The man smiled and was about to speak when a bullet hole appeared on his forehead!
A trace of scarlet blood slowly flowed out.
Eyes wide open!
He looked at Tian Sanjiu, his body lost support, and he leaned against the car door with his head raised.
Died on the spot!
Everything happened so fast!
The smile that Boss Song had just shown was still fixed on his face.
Inadvertently taking back his pistol, Tian Sanjiu patted Boss Song on the shoulder and said, "You guys don't keep your mouth shut. Don't mind. I hope it won't affect our negotiations."
The others were about to rush over immediately, but Boss Song immediately waved his hand.
He forced a smile on his face, took a deep look at our place, and got in the car directly.
The sound of the car door slamming was heard.
The four cars turned around one after another and gradually drove away.
Watching the motorcade leave, Tian Sanjiu took off his shirt and walked over wearing only a white shirt.
He looked a little tired and said: "The Song brothers will not touch you. This matter ends here."
"Tian...Brother Tian? Is this okay?"
"Let's go back and talk first. It's not convenient to talk here."
He returned to the remote courtyard where the old lady lived, locked the door, and leaned back on the chair.
He sat down next to him and said, "Mengchang, you promised to give the Song brothers one million, which is considered a waste."
"Haha, it doesn't matter. After all, I still earn two million from you."
"Come on, Brother Tian smokes!"
After lighting it for him, I asked casually: "Brother Tian, I have never seen you give money to your opponent. Also, what was in the envelope you just burned?"
He said: "Inside the envelope are addresses and photos of the two daughters Mr. Song had with his ex-wife. If he doesn't agree, I can send someone to take advantage of her daughter at any time."
"I burned the envelope just now in front of his subordinates. I didn't say it out in public to give him face. At the same time, I offered to accompany him for one million yuan to give him a chance to step down."
After listening to the explanation, I understood that it was like this...
There are fights and killings in the world, and there are also human accidents. This is called giving a sweet date with a slap.
The light bulb in the room was not very bright, so Tian Sanjiu touched his back twice, and I saw that there was suddenly a lot of blood on his hands...
"Brother Tian... what are you..."
"It's okay. I suffered a minor injury before. I drove here for two days in a row and the wound is a little cracked."
I said that's not okay, you don't say anything, you have to deal with it as soon as possible!
At this time, Pickle Girl hurriedly said: "Uncle Tian, go to my room. There are still bandages in my drawer. I will help you re-wrap them."
Tian Sanjiu picked up his clothes and took a look.
I saw it, what kind of small injury there was! On his back, near the waist, there was a two-and-a-half-inch gash, which was the edge of the knife. The previously sutured line had opened, and now the skin and flesh were turned out!
Pickle girl covered her mouth and said hurry up, Uncle Tian, it's very serious, we need to stop the bleeding and disinfect it, and re-wrap it with gauze.
After the man left, he turned his head and asked Yuan Bao, who looked indifferent: "Yuan Bao, are you still thinking about revenge?"
Yuanbao said nothing.
"Why...."
He raised his head and sighed, as if he wanted to say something, but hesitated.
I know Yuan Bao can't go back. He has changed since he killed Boss Song's men with one shot.
The atmosphere in the room was dull, so I got up and left, thinking to see how Tian Sanjiu was doing with his injury and if there was anything I needed help with.
When I arrived at the door of the east room, I looked in through the window.
Tian Sanjiu took off his shirt and was sitting on a chair.
Pickle girl is helping him tie gauze.
I saw that Pickle Girl's face was a little red, and her right hand kept groping Tian Sanjiu's upper body.
Tian Sanjiu frowned slightly as if he felt something strange.
