【 mountain dozen tiger eldest brother how do you get the black hand head again? But it’s exciting to think about it! 】
[Liu Yao is right! Let me see how black their hands are! 】
[The snow is shallow, let’s guard the head! 】
[Nianbai +1! 】
……
Lee sang-woon, of course, simply comforted a group of people that it was nothing.
Gently wiped his nod to turn over and jump into the house to catch up with night is still young
Chapter one hundred and twelve Get rich road (2)
In the corner of night is still young Bar, a large group of people with black gloves surrounded a middle-aged man in a black hat.
After a one-eyed man rushed into the bar, he ran to the middle-aged man and cried, "Boss, that mutual affection is simply too much!" Irony in front of everyone that you are a waste. "
Middle-aged people’s heads slightly lift their hats to cover up the cold in their black eyes.
The one-eyed man felt cold as a falling ice cave in less than a second after touching the eyes.
"Eldest brother, do you think that young man dares to come?"
"Does he dare not come?" Middle-aged people lightly asks.
"Be! Of course he dare not come! After all, your name is so big that he dares not give you this face! " The one-eyed man continued to flatter.
The middle-aged man still has a facial paralysis expression. He stared at the one-eyed man until he saw the other person’s hair before he gently spit out a word.
"One-eyed, don’t you think you talk a lot today?"
"Eldest brother I …"
The one-eyed man’s face changed greatly. He just wanted to explain why he felt a pain in his neck, so he couldn’t say a word and flew away with a golden light.
The middle-aged man took out a square handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped a bloody knife in his hand. After shaking the knife with his right hand, he hid it in the cuff.
I threw the handkerchief into the trash can and took it with mineral water to wash my hands, which made my face a little relieved.
"If anyone dares to talk, he will be your field."
A light tone is like saying a common thing.
All the surrounding families bowed their heads, and even the atmosphere dared not take a breath.
In this depressing atmosphere, a young man dressed in black walked into the bar.
He looked around and shouted, "Who is the shadow front?"
The middle-aged man frowned slightly and waved his hand to invite the young man over.
The rest of the people have a complicated expression, as if they want to laugh but dare not. They all know that the colonel hates others for not respecting him.
This young man has been sentenced to death in their hearts.
"You are the shadow front?" Li Xiangkui looked up at the middle-aged man with a hat in front of him and asked.
Shadow front did not respond.
"It’s wonderful to wear such a thick hat on such a stuffy day!"
People around you are even more surprised that this young man is really not afraid of death!
Two things that Ying Feng hates most have been violated by him, and I just don’t know if the third thing will be violated by coincidence.
There are three things that Shadow Front hates most.
The first thing is that he doesn’t like people being rude to him.
The second thing is that he hates people making fun of his hat.
The third thing is that he hates being asked to do certain things in a commanding tone.
"Young man, do you know what your state would be if I hadn’t been merciful?" Shadow front finally spoke in a threatening tone.
Li Xiangkun was not afraid of his threats and looked him in the eye and said, "What am I afraid of? Can you keep me with these wastes? "
"Young people should not be too arrogant, so they are easy to suffer." He is still a tone of elders educating their younger generations.
"Old people should not be too strategic, so it is very tiring to live." Li Xiangrui smiled and picked up the table and drank a glass of wine directly.
Two people stop talking and just look at each other.
After a long time, the eyes of the people around you became ambiguous, and the shadow took the lead.
"What are your conditions?"
"I’m not too embarrassed. I can consider the price if you want to satisfy me."
Lee Sang-soo still looked calm, which made the shadow front not look up to him.
"I want four direct transactions for 301,000." The shadow front waved coldly and let the hand carry a suitcase on the desktop.
"Shadow head, I see you do business is not very sincere? Don’t you and I just send flowers casually? " Without even looking at the money, Li Xiangkun picked up the most expensive bottle of red wine on the table and poured himself a glass.
"I heard that Lafite has a good taste in the past two years, and that’s it."
He smacked his tongue and felt that the taste of lips and teeth was not in line with his own preferences.
A member of the Black Hand Corps around him was unhappy when he heard this. He picked up a silver pistol and pointed it at Li Xiangkun’s head.
"This is our black hand legion site. Where can you bargain?"
Li Xiangkun was pointed at by a gun, but he didn’t feel any special mood except that it was very obstructing his sight. He still gracefully raised his glass and drank red wine that he didn’t like.
"It seems that you are not sincere? But I was offered 500,000 yuan by the Dragon Palace, and I promised to think about it, so you have no chance! "
"You! Don’t you dare to sell it to others! " The member’s identity is not low, and the shadow front is slightly dissatisfied with his early appearance, but acquiesced in disguise.
"Oh?"
Lee sang-soo smiled so much that everyone felt a little scared.
"I’ll tell you a secret. The last thing I like about this person is that others threaten me." Then he got up and left.
"You wouldn’t let me sell it to others, but I just sold it to the Dragon Palace."
