Five minutes later, Zhang Jun got on the Jetta, and then two vans and one Jetta were added. A total of three cars carried thirteen people, and drove towards HengY at a very fast speed.

When he was about to get on the national highway, Ma Gang ordered everyone to stop, then took out three license plates in the trunk, replaced all the original license plates, and then continued to move forward.

In the Jetta car, Li Hongming stumbled his feet and asked casually: "Brother Jun, what kind of work are we doing when we go to Heng Y this time?"

On the co-pilot, Zhang Jun whispered, "Don't ask if you shouldn't!"

"I said, how bad can your feet smell to the point, are you not sure about it? Can you collect them?"

Tian Niuyu pinched his nose and roared, then opened the window to the maximum and tried his best to dilute the air in the car!

Li Hongming's feet are amazing! He has reached a new level of smell and has been continuously and steadily casting biological and chemical weapons along the way. Tian Niuyu guessed that if he didn't open the window, he would be killed by the whole vehicle!

Li Hongming said with a squinted eye: "What's the matter with me? You're closing the little pen cover!"

Tian Niuyu almost jumped up, pointed at Li Hongming and cursed: "Others are just a W-foot at most, and they are fragrant. You are a Martian foot! You have already smelled like the Earth and Moon system!"

"My feet are smelly, can I be proud?" Li Hongming didn't care, but instead hummed a little song, her bare right foot was deliberately stretched into Tian Niuyu's mouth!

I have to cut you down! Tian Niuyu was about to jump up on the spot!

Zhang Jun glanced coldly at the back, "Everything is closed!"

There was noisy all the way, and when it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, the group finally arrived at HengY!

At 8 o'clock in the evening, directly opposite Changsheng Hotel in Hengyi District, three cars slowly drove to the entrance of the alley opposite Changsheng Hotel and stopped.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Ma Gang got off the car first, followed by Jing Ming, wearing a black T-shirt and a denim, tall and thin, with a horse-faced look.

"Dongdong!" Ma Gang knocked on the Jetta window, then approached Zhang Jun in the passenger seat and whispered: "Jing Ming and I will go up first, you are responsible for answering. I will edit a text message in advance and send it to you whenever there is anything. You can rush up immediately!"

"Brother Gang!" Zhang Jun thought for a while and said in a deep thought: "Or why would Baichuan and others go up with me?"

"No!" Ma Gang smiled, "We are going to negotiate, it's not a war, there is no need to be so nervous at the beginning!"

Zhang Jun nodded, "That's OK!"

After saying that, Ma Gang led Jing Ming and the other two, carrying a suitcase for money, and walked quickly to Changsheng Hotel without taking anything else.

Seeing this, Zhang Junchong, who was chatting in front of the van and smoking, said, "Everyone got in the car, the headlights went out, and the car windows rose!"

These people all knew that Zhang Jun was the Ma Gang brother, so they didn't stubbornly. They immediately put out the cigarette butts, bent down and got into the car.

Then the three cars quietly stopped in the dim alley and waited.

The second floor of Changsheng Hotel, in private room 202.

When Ma Gang and the other two entered the private room, there were already four people sitting in the private room, all of which were middle-aged people who were 30 years old. At the first seat was a middle-aged man who looked 35.6 years old, shirtless, and a narrow scar on his face.

Ma Gang stepped in, glanced at the people in the room casually, then pulled the chair with one hand, as if he was at home, and sat down casually.

The scarred middle-aged man squinted his eyes, and inadvertently glanced at Ma Gang's empty left hand, and then said softly, "You are Mingze's friend, right? It's quite punctual!"

"Hello, my name is Ma Gang!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Gang stood up and stretched out his right hand.

The scarred middle-aged man also slowly stood up, reached out and tied his hand with Ma Gang, then pointed at Ma Gang's empty left hand, and chuckled and said, "Brother Ma Gang, it seems that you are a person with a story!"

Ma Gang was slightly stunned, then smiled indifferently, "Not a story, this is at most a Grimm fairy tale."

"Ha ha."

The scarred middle-aged man smiled, then turned around and said to the middle-aged man with a tattoo on his left arm beside him, "Yongming, bring the person up."

The tattooed man nodded, then opened the chair, opened the door of the private bathroom, and brought out a young man who looked like he was in his early twenties, his hands were tied up, his face had marks of leather shoes, and his nose was bruised and swollen.

Ma Gang glanced at Ming Ze who was beaten so hard that he was a little unhappy, "Why did this handsome guy be beaten like this?"

The middle-aged man with his legs crossed and his teeth clamped, and said casually: "All young men, what's the matter? This is more than one million! It's already great if you haven't removed any parts."

The middle-aged man with scarred face didn't care what Ma Gang thought. After pausing for a moment, his eyes stopped on the suitcase for money in front of Ma Gang, "You have seen people too, you have no shortage of arms and legs. Our sincerity is in place, Brother Ma, where are you?!"

The meaning of scar face is very obvious. We have nothing to talk about. People can pay when they meet!

Ma Gang stared at Scarface and suddenly said in a daze: "Brother Scar, do you really want one million.7 million?"

Scarface narrowed his eyes and looked at Ma Gang, remained silent for a while, and said with a chuckle: "Okay, Brother Ma, since you have spoken, I will give you twenty or one hundred and five!"

Ma Gang scratched his nose and said in a self-deprecating tone: "So I am worth twenty, Brother Scar really respects me!"

Speaking of this, everyone in the private room saw that the atmosphere was not right. Yongming, a tattooed man next to the scarred middle-aged man couldn't help but sarcastically say: "Haha, grass! Do you think you are buying cabbage in the vegetable market?"

Ma Gang didn't even look at the tattooed man, but stared at the scarred middle-aged man with expressionless expression, and spit out five words: "Is a hundred okay?"

Scarface hesitated for 2 seconds and said coldly: "No!"

Upon hearing this, Jing Ming, who had been standing beside Ma Gang, frowned and said, "Mingze gave him more than 400,000 yuan, you only invested 300,000 yuan in the 1.7 million yuan bill. Brother Scar, don't you have to be so cruel, right?"

"The world is going on, and you have to stand up when you are beaten!" Scarface nodded and a cigarette, slowly stood up from his seat, pointing to Mingze who was squatting beside him, tied up with his back: "As a man, he smiles when he wins, what's wrong? He can't afford to lose when he wins? Ask him! Did I stop him when he borrows money? Did I speak when I borrowed money?"

As soon as he finished speaking, in front of Ma Gang, the scarred middle-aged man suddenly raised his foot and kicked Mingze in the face!

Mingze curled up in the corner with a "ouch" and did not dare to look at Scarface, nor did he dare to say anything again!

Ma Gang said with a gloomy face: "It's not over?"

I'll tell you, Brother Ma, do you really treat yourself as a dragon?"
Chapter completed!