People are afraid of death, and Ma Liu is no exception.

As expected, after obeying A Bing's advice, Ma Liu worked tirelessly to become an old ox.

The kitchen on the first floor is very large, and the vegetables saved are quite abundant. Ma Liu didn't have to go out to buy vegetables for a week in a row. On the seventh day, A Bing came here hurriedly, without saying anything, let Ma Liu move the food purchased outside into the kitchen and disappear again. Ma Liu never mentioned the summoned by the Eighth Master, and still acted as his own chef in a normal manner, or cleaned the hygiene of the house. When it was okay, Ma Liu would never go over the line. Apart from his own room, he would at most go to the first floor to see three big men playing cards, serving vegetables and water, and be a full slave.

However, two packs of cigarettes were filial to them, and they were always salivating with a humble smile to make the three meals delicious. Ma Liu was familiar with these heroes from the world. Later, the black-faced hero who opened the door was named Liu Yong, the one with a knife wound on his forehead was Chen Chao, and the man with a red face and long hair was named Guan Sheng. As for the young man who seemed to only drink every day, the three big men who were slightly better in body shape were awe and never said hello to him, so Ma Liu never knew his name.

He got along with these men in shock. Fortunately, Ma Liu was smart enough to gradually get closer to these people. However, Ma Liu occasionally mentioned Ba Jun, and these people were silent. The more he did this, Ma Liu became more curious about the man who was likely to become his boss.

After getting along well with these men, Ma Liu is also beneficial. For example, sometimes when he sees him getting addicted to smoking, Chen Chao, who looks particularly fierce, throws him a pack of cigarettes. Although it is not China, it is a soft-yuxi, which is a good cigarette.

When it's okay, Ma Liu likes to stand in front of the window in his room and look at the vague tower and river in the distance. Ma Liu actually wants to go out for a walk, but when he thinks of the two wolf dogs at the door, Ma Liu gave up this idea. Fortunately, the wolf dog does not need Ma Liu to feed it himself, and it is all served by the evil young man himself. Occasionally, Ma Liu looked at the wolf dog quietly, and the evil young man's eyes at the wolf dog were much gentler than when he looked at people, which often made Ma Liu sigh that "better than beasts".

As the days passed day by day, even if Ma Liu was secretly anxious, he would not dare to complain a little. A month would be over soon. In two days, the one-month deadline that A Bing said would come. If Ma Liu didn't say it, it did not mean that he was not anxious. If he was anxious, the smile on his face would gradually decrease.

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The bar is a first-tier bar in Shanghai and is also a well-known gold-selling nest in Shanghai. The two-story bar has a wide range of areas and luxurious decorations. The lady has a large number of people and excellent quality, so there is no need to worry about customers. The black and white areas in the city include some big figures in the officialdom. If you want to have a romantic relationship, most of them will choose to come here, so the sos bar is definitely considered the cow of the Eighth Master.

Of course, everyone knows that the sos bar is one of the many industries of the Eighth Master, so guests are relieved to come here to have fun, and there will be no trouble. Who doesn’t buy the face of the Eighth Master? Even the "pretty widow" who has been separated from the Eighth Master has never dared to go to war with the Eighth Master easily, so the underworld in Shanghai has been quiet, and the government turns a blind eye. As long as the two of them are not excessive, the government will naturally be happy to see it.

It was the peak of nightclub, and the sos bar was crowded. Except for the private room on the second floor that was never open to the public, the other private rooms and halls were almost full.

There is nothing strange about this, sos bars have always been like this.

A group of beakers shuttled through the crowd, and the teasing sounds mixed with tempting and passionate dance music intersected, making the atmosphere of the bar extremely hot. Several security guards shrank in the corner and smoked, staring at the men and women twisted their butts in the dance floor with scorching eyes. Several welcoming guests who were dressed in charm but never accompanied the guests stood outside the door, one row on the left and right, one handsome and one pretty. Whenever a guest came in, a man and one woman near the door would help open the door first and then welcome him in unison with a group of colleagues behind him.

The manager of the bar is named He and his name is He Chaoyang. However, everyone habitually calls him Manager He or Brother He. Some powerful people call him Xiao He. Of course, there are only a few people in the whole ten Shanghais. Everyone knows that He Chaoyang, who always smiles when he meets people, is a loyal lackey of the Eighth Master. He has done so many shameful things for Eighth Master behind his back. No one knows, but he has heard some rumors about him more or less.

He Chaoyang took over Sos Bar three years ago. Under his remediation, the bar's turnover increased by 30%. This made the eighth master's men jealous and jealous, but they could only convince. Everyone would do the things that chopped the racks and killed people. What they needed was courage, but when it comes to doing business, not everyone could be as ease as him, but wisdom and mind.

He Chaoyang had just had two drinks with a group of young men from the government officials on the first floor. He took the excuse to go to the bathroom and never went back. He stood alone at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, looking at the guest downstairs with a playful look. Beside him was the nominal assistant, but in fact, Shen Qing, who was her little girl. This woman had long flowing hair draped over her shoulders, and her delicate and charming face was enough to make countless men crazy. Of course, she also had a sexy figure, and her two plump breasts were also fascinating.

She followed He Chaoyang at the age of 20. She watched He Chaoyang get up step by step from a small minion. She is a smart and ambitious woman. Otherwise, she, a top student from Jiaotong University, would not have been with He Chaoyang, a gangster in the world for five or six years.

"Chaoyang, I heard that the slutty person in Jianghu Club is now very dissatisfied with you and often talks bad things about you in front of the Eighth Master?" Shen Qing said indignantly.

