Chapter 700

Xu Jing's hometown is in Haidong, a long way. It's all dark now. I'm sure I can't make it today if I drive. Yang Xiaobao and Xu Jing found a motel just beside the national highway. They plan to stay for one night and then go on the road tomorrow.

This hotel is not big, and there are no waiters. A bald man is sitting at the front desk, collecting money for the key. It seems that he is the boss, the waiters, the front desk and the cleaner.

Yang Xiaobao and Xu Jing go out to find a restaurant for dinner. Back to the motel after dinner, Yang Xiaobao found something wrong as soon as he entered the room. It seemed that someone