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Chapter 9 Salary from the bottom of the pot!

The bricks are majestic.

With a dull "bang", the gangster fell down under Li Qiang's sneak attack. The dry red bricks were shot into two pieces and fell on the asphalt road, making two crisp sounds.

The gangsters walking in front noticed something strange. When they looked back, the gangster who was strapped to the brick was already lying softly on the ground. There were two broken bricks scattered on the ground next to them. How could there be any suspicious figures?!

"My grass, what's wrong with Dayong!"

"Who's the fuck?!"

"Damn it, where did this brick be thrown over?"

Several gangsters suddenly shouted, some people were looking for someone, and some people went up to help the gangster named Dayong, but those who were looking for someone couldn't even find a ghost. When the helper saw Dayong's situation, they didn't dare to help him. Dayong's head was swollen and blood was bleeding all over the floor. Don't let anyone die, right?!

"Evil nature--" The bald head gritted his teeth and shouted in anger: "Call 120 quickly and call the ambulance!"

It is important to save people, and the gangsters didn't care about going to trouble Li Qiang and Shi Xiaojun anymore. What made them angry and discouraged was that since Li Qiang disappeared inexplicably in this alley, they had never seen Li Qiang again. First, Lao Liu insisted that he was kicked, but now Dayong was hit by a dull brick again, but he still couldn't catch any clues, which was really crazy.

Seeing Dayong lying on the ground and having no idea about the personnel, Li Qiang was somewhat worried. It would be a big trouble if it caused a life.

Under the action of the wall-piercing technique, the bluestone, asphalt, concrete and steel bars under their feet turned into a gentle and gentle manner like water. Li Qiang slowly dived down, just like Tu Xingsun in the Conquest of the Gods, moving forward freely in the soil, and the gods came to the bottom of Dayong's position without knowing it.

This is a very magical state. He stood below the road on the streets of the city, looking up at the situation above, and it looked like a piece of transparent glass with some colors. As long as he wanted, he could reach out to touch Dayong at any time, and even let his fingers pass through Dayong's body, just like he usually penetrates a wall.

Li Qiang was suddenly shocked and made a very terrifying discovery - if he used his superpower to penetrate someone's body, he could easily destroy the other person's internal organs and even pull out the other person's heart through his belly. Isn't this saying that he has unparalleled murder ability?!

...

After leaving the scene in a hurry, Li Qiang took out his cell phone and called Shi Xiaojun.

"How is Qiangzi?" As soon as he answered the phone, Shi Xiaojun's concerning voice came: "I have never dared to call you, for fear that when you hide from them, your phone will ring and they will find out!"

"You are quite smart." Li Qiang smiled and asked, "I'm fine anymore, where are you?"

Shi Xiaojun was relieved and complained: "I am hiding in the corridor of a building opposite my residence. Who knows if they will come to me? I didn't dare to go back!"

"Then you wait in place, I'll talk about it after I go."

More than ten minutes later, the two met together. Li Qiang pretended that he was hiding behind a green belt. He heard the other party’s conversation and roughly told Shi Xiaojun about the current situation.

"Mom, there is indeed an insider in the Fuhuang realm, and we even told us about our residence!"

Shi Xiaojun was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "What should I do now? Otherwise, let's just run away. Just rely on your singing skills, you can make a living wherever you go. I'll get along with you in the future!"

"Run away?" Li Qiang shook his head with a giggle and a firm expression: "We didn't do anything bad, why should we run? Besides, if we want to run, I will run alone. This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Li Qiang, listen to my advice..."

Shi Xiaojun was about to persuade him with great sincerity, but was interrupted by Li Qiang's wave: "Don't persuade him, I won't run away. You don't have to run away. Let's go back to Fuhuang to stay in the dormitory. I don't believe that the people from the Crystal Palace dare to rush into Fuhuang to play wild."

Shi Xiaojun opened his mouth, but felt nothing to say. Li Qiang had a kind of perseverance and stubbornness that his peers had rarely had since childhood. He was the only child who studied Sanda together and persevered. Later, Li Qiang became obsessed with singing because he could not find a good mentor and was completely self-taught. He could not turn back what he knew about, and could not persuade him to come back even if he talked about it.

