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1298. Why?

"Okay, for your pleasure, I won't give you so much trouble. Don't you want to know, are we sent by that winery? If you look at the winery behind you, you will understand."

Xie Guozhong looked back and saw that the blood-stained cardboard boxes beside him had a few big words written on it, Phoenix Wine Industry.

"Damn, you are so cruel. We have just started doing it, you know? And isn't your hometown in Northern Province? Isn't it that you come here to catch us thousands of miles away, and the cost of combating counterfeiting is too high, right?"

Xie Guozhong is definitely an old man. He has dealt with people who are fighting counterfeits in the winery countless times, so he naturally should know how to deal with it.

"Haha, what do you think? How can we make a fortune if you do this? Fakes are rampant now. If you don't stop you, we, the real ones, can't make a fortune. What do you think this cost can be considered?"

Li Yifan smiled and said to Xie Guozhong, who rolled his eyes.

"This brand is screwed up. At worst, you are changing the brand and keep working. What's the big deal? Anyway, don't many wineries do this?"

Li Yifan's face turned cold. The big man standing next to Xie Guozhong raised his hand and slapped Xie Guozhong hard on the face.

This guy is really shameless, and he seems to have no bottom line at all. Xie Guozhong was a little confused by the slap in the face. It took him a long time to recover, but he was not angry.

"As for it? I will compensate you for how much damage you have caused. You don't have to do such a ruthless move, right? If you feel unhappy, you can give me to the police. I will squat in for a few years. Wouldn't it be enough? If you beat me like this, you will be responsible for the deaths?"

This guy used to be an old gangster. At this time, he felt a little relieved, but the gangster came up again.

Li Yifan lit a cigarette for himself again and was so angry that he was laughed at the guy.

"Haha, okay, how much money do you have? I'll see how much you can pay?"

When Xie Guozhong heard this, he immediately felt that there was a way. When he was making fake wine from other brands, he was caught by anti-counterfeiting personnel from that brand. In the end, he used money to bribe the anti-counterfeiting team members and finally got out.

He just talked tentatively, but he didn't expect that this guy would really bite the hook, not afraid of you not eating fishy food. As long as you open your mouth, you can see how much you can feed you.

"Five hundred thousand, one-small price!"

Xie Guozhong almost didn't think much about it and said, but Li Yifan was happy. Then, when he looked up, the man standing next to Xie Guozhong raised his hand again. Xie Guozhong saw it and quickly changed his words and said.

"Hey! The price cannot be negotiated, so you can discuss it carefully. There is no need to hit someone, right? If you are not satisfied with the 500,000, I will pay one million. How about one million?"

Li Yifan sneered: "You are so funny, are you? There are more than 200 boxes of fake wine in your room alone, and it will cost millions to get it on the market. How about you taking out one million? Do you think I don't know how to count?"

Xie Guozhong's face immediately changed: "Hey. Brother, you don't calculate this account like this. You have to know that after all, we are fake wine. How could it be the same as the real wine when we sell it? I only earn about 100,000 yuan for these wines?"

Xie Guozhong was lying to the face. He could definitely buy one million or more when he sold these wines. He was just talking nonsense.

Li Yifan stopped looking at him. After getting over the head, the evil man beside Xie Guozhong came to him with a grim smile on his face. While laughing, he also pinched the fist in his hand, the fist as big as a sea bowl, and the sound of a click was made at the bone joints. When Xie Guozhong heard this sound, he saw the evil man with grim smile on the spot.

"Brother, I have something to say, one million and a half million, at most. If you don't think it's enough, then I really have no money. Just send me to the police station. I will accept it even if I go to the kiln."

Li Yifan turned his head again, his face full of sneer: "Your grandson, you really don't cry without seeing the coffin, and you don't even write drafts when you lie. Do you think I don't know, do you?"

Li Yifan snapped his fingers, and several big men in black walked in behind him, carrying four large iron boxes in their hands. As soon as Xie Guozhong saw these iron boxes, he immediately changed his face. These were the boxes he had to hold money, so how could he not recognize them?

The money he had spent many years in it was his hard-earned money, totaling more than 10 million.

