Dafugui Seafood Restaurant, a car parked on the roadside.

The instructor pulled the handbrake, handed the suitcase on the back seat to the Laifu in the passenger seat.

"As long as you do what you should do, right?"

Laifu took it and nodded: "Room 305, target Shuai Hui!"

"That's right, it doesn't matter if you kill a few more people, just do it quickly!"

The instructor smiled: "Although your training is not over yet, if you can complete this mission, you can call yourself a qualified killer!"

"clear!"

Laifu nodded, got out of the car, put up the collar of his windbreaker, covering half of his face, pushed his hat down, then carried the box across the road and directly entered the seafood restaurant.

In Room 305, more than ten people sat together, shouting, laughing and making trouble.

Men and women mixed together, telling a few jokes from time to time, and the performance made the audience laugh.

As the boss, Shuai Hui is undoubtedly the center of everyone.

Listening to him telling everyone about his recent deeds with a proud look on his face, especially the humiliation of Da Bo's classmate, he asked people to avenge his daughter, who took the video, and sent it to gossip magazines, etc. The details could not be more detailed.

If a group of people couldn't hear a word, they would all exclaim, laugh and shout, and toast one after another.

Just when it was most lively, the door of the private room was suddenly kicked open, and Laifu appeared in front of everyone wearing a black windbreaker and a neat suit lining.

A group of people were stunned at the same time. Shuai Hui frowned and shouted arrogantly: "Who are you?"

"Who is Shuai Hui?"

Although he said this, Laifu's eyes were staring straight at Shuai Hui.

Shuai Hui frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

The boys around him immediately understood their expressions, stood up, stared and shouted: "Who are you? What do you want to do? Didn't you see us drinking?"

Laifu smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I was entrusted by someone to give a gift to Mr. Shuai Hui!"

Shuai Hui raised his eyebrows and leaned on his seat proudly, "Who is it?"

"Wang Xia!"

"Wang Xia?"

Shuai Hui was still thinking about the name when Laifu shook the suitcase and a thumb-sized gap appeared on the front.

The next moment, the dense gunfire, which was suppressed by the suppressor and suppressed most of the noise, was heard as one.

The bullets were like a heavy rain, instantly beating Shuai Hui into pieces. The others were horrified and inexplicable, but as soon as their faces showed panic, they were hit by intensive bullets.

Laifu stood at the door in a grand manner, pressing one hand on the side of the suitcase and swinging from side to side with the empty hole in front of it.

More than ten people, including men and women, were beaten to pieces in just ten seconds.

They were still alive without even uttering a complete sentence, and they were already dead.

When he found out that the specially modified one-hundred-round magazine had been emptied, and that the suitcase was smoking slightly from the broken end, exuding a burning smell, Laifu lowered the brim of his hat and left calmly.

The intensive noise attracted the waiter who was delivering food next door. She looked at Laifu's back walking downstairs from a distance, and looked at the private room with some curiosity.

Suddenly, screams echoed through the building.

boom!

Laifu sat back in the passenger seat with a calm expression, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

The instructor smiled slightly and drove away without asking anything.

Behind him, a large group of customers ran out of the seafood restaurant in a panic, causing a commotion.

Not far away, two ambulances drove over and parked on the side of the road. Seven or eight medical staff in white coats rushed upstairs carrying stretchers and some necessary medical equipment.

Several uniformed policemen appeared out of nowhere, driving away the onlookers and quickly establishing an isolation zone.

A uniformed police officer made inquiries on the spot and quickly found the first waiter who discovered the tragedy.

He called the waiter aside, asked about the situation at the scene, and took a simple note.

The waiter described it vividly, a little scared and a little excited.

About two or three minutes later, medical staff carried a stretcher and gradually put the patient, who was covered with white cloth and still bleeding, into the ambulance.

The onlookers stretched their heads, watched with great interest, and sighed with admiration.

The medical staff acted very quickly. After three or four trips, they put all the injured people into the ambulance and left without stopping.

At the same time, another car parked in front of the ambulance. Seven or eight policemen in uniform uniforms and carrying strange equipment walked around in the car and then left quickly.

On the other side, the uniformed police also completed the final survey and notes and left quickly.

The onlookers watching the party building on the street no longer had any excitement to see, so they started to discuss it enthusiastically, in twos and threes.

The owner of the seafood restaurant was sitting on the stairs, smoking a cigarette with a melancholy look on his face.

What the hell is this!

What a disaster!

The waiter who finished taking notes came over and said, "Boss, the police said that the store may be closed for two days. What should we do? Do we need a holiday?"

"..."

The boss looked at her expressionlessly, feeling that the face that used to look so cute suddenly became hateful.

At this moment, two uniformed policemen ran over panting.

"Where did the shooting happen?"

The boss and the waiter looked at each other strangely: "Officer, what's going on? Didn't you just come here?"

"We just came here?" The uniformed policemen looked at each other, confused.

…

Continental Hotel, top floor manager's office.

Classmate Dabo opened the suitcase, revealing piles of red fluttering things inside, and solemnly said: "Manager Gao, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness!"

Gao Ning smiled: "You're welcome, it's just business!"

"For Manager Gao, this may be the case, but for me, this is revenge for my daughter!"

Classmate Da Bo gritted his teeth: "You don't know how happy I felt when I heard that Shuai Hui was randomly shot to death!"

Gao Ning smiled slightly.

Da Bo was furious for a while, then returned to normal and nodded to Gao Ning.

"Don't worry, Manager Gao, everything has been taken care of over there. If there are no accidents, I will bring over thirty daughters directly. I have trained them all myself. No matter the figure, appearance, or all kinds of kung fu, they are all the same.

One!"

Gao Ning waved his hand: "You are a professional in this area, you don't need to tell me! Have you gone to see the venue?"

"I've seen it! The area is large enough, and the technical decoration is not luxurious. I just need to make some modifications accordingly and add some furniture and it will be no problem!" Classmate Dabo nodded.

Gao Ning said: "Just communicate with the decoration company in this regard. Don't be afraid of spending money. In addition, I need to remind you that thirty people are not enough.

You should know the nature of the Continental Hotel. Guests are divided into members and non-members. There is one club on the surface, but there are two clubs privately. You must be mentally prepared!

Of course, in terms of safety and money, you can rest assured that no one will dare to cause trouble in the Continental Hotel!"

Gao Ning said this very casually, but Da Bo believed it deeply.

If you dare to go to the killer organization's lair to cause trouble, how many lives will you have to pay for it?

After doing this for so many years, have you finally found an absolutely safe place?

After taking care of Da Bo's classmate, Gao Ning was getting ready to get off work and took Arun to the seafood restaurant to spend New Year's Eve when the phone suddenly rang.

Gao Ning was a little surprised and reached out to pick up the phone.

"Boss, a special commission has appeared!"

"Oh?" Gao Ning became interested: "Who is it about?"

"Yang Qian'er!"

"Song Group Securities Company, Song Shiming!"

"How much does it cost?"

"Two million!"

Gao Ning thought for a while and said: "Double it and tell him to get it done within twenty-four hours!"

"clear!

"

After hanging up the phone, Gao Ning lit a slender cigar, gently turned the boss's chair to the back, looked at the bustling scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"It's interesting! Yang Qian'er's order actually fell into my hands. Then isn't classmate Chang Wei unemployed?"
To be continued...