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Chapter 281

Chapter 281

The bald man picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a glass of water. He looked at me and said, "I have five minutes. If you have anything to ask, you can ask me. If you can, I will answer you."

Dou Sprout wanted to speak but I stopped him.

I didn't know his details at all, so I asked tentatively: "Who are you? Why do you want to help us? How do you know about us?"

He said: "You should know who is helping you. Why should I help you? Because someone introduced me and paid the money. How do I know about you? That's because we have been paying attention to you."

"Any question?"

I asked again: "Doctor Huang is your person?"

He shook his head and said no.

"Then...that lady from the urban village...is Miss Xiaofang one of yours?"

"Sister Xiaofang?" The bald man thought for a while and suddenly smiled: "That's right."

I asked if I could meet Ms. Zhao. The three of us wanted to thank her in person for her life-saving grace.

"That won't work. The boss won't see you. You just need to know two things. First, you didn't pay the two hundred thousand for nothing. Second, the boss's main opponent is the Changchun Society. The money he collects from you is just to help.

That’s all.”

"My time is up," the bald man said, standing up and saying, "By the way, please don't go in and see the chef. Goodbye."

After saying that, he opened the door of the store and went out and got on a motorcycle.

"...this car..."

I saw him wearing a motorcycle helmet and the car at the door...

The more I look at it, the more it looks like the one in Yinchuan.

I remember asking the taxi driver to pull over for a moment.

I initially guessed that it might be Aza, but nothing happened to me since then, and I almost forgot about it.

Could it be that this was the person who followed us on a motorcycle in Yinchuan? It wasn’t Aza, it was this bald man?

Or maybe it just looks like it, but it's actually a coincidence?

I couldn't figure it out for a while.

Jin Huang Lei and his gang seemed to have disappeared from the world. When I came out, I took a special look and saw that the Jin Cup parked in front of the real kung fu shop was gone. It was as if the gang had never been here and left no trace.

"Fengzi," Douyazai swallowed hard: "Do you think that group of people are..."

I looked at Dou Yazai and said seriously: "Okay, don't mention this matter again. Yazai, Xiaoxuan and the three of us are the same. We should just pretend that this incident never happened. There are some people we can't mess with, you know."

He nodded twice and said he understood.

Our people have been saved, but there are still a lot of troubles to deal with, such as Boss Bai's side and Zou Xiaotong's side. The "Fire Mountain" is clearly still in his hands. It belongs to us and we must find him.

Ask him face to face and then ask for the blood agate back.

Also, I still can't get through to Tou's phone. I don't know what he is doing now. This is not his usual style.

Things have to be handled one by one and prioritized. The most important thing right now is to find Zou Xiaotong and get the blood agate back.

When I returned to Shuangyong Hotel, I took a careful shower, washed away all the blood on my body, put a band-aid on the wound at the corner of my eye, and changed into new clothes. Although my eye was still swollen, at least it didn't look so miserable.

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Dou Yazai only washed his face. He had more than a dozen stitches on his body to keep him from getting wet. Xiaoxuan washed the longest, nearly three hours. If I hadn't knocked on the door to urge her, she would have been able to wash for half a day.

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