Jiang Weiming opened a luxurious private room and was waiting patiently for someone.
At this time, Su Hai was also here with him.
"Su Hai, is the killer you hired reliable?" Jiang Weiming couldn't help but ask worriedly.
Su Hai patted his chest and looked confident, "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, the people he invited this time are all super killers among the top killers, and there must be no problem!"
When Jiang Weiming heard this, his heart that had been hanging around was finally put into practice.
He was so excited that he was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and said, "That's great! If the killer can really solve Ye Fan, then I will definitely be rewarded!"
"Don't worry! Mr. Jiang! That killer will definitely complete the task!" Su Hai said with a confident look on his face.
"By the way! When will that killer come?" Jiang Weiming asked.
"It'll be here soon!" Su Hai replied.
At this moment, the door of the private room opened, and a burly man appeared at the door.
The man was about thirty years old, with dark skin and ordinary appearance, just like an ordinary piece of limestone, without any abruptness.
However, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk, as if he could see through everything in the world at any time, making people intimidated.
"You are Gao Feihu! Mr. Gao?"
Jiang Weiming stood up, his face full of smiles, and asked respectfully.
"Um!"
The big man nodded, spit out a word coldly, then sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and glanced at Jiang Weiming with a proud look on his face.
Well?
Jiang Weiming's expression was a little embarrassed. He was so enthusiastic just now, but the other party was so cold. At this moment, he felt a sense of arrogance with a hot face against his cold butt.
But because the other party is a killer who kills people and robs, Jiang Weiming is not easy to have any attacks.
Jiang Weiming said with a flattering look on his face: "Mr. Gao, I heard that you are very majestic and famous in the killer world, so I specially found you and wanted you to help me kill someone!"
"No problem, the question is how much you have to pay!"
Gao Feihu smiled coldly and glanced at Jiang Weiming disdainfully.
At this time, Jiang Weiming said firmly, "As long as you can kill him, I am willing to pay for the amount of money!"
"Oh? Who did you want me to kill?"
Gao Feihu was a little surprised because he could also see that Mr. Jiang seemed to have a deep hatred for his enemies, and even would rather kill the other party at all costs.
"A little security guard named Ye Fan!" Jiang Weiming replied gritting his teeth.
"Little security?"
Gao Feihu frowned, and then said with a puzzled look: "Mr. Jiang! Just a little security guard. Do you have to send a peerless killer like me to assassinate him? You've gone too far, right?"
"Mr. Gao, don't underestimate Ye Fan. He is a security guard on the surface, but he can make the Jiang family go bankrupt with just one call! This person is not easy to deal with!" Jiang Weiming replied with a gloomy face.
Just a little security guard, you look down on him too much, right?
Gao Feihu couldn't help but mock him in his heart.
Of course, he did not express his contempt in his heart, because for him, the simpler the goal, the easier it is for him to make money.
If the goal is too troublesome, you have to spend some time completing it, and the process will be a bit difficult.
As for Jiang Weiming’s request, this is a trivial matter for Gao Feihu.