Zhao Qiang looked at Qi Leng with a contemptuous smile. If there were not two bodyguards behind him to support the scene, would Qi Leng still be so calm? Or maybe... he thought that he did not dare to take action?
Hearing Zhao Qiang's words, Qi Leng's expression changed. It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to him like this. Why should Zhao Qiang? So what if he has a good relationship with the Qi family? Is this Beijing? Is this the Qi family? There is only one person here.
The surname is Qi, that is Qi Leng! And Qi Leng has never regarded himself as a member of the Qi family in Beijing. He just knows that this is his own territory! On his own territory, Zhao Qiang shows off his power, which is called Qi Leng
How can you bear it?
"Haha, very good. If this is the case, then the two of us have nothing to talk about!" Qi Leng narrowed his eyes. In any case, this Zhao Qiang is definitely a dangerous person. And what Qi Leng likes most is to expose danger
Stifled in the cradle. If Zhao Qiang matures in the provincial capital, he may be doomed! While Qi Leng spoke, he also winked at the bald head.
The bald bodyguard understood and rushed forward, intending to hit Zhao Qiang's vest with one punch. The companions next to him also rushed forward in cooperation and blocked Zhao Qiang and Qi Leng.
Zhao Qiang did not dodge, and the cold light in his eyes was revealed without any reservation this time. It was like this just now, but now it will be changed again. Zhao Qiang grasped the reality, suddenly stretched out his hands, and hugged the necks of the two people.
The arms suddenly pushed inward, and their heads hit each other.
"boom……"
Caught off guard, the collision was severe, and the two of them fell backwards immediately.
Zhao Qiang turned sideways and looked at Qi Leng with a smile. Although he was handsome and handsome, his figure was a little thin, and he didn't look at the same level as those bodyguards. But this was the ecstasy drug that Zhao Qiang gave to the enemy. Knowing Zhao Qiang's
No one will ignore how much explosive power is contained in Zhao Qiang's somewhat thin body.
Qi Leng couldn't believe that Zhao Qiang killed his two most capable bodyguards in a blink of an eye. However, Qi Leng regained his composure after a brief surprise. He was a smart man and could not let him
He was in deep danger. At the moment when the two bodyguards reached the end, the door was opened again, and three more bodyguards broke in from the outside. These three people stared at Zhao Qiang like poisonous snakes. Can Qi Leng be frightened by Qi Leng?
The people hired as bodyguards are naturally not comparable to ordinary people. The previous bald man was just a love rival. Who made Zhao Qiang capture him so easily in the first place?
Three bodyguards, forming a triangle, rushed towards Zhao Qiang.
"boom……"
"Click..."
Zhao Qiang punched out with lightning speed. The nose of the bodyguard at the front suddenly jumped and fell to the ground. At the same time, Zhao Qiang kept moving and kicked the chest of the bodyguard who was following him with one foot.
, turned his fist into a palm and went straight to the neck of another bodyguard.
The only remaining bodyguard was startled and quickly retreated. However, this also gave Zhao Qiang enough time to retract his legs and move them out. His movements were coherent and flawless.
"boom……"
The last bodyguard also fell to the ground.
Zhao Qiang turned sideways again and looked at Qi Leng with a sneer. This time, Qi Leng was really nervous. He had only arranged these five bodyguards, and they were all the most capable people to protect him. But now, even
These five people were easily killed by Zhao Qiang. What could Qi Leng do? Zhao Qiang did not speak to Qi Leng, but pointed at Secretary Wu who was standing not far away and said in a cold voice: "Young man, I advise you not to
"Move, I know there is a gun in my arms, but do you believe that I can kill you before you shoot?"
"..." Secretary Wu was speechless. Young man? I rely on you! I look about the same age as you, okay? What do you mean by a young man? While feeling aggrieved, Secretary Wu was also shocked. He
There really was a gun. Qi Leng was worried about Zhao Qiang and handed the stuff at the bottom of the box to Secretary Wu. But how did he know? Originally, Secretary Wu was still nervous about taking out the gun, but now, he didn't dare to kill him.
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Zhao Qiang calmly took a chair and placed it opposite Qi Leng. He slowly sat down with a smile on his lips and said, "I think we can have a good talk now?"
"What do you want to talk about?" Although Qi Leng was calm on the surface, he was already panicking in his heart. In the blink of an eye, all five bodyguards fell down, and they haven't even stood up yet. What's wrong with Qi Leng?
Can you stay calm?
"Is there no wine?" Zhao Qiang asked.
"What?" Qi Leng was a little stunned.
Zhao Qiang rolled his eyes and said, "How can we do it without wine? I won't have the energy to talk about things without wine."
"..."
Without saying a word, Qi Leng walked around the bodyguard lying on the ground and walked towards the wine cabinet.
"That! No! That's that! Yes, yes! That's the one! Bring it over!" Zhao Qiang sat there and commanded.
