Xing Yue was anxious and Land Rover roared. After a while, Xing Yue arrived at a high-end hotel.

"Brother Zhang, it's been a long time since we met!" Xing Yue walked into the private room with a smile.

There were wine and food on the table, but there were only three people sitting. The one sitting was a middle-aged flat-headed man wearing a delicate white shirt on his upper body and precious golden cufflinks on his wrist. This man did not look like a gangster, but there were two young men around him, wearing hurdle vests, showing strong muscles and aggression in his eyes.

When the middle-aged man saw Xing Yue coming in, he hurriedly stood up to greet him. Although the two young men beside him did not greet Xing Yue with a smile, they all stood up together when they saw the middle-aged man treat him so politely.

The middle-aged man pulled Xing Yue to his side and sat down.

"Brother, are you here to have a drink with me this late night?"

"Oh, brother, if you say that, I really have no shame to see you. I'm not going to have any trouble again."

"Oh, what can I do to get you, brother," said the middle-aged man while laughing.

"This matter is not easy to say!" After Xing Yue finished speaking, he looked at the young man next to the middle-aged man.

"Brother, don't worry, everyone sitting here is your own people. If you have anything to say, you must do it for you if your brother can help you. If you don't say it, you will look down on your brother." After the middle-aged man said that, he pointed to the empty wine glass in front of him. One of the young men immediately understood and hurriedly took an empty glass on the table and placed it in front of Xing Yue, filling the wine carefully.

Xing Yue did not answer, frowned, picked up the goblet of white wine in front of him and drank it all.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw him like this. Xing Yue never showed such a behavior in front of him. Although Xing Yue had helped him a lot and often had misunderstandings, middle-aged man also knew that most of it was a kind of politeness. Even a few months ago, when Xing Yue asked him to settle the nail house that refused to demolition, he did not show such distress. Nail houses or other matters were big or small, and it seemed that Xing Yue didn't take such a thing to heart.

"Brother, did you say that?"

"I'm going to hide it from you, brother, my friend has been kidnapped."

The middle-aged man said with his eyes wide open: "Brother, who dares to kidnap your people? Besides, kidnapping is really not going to happen on my ground."

"Brother, of course I don't mean that it was your subordinates. You also know that I have offended many people in order to make some hard money in the past few years. But I didn't expect these people to attack my friends."

"Then how much do they plan to knock you?" said the middle-aged man with a smile on his face.

Xing Yue reached out to grab the bottle and poured a glass of wine. The middle-aged man was about to dissuade him, but Xing Yue had already drunk it all.

"They don't want money." Xing Yue's eyes turned red.

"No money?" The middle-aged man's face also stiffened a lot, and he couldn't help but mutter.

"Yes, I don't have money, so I might want to mess with my friend. No, I want to ask my brother for help."

The middle-aged man put away his smile and said, "Which road is it from?"

"I'm not hiding on the road."

"I'm not hiding on the road, and I don't ask you for money. It seems that I hate you completely!"

Xing's words seem to have made a default. Xing's more anxious and Land Rover roared. After a while, Xing's more and more went to a high-end restaurant.

"Brother Zhang, it's been a long time since we met!" Xing Yue walked into the private room with a smile.

There were wine and food on the table, but there were only three people sitting. The one sitting was a middle-aged flat-headed man wearing a delicate white shirt on his upper body and precious golden cufflinks on his wrist. This man did not look like a gangster, but there were two young men around him, wearing hurdle vests, showing strong muscles and aggression in his eyes.

When the middle-aged man saw Xing Yue coming in, he hurriedly stood up to greet him. Although the two young men beside him did not greet Xing Yue with a smile, they all stood up together when they saw the middle-aged man treat him so politely.

The middle-aged man pulled Xing Yue to his side and sat down.

"Brother, are you here to have a drink with me this late night?"

"Oh, brother, if you say that, I really have no shame to see you. I'm not going to have any trouble again."

"Oh, what can I do to get you, brother," said the middle-aged man while laughing.

"This matter is not easy to say!" After Xing Yue finished speaking, he looked at the young man next to the middle-aged man.

"Brother, don't worry, everyone sitting here is your own people. If you have anything to say, you must do it for you if your brother can help you. If you don't say it, you will look down on your brother." After the middle-aged man said that, he pointed to the empty wine glass in front of him. One of the young men immediately understood and hurriedly took an empty glass on the table and placed it in front of Xing Yue, filling the wine carefully.

Xing Yue did not answer, frowned, picked up the goblet of white wine in front of him and drank it all.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw him like this. Xing Yue never showed such a behavior in front of him. Although Xing Yue had helped him a lot and often had misunderstandings, middle-aged man also knew that most of it was a kind of politeness. Even a few months ago, when Xing Yue asked him to settle the nail house that refused to demolition, he did not show such distress. Nail houses or other matters were big or small, and it seemed that Xing Yue didn't take such a thing to heart.

"Brother, did you say that?"

"I'm going to hide it from you, brother, my friend has been kidnapped."

The middle-aged man said with his eyes wide open: "Brother, who dares to kidnap your people? Besides, kidnapping is really not going to happen on my ground."

"Brother, of course I don't mean that it was your subordinates. You also know that I have offended many people in order to make some hard money in the past few years. But I didn't expect these people to attack my friends."

"Then how much do they plan to knock you?" said the middle-aged man with a smile on his face.

Xing Yue reached out to grab the bottle and poured a glass of wine. The middle-aged man was about to dissuade him, but Xing Yue had already drunk it all.

"They don't want money." Xing Yue's eyes turned red.

"No money?" The middle-aged man's face also stiffened a lot, and he couldn't help but mutter.

"Yes, I don't have money, so I might want to mess with my friend. No, I want to ask my brother for help."

The middle-aged man put away his smile and said, "Which road is it from?"

"I'm not hiding on the road."

"I'm not hiding on the road, and I don't ask you for money. It seems that I hate you completely!"
Chapter completed!