He knew the best of what he did, but he never believed in the bank because he knew that if he was arrested, the money placed in the bank would definitely be confiscated as a fine.

And he had no other people who could trust, so over the years, he kept all his savings by his side and kept them in these iron boxes.

Wherever you go, take it, and when you arrive, you will buried it underground, and then put the Tibetan mastiff nest you raised on it.

But unexpectedly, these people were actually dug up. At this time, he suddenly remembered the Tibetan mastiff he raised. It was something he fed since he was a child and he was very emotional.

He had no children, and that dog was equivalent to his son, and his face suddenly changed.

"Where is my dog?"

"Haha, the Tibetan mastiff meat is quite fragrant. Do you want to give me some?"

"Damn you..."

Xie Guozhong immediately changed his face and was about to curse, but his mouth opened when a storm came from the side. Then he felt as if his head was hit by a hammer. With a shout from the old man, he knew nothing.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the ground, but his whole face had lost consciousness. He slowly got up from the ground, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva and a few teeth.

When he looked up, he happened to see the young man's gaze. It was deep cold and his whole body was trembling. He could see the murderous aura that ordinary people could not detect in those eyes. This was the same as the murderers he encountered when he was squatting in the bitter kiln in the early years.

He immediately knew that the boy in front of him was definitely a lunatic. He could do anything, and he was definitely not a joke.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, let's talk about it, where are the fake wines you sent? Who gave you the order? How many batches have you sent in total, and where have you delivered them?"

The man sneered and asked, Xie Guozhong wanted to resist, but when he looked up at the man's eyes again, he seemed to feel that what was shot out from the man's eyes seemed like a steel needle, and he immediately withered again.

"The orders were given to me by Lao Huo from Mian@zhu City. He has his own store in the city. I handed him two batches of goods, a total of more than 100 boxes, and a total of quotas..."

Xie Guozhong was like pouring beans on bamboo tubes, saying everything he knew without hiding it at all.

After hearing this, the man said nothing and turned around and left the warehouse. He looked up again and happened to see the evil men in black, looking at him with a sneer.

At this time the young man left. What did they mean? Didn’t they say that before, and told him that he would let him go?

Why, you don’t even have to be trustworthy?

Xie Guozhong was angry on the spot and was about to curse, but was punched by these people in the face. He just got kicked in the face and his injuries were not healed. At this time, he was hit again and he was about to cry when he kicked him on the spot.

He endured the pain and curled up with his head in his arms. The other party punched and kicked like a storm. Finally, the other party stopped. He was nervous and didn't know how the other party would deal with him.

Unexpectedly, those guys actually moved boxes of fake wine to their side, then unboxed, took out bottles of fake wine, and poured it on them after opening the bottle...

"Hehe, although it's fake wine, there is still alcohol in it, right?"

"Well, the degree is definitely not as high as the real wine, but it should not be low. It should be no problem to light the fire."

The conversation between those people made Xie Guozhong more and more courageous. Is this going to burn the living people?

I just made a few bottles of fake wine, so you don’t have to go too far, right?

He secretly looked up and saw that the people did not look like they were joking. They were carrying wine bottles and pouring wine into themselves bottle after bottle. Soon, they were covered in the pungent smell of white wine.

Although he didn't drink, Xie Guozhong felt a little dizzy just by smelling the smell of these alcohols.

Moreover, the alcohol evaporated very quickly. After it was poured on him, it would soon evaporate by body temperature, which also took away the small amount of heat on his body. He felt that his whole body was getting colder and colder.

At this moment, he saw one of those guys actually pulling out a box of matches from his pocket.

Damn, these guys are crazy. Are you going to really order yourself?

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I have news to tell you, I have something to say."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party stopped. After a long time, he raised his head and saw that the young man had walked in from outside at some point, with a cold sneer on his face.

"Why do you say you're going to do this? You'll be fine if you say it a long time ago? Okay, let's explain it now. I don't want to hear any lies this time, otherwise I can't stop them what they do."

At this time, Xie Guozhong dared to hide anything, and said quickly.
Chapter completed!
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