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At the same time, the Sanjin Group, whose slogans are satisfaction for survival and efficiency for development, started a fierce quarrel internally.

The key members of the gang gathered on the second floor of the dance hall where they last watched the video.

Sanjin took out his cigarette case and lit one, then threw the cigarette case on the table.

He asked a little irritably: "What do you think about this matter?"

"What are you thinking about? Li Fugui is lying on the ground, why should we ask him to do this job? If we knock down Ye Ji, will Li Fugui be able to come out?"

My younger brother, Xiao Ben, expressed his views eagerly.

Seeing Sanjin lowering his head to smoke and not answering, Xiao Ben asked with his eyes wide open: "Is Li Fugui stronger than us? Did he defeat his opponent? Before he finished the second round, people entered the shop! We already have everything in our hands, what a great thing to get for nothing? Just this matter, you still have to brainstorm ideas for everyone to discuss?"

Sanjin turned his head and looked at Nanzi, pointed at Nanzi and asked softly: "Nanzi, what do you think about this?"

In fact, from the moment Nanzi entered the house, he was holding a mobile phone and never raised his head.

Xiao Ben was right when he said it before. No matter how much trouble they make, they are still a family. But I am just a high-end wage earner at the end of my life.

So he doesn't want to express his opinion. If he can keep his current position and make a little money, he will be satisfied.

But Sanjin's eyes were fixed on him, as if he was locked on him, and he knew that he would not be able to survive if he didn't speak.

Nan Zai rolled his eyes and followed Xiao Ben's words and said: "I think Brother Ben is right. We are just running on the road to earn two hard-earned money. Now that we have the money, we can almost do it." ..”

"You are just like me! Say whatever you want, no one wants you to make up a story!" Sanjin interrupted Nanzi angrily.

This has completely pushed Nanzi to the edge of the cliff. He really doesn't want to get involved in the two brothers' affairs, but Sanjin obviously wants to side with him, so he has no choice!

"We still have to go to Jiulang Mountain." Nan Zai's expression darkened and he turned around. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Xiao Ben.

"Let's go to the Naimal Desert! Are you my rival?"

Sanjin grabbed the cigarette case that had just been thrown on the table, hit Xiaoben hard on the head, and scolded: "You are the only one who can speak now, right? Are you going to attack me? Can you let Nanzi?" Finish what you said?"

Xiao Ben, who had received a cigarette pack, clenched his fists, but tried his best to control his emotions and remained silent. The younger brother standing next to him could clearly feel that he was shaking slightly.

Seeing that the two brothers were quarreling, Nanzi was even more embarrassed, but he still had to bite the bullet and continued: "We are popular because we have rules in doing things. If the money is from the Li family, we will do it regardless of whether the Li family is here or not. We have to finish the work and do it from beginning to end. In addition, I personally suggest that we just do our best on this matter. If we really run to death, no one will take care of us when the matter becomes big. Besides, it is Tengtai we meet, so we just do it. But people outside can also understand, and this is not a loss of status."

There is indeed a reason why Nan Zai was able to rise up in the Sanjin team. His ideas coincided with Sanjin's, and the two people's directions and steps were completely consistent.

So after Nanzi heard about it, Sanjin nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that Sanjin agreed with Nanzi's words, Xiaoben immediately became unhappy and asked the two of them: "Are your brains burned out? We are just horses on the road, why do we have to pretend to be heroes? ! Do you have to do your best in fighting this war? Whoever gets killed is not our brother?"

As soon as Xiao Ben said these words, Nan Zai looked startled. San Jin even blushed in a rare moment, pointed at Xiao Ben's nose and cursed: "We relied on reputation to make a fortune. You accept others and don't do it for them." Who will dare to come to you for work in the future? It’s your turn to get the benefits for nothing, and it’s your turn to be like a pie in the sky?”

"Yes, yes, yes! You are all heroes who believe in your credibility! If you have to kill two of them, smash this bowl and disperse the team, then you will be satisfied!"

Seeing his elder brother condescendingly criticizing him, Xiao Ben replied angrily.

"Whether you can do it or not, get out of here!" Sanjin pointed at the door and shouted: "I can still work without anyone else!"

Xiao Ben looked at Sanjin and Nanzi angrily, then slammed the door and walked out without looking back.

"Fuck, you're doing a job on a horse and you still have to give me a few words, and if you go on like this, you're going to have to stand on my head to shit and pee!"

Sanjin rubbed his face and complained angrily.

"Brother Xin, Brother Ben are also thinking about everyone. It's true that those people in Ye Ji are a bit evil. Do you think who will end up well? We are going today. We really need to be properly organized. Don't give us any trouble if we are not careful. stick it in."

Nanzi comforted him in a low voice from the side.

Sanjin pointed at Nanzi and cursed with a bit of hatred: "You, you, you! If you continue to be like this, you will soon be dead!"

Then he turned around, cleared his throat, and said loudly to everyone: "Everyone has free time, gather at 7:30 in the evening!"

With a crash, more than a dozen key members of the gang dispersed.

Nan Zai lit a cigarette with some trepidation and looked out the door with a complicated expression on his face. Without taking two puffs, he put out the cigarette butt and walked quickly downstairs.

Being caught in the middle is always the most difficult thing to do. Trying to please both ends will only result in being offended by both sides. Nanzi, who has managed to get ahead, has made money and a little bit of status, and at the same time, he has achieved his rank. The trouble comes as it should.

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When the time reached eight o'clock in the evening, the five people in the Wrangler gathered together. This was where the entire combat power of Ye Jitian's group was.

The vehicle set off from the small courtyard on the outskirts of the city and headed straight for Jiulang Mountain.

The hip-hop version of "A Laugh in the Sea" was playing in the car: Grudges fly far away in a blink of an eye. I have seen through the world of mortals and don't deal with the world.

Driver Xiao Yi followed the music, tapping his head and brakes rhythmically, and humming softly. His posture was very relaxed, even a little selfless, and for those who didn't know, he thought he was going on an outing in advance.

Zeng Rui, who was sitting in the co-pilot and concentrating on his work, kept leaning forward, holding a handful of yellow-orange-orange 64 bullets in his hand that he intended to press into his gun, all of which were scattered under the seat.

When he bent down and put his hands down to fumble around, the driver Xiao Yi applied the brakes again.

With a "Boom!", Zeng Rui's head hit the center console on the passenger side.

"Am I fucking you? I'm shaking your mb!"

The furious Zeng Rui slapped the driver Xiao Yi on the back of the head, who seemed to be in a state of selflessness and was still swaying to the music.

The driver, Xiao Yi, tilted his head forward and braked hard, causing the people in the car to sway left and right.

Zhang Peng, who was a little sleepy, hit his head on the back of the passenger seat. He was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped Yi Da on the back of the head.

At this moment, Yi Da, who had just come out of the music, asked a little aggrievedly: "Why are you beating me?"

Zeng Rui slapped him again, scratched his neck and cursed angrily: "The B-car you were riding on made you drive like a banger, can you still do it? You can't do the job of a driver, so what are you doing?

Come with us to conquer the continent of Azeroth?"

"Brother Da, it's a good thing that we didn't eat much at night, otherwise I, who never get car sick, might be a little unable to bear it now."

Dahu, whose face turned a little pale due to Yida's kicks and stops, couldn't help but mention it.
Chapter completed!