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031 The style of the professor, the knife of the two fools (3)

After hearing Chen Tianze's words, Brother Jiu smiled and asked back, "You can't even contact her, can I contact her?"

"…!" Chen Tianze was stunned when he heard the sound.

"Haha, don't worry, it's nothing. I just asked Nuonuo to help me talk about the land, because the other boss's wife knows her!" Brother Jiu comforted her with slight relief: "I guess she has been very busy these days, maybe she has contacted you less! In the afternoon, I will call the boss there in the afternoon and ask Nuonuo to take the time to reply to you!"

"…!" Chen Tianze was confused when he heard this, because he felt that no matter how busy Nuonuo was, he could not turn off the phone for two consecutive days. But since Brother Jiu had already said that, he couldn't ask, so he just nodded and responded: "Okay, then I understand, brother!"

"I have something to do, so I'll be so proud first!"

"Good!"

After the words came, the two ended the call. Brother Jiu, who was far away in the office of Fudu in Jiangbei, squinted his eyes and asked Mark: "Can't you still contact me?"

"Yeah, neither side can contact us!" Mark nodded.

"call!"

After hearing the sound, Brother Jiu frowned and lit a cigarette, he pondered for a while and said, "You go there and go in person! Do this after you arrive..."

Mark intervened and sat on the sofa, listening quietly to Brother Jiu’s explanation.

...

In the western restaurant.

After Cao Meng tidied up his clothes, he took his younger brother to the dining table, then nodded and asked, "Who is Wu Gang?"

"brush!"

Wu Gang burped and looked up at Cao Meng: "Don't you know me?"

"...We haven't seen it before!" Cao Meng stood beside Wu Gang and replied.

"Do you know who you offended?" Wu Gang did not let Cao Meng sit down, but only lowered his head and lit a Sun Island cigarette.

"All things have happened, so we won't talk about who is right or wrong." Cao Meng pondered for a while, and said in a very real way: "Am I, even a small businessman, can't afford to deal with you, Lao Han! Look at this matter, can I pay some money, let's turn it over!"

"puff!"

The drunk Wu Gang looked up and spitted a cigarette at Cao Meng's face, and cursed with a smile: "You still know that you can't afford to deal with us!"

Cao Meng gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Lost money, right? Then how much do you bring?" Wu Gang asked again.

Cao Meng thought about it after hearing the sound, then lifted up his coat, took off his money bag directly from his waist, spread it on the table and said, "I just do a small business and don't have much money. Most of the 30,000 miles away are borrowed from outside! I know that Lao Han has not been short of money in the past two years, but my conditions are really like this... You see, you take the money and then go back and talk to Lao Han, is it okay?"

"Thirty thousand?!" Wu Gang reached out and picked up the wallet.

"Yeah, 30,000!" Cao Meng nodded.

"Do you fucking know how much it costs to invite a friend to play in the south?" Wu Gang shook his wallet: "Why are you so awesome? He cut it into that B for Ersheng, and finally gave this little money, and wanted to get rid of it?"

"I cut him down, and he cut me down too! Didn't it?" Cao Meng gritted his teeth and replied.

"You are a JB, why are you chopping you up?" Wu Gang threw the money directly into Cao Meng's chest: "What is Ersheng doing, what are you doing?"

"...What do you want?" Cao Meng was also a little angry.

"Did you say that you should pay for it first?" Wu Gang sorted out his sexy velvet vest, stood up and asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"right!"

"How much does that cost? Do I have to say?"

"Then how much do you want?!"

"150,000, not even a single point less!" Wu Gang's words were sonorous and powerful.

"Then you're killing me. I don't have 150,000!" Cao Meng's face turned red.

"Is that true? That's your business!" Wu Gang pointed to Cao Meng's chest and said, "But if you can't get the money, I can't even want a penny! But wherever Ersheng was injured, I'll cut it back intact!"

"Aren't my brother injured?" Cao Shuang asked with his eyes: "It's all JB-lost, why is your Ersheng so valuable? It's not okay to give 30,000 yuan. Who do you want to bully to death?"

"Bang!"

Wu Gang tilted his head and directly grabbed Cao Shuang's neck: "You are talking to me?"

"Hey!" Cao Meng frowned and stopped him in the middle, licked his lips and asked, "150,000, no point can be lost, right?"

"Yes, there is no room for negotiation. If you don't pay, you will definitely be fucking you!" Wu Gang's words were very direct.

"Okay, then I'll go back and get some together!"

"Tomorrow night, I'll get the money here!" Wu Gang replied, pointing to the table.

"It's OK!" Cao Meng nodded continuously, then greeted his brother: "Let's go, cool!"

After saying that, the two brothers took the 30,000 yuan from the table and turned around and left the hotel. Wu Gang looked at their backs and threw the cigarette butts on the smooth ground and stomped them out. He cursed with extreme contempt: "Why is this man looking at the tiger!"

"Do you still eat it, brother?"

"No more eating, let's go!" Wu Gang waved his hand and shouted: "Come on, waiter, give me two imported toothpicks, I QQ teeth!"

Outside the door.

After Cao Meng got off the steps, he walked steadily to the motorcycle, and then pulled out a cold-lit pig-killing knife from the canvas wrapped in the back seat!

I think it's not a dagger, but a fucking pig-killing knife! A cruel weapon with a blood groove and a triangular blade!

"What are you doing?!" Cao Shuang, who was about to ride a motorcycle, asked in confusion.

"Do you have 150,000?" Cao Meng asked in a daze.

"No!"

"Does our family have 150,000?" Cao Meng asked again.

“…Not either!”

"Then are you still thinking about JB, waiting for him to fuck me first?" Cao Meng cursed, and turned around and walked back with a pig-killing knife.

"How many knives do you bring?!" Cao Shuang sat on the motorcycle and shouted.

"Bang!"

Cao Meng pushed open the door and entered the Western Restaurant without replying at all. Cao Shuang looked around and finally picked up two bricks from the side of the road, one with one hand, and then followed him in.

Inside the restaurant.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Yuquan Fangping, you sell me forty-five, you are a black shop! Do you force me to do whatever you want?" Wu Gang was standing outside the bar at this moment, looking at the bill in his hand and cursing at the cashier.

"...Our store itself does not allow it to bring its own drinks. If you insist on drinking, there will definitely be an increase in price!" The cashier looked aggrieved.

"I have to collect money after I drink it, right?" Wu Gang asked with his eyes squinted.

"That's sure!" the cashier nodded.

"Go, Big Li Zi, go to the convenience store opposite and buy two bottles again and return them to him!" Wu Gang said cleverly: "Give him five dollars to open the bottle later! Fuck you, I'll let you hack me!"

"…!" The cashier collapsed completely.

"Hey, Lao Wu, I've collected the money! A new big ticket of 150,000, with all the seals of the King of Hell! Come on, you can do it!" Cao Meng suddenly shouted.

"Yeah?" Wu Gang turned around and turned around.

"Puff!"

Cao Meng stepped forward and slapped Wu Gang's stomach with one slash, which was very strong!
Chapter completed!
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