The first thousand one hundred and eighty-eight chapters are not good
Chapter 1,188 The visitor is evil
Zhang Deli betrayed his fellow villagers completely and simply. He knew very well how powerful Xu Qing was. This young man was a god-like figure on the ground in Jiangcheng. Anyone who wanted to harm him would just use a flashlight next to the latrine and seek death! This kind of person could not be killed no matter what.
He went to provoke him. Maybe he would get unexpected benefits after selling his fellow villagers. Not to mention, he really got it.
Xu Qing was now certain that the mastermind behind the whole incident was the fox from the Hanhai Group. It was not difficult to find evidence. As long as he caught the fellow Zhang Deli mentioned, all the truth would be revealed. He also thought of waiting for the rabbit.
The trick is to ask Zhang Deli to call Wei Dongsheng, and then come to catch the turtle in the urn. After the job is done, he can make up for 80,000 yuan, which is regarded as some reward.
Zhang Deli was extremely happy when he heard Mr. Xu said that he was willing to pay 80,000 yuan in reward. Now he is willing to help him catch Wei Dongsheng with his own hands to apologize. A fellow villager has a price in front of money, as long as he can sell it for a good price.
The two had just agreed on the details of inviting you to the urn when Xu Qing's cell phone rang in his pocket. It was a text message from Qin Bing, telling him good news that the five arrested executives had returned safely, which also gave him no worries.
, you can calm down and rectify the evil fox behind Hanhai Group.
Zhang Deli is a bastard with so many shady ideas in his head. Now that he has decided to take on Mr. Xu, he will go to great lengths to please him. After some calculation, he laughs and says he has an idea...
The small bar has a very grand name, the Anti-Japanese Bar. The owner here is said to be an angry youth. There is a very conspicuous sign at the door of the bar, which states that Japanese people and dogs are not allowed in. If you enter the bar and curse "little devil", you can enjoy 20% off on all drinks.
Discounts, you can enjoy 50% discount on drinks with original curse words, and free orders for original classic curse words.
Everyone who comes to such a special bar is cursing. Eight generations of brats have been hanging here to show off to the public for years. However, business usually happens at night. During the day, they may be gentle and elegant white-collar Confucian scholars, but at night they become angry young men with their sleeves rolled up and cursing. It is not a fun time.
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Zhang Deli's subordinates had always watched this scene. Usually, a few pro-Japanese rubbish would come over to cause trouble. As a result, their face was covered with flowers after being slapped with big-eared melon seeds. The boss was also happy to spend some money to treat these gangsters to food and drinks.
The relationship between them is quite harmonious.
Zhang Deli has been memorizing words during this period. He has lost the glory and glory in the past, and his life has been shrinking. But this afternoon, he uncharacteristically placed several boxes of good wine in preparation for the banquet. There was only one male waiter behind the bar, holding his chin in his hand and looking at
Watch this group of gangsters drinking and chatting, of course they are all waiting for someone.
Suddenly, the waiter narrowed his eyes and looked at the door. The sliding door opened halfway, and three men walked in from the outside. The one walking in the front was a burly man, one taller than the two dark-skinned followers behind him.
Head, this man has a sinister nose and a sinister face. He looks more like a gangster than the gang of gangsters who drank alcohol. He is also wearing an ill-fitting suit.
When Zhang Deli saw a smile on the corner of this man's mouth, he put down the wine bottle in his hand and hurried up to meet him. He said with a smile: "Brother Dongsheng, you are just in time. Come on, come and have a drink."
The burly man was none other than Wei Dongsheng, the purchasing department manager of Hanhai Group. He and Zhang Deli were fellow villagers. They had never had any contact with each other before. It was not long after Hanhai Group settled in Meiling Industrial Park that the two of them bumped into each other in a teahouse and chatted.
Only then did they have contact with each other.
At that time, Zhang Deli was still a brave general under Brother Yao, the leader of Jiangcheng, and he was considered a prominent figure. When fellow villagers met, they only chatted and slapped each other, and everyone knew each other's current identity after going back and forth at the wine table.
Zhang Deli originally thought that there would be no more interactions with everyone, but he didn't expect that Wei Dongsheng came to him when he needed money the most. He frankly said that he had a business that he wanted to take care of his people, and he wanted him to collect a physical ransom.
After completion, I will receive a reward of 100,000 yuan, and I paid 20,000 yuan in cash in advance, which is quite generous.
Wei Dongsheng was not interested in drinking at all. He had just received a call from Zhang Deli and drove over in a hurry. Unexpectedly, these gangsters were still telling him about the world of cat urine and sea, a bunch of bastards.
"Deli, what happened when you said on the phone that your things were stolen by monsters? It's not too late to explain the matter first before drinking." Wei Dongsheng looked serious. He now regretted that he should not let these gangsters
He got involved and said something had been stolen by a monster. In fact, according to his analysis, it was more likely that Zhang Deli saw the value of those high-end materials and ate them, and then made up a reason to deceive them.
Zhang Deli's eyes rolled, and the smile on his face suddenly stopped. He was replaced by a solemn expression. He glanced left and right pretending to be wary, then put his mouth to Wei Dongsheng's ear, and spoke in a voice that only they could hear.
Know what you are whispering about.
After listening to Zhang Deli's story, Wei Dongsheng roughly understood the whole story. Although it sounded a bit unbelievable, he finally believed most of it after the other party took out a small piece of silver cane head, because this piece of cane had a very special engraved on it.
The small sign, the ruler, is the symbol of the Meisheng Association. Only they can rob those high-ranking officials.
In fact, Xu Qing pulled this silver staff from the body of a mangy dog. He wanted to find someone to analyze the ingredients of this thing when he had time. A weapon that even the Long Yuan Sword was constantly chipping must have its own uniqueness. What is surprising is that
After discovering this divination and ruler symbol, the origin of the Blood Clan becomes clear. The Masonic Society can also be called Freemasonry. Its true meaning is the Free Masons Guild, a group of mysterious people who claim to be descendants of Cain.
Zhang Deli saw Wei Dongsheng looking at the silver staff thoughtfully, and gave a vague wink to the gangsters under him. After a while, two strong gangsters brought the injured hook, that is,
The curly-haired man who likes to use a hunting crossbow.
Zhang Deli pointed at the wound on the curly-haired man's leg and said through gritted teeth: "Brother Dongsheng, thanks to Hook pretending to be dead, he escaped with a small life. Look at the wound on his leg, it was injured by that monster. After you look at it,
I'm just going to take him to the hospital."
Wei Dongsheng also put down the things in his hands and glanced at the wound on the curly man's leg. His face turned gloomy. He could now completely conclude that the person who robbed Gao Fei's material was the weird guys from the Meisheng Association. It seemed that
This defeat cannot be completely blamed on Zhang Deli and his gang of bastards. All of them are no match for the vampires. The bastards are just a bunch of ignorant ordinary people.
"Well! You shouldn't be blamed for what happened this time, but the purpose of my coming today is not only to listen to your explanation, but also to a more important matter..." Wei Dongsheng's face became as dark as if he had been burning on firewood for decades.
At the bottom of the pot, his eyes gradually became colder. At this moment, he looked at these people in the bar as if he were looking at a group of dead people.