He was very sad.

Cheng Qianfan knew that Haozi hated him for scolding Quanlin just now.

He hated himself, too.

The cigarette butt burned his fingers, and he pressed it out in the iron ashtray, watching the sparks struggled and splashed around, and finally it was dark.

His face looked ugly.

He took out the lighter from his body, thought about it, and put the duster back.

"Xiao Mian" took out the foreign fire box and drew a foreign fire. Looking at the cluster of flames, the tiny flames, in this dark night, were so hot and passionate, illuminating the eyes.

Cheng Qianfan carefully put the burning matches ashes into the ashtray. He glanced at him and saw the matches lying quietly in the matchbox...

...

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Washed the black night sky.

Clement Apartment.

This apartment was built in the 17th year of the Republic of China and was built by Belgian Clement.

At that time, he saw that the demand for housing for outsiders in Shanghai increased, so he built this house for monthly rental.

This apartment fully considers the convenience of tenants' living, so the house is very meticulously constructed. Each room has a complete bedroom and a bathroom, but no kitchen. There is a public restaurant in the middle of the two floors on the south side.

The sudden knock on the door woke Wan Youan who was sleeping.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the woman in his arms was awakened, looking at the man with some anxiety.

Wan Youan covered the woman's mouth and signaled her to shut up.

He got out of bed gently, opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a revolver, closed the security, and came to the back of the door with slightest steps.

"Who?" Wan Youan asked.

"Brother Wan, it's me." A voice replied.

"Brother Lai?" Wan Youan heard the voice outside and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's so late, is there something wrong?"

Lai Qilin said anxiously, "Brother Wan, something happened. Boss Zhang asked me to come and ask you to come and have a lecture."

After hearing what Lai Qilin said, Wan Youan no longer had doubts.

He used the money to do things and helped Zhang Xiaolin deal with some difficult things and people. The cooperation between the two sides was quite pleasant.

However, the vigilance in his heart made Wan Youan not completely relax. He opened the door, exposed a crack, and still held the revolver tightly in his hand, whispering, "Brother Lai, wait a moment, I'll change my clothes."

"Brother Wan, hurry up." Lai Qilin said.

Wan Youan closed the door again, and finally completely let go of his guard.

"I'll go out to do things and wait for me to come back." After putting on my clothes under the service of the woman, Wan Youan patted the woman's butt and said with a smile.

The woman twisted her waist unyieldingly and told Wan Youan to come back soon.

...

"My mother, this rain is so heavy." Wan Youan took an umbrella and walked out of the apartment steps. He muttered.

"A autumn rain and a cold." Lai Qilin sighed and said, turning his head to a subordinate beside him and said, "I inform you that the price of coal balls will increase tomorrow."

"Yes!" his subordinate responded quickly.

"Brother Lai is indeed a business project." Wan Youan laughed, "Who will make you rich if you don't get rich?"

Lai Qilin laughed.

"Brother Lai, what happened?" Wan Youan looked at Torrential Rain. He thought about it and asked Lai Qilin.

"Let's talk about getting in the car." Lai Qilin said, unable to help but yawning, "I also answered the call from Butler Sui in the middle of the night. I don't know much, I'm not sure about it, either."

Wan Youan nodded, but thought in his heart what happened that caused Zhang Xiaolin to mess around all night.

...

A black car stopped in front of the steps in the heavy rain.

Lai Qilin took the initiative to go forward and opened the car door, "Brother Wan, please."

"How dare I bother Lai, brother." Wan Youan was quite helpful and said with a smile.

Then he was pushed into the car by Lai Qilin.

Wan Youan was shocked and was about to struggle when his forehead was hit by a black muzzle.

He dared not move at all.

The man in the back seat looked at Wan Youan who was silent and said with a smile, "Mr. Wan, introduce yourself, Hu Sishui, the headquarters of my agents."

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