"Oh, we meet again..." When Maomao saw Pang Jindong, he sneered a few times first, and then hummed a few more times. It looked like his mouth was hurting, and the humming sound was a bit weird: "What am I talking about? We still have something to say.

Opportunity to meet!”

Pang Jindong was also helpless: "Yes, you are very accurate. Please predict the lottery when you have time!"

"Brother, I don't have that ability, otherwise..." Maomao chuckled and turned to look at Niu Pitang: "Speaking of which, you are a really interesting guy. He is always willing to help you out of trouble! Just give me a fucking call.

People came over in a hurry!"

"Why don't you call me buddy..." Niu Pitang's head was originally held high, but after hearing these words, he lowered his head, feeling very embarrassed.

"Stop talking nonsense, I can see what happened..." Pang Jindong waved his hands impatiently: "Just tell me what you want!"

"As the saying goes, once you are born again, you will become familiar again. This is the second time we have dealt with each other, and I don't want to embarrass you." After rubbing his mouth, Maomao continued: "Everything else can be avoided. Your brother has hurt us several times."

Brother, I still have to pay for this soup and medicine!"

"Isn't it just money?" Pang Jindong was sure that the other party would not put forward any other conditions, so he said straightforwardly: "If you don't want money, you want your life! It's up to you!"

Niu Pitang's tears immediately burst out of his eyes, and he choked back and said: "Brother, I know I'm sorry for you, but you can't just die without saving me..."

"It's almost a problem for me to even eat now. Where can I get money to pay for soup and medicine?" Pang Jindong said, and the first thing that came to his mind was not to let Shi Chen come out to rescue him.

If Pang Jindong continues to pretend to be an ordinary person, he must get money from other places.

It seemed that Qiluo was quite rich, and Pang Jindong began to wonder whether he should go back and notify him of a rent increase.

When Maomao heard this, he became furious. He pulled out a machete from his waist and put it on Niu Pitang's neck: "In this case, just wait and collect the body of your brother!"

"Okay!" Pang Jindong nodded: "But there is something I want to say beforehand. If you kill him today, you'd better kill me too! Otherwise, I will do nothing else for the rest of my life and chase him to the ends of the earth.

I’m going to kill you all too!”

The corner of Maomao's mouth twitched: "I don't believe you have this ability!"

"Just try it if you don't believe me!" Pang Jindong said, taking a step forward, his eyes passing over each face of the other party, as if he wanted to memorize all the faces: "I know, you are powerful in numbers.

But there is always a time when you are alone! You must be careful when sleeping, eating, and drinking in the future. I may use any method, such as poisoning, fire prevention, stabbing in the back...etc.! If I can't kill you, I will

Find your family members, including your girlfriends, wives or mistresses!"

When Pang Jindong said this, he actually exuded a powerful aura, which was inherent in a generation of military kings.

Maomao had never looked down upon Pang Jindong, thinking he was just an ordinary wage earner. At this time, he couldn't help but take a step back.

He has come out to hang out, so he is well-informed. Even if you can't tell who he is at the beginning, you will have a good idea after a few contacts.

At this moment, Maomao realized that Pang Jingdong was not an ordinary person and was not the social animal he thought he was.

It is impossible for those bitter office workers to have such a strong aura as Pang Jindong. Maomao has no doubt that Pang Jindong will kill all of his group.

Of course, Pang Jindong does have this ability. If a conflict breaks out between the two sides, Maomao will only have to give up his life.

And Pang Jindong tried his best to avoid conflicts. Before finding out the clues about the Ghost King Party, he could not let others realize what kind of strength he had.

The scene froze there. After a while, a girl's voice came over: "What are you doing standing around here? Are the people from the other party here?"

Along with the sound of words, a girl walked in.

On such occasions, the appearance of a woman can somewhat ease the atmosphere, but this girl made the atmosphere even more tense.

She carried a strong murderous aura and looked like she might stab someone at any time. It could also be said that she seemed to be carrying knives all over her body.

Maomao's group also seemed to be afraid of her, their eyes became frightened and they did not dare to speak loudly.

Pang Jindong has seen all kinds of people, but this is the first time he has seen a woman who can make so many gangsters obey her.

And this girl happened to know Pang Jindong. After the two looked at each other, they said in unison: "Why is it you?"

Maomao came over and asked cautiously: "Boss, do you know him?"

"Isn't it called Pang Jindong?" The girl giggled a few times, her murderous aura subdued, and asked Pang Jindong with a smile: "I am Ziling, do you remember?"

"Of course I remember, I spent about a hundred yuan to treat you to dinner..." Pang Jindong looked at it carefully and found that Zi Ling was different at this time from before. He had a strong aura that was not commensurate with his age: "You are still here

I’ve taken a bath at my house.”

When the two met once, Pang Jindong thought that Zi Ling was just an ordinary little girl, but even Pang Jindong sometimes made mistakes.

Looking at Zi Ling's current posture and the performance of Maomao and others, it can be seen that this little girl's background is not ordinary.

Maomao asked Zi Ling very carefully: "Boss, have you... ever taken a bath at his place?"

Zi Ling was a little embarrassed: "Taking a shower... I was dirty and couldn't do anything. Of course I had to find a place to take a shower."

Pang Jindong nodded hurriedly: "We have a very normal relationship between a man and a woman. Don't get it wrong!"

The more Pang Jindong said this, the more Maomao thought about it and began to wonder if there was something going on between Pang Jindong and Zi Ling.

"How could it be..." Zi Ling pointed at Niu Pi Tang and asked Pang Jindong: "Are you this person's friend?"

Pang Jindong nodded: "Yes!"

"Now that we all know each other, it's easier to talk." Zi Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "Your friend injured several of my men. Please tell me what you should do about this!"

"Your men set up a trap and stole a lot of my money. What should I do about this?"

"Immortal jump?" Zi Ling looked at Maomao after hearing this, and her eyes became sharp: "Are you starting to play this again?"

Maomao's face turned ugly, and she explained stumblingly: "Boss... I haven't had a project for a long time, and the brothers are all very tight..."

"Forget it, I'll do the next project for you. Stop doing business like the Immortal Dance. If word spreads, it will ruin the reputation of our Hon Hai Gang." Waving his hand, Zi Ling continued: "We are in big business!

"(To be continued)
Chapter completed!