The mourner laughed.
"You're right, this society itself is a world of the jungle, whoever is strong is a relative, even a father, you say yes" Wang Zhen picked up the cup and said to the mourning standard: "Come, let's drink and don't mention him." ” The two of them took another sip.
"Wang Zhen, I really told you today, let's not mention your antique big brother" I just heard the mourning standard put down the quilt in his hand and said with a serious face, he originally had a scar on his face, and after drinking at the moment, his face was red, and the scar was even more red and terrible, which made people look afraid.
Wang Zhen raised his head and looked at him and said, "Why?"
Mourning Biao said slowly: "Because someone doesn't want him to continue to stay in Tanglin City." ” "Ahh "Who doesn't want Brother 17, doesn't want 17 to stay here" I only heard Wang Zhen look at the mourning standard in front of him and asked seriously.
The mourning standard said calmly: "You don't have to worry about this, I just need to tell you that someone has already spoken, saying that they don't want to continue to see the mourning standard in Tanglin City, otherwise, you and I will be in trouble." ” "But 17 after all, he used to be my eldest brother, and now if I propose to let him leave Tanglin City, he will definitely not agree."
Wang Zhen said embarrassedly.
Fu Biao's face changed a little and said: "But, Wang Zhen, have you ever thought that since the above has spoken, if we don't do well, what should we do, do you and I take our lives for a person who should die?"
A complicated expression appeared on Wang Zhen's face.
"I'll tell you, as long as you can help settle this matter, if you are satisfied, I will give you 50% of the shares of the casino of the South Street King Fat Man."
Mourning Biao said with a smile.
"Really," Wang Zhen said with a little excitement.
Mourning Biao laughed: "We've been together for so long, you still can't believe me" "Trustworthy, trustworthy, how can you not believe it," Wang Zhen said with a smile.
"Then you agreed," said the mourning marker, looking at Wang Zhen.
Wang Zhen thought for a while and said, "Okay, I must do everything I can to get 17 out of Tanglin City, and I will find someone to persuade him." ” Fu Biao's face changed again, and he said: "Wang Zhen, why don't you understand, don't you know what I mean, the above meaning is this." ” After the mourning mark finished speaking, he made a killing gesture with his hands.
Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment.
"What kill him," Wang Zhen almost exclaimed.
Mourning Biao's face suddenly became gloomy: "Why are you calling so loudly, let me tell you, the above means to completely make 17 disappear, no matter where it is, so you should understand how to do it." ” Wang Zhen suddenly became fierce, he said with a sad face: "Brother Mourning Biao, 17 is my former boss after all, if I really kill him, how can I still get mixed up on the road, and besides, won't I, Wang Zhen, suddenly become a sinner who betrayed the boss and betrayed the boss." ” Mourning Biao smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about this, you have to know, in this society, who is still fighting with whom, these days, if there is no money, no power, you are righteous again, the same as Guan Erye, and a fart, Guan Erye is righteous, if you are not killed back then, so I said that righteousness is not worth anything now, you said no" "And let me tell you, as long as you kill 17 this time, the upper side will definitely prepare your future affairs properly, and it will definitely not let you worry about it a little, and when the time comes, you still have money to get, what a good thing, you don't want to think about it."
Wang Zhen frowned and said, "But, after all, he is my eldest brother." ” "Why haven't you understood it now, that 17 is just your former eldest brother, now you have nothing to do with him, you are you, he is him, whoever is strong, who should destroy whom, you forgot what you said when you left, the law of the jungle itself is a matter of course, I believe that if one day the 17 turns over and climbs up, then he will definitely not think of brotherhood and not kill you, do you say that I am right" Wang Zhen didn't know what to do for a while, if he was here, he couldn't afford to offend, but over there, 17 After all, he was the boss who brought himself up, and finally he came out, and now he will kill him again, and spread the word to the Tao, how can he gain a foothold in Tanglin City These stumped Wang Zhen all of a sudden, and he had nothing to do now.
I only heard the mourning standard and said: "Wang Zhen, even if you don't kill 17, we will find someone to kill 17 ourselves, you think, early death, and late death are the same thing, and if you kill him, he won't even know how to die more painfully, the most important thing is that we still have money to take this time, you said that you put such a good thing, if you don't do it, I really have no way at all."
I just heard the mourning standard and seemed to be very aggrieved.
Wang Zhen was stunned there, thinking left and right, thinking about it like this, not only did he feel that the words of the mourning mark were really true, yes, if he didn't kill him, he would still be killed by others, and he could still make money, why didn't he do it himself "I'll go."
I only heard Wang Zhen finally make up his mind and say.
"You mean you're really going to kill the 17," Sang was obviously a little skeptical.
Wang Zhen nodded helplessly, grabbed a glass of brandy on the table that was not mixed with Sprite and took a sip, the hot feeling was down, and it felt hot.
"Okay, I'll rest assured with your words, so let's have fun, I'll go and talk to the top."
I only heard the mourning standard stand up and say.
After he stood up, he pinched the tall chest of the woman next to him and smiled and said, "Take good care of my friend."
With that, he smiled and walked outside.
The two women next to him sat down in Wang Zhen's arms together, their eyes were like silk, and their tall breasts hit Wang Zhen's face.
After the mourner marked out the box, he walked in the direction of the inside.
When there was a secret door in the 6th place inside, the mourning mark looked around and gently pushed it open.
I saw a man standing inside, his face was calm and wooden, and in front of this man sat the smiling third master.
"It's done," I heard the third master say with a smile.
The mourning standard bent over and said like a pug: "Third master, everything has been done according to your instructions."
The kid probably got rid of him soon. ” "Haha, that's good."
I only heard the third master laugh.
"You did a good job this time, and after the matter is completed, you will definitely not be missing,: I just heard the third master smile at the mourning standard.
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The mourning standard said happily: "The third master said that, as long as the third master said a word, no matter what he did, I must not let out a fart." ” "Haha."
There was a loud laugh from the third master.
"Why do you want to kill 17" A dull and steady voice came from the box, not impatient, low and powerful.
The person called the third master squinted his eyes and said lightly: "If yesterday's good dishes are brought to today's table, do you say they look good?"
The deep and powerful voice said slowly, "Understood." ” Hahahaha
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