The girl was frightened and just about to scream, she received a slap on her neck. She immediately fell to the ground and fell unconscious. The intruding shadow quickly came to the bedside and covered Brother Biao's mouth with a handkerchief coated with perspiration. Thirty seconds later, the man let go.
, Chen Biao, who carried about 170 kilograms effortlessly, slipped silently from the sixth floor to the first floor like a ghost with the help of ropes tied in advance.
This man was carrying Chen Biao and he was walking like flying.
If someone witnessed the whole process, they would probably think they were a ghost.
The late summer night was still a bit sultry. On the dark demolition site in the southern suburbs, at one or two o'clock in the morning, a dim yellow light suddenly came on. From a distance, it looked like a lonely will-o'-the-wisp, illuminating a small area and making people confused.
Chen Biao felt that he was not lying on a soft bed in Paradise Entertainment City.
"Damn it, who pushed me out of bed? I'll fuck him to death and poke his asshole. In Xijing, I'm not afraid of anything. If I kill someone, the police will walk around and don't dare to fart. Mr. Hong has to give me something.
Face!" Chen Biao yelled with his eyes dimmed while drunk, full of obscenities, typical of Jianghu recklessness.
In fact, this beast is not only a womanizer, but also really likes to poke men's buttholes.
Wow... A bucket of cold water was poured down, cooling Chen Biao to the core. He slowly woke up and opened his eyes with great effort. What he saw was the starry sky and a dim light bulb. The dizzy cousin thought he was
In the dream, I was stunned for a long time. I realized something was wrong and wanted to sit up. Only then I realized that my hands and feet were tightly tied, and I was suddenly covered in white hair and sweat.
He looked left and right and saw a cement mixer truck, a modified truck with a crane arm, and three people lined up. The burly and majestic guy on the right was his archrival Shitou.
"It's you..." Chen Biao stared at the stone, his face ashen.
"It's me. I didn't expect it. I thought it would be fine if Hong Sihai took care of you?" Shitou's smile was cold and full of hatred. Xiaoli's death was a scar in his heart that would never be healed. Blood debts must be repaid with blood.
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"Stone, let go... let me go. I'll give all my business to you. If it doesn't work... I'll transfer my dirt fleet to you. Women who are rich and a hundred times more powerful than Xiaoli will take the initiative to leave."
The clothes are waiting for you. If you kill me, Xiaoli won't be able to survive. The gain outweighs the loss..." Chen Biao stammered and begged for mercy, imagining that Shitou would be generous and spare his life.
Buddha is a stick of incense.
One breath of man.
This is especially true for a bloody man like Shitou, who has enough money to spend and business. He approached Chen Biao with a ferocious smile, raised his foot and stepped on Chen Biao's ugly face, which was full of fear, and spat hard, saying
: "Begging me? What did you do when Xiaoli begged you?"
Chen Biao was speechless.
"Stone, give him a good time. It will be dawn later. It will be troublesome if someone sees him when he is sinking into the reservoir." Yang Chen spoke.
Although Chen Biao didn't know Yang Chen, he was very smart and immediately understood that this stranger decided whether he would live or die. Like a poor drowning man who was about to die, he found a life-saving straw and begged: "Let me go, please let me go."
, I will give you everything, as long as you spare my life, no matter what."
Yang Chen smiled disdainfully.
What Chen Biao possessed, whether it was wealth or women, could not impress Yang Chen, who was no longer what he used to be. Moreover, between interests and brotherhood, even when he was poor, he would not hesitate to choose the latter, let alone
Talking about today, he smiled. At the moment when Chen Biao thought he saw hope, he ordered Shi Shi Longjiu to kill people.
Chen Biao was dumbfounded, but the smiling Yang Chen was a devil to him!
Shitou did not continue to talk nonsense, and threw Chen Biao, who was struggling and wailing, into the large wooden box that had been prepared in advance. When the poor guy with his hands and feet tied was struggling to stand up from the wooden box, Long Jiu operated the cement mixer truck and shook the sand.
Stone cement is tilted and poured into large wooden boxes.
In wooden box.
Chen Biao watched in horror as his body was buried in the mud, unable to do anything. Xiaoli's helplessness at the moment of being wheeled, her unwillingness when she died, and the words "I won't let you go" suddenly came to mind.
This is retribution!
The scumbag who had done so many evil things repented before he died.
Unfortunately, repentance comes too late, and retribution is imminent and irreversible.
The cement mortar in the wooden box was completely solidified after three to five hours.
"Long Jiu, Xiaotie, you two wait until the cement is almost solidified, then hoist the truck and sink it into the Pingtougou Reservoir. Be careful all the way and get the job done before dawn." Yang Chen told Long Jiu and another driver from the modified truck.
Xiao Tie, a capable young man who jumped from his room, has been working as a driver for Shi Tou for less than three months, but he has blocked knives and guns for Shi Tou and remains loyal.
Long Jiu said: "Boss, you know what I do, it's absolutely fine."
Xiao Tie didn't say much and nodded silently. Yang Chen looked at the expressionless Xiao Tie and smiled meaningfully... This kid is a bit interesting.
Shitou silently stared at the wooden box filled with cement mortar, without any joy or excitement. The coldness in the tiger's eyes was still strong. Although Chen Biao died, it could not eliminate the hatred in his heart.
"Let's go..."
Yang Chen patted Shitou on the shoulder, and Shitou let out a long sigh and followed Yang Chen towards the Wrangler SUV hidden in the night.
The next day, the news of Chen Biao's disappearance spread widely on the street.
Yang Chen concluded that Hong Sihai was in chaos, but he did not call Hong Sihai. Instead, he waited for Hong Sihai to take the initiative to find him, and then took the opportunity to resolve the dispute between Fubon Group and several eldest brothers.
That night, Shitou avenged Xiaoli and dragged Yang Chen to Mansion No. 9. He said it was to celebrate, but in fact he drank wine to remember Xiaoli. Long Jiu and Shitou's driver Xiaotie were also there.
Mansion No. 9 is the top consumption place in the Xijing nightclub industry. Most Xijing men don’t know how nice the scenery is because they are cash-strapped. However, the beautiful girl who greets guests at the door definitely meets the standards of men’s dreams of sexual intercourse.
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The interior of Mansion No. 9 has a magnificent retro luxury style, plump and thin sexy beauties, top-notch audio equipment, and all kinds of fine wines. They gather here to make every guest who walks in deeply feel what it means to enjoy an emperor's life.
The four of them sat in the luxurious private room. They had just ordered wine and fruit plates. A group of girls with curvy figures and beautiful faces came in with a strong scent of perfume. They walked around the marble coffee table and squeezed in around the four of them. They sat down in a pretentious and short style.
The cheongsam exposed their slender and plump legs, which was very tempting under the hazy light.
Women's legs are sometimes more lethal to men than their faces.
Yang Chen looked at his girl from the side. The girl was sitting with her thighs tightly together and slightly leaning forward, which highlighted the exaggerated curves of her waist, hips and legs. The veteran flower picker who had played with sexy European and American beauties secretly scored seventy-five points.
Next to him, Long Jiu declined politely like a gentleman. He didn't like this, and he had learned to act in every situation these days. If he couldn't handle this situation, he was a gangster.
The long leather sofa was full of people.
Including Yang Chen, no one knew that the seven Jinbei vans outside were arriving at the door of Mansion No. 9. The doors opened and countless strong men poured out of the car with murderous intent.
