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Chapter 309 Preparations by all parties

In a very affordable clock hotel in the Casino in District 1, Lao Hei, who once worked with Gouliuzi in Sinalo, is holding instant noodles in his left hand, a fork in his right hand, and a phone between his left cheek and shoulder.

He replied in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

"There is a job, are you interested?" Su Tianyu asked bluntly.

"No, I washed my hands." Lao Hei replied without hesitation: "I contracted a hotel here in District 1, and it's in good shape now. I don't care about politics anymore."

"You didn't wash your feet?" Su Tianyu sneered at his words: "You don't even care about Jianghu, how come you turned on the order-taking phone?!"

"...Don't be so pushy, what kind of job do you do?" When Lao Hei saw that he was exposed, he asked in a pretentious manner.

"Go to Lao Sanjiang, there are seven to ten people, and the guns must be on safety at all times." Su Tianyu replied.

Lao Hei blinked: "Lao Sanjiao is a unified area, so this job is not easy to do."

"Stop talking nonsense, will you answer it?" Su Tianyu asked.

"How much is it?" Lao Hei asked.

"Have a walk around five hundred thousand, fire up a fire and get twenty more." Su Tianyu replied.

"Pull him down, I've worked in such a big hotel, and I'm paying you fifty?!" Lao Hei refused directly: "I won't go."

"You have to think about it. After this call, I will block you directly. If we want to contact you again, we can only rely on brain waves." Su Tianyu's words were threatening.

"Don't pretend, and I don't pretend. Let's have a good talk, okay?" Lao Hei took a big bite of instant noodles and replied vaguely: "If you can call me, it means you are no longer needed. I can talk to you."

The fact that you've been talking for so long means...I've been very nervous lately, can we respect each other?"

"How to respect?"

"...you have to pay more."

"Fire once, add thirty." Su Tianyu thought for a moment and replied.

Lao Hei blinked: "Then you can tell me a little bit, can this job be fired ten times? Let me tell you, I hate this kind of commission job the most, it is very unstable...

!”

"Damn it, you're pretending to be naked?! Are you so thirsty?" Su Tianyu asked.

"The hotel is really not easy to work in, off-season..." Lao Hei replied after holding back for a long time.

Su Tianyu scratched his head and replied speechlessly: "Let's put it this way, the opponent is a big local family in Laojiang River, which is very difficult."

"Then stop talking, I'll do it." Lao Hei stood up immediately: "When are you leaving?"

"You should leave now, let's get together with Old Triangle."

"No problem..." Lao Hei paused and asked with some shame: "But can you give me an advance payment of 30,000 yuan first?"

"Tell me the truth, what is happening to you now?" Su Tianyu collapsed: "You can't even get 30,000 yuan for your line of work? You are really a disgrace to the industry...!"

"Can you save some face for me? Stop asking, okay?!"

"Send me the card number." Su Tianyu replied with a sigh.

"Okay, I'll send you a new phone number later, that's it."

After the two chatted and ended the call, Lao Hei dunked the remaining half of the bucket of instant noodles into the trash can: "What the hell, the sea cucumber and abalone are back again!"

Since Lao Hei was betrayed last time, he really wanted to wash his hands of himself, because he had saved a lot of money in the past few years, but he didn't expect that this time he would come to the casino to find a woman who is relatively well-known here.

After playing in the casino for two days, I suddenly fell in and lost.

The deposit of more than 600,000 yuan was gone, and the woman also got a share of it, which made Lao Hei feel very uncomfortable.

Maybe this is fate. Lao Hei wants to leave Jianghu, but Jianghu insists on leaving a legend about him...

Lao Hei thought this, and after sending the message to Gouliuzi, he quickly left the Clock Hotel.

Half an hour later, Kong Zhenghui used a district-one money transfer account to call Lao Hei for 40,000 yuan for travel expenses.

After Lao Hei received the money, he felt like he was standing up again. He changed two phones with temporary cards and immediately sent a group of text messages with very simple content.

"Departure from Lao Sanjiang, chain work (a job that can't be completed at one time), the starting price is 500,000, turn off the engine and get the money, start the engine once and get 300,000. There are nine people missing, and we will collect observations. Those with connections in Lao Sanjiang will be given priority.

Bring your own firearms. People are stupid and have too much money, so come quickly!"

There was nothing to say that night. Early the next morning, Su Tianyu got up and rushed to Casaro.



In Xiaoshuangniu Island, the first day of the exhibition has ended. In addition to socializing, the participating teams also submitted their quotations to the new owner, Tai Jia.

In the restaurant on the second floor of the Cabin Hotel, You Yifan frowned and sat at the dining table, not in the mood to eat.

"... Jing Yan hasn't come back from Hanoi yet." A middle-aged man next to him said in a low voice: "We don't know yet whether our quotations should be handed in together, or whether Jing Yan can hand it over himself."

"Jing Yan should be able to do it himself," You Yifan replied.

"Then the initiative in this matter in the future will be in his hands, right?" the middle-aged man replied with some worry.

"He doesn't dare to lie to me. My dad and the people above him have already met in the same area." You Yifan whispered back: "I don't care what the boss means, I have to account for at least 3% of this job."

Ten shares.”

"Yes, without our navy, they wouldn't be able to do this." The middle-aged man also nodded.

You Yifan took a sip of tea, sighed and cursed: "I don't understand what Jing Yan is thinking. He has obviously been caught, so just let the Xue family deal with it and that's it. I have to keep him here. This

It was done, people were robbed, and Xue Baolai was torn apart by a car... I was really fascinated by this operation."

"Yeah, I don't understand what Jing Yan means either." The middle-aged man also shook his head.

You Yifan complained in his heart because he has always been a very sinister person. When he sold Yu Mingyuan's team, he must have wanted to eradicate the roots. If Jing Yan killed everyone who should be killed, and sent away everyone who should be sent away.

, then he would have no worries. But he didn't expect that Jing Yan's stay would create a hidden danger for him.

You Yifan was definitely not afraid of Gou Liuzi and the others, but he was still a little wary of Yu Mingyuan and the garrison, so he felt quite irritable.



Hanoi City, inside a morgue.

Xue Ping'an stared at his son's body in confusion, his face ashen. Although he had three sons, and the one he despised most was Xue Baolai, they were his own flesh and blood after all.

Jing Yan stood aside and persuaded softly: "The matter has already happened, just look away!"

Xue Pingan turned around, wiped his cheeks without leaving a trace, and replied in a low voice: "I don't care what you mean, but I can't keep that Su Tianyu anymore, I must kill him."

Jing Yan was also very upset. Su Tianyu ran away and what he wanted to do could not be done for the time being.

After saying that, Xue Pingan turned to look at the person in charge of putting makeup on the corpse in the morgue, gritted his teeth and said, "Here... sew it on for my son!"

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