Money corrupts people, and power intoxicates people.
In a luxurious and spacious villa, a middle-aged man with ugly scars on his face was lying comfortably on a leather sofa.
If a knowledgeable person were to sit here at this time, he would definitely find that this sofa is a custom-made sofa imported from Italy and is completely handmade.
This kind of sofa is a symbol of power and status, and it is not available to ordinary people.
The man with the scarred face was all famous. He wore several large golden dragon-head rings on his fingers, and held a cigar as thick as a finger as he puffed away.
The smoke filled the whole room, and it looked like a fairyland on earth.
At the same time, a woman in a black leather coat stood behind him and massaged his head, while another beautiful and shameless woman, with her charming eyes, gently beat his arm.
The scarred man couldn't help but raise his head with a comfortable expression on his face.
Just when the scar-faced man was about to be pushed up into the sky, the cell phone placed on the coffee table not far away suddenly rang very suddenly.
The scar-faced man opened his eyes instantly, and couldn't help but feel furious. Whoever it was, who was interrupted while doing this, would be so happy that he would be burning incense without killing anyone.
He kicked away the woman who just now made him want to rub her into his body. He grabbed his cell phone and connected it. His voice was as cold as coming from the Nine Nether Hell and he said, "Give me a reason why I won't kill you."
"Mr. Qian, the mission failed. Xiao Mei was not fooled." Lin Xuanyi's somewhat flattering voice came from the phone.
"This reason makes me want to kill you even more!" Qian Buduo sneered.
"Mr. Qian, spare your life. It's really not my fault, because Su Lin went there too!" Lin Xuanyi explained quickly.
It's true that he is a magic stick, but he has to be praised by someone. A shady person like Qian Buduo will not give him face at all. It was precisely because of Qian Buduo's instructions that Lin Xuanyi prepared
Taking action against Xiao Mei.
"Su Lin——!" Upon hearing the word Su Lin, the expression on Qian's face became even more ferocious.
"It's Su Lin again!" Qian Buduo stubbed out the cigar in his hand and placed it in the ashtray in front of the table.
"Okay, I won't blame you this time!" Qian Xiaoqian's voice was a little cold.
And when he heard that Qian Boduo had forgiven him, Lin Xuanyi was relieved. To be honest, he was really afraid of Qian Boduo. Because if he didn't have much money and wanted to kill him, it would be effortless at all.
It's much easier to kill an ant.
It is precisely because of this that Lin Xuanyi will do things for them.
Just like a scholar encountering a soldier, he cannot explain why he is right.
"So, what about other plans?" Lin Xuanyi asked again. It was obvious that they had more than one method to deal with Xiao Mei.
"Let's start implementing other plans tonight. I don't want any more mistakes. If it fails, you know the result!" Qian Buduo had a sinister smile on his face.
Lin Xuan on the other end of the phone couldn't help but tremble, and he felt like his head was starting to feel dizzy again.
"Mr. Qian, don't worry, I understand what to do." Lin Xuanyi swallowed and said, "I wish Mr. Qian a happy time."
Qian Buduo pressed the phone and looked at the motionless woman lying on the ground. Her posture made her nose bleed. Qian Buduo's Dantian began to heat up again, and the anger that had just dissipated gathered back up.
He stretched out his hand, pointed to the table not far away, smiled and said, "Get down on the table."
So, the woman very obediently walked around from the back of the sofa to the front, and climbed on the table very obediently. They all knew the temper of the person in front of them, so they didn't dare to resist at all.
Because there are already many disobedient sisters who will never come back, but they all know what their fate will be.
Qian Buduo laughed loudly, and while enjoying the ultimate pleasure, he said: "You guys are smashing your watches! Ahhhhhh--!"
He doesn't have much money and is a black man, so the person he hates the most is his old enemy Han Wu.
His usual hobby is to let women cosplay various characters, anime characters, student costumes, lolita, otome, royal sister, company white-collar workers, and then make these various cospy characters completely surrender at his feet, kneeling and licking him.
This greatly satisfied his abnormal psychology and physiology.
This is not the first time he has played this kind of game, but he has played it many times, and he never gets tired of playing it.
However, it is worth noting that every time I play games with a poor woman, it is not the same woman.
"Su Lin, I must kill you. And his women, I want them to be like you..." Thinking of the charming faces of Su Lin's women, thinking of them wearing the way he asked, he fell into his arms.
The way his feet looked like he didn't have much money, he suddenly accelerated his sprint speed.
"I want them to wear maid outfits, crawl on the ground like dogs, kneel and lick my toes..."
"Ahhhhh..."
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In the underground garage, Yang Zhiming seemed to be tired. He fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
Zhao Rong, on the other hand, squatted in the corner without saying a word, her eyes empty and without a trace of energy, as if she had lost her soul. It was obvious that Yang Zhiming's change had a great impact on her.
Brother Gou and others sat cross-legged on the ground, and a group of people started fighting the landlords. They were not afraid of Zhao Rong and Yang Zhiming escaping, because they couldn't escape at all.
Suddenly, there was a roar of a car, and everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of the car.
Smooth lines, perfect appearance.
"Creak——!" A sound.
A black Mercedes-Benz stopped, and a man in black came out of the car. He respectfully opened the rear door of the Mercedes-Benz, and then a man got out of the car.
The man has a strong build and an expressionless face, but starting from the corner of his mouth, there is a ferocious scar like a centipede, climbing up to the base of his ear, which looks very scary.
"Boss!"
When they saw the visitor, the men in black in the underground garage paused, then their expressions froze, and each of them bowed to the visitor respectfully and said.
The person who came was none other than the leader of the Qingyun Gang who had just finished the "hand-to-hand combat" - he didn't have much money!
The plan has begun, and he occupies the most critical link here, so naturally there is no room for failure.
Qian Buduo nodded slightly, and then asked Brother Dog: "Have they been arrested?"
"He's caught!" Brother Dog said respectfully. "It's right there. He pointed at Zhao Rong not far away!"
"very good!!"
"Boss, have mercy on me, boss, have mercy on me!" At this time, Yang Zhiming, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, suddenly regained consciousness, jumped up and shouted loudly, as if he had taken medicine.