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Chapter 513 Greetings from Brother Nan

Shen Hongchang was lying on the ground. After hearing Long Haitao's voice, he was silent for a moment and then asked: "Brother, where are you."

"I just came out from Xiaoxiao's place, what's wrong?" Long Haitao replied.

"Come to Hexing Third Street, and bring me one hundred thousand yuan." Shen Hongchang's tone was very casual.

"Fuck, you're doing this again, it's so late at night, there's still one hundred thousand in my bag." Long Haitao cursed unhappily.

"Oh, you go back to Xiaoxiao's place to pick it up. I'm just having fun and lost fifty or sixty thousand." Shen Hongchang said quickly.

"Don't bother with this anymore. I'll run errands for you all day long." Long Haitao has been in a bad mood recently. The scheduled soldiers haven't come from Shandong yet. He has been worried about something and is about to explode. Already.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Shen Hongchang agreed.

"Send the address to my mobile phone." Long Haitao replied and hung up the phone.

"The fight is over."

Shen Hongchang looked at the boss and said slowly.

"Okay, you can lie here for a while. When your brother comes, we will leave."

The boss nodded with satisfaction, then stood up, turned around and walked out the door. When Shen Hongchang heard this, he became even more relieved. It seemed that these people really wanted some money to spend.

"Brother, you are sick. He has already made a phone call. Why is there still ink?" The second brother who came out asked in confusion.

"You can't even imagine the current investigation methods. It will take Long Haitao at least twenty minutes to get here. If something happens now, the police will open a case for investigation by then. As soon as the equipment is installed, the time of death and the last suspect If the entry time doesn't match up, we can immediately deduce that a third-party suspect has entered the scene, understand?" the boss said with a very professional frown.

"Fuck, it's so evil." The second child was a little stunned.

"If you have nothing to do, read more books. There is no end to learning, you know." The boss said in a very high-spirited manner.

"Fuck, I even forgot which way I turned the book." The second child sweated furiously.

"Okay, stop inking, we still need to arrange it. There is Han Bangzi's pistol at the third child's place. You go get it and I will do it again." The boss ordered.

"OK,."

With that said, the boss began to decorate the house, doing it very carefully. The angle of the door, the marks on the ground, and even the arrangement of the bedding on the bed in the bedroom were all rearranged, making Shen Hongchang even more confused and confused.

Fifteen minutes later, the third and fourth boys left, leaving only four people in the room: Han Bangzi, Shen Hongchang, the boss, and the second boy.



Five minutes later, outside the gate of the community, Lao San, who was guarding the flower bed, saw a Toyota Baqi hurriedly drove in and headed towards Han Bangzi's house. He held the phone and did not move until he saw a middle-aged man who started to talk about Han Bangzi's house. Downstairs, after finding a parking space, he dialed his boss's phone number and said straight to the point: "I saw someone."

"good."

The boss in the room hung up the phone and almost walked into the bedroom. Then he pulled out the shining military thorn and bent down to look at Shen Hongchang on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Shen Hongchang asked a little confused.

"Brother Nan, let me tell you something. Beibei has seven stab wounds, two on his face. You have to pay something for it. He doesn't want much, just one stab wound, but it's life-threatening. "The boss raised his eyebrows and grabbed Shen Hongchang's hair.

"Brother... you are from Xiangnan. I remembered that I have seen you in Shangri..." Shen Hongchang was stunned for a while.

"Don't call me buddy, my name is Han Dayan,,."

"Pfft,."

After saying this, Han Dayan held the military thorn in his back, raised the tip of the knife, and inserted it straight into Shen Hongchang's heart. The blade of the knife was completely submerged and penetrated with one strike.

"Si,."

The military thorn was pulled out, and blood spurted out, splattering all over the floor. Shen Hongchang kicked his legs violently, covering his chest. Two seconds later, blood began to flow from his mouth and nose.

"Second brother, Han Bangzi."

Han Dayan had no time to look at Shen Hongchang. After pulling out the military thorn, he pulled the tape on Shen Hongchang's face and shouted outside.

"Pfft."

The second brother was so arrogant that he carried Han Bangzi and threw him into the bedroom. Han Bangzi fell to the ground. He turned around and looked at Shen Hongchang who was still pulling out next to him. He was completely confused.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang"

Without warning, without any joking expression, the second child hit Han Bangzi's chest with his heels. The sound of fractures was heard instantly, and Han Bangzi coughed.

At this time, Han Dayan had already untied the tape on Shen Hongchang's face, and then picked up the binding rope on Han Bangzi's body with a knife. Han Bangzi began to struggle, but was suppressed by his second son.

Ten seconds later, all the binding ropes on Han Bangzi were cut off, but he was kicked twice on the chest. The pain in his upper body was unbearable, and his body drifted to the point of collapse.

"Here, I'll give you the knife."

Han Dayan stretched out his hand and threw the knife to Han Bangzi, then turned around and walked out, followed closely by his second brother. Han Bangzi's eyes were red with anger, he struggled on the ground a few times, and was about to grit his teeth and stand up.

"Bang."

Han Dayan didn't rush, walked to the living room, took out Han Bangzi's imitation 64 from his pocket, and threw it directly at the door of the living room. Then he and his second brother opened the door and ran out, then left the security door ajar.

Almost at the same time, footsteps sounded downstairs. Long Haitao was holding the phone and listening to the busy tone inside, wanting to make a call to Shen Hongchang.

By this time, the eldest and second eldest children had reached the terrace between the second and third floors and stood still.

A few seconds later, Long Haitao appeared and walked to the second floor. He glanced at the house number and saw 201. He hung up the phone and reached out to knock on the door. But after knocking, the ajar door suddenly opened.

"Uh-huh."

Long Haitao held his bag, frowned and opened the security door, and stepped in. The living room was dark, only the bedroom was lit. He paused, walked in, and shouted: "Hongchang, Hongchang, Hongchang, .”

"Puff, puff."

Han Bangzi, who was beaten twice, walked back and forth in a pool of blood, and jumped up at least four times before he stood up unsteadily. He heard some movement outside and instinctively picked up the military spurs from the ground.

"Fuck, why is there no movement?"

Long Haitao pushed open the bedroom door in confusion, frowned and cursed.

"Uh-huh."

Han Bangzi, who had just picked up the military thorn, suddenly raised his head, looked at Long Haitao, and was stunned for an instant.

Long Haitao, who came to deliver money, did not see the smoke and loud noises in the house. Instead, he first saw a large pool of blood on the ground. After a cursory sweep, he found that it was his cousin Shen Hongchang lying on the ground. .

"Uh-huh."

Long Haitao was silent for only a few seconds, holding the bedroom door handle with his palm. He looked up and saw Han Bangzi covered in blood and holding a military thorn in front of him.

The two looked at each other and were stunned for a moment.,,

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