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"Bang! Bang!"
When Wu Bei was climbing the stairs, Tietou had already kicked the door open a wide gap. Something seemed to be blocking the door. He yelled and smashed it to try to get in.
"Hey guys."
Wu Bei raised his tune and shouted, trying to distract him.
"It's you again!"
Tie Tou turned his head and instantly recognized the man in front of him, and rushed up in anger.
But before he could get closer, Wu Bei raised his leg high and kicked him accurately on his chest, kicking him over on the spot.
"Be honest!"
Cao Hanqing, who was following closely behind, ran over, pressed his knees against the back of the iron head, twisted his hands back, and easily subdued his uniform on the spot.
"Kill you! I'll kill you sooner or later!"
The iron head with his cheek against the ground looked like a crazy beast, his eyes roaring red.
Wu Bei looked down at him and shook his head in a complicated mood.
This kind of little person is simple and sad. Perhaps he himself didn't understand what was going on, so he was confused and was shot on the spot. However, he really lost his relatives and thought to himself, but no one could be calm.
"Xiao Wu, you're here."
At this time, Su Qing ran out of the room in a daze and plunged into Wu Bei's arms.
Wu Bei subconsciously wanted to push away, but he found that her body was shaking violently at this time. After hesitating for a moment, he comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, the police are here, there will be no trouble."
"Thank you, Hanqing."
Immediately afterwards, a man wearing a shirt and vest walked out of the room and clasped his fists at Cao Hanqing with gratitude.
"Didn't you be injured, Brother Peng?"
While clamping the iron head, Cao Hanqing looked at the other person up and down a few times.
"It's not a problem, but the heart is a little unbearable."
The man swallowed with sweat.
"Brother, people cannot be resurrected. No matter what the reason is, the Spring Outing Travel Agency is indeed responsible, but if you use this method, does not mean that you are rational and ignorant? We are indeed here to help the boss solve the situation, but we didn't say no compensation. If there is anything, can we sit down and chat with us?"
After a few seconds of silence, Wu Bei pulled his arm out of Su Qing's arms and walked to Tietou to ask questions.
"What do you want to talk about? My grandfather is dead. Can you pay for your life when something happened at the Spring Outing Travel Agency?"
Tietou roared out of breath.
"If you really plan to exchange your life for another, then come on! Chop him up, and you will either run away or sit in the prison!"
Wu Bei nodded his head and pointed to the fire cabinet not far away. He sneered: "There is an axe inside, and that thing kills people simply and easily. Hanqing, please let go of him."
"ah?"
Cao Hanqing was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Wu Bei wanted to do.
"It's okay, let him go!"
Wu Bei's confident nun's mouth.
Cao Hanqing hesitated for a few seconds, but in the end he obeyed Wu Bei and let go of the iron head.
Tietou climbed up from the ground with a tremor, and his chest was undulating violently. He first looked at Li Haopeng, who was so scared that his face was pale, then turned around and looked at the axe in the fire cabinet, his eyes were full of struggle and hesitation. Finally, he cursed with a "fuck" and raised his hand to hit the wall "bang bang".
"I'm such a waste! Sorry for my grandpa..."
After several consecutive punches, Tietou's palm became bloody, and he squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.
Only when people are extremely out of control of their emotions will they want to kill people at any cost, which is what they usually call fever in their minds. This fever cannot be interrupted. Just a few seconds of pause, what consequences and the cost will come to their minds. It is impossible to find the closest thing.
This is also what the police call passionate crime.
"Brother, everyone can understand the mood, but it's not a big deal to waste it like this."
Wu Bei sighed, handed the other party a cigarette, and squatted down to help light it.
"Don't talk to me."
Tietou stubbornly threw the cigarette aside, wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, stood up angrily, and pointed at Li Haopeng and threatened: "This matter is not over, let's take a look."
"What do you want to do?"
Cao Hanqing frowned and blocked the other party's way.
"Okay, let him go. Don't think that the deceased is his family, but it is definitely not him who can really make the final decision in this matter. Brother, I will give you a piece of advice. Those who can take you to make money are called brother. Those who want you to work hard can only be considered the master. Brother treats you as a human being, and the master treats you as a property. Don't use it as a glove for someone in the end and use it as a rag."
Wu Bei opened his lightly.
"You don't have to worry about it!"
Tietou said impatiently, shoved Cao Hanqing away, and walked towards the corridor.
"Hanqing, this matter..."
Li Haopeng next to him spoke in sorrow.
"Let's go, talk in a different place. Staying here will easily cause a second accident."
Wu Bei spoke in front of Cao Hanqing.
There are also a large group of panics who are igniting and igniting. If the scum behind them does anything wrong, even if Cao Hanqing's identity and Wu Bei's skills are barely stopped, they will still be damaged.
In Wubei's world, there are only two kinds of relationships: one's own people and others.
It is understandable to be hurt by his own people, but if it were anything else, he would rather waste more than let him take the lottery.
A few minutes later, several people left by car without any danger.
"Damn, this bastard!"
At the gate, I watched Cao Hanqing's "Baolai" car slowly drive away. Qiu Hu gritted his teeth and dialed a number: "I'll send you a video later, find a way to edit it and put it online. I'll tell you the details later..."
Chapter completed!