The innermost room on the second floor of the main building of Mingdu Freight Stadium.

Luo Wentao closed his eyes and sighed softly: "I gave you two chances, twice."

Bao Wenduo was stunned when he heard this. Old Ou pulled Luo Wentao's wheelchair and suddenly pulled back. The two men's bodies disappeared near the window in an instant.

"Kang!"

The gunshots and the window glass explodes. Before Bao Wenduo can react, his right arm with the gun was broken by a bullet. Half of his arm flew back with the gun, and he shouted at the base of the wall with a snap.

In the corridor, Zhou Guangbin heard the gunshots wrong and immediately looked up at the window at the end of the corridor in shock. Then, after pausing for less than half a second, he immediately turned around and retreated.

"Kang!"

The dull gunshot sounded again, and a hole as big as a person's head was punched in the wall where Zhou Guangbin had just stood.

Outdoor, Xiao Lei was lying on the iron plate and shuddered, his face changed drastically and shouted at the intercom system: "There is also a sniper, which is also a cannon."

In the two-story building opposite the main building, Jin Taiyu also shouted with a serious expression: "Xiao Lei, have you leaked it?"

Xiao Lei turned the gun head, looked through the scope and saw a figure vaguely seeing a container about ten meters high.

"He may have entered the location earlier than you, did he leak it? You feel something is wrong and leave immediately!" Jin Tae-woo yelled again.

"He should have seen me, but he didn't shoot and changed the location." Xiao Lei responded in a low voice: "...My location is better than his."

indoor.

Bao Wenduo screamed, sat on the ground with his left hand covering his broken arm, and his whole body twitched.

Luo Wentao sat in a wheelchair with pale cheeks and looked at Bao Wenduo: "...You don't have the courage to touch me, who can support you? Is it Jiahong's uncle?"

Bao Wenduo said nothing.

"When Sanxin was just established, I spent two years to increase the capital and scale by nearly four times. Lao Jiu and Tu Xiaoshen could only work in the branch office in my hands." Luo Wentao frowned and sighed: "I'm old. I asked you to support Jiahong for nearly ten years, but in the end, a uncle who is younger than a rabbit became the brain behind the scenes. When I was there, he couldn't even go to the main table, but you listened to him? Is he worthy? Ah?!"

After the words came, Lao Luo was so angry that he coughed violently twice and vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

"Jia... Jiahong didn't even dare to cross the border, right?" Luo Wentao asked with blood on his mouth and his eyes red.

Bao Wenduo did not reply.

"...I, Luo, have no one after me." Luo Wentao murmured with a sad and helpless voice.

...

Bao Wenduo, Zhou Guangbin and others arrived outside the wooden house outside the border line before arriving in Shunh.

Luo Jiahong walked down the gentle slope with great strides and said, "The old man was brought back, and the big fish on the opposite side also leaked. Let's hurry over immediately."

"Don't go first," Bao Wenduo reached out and pulled Luo Jiahong: "Mr. Zhou and I will take people there first."

"What does it mean?" Luo Jiahong was stunned and joked with a smile: "The old man has been rescued. My son, who wants his mother, doesn't even dare to cross the border to pick him up. Is that old man disheartened?!"

"When your uncle comes, you go there together." Bao Wenduo whispered: "Let's go and see what's going on first."

"I know his character, and even if he comes, he will not pass through the border." Luo Jiahong waved his hand and responded: "I won't wait for him."

"You can't go!" Bao Wenduo emphasized with a gloomy face.

Luo Jiahong was stunned, frowned and turned around and asked, "What are you playing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two cars arrived in a hurry. A strong man led the team to get off the car and rushed over.

"Where is Lao Qin (uncle)?" Bao Wenduo asked bluntly.

"He didn't come." The strong man turned his head and looked at Luo Jiahong, and said in a concise manner: "Mr. Qin asked us to pick you up."

"What does it mean?" Luo Jiahong asked with a frown.

"Stop playing jb." Zhou Guangbin stood on the slope in annoyed manner and said, "How can you not know what they want to do? Haven't they done these things last time? Damn, a waste of time."

Everyone was stunned.

"Go away now!" Zhou Guangbin walked towards the boat on the shore, and at this moment he was very sure that Luo Jiahong would definitely guess what everyone wanted to do. Because Bao Wenduo and his uncle had already done such a thing once in the Myanmar D. What if Lao Luo came back, what if he found out the truth? What if he didn't hand over the shares? What if Lao Luo's health improved and saw that Sanxin was in a dilemma and wanted to take over the power for a while again?

There are too many incidents, and dozens of senior executives including Niangmao and Bao Wenduo cannot afford to bet.

Luo Jiahong stood in front of the wooden house, stunned for a long time before shouting at the strong man: "I want to call him."

"Take Jiahong away." The strong man waved his hand.

Several young men stepped forward together, reached out and pulled Luo Jiahong and dragged him to the car.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Guangbin and Bao Wenduo led the team into the country, but Luo Jiahong was stopped abroad.

...

On the second floor of the main building of Mingdu Goods Stadium, Zhou Guangbin stood at the entrance of the corridor, waved his hand and shouted to the people below: "What happened inside, Bao Wenduo was blocked in Lao Luo's room, there was a sniper outside, you can go in quickly."

After hearing the sound, everyone immediately moved forward. Three of them took off their strong flashlights from their waists, shone them towards the window at the end of the corridor, and walked quickly in the front.

Zhou Guangbin's nervous heart was at the throat at this moment, and he thought in his heart that Chen Tianze's people were outside to rescue Lao Luo, so he was eager to regain control of him as soon as possible.

More than a dozen people were carrying guns and ran to the end of the corridor. The strong flashlight shook the outdoors, making the windows very dazzling, so even if a sniper was aiming outside, there was no way to accurately shoot the indoors.

In the room.

Bao Wenduo sat on the ground, shook his head and looked at Lao Luo and said, "I can't understand the fuck, really can't understand... Why did you give up Jiahong and finally choose Jiajun... Isn't the threat of Shengshi Marriott greater? How long can you last? If you lose it, can Jiajun defend this industry?"

"Before you wanted to kill me, I chose Jiahong." Luo Wentao responded expressionlessly: "Do you think I have been ventilated with Jiajun, so you can set up a circle?"

"No...isn't it?" Bao Wenduo looked confused.

"I want you to see it at a glance. How did I run Sanxin for so many years?!" Luo Wentao pushed the wheelchair with both hands and slowly came to Bao Wenduo and said, "You have to die."

Bao Wenduo stood there in a daze.

Luo Wentao pointed to Bao Wenduo's cheek and said domineeringly: "But I have to explain to you that the reason for killing you is not because you wanted to kill me twice, but because you did not assist my eldest son."

"... Jiahong believes more about his uncle. I am an outsider and I am powerless to return to heaven." Bao Wenduo sighed with his voice, his voice full of grief: "I advised Jiahong to suppress the Marriott of the Prosperous Times. It is necessary to attack their roots. The battle should not happen in the big l, but in the inner m... But he didn't listen to me... In Sanxin for more than ten years, I have been worthy of my position. If I lose, I admit it!"

After the words came, two ropes fell from a high altitude outdoors.

"Bang!"

Three figures fell from the sky, kicked open the window and entered the room.

Old Luo looked up.

A young man sniffed his nose, aimed his muzzle directly at Bao Wenduo's head, and said with a smile: "I'll just say it, the opposite side must be killing you, not to save you, are you still stubborn this time?"

Lao Luo's mouth twitched.

"Kang!"

The gunshots, Bao Wenduo's temples burst, and blood storms his face red.

"Gudong!"
Chapter completed!