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Chapter 1206 The blade sees red

Whoever holds what others want has the right to say it, just like someone has to drag him away if he is grabbed by his pigtails. Now Wu Liang wants to skin and bones the person who robbed his goods, but pigtails will eventually

In the hands of others, he had no choice but to be dragged away. He was unwilling to give up the goods. At the same time, he still had the idea of ​​making those two gangsters pay the price.

Hiss! Wu Liang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll give you five million US dollars, tell me where to trade?" Choosing to compromise is the best way now, at least there is a chance of a comeback.

Xu Qing chuckled and praised in a hoarse voice: "Shuang Kuang, you are worthy of being the leader on Jiangcheng Road, but you are so refreshing that it makes me feel weak. You are not trying to play some tricks, are you?" He spoke.

His tone is just like that of a cunning and cautious old oil man. Otherwise, Wu Liang would be able to detect flaws. He is now playing a cut-off and ruthless character, which needs to give people a sense of empathy.

Wu Liang pondered for about half a minute, and his voice became much calmer: "The goods are in your hands, and everything is up to you. You have to decide how to sell the goods to me."

Xu Qingxin said, good boy, you really have some skills. The tone of his words is exactly the same as that of Zhang Qiyao, but I would be stupid if I believed you. She was thinking one thing, but she said: "Yes, this is business negotiation."

Yes, go and prepare five million US dollars now. Two hours should be enough. When you are ready, I will tell you how to trade. Maybe we can have a drink together by then!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone decisively. Now Wu Liang gave people a much deeper feeling. When dealing with this kind of person, you must master the rhythm. It is best to make him chaotic. The more chaotic the better.

Xu Qing handed the phone in his hand to Hou Zhiqiang who was standing aside, only to find that Lu Hua was looking at him with a serious face. There was clearly something hidden in his eyes, and he had a suffocating look that made people laugh.

"Hey, if you don't understand anything, just ask. Don't look like a constipated face. The folds on your face can trap mosquitoes." Xu Qing looked at Lu Hua with a playful expression and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Lu Hua took a step forward, raised his thick eyebrows and said, "Mr. Xu, I know you are not a person who harms others, but I still want to know what you are doing."

Xu Qing smiled and stretched out his hand to pull Hou Zhiqiang up. This guy was indeed a smart guy. He turned around and ran to a thatch bush, bent down, picked up a box and ran back, in front of Lu Hua's face.

When I opened it, there was heroin neatly stacked inside, as well as a loaded revolver.

Lu Hua's face turned green when he saw this large box of heroin, and he began to feel uneasy. What was Mr. Xu going to do? He was not short of money, and there was no need to get involved in these harmful things! By the way, he

He used to be a military figure, so he must have a purpose, otherwise there would be no need to show me the contents of the box... Thinking of this, he raised his head and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Xu, please don't be so pretentious. If you say it, everyone will feel at ease." Lu Hua believed in his own judgment and his tone of voice became more relaxed.

Xu Qing nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Actually, it's nothing. I robbed a batch of drugs, and then asked you to install monitoring equipment. When the owner of the drugs comes to trade, record the process and conversation, so that they can be tracked down.

A crucifixion, you know, sometimes you have to use some extraordinary methods to collect that bullshit evidence, you know?"

Lu Hua nodded heavily and replied resolutely: "I understand!" The two words represent the same two words, trust. Trust between men does not need too many empty words, it is simple and pure.

Xu Qing smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said: "I know you are sincere as a soldier. If you speak plainly, no one will feel uncomfortable." Lu Hua didn't say anything more, and kept following Silly Le with a grin on his face.

On the third floor of the Qingmeng League headquarters, Wu Liang, who was ashen-faced, was walking around the office with his hands behind his back. He had nothing to do but wait. There was an open suitcase on the table, which contained two Type 92 rifles with silencers.

Pistols, these two guns were obtained by him through special channels. It seems that they will come in handy today.

Wu Liang walked to the desk, reached for a pistol and weighed it. He shook his head and sighed. He had always been the instigator behind the scenes. He had never done anything with anyone in person, but he just heard that guy

His tone would most likely lead him to do the transaction in person, otherwise he wouldn't have said anything about drinking together.

Guns are good guns, but Wu Liang has never used them before. The one he uses most is the shotgun under his crotch. When it comes time to show off his bossy style, he really gets scared, because he learned it from those gay friends.

You know, the two gangsters also have guns, and they seem to have a powerful sand eagle. Just thinking about it makes my teeth ache.

Boom! The office door was lightly knocked twice. Wu Liang put the pistol into the box, stretched out his hand to hold the lid of the box, closed it, and called to the door: "Come in, the door is unlocked."

The door opened, and Cai Kun led a group of people in. These people are the most powerful backbones of the Qingmeng League, or they are his own people who were supported by Wu Liang. Now when something happens, they will naturally come to share his worries.

Seeing this group of people, Wu Liangliang seemed to gain more courage. The total number of people in the Qingmeng League was four figures. Even if each person had a blade, they could chop those two blind guys into pieces.

The gangsters on the road originally had more people bullying the smaller ones, and the younger ones bullied the older ones. After a long time, you all know that reputation is money. Only the little gangsters carry a razor blade and dance around all day long. The more they get around, the more timid they become. Wu Liang is a typical representative.

He really needs someone to be brave right now.

Nearly fifty backbones of the Youth League stood in four rows after entering the door. They lowered their heads and shouted in unison to Wu Liang: "See you, leader!" This shout was obviously rehearsed. If you are interested, you can see Cai Kun's palm.

Put it on the waist and press it down, otherwise these pampered guys would not be able to scream so neatly.

Wu Liang raised his chin with satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "Hello, brothers!" I don't know where this imitation was coming from, but it sounded awkward.

The guy paused for a moment and said in a measured voice: "Brothers from the Qingmeng League, there are two reckless guys who have robbed our Qingmeng League of white goods worth eight million US dollars. Today they called,

They say they want me to spend money to buy the goods back. I will buy them, but in addition to the goods, there is one more thing, and that is their hands and feet. We must gather the people immediately and try to choose some green-skinned people under the age of sixteen.

Bastard, be ready to go at any time, what I want today is for the blade to see red..."

A cool look appeared on the faces of all the Qing League backbones, they raised their fists and shouted in unison: "The blade is red..."


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