He Chaoyang frowned slightly and said, "You'd better not interrupt this kind of thing, I'll know it."

Shen Qing really shut up obediently, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, but she immediately returned to her smile and said, "Chaoyang, I won't go back tonight. Today is the fifth anniversary of our understanding."

"Anniversary?" He Chaoyang was stunned, as if he was trapped in memories. Five years have passed, and these five years have not been easy!

Before He Chaoyang could speak, he suddenly shook his body and said, "Don't follow me first!"

After saying that, He Chaoyang quickly walked downstairs to meet him.

The door was opened, and a man in his forties walked in with a smile on his face, and there was no trace of majesty. He was no different from a commoner in the city. He was dressed in an ordinary dress. He was followed by an old man with a long gown and half of his head was bald. He was as thin as skinny as if he was skinny. He moved slowly and looked a little old. He looked around quickly. His eyes were extremely sharp and he slowly lowered his head and followed the middle-aged man.

"Master Eighth!" The two rows of welcome guests bowed and shouted, full of respect.

"Master Eighth Master, why are you here?" He Chaoyang quickly came up and called out.

Eighth Master nodded with a smile, and He Chaoyang respectfully called the old man behind Eighth Master, "Hello Uncle Mu!"

The old man hushed out of his nostrils and ignored him.

Eighth Master took the old man to the second floor. When he walked to the middle of the stairs, the guests in the hall below stood up and shouted respectfully: "Eighth Master!"

He smiled and nodded. The Eighth Master still did not stop for too long. Instead, under the guidance of He Chaoyang, he went directly into the VIP private room on the second floor that had been kept for him.

The private room is decorated in ordinary style, with a strong aroma of books, and there is a pair of words "Charge Anger" written by Baye himself hanging on the wall, which shows great skills.

Master Eighth sat on a mahogany chair and waved to He Chaoyang, who had been uneasy, and said, "Xiao He, how long has it been since I been here?"

"The last time Eighth Master came, it must have been three months ago!" He Chaoyang swallowed. Although Eighth Master looked like he did not look majestic at all and was not as majestic as a mighty person, he, the big man who dared not look at the secretary of the municipal party committee, felt a huge pressure and majesty. He even occasionally looked at Eighth Master, and felt like he was as high as a mountain.

Nodded, the Eighth Master's smile gradually closed. He smoked a top-quality cigar air-carried from Cuba from an exquisite box. He Chaoyang quickly helped light it and swallowed a mouthful of thick smoke. The Eighth Master didn't say anything for a long time. The hunchbacked old man stood behind the Eighth Master silently, closing his eyes to rest, while He Chaoyang was so nervous that he dared to breathe slightly.

The Eighth Master finally spoke: "I heard that you have been having a bad time with Xiaoyu recently?"

He Chaoyang quickly said, "It's a bit unpleasant, but Master Eighth is worried. No matter what, Xiaoyu and I are doing things for Master Eighth. We won't make Master Eighth upset because of a small loss and let Master Eighth upset."

"Yeah." Master Eighth nodded slightly and said, "About it, you have been with me for five years. It's not easy for everyone to get to where they are today!"

After swallowing, He Chaoyang nodded and remained silent, but he understood the warning in the Eighth Master's words.

Eighth Master has been in Shanghai for so many years and can stand up in several trends. This is enough to make Eighth Master’s skill. Eighth Master, who has always ignored the open and secret struggles between his subordinates, actually came to him to warn him in person. He Chaoyang thought about it and felt a little scared and secretly scolded Shen Qing. In fact, he didn’t have much hatred with Xiaoyu, who had the nickname “Jade Butterfly”, and it was all because Shen Qing was fanning the flames, which gradually escalated the conflict.

"I heard you found an assistant?" Eighth Master suddenly asked again, his voice neither slow nor slow, as if he was chatting at home.

He Chaoyang was so scared that he was clever again. He knelt in front of the Eighth Master with a bang and said in a trembling voice: "Eighth Master, give me another chance, I know what to do."

"Haha, I just asked casually, okay, get up!" Master Eighth smiled.

He Chaoyang stood up, his face pale in fear, and lowered his head and did not dare to say anything again.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

"Open the door!" Eighth Master nodded.

He Chaoyang opened the door, and a young man with a breath of energy came in and smiled slightly at He Chaoyang, making He Chaoyang's heart sink. He quickly turned back a kind smile. He knew that the man named A Bing in front of him was now a celebrity in front of the Eighth Master. Although he was not specifically responsible for the nightclubs under the Eighth Master, he always felt like an imperial envoy, and he could not afford to offend him no matter what.

"Eighth Master!" A Bing said with a slight respectful body.

The Eighth Master nodded and said to He Chaoyang: "Xiao He, you go out first!"

He Chaoyang was pardoned and quickly retreated, not forgetting to close the door.

"How is his relationship with Guan Sheng and others?" Eighth Master asked straight to the point.

A Bing said: "It's not bad."

"No conflict occurred?" Eighth Master was slightly stunned.

"Yes, and it seems that we are getting along a little bit happy. Of course, Xiaodao is an exception." A Bing smiled slightly.

The Eighth Master nodded: "Then has he called you or asked me about it?"

Shaking his head, Abing said, "I have already told you about the one-month deadline as the eighth master told me, but so far, I have not called me, let alone mentioned this."

The Eighth Master finally smiled and said, "It seems that Poison Wolf has good eyesight. Since that's the case, I will give Poison Wolf a face. Tomorrow, you take him to where I live. I want to see what the young man can be attracted to by Poison Wolf!"
Chapter completed!