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A few hundred meters away, Xiao Apple and Glasses, who were squatting on the side of the road, were shocked.

Even if Xiao Apple is crazy, she can tell that it is gunfire. There are all the countryside surroundings. There are basically no pedestrians on winter nights, and from the source of the sound, it is exactly the direction of Qishan.

Xiaoping stood up and stared blankly at the van in Qishan, "Is this gunshot? Could it be Brother Shan?"

"What is it? This is definitely Brother Shan's accident!" When Glasses heard the gunshot, their face turned pale in an instant. They quickly pulled the apple and said in a hurry: "Let's go! Brother Shan probably was made by Zhuzi! Let's go quickly!"

As he said that, his glasses pulled the little apple, and under the night, the two of them fled in a hurry.

Inside the deep film van.

"Buzz~"

The van started, Yang Fengrao held the steering wheel with one hand, turned his head and said to Zhuzi, "Zhuzi, you shouldn't have done Qishan here. When the gunshot sounded, many people might have heard it, and Xiao Apple and the glasses must have known that Qishan was made by us."

Zhuzi knocked down the back seat of the van with expressionless expression and put it flat. Then he stuffed Qi Shan into a snakeskin bag like he was loading garbage, and then wiped the blood on the seat with a soaked handkerchief.

"It's useless to know that we did it." Wiping the blood on the seat, as if you were wiping the table at home, Zhuzi bent down to deal with the crime traces and said without raising his head: "Even if you see it with your own eyes, it's useless. There are only human evidence and no physical evidence, and the link of evidence cannot be closed. In addition, these two people are small characters, and even if you go out and bbs, it will have no effect on the company."

...At the same time, in the new s Shawan, Baisheng Restaurant.

Baisheng Restaurant is a restaurant with three floors and dozens of employees. The decoration in the restaurant is quite unique, which is much more upscale than ordinary hotels, but not as good as star-rated hotels.

It was past seven o'clock in the evening, and this time was the peak time for treating guests and dining. There were a lot of diners in the lobby on the first floor, and the occupancy rate on the entire first floor was about 70%. After Wang Quan rushed to Baisheng Restaurant, he looked around the lobby on the first floor, and finally smiled at the corner of his mouth and went straight to the second floor.

In a private room on the second floor, at the dining table, Liu Yonggui, the owner of Baisheng Restaurant, was entertaining guests.

Liu Yonggui looked at him about 35 years old, with thick eyebrows, wide face and thick lips. He was wearing a simple black down jacket, and he looked honest.

At the same dining table, in addition to Liu Yonggui, there were three young men. At first glance, these three were from the world. In the middle of winter, perhaps because they were quite hot when eating hot pot, all three took off their tops and wore short-sleeved shirts, revealing the blue dragon tattoo on their arms.

The man close to Liu Yonggui is in his early thirties, with a medium figure, a high cheekbones on his face, a small flat head, and a big black mole on his left cheek. His eyes are sharp, and he looks like the leader among the three people in the world. He is He Dayou.

"Dayou, thank you for taking care of you on weekdays. This is the share price this month, 6,000 yuan, you can just do it."

Liu Yonggui took the clutch and politely took out a stack of brand new money from the clutch and placed it on the table.

"hehe."

He Dayou grinned, looked down at the money, then drank wine without reaching for it.

"Swish"

A 24 or 25-year-old young man next to He Dayou took the money without any politeness, then put the money on the table in front of him and pressed it on his cell phone.

At the same time.

"Dingdong"

The private room doorbell rang.

Liu Yonggui frowned, then stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, Wang Quan, wearing wrinkled clothes, stood at the door. Wang Quan was not very photogenic and had a little dark skin. At this moment, he was wearing the down jacket with two layers of greasy hair, and his hair was messy. He looked a little ragged, like a beggar.

"Xiao Quan?" Liu Yonggui was stunned, then smiled and said, "Xiao Quan, wait a minute, I'm entertaining them, let's talk later!"

Wang Quan squinted his eyes slightly at the three young men on the dining table, then licked his cracked mouth, looked at Liu Yonggui, pointed to the corner of the private room, and said, "Okay, Brother Liu, I'll play there for a while."

Liu Yonggui's original intention was to invite Wang Quan out to wait for a while, but Wang Quan said so, and he couldn't say anything else, so he nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, wait for me for a while! I'm neglected!"

"Um."

Wang Quan nodded, then walked to the corner of the private room about two feet away from He Dayou and the others, and pulled out a chair and sat down.

At the dinner table, He Dayou looked up at Wang Quan, then chuckled and said to Liu Yonggui, "Boss Liu's business is getting more and more prosperous now. Everyone wants to know you."

Liu Yonggui was stunned and said with a smile: "No, Wang Quan is a friend I met before the New Year. Don't look at him dressing very simply today. Xiao Quan has practiced Kung Fu."

Hearing this, before He Dayou said anything, a young man with long hair who came next to him sneered, "Have you practiced Kung Fu? Boss Liu, don't be funny, okay? It's the era, is Kung Fu useful? No matter how high the Kung Fu is, I'm afraid of kitchen knives!"

Liu Yonggui didn't say anything when he heard the sound. He couldn't say: Hey, Wang Quan, they don't believe you, please perform your G Kung Fu, right?

He Dayou took a sip of the soup, cleared his throat, looked at Liu Yonggui, and said bluntly: "Boss Liu, your business is booming and becoming more and more prosperous, but is this money a little thin?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yonggui frowned.

He Dayou's words were already very obvious. He disliked the protection fee being paid too little!

But the fact is that Liu Yonggui, the Baisheng Restaurant, has a monthly gross profit of less than 200,000 yuan. In addition to various expenses such as employee salary, rent, raw materials, water and electricity, the net profit is only 50,000 yuan.

Originally, Liu Yonggui would be very unwilling to spend 6,000 yuan a month to make He Dayou's share money. If he adds it...

"Boss Liu, if you put money in your pocket for more than 100,000 yuan a month, you have to drink some soup for your brothers." He Dayou crossed his legs and picked his teeth. Then he looked at Liu Yonggui and said in a deep thought: "Let's do it, make up for it, get 10,000 yuan a month, and I won't add it this year!"

Hearing this, Liu Yonggui's face suddenly turned a little ugly.

The young man with long hair who came with He Dayou interrupted and said, "Boss Liu, doing business requires long-term and stability. He can't bear to bear children and can't trap wolves!"
Chapter completed!