Seeing Shi Xiaojun's desire to speak, his face was full of worry. Li Qiang grinned and patted his shoulder and joked: "You are not unaware that it is the rising period of my career. If you leave Fuhuang, I will still have to work hard from a basic part-time job, and you, the foreman, have to become a waiter. While our income is good now, we will be at Fuhuang first. Make an extra profit every day. If we find that the situation is not good one day, it will not be too late to leave."

After thinking about it, Shi Xiaojun thought that Li Qiang's words made sense. It costs money to run away. He was used to being a moonlight clan. His salary last month had been spent. If he left now, not only would he lose his salary this month, but he would also face the dilemma of not having money at hand. Li Qiang didn't have much money, but he could earn 6800 yuan every day now, so it would be better to do it for a few more days.

But he didn't know that Li Qiang's statement was just an excuse. In fact, Li Qiang didn't plan to escape at all. After finding that his supernatural powers could easily kill others, Li Qiang was full of confidence and came up with many ways to deal with the current difficulties. Not only did he not take the Crystal Palace seriously, he was also ready to plan a counterattack!

...

Song Jianxin has a hobby, which is to smoke a cigar while drinking a glass of sweet wine when he is in a good mood. Such hobby is not very consistent with his identity as a gangster leader, and is incompatible with his short and fat image, but he enjoys it.

But in recent times, he hasn't done this for a long time because he is very unhappy and extremely unhappy.

Look, he just got angry with his subordinates today, and the boss called him into the office again. Song Jianxin had a depressed guess that he was going to be scolded again.

But things did not develop as he imagined. The boss made a few calls first, then put away his cell phone and laughed a few times, without showing him a look.

Song Jianxin has been struggling in the world for more than ten years and has achieved his current status. He has a very eye-catching look. Seeing this, he hurriedly stepped forward to make fun of him: "Brother Di, why are you so happy?"

The owner of Crystal Palace is named Wu Disheng. He is 40 years old this year. He is the golden age of strong and rich social experience. He is a well-known figure in this mountain city. Compared with him, the former boss of Fuhuang, Wang Yu, is a rising star.

For this period of time, the merger of Fuhuang, a business competitor, has been the main direction of his career. However, the well-known leaders in the city greeted him, and he had to give him the other party, so he had to take this inferior approach and use various means to drag Fuhuang back, making Wang Yufei tired of dealing with it. In the end, he was not good at management and retreated due to difficulties.

However, Wang Yufei is more tenacious than he imagined, and has many unique aspects in business, which makes his plan unable to achieve his goal. Moreover, there are also mistakes in the important part of the plan. He originally planned to control the singer to perform and suppress the soft environment of Fuhuang, but unexpectedly, a Li Qiang appeared halfway. Wang Yufei also spent a lot of money from other cities to invite singers to come and play. In recent days, the momentum has overwhelmed the Crystal Palace!

But such a day is about to end, which is exactly why Wu Disheng is so happy today.

"You guys are just unreliable, and I have to do it myself."

Wu Disheng smiled, sat down on the sofa, raised his legs and said, "Pour glass of water for me first!"

Song Jianxin immediately brought a cup of warm water, Wu Disheng took a sip, and then said, "What do you think of the Fuhuang's activities tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid it will be very lively." Song Jianxin thought for a while and replied honestly: "This is the first time in our city that someone has invited such a magic expert to perform. Many people should go and see it. However, Feng Kun's appearance fee should be very expensive, and Wang Yufei may not make money."

"It's right." Wu Disheng nodded slightly: "Feng Kun has a senior brother who has been on the Spring Festival Gala for many years, and he has also gained great popularity in recent years. Wang Yufei invited him to perform for three days this time, and the commission was 600,000."

"Six hundred thousand..." Song Jianxin smacked his lips and said dryly: "I guess our business will not be too good in these three days."

"no, no." Wu Disheng suddenly laughed happily and waved his arms heroically: "You guessed it wrong. Feng Kun would not go to Fuhuang to perform, but would first let Fuhuang go for one day, and then from the next day, perform in our Crystal Palace for three consecutive days!"

Song Jianxin was stunned, then slapped his thighs suddenly, and shouted with a strange smile: "This plan is good. Wang Yufei's mother spent so much money to promote and said hello to the customers. This time she put everyone on pigeons first, and then we came to take off the firewood from the cauldron. Her business will definitely plummet, and no one will go to such a place to fool people again!"
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