Qi Leng twitched the corner of his mouth. This bottle of wine is probably the most expensive bottle in the wine cabinet. Zhao Qiang really knows how to choose! But Qi Leng still suppressed the anger in his heart. There was no way, Zhao Qiang was too fierce.
I can't bear it anymore! Qi Leng is still flexible and can stretch a lot. He poured a glass of red wine for Zhao Qiang himself. He left the green hills without worrying about having no firewood. Now that Zhao Qiang is so awesome, what can he do? A man can bend and stretch, so he has to endure it.
Qi Leng glanced at Zhao Qiang, sat upright opposite Zhao Qiang, and said, "Can we talk now?"
Zhao Qiang took a sip of red wine, smacked his lips, and said, "This wine is good."
"..."
Of course it's not bad! This bottle of wine costs hundreds of thousands... dollars! Seeing Zhao Qiang drinking this red wine, Qi Leng felt distressed in his heart! But now he also knows that it is not the time to feel distressed, what he cares more about is
Zhao Qiang wanted to say something.
"Haha, actually it's not a big deal. Don't be too nervous, Mr. Qi."
"..."
Qi Leng really had nothing to say to Zhao Qiang. It was no big deal? It was no big deal to cause such a big fight? Qi Leng glanced at the five bodyguards lying on the ground and felt a tremor in his body.
Then, the smile on Zhao Qiang's face gradually diminished and became gloomy, "I want to have an explanation from Director Qi!"
Qi Leng's heart tightened, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "What do you mean?" Even though Qi Leng was born as a playboy, his many years of business experience have given Qi Leng some authority. I'm afraid he can't be calm, but he pretends to be calm.
As long as he looks calm and composed, he can still do it.
Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes, laughed, and said, "Does Mr. Qi think Qi Qiufan's reputation is too small?"
Sure enough! Sure enough, it was for that matter! Qi Leng's heart slowly sank, "Haha, Mr. Zhao is joking, why do I think Qi Qiufan's reputation is so small? Who in Beijing doesn't know that Qi Qiufan is a well-known person?
Now he has inherited the Qi family's property, and the venture capital is even better. I'm afraid I won't even have time to flatter him! By the way, if Mr. Zhao sees Qi Qiufan, please say hello to me!"
Zhao Qiang sneered in his heart and flattered him? Could he? If he could, why would he call Qi Qiufan by his real name? With Qi Leng's age, it might be okay to call Qi Qiufan his nephew? However, Zhao Qiang didn't show it on his face, he just wasn't salty.
He said calmly: "Really?"
"Really! Of course it's true!" Qi Leng nodded repeatedly.
"Haha, it's good if it's true!" Zhao Qiang nodded seriously, then took out a piece of white paper and said, "This is a contract. It shouldn't be difficult to sign it?"
"..."
"Unwilling?" Zhao Qiang raised his eyebrows, with an evil smile on his face.
Qi Leng glanced at Zhao Qiang, sighed, and said, "Mr. Zhao, let me tell you straight, we won't make any money at all from this order, so..."
"So you don't want to sign?" Zhao Qiang sneered.
"It's not that I don't want to sign, it's just..."
"It's just what? It's just that I haven't handed Ren Meng to you yet?" Zhao Qiang laughed and said: "Qi Leng, Qi Leng, you really can't change your mind and eat shit! Don't you know that Ren Meng is my woman?
?Haha, you want to steal my woman now, right?"
"No...no...yes..." Qi Leng shook his head quickly. When he saw Zhao Qiang's smile was a little evil, he knew that he was a little greedy. When he saw Zhao Qiang talking to him politely, he thought he was really being polite.
"It's not your mother!" Before Qi Leng could finish his words, Zhao Qiang hit Qi Leng on the head with an expensive red wine bottle.
"Crack..."
The red wine bottle shattered with the sound, and the glass shards of the bottle fell all over the floor.
"ah……"
Qi Leng let out a low roar and slowly knelt down from the chair. Looking at the broken glass on the ground and the red wine mixed with blood on his head, Qi Leng felt so distressed in his heart! It wasn't that he felt sorry for his own blood, but for his blood.
I feel sorry for this bottle of red wine! It’s worth a lot! It’s worth a lot! Even I can’t bear to drink the wine, so I just wasted it!
Zhao Qiang! You prodigal man!
Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes and looked at Qi Leng. Zhao Qiang did not react at all to Qi Leng's roar. Instead, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth and said: "Director Qi, I will give you another chance, are you willing to sign?"
"I...uh...I would like..."
"Crack..."
The red wine glass in Zhao Qiang's hand fell on Qi Leng's head again, and another wound appeared on Qi Leng's head. Although it was not as big as the wound caused by the wine bottle, it was still enough to cause Qi Leng pain for a while.
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Zhao Qiang took out a white handkerchief from his trouser pocket and wiped his hands. He thought to himself that it would be better to use Lang Yixin's method of wearing a pair of white gloves before doing any work so that his hands would not get dirty. Zhao Qiang's
His hands were full of wine, and while wiping them, he said to Qi Leng: "I'm sorry, you were too slow just now. Now I'll give you one last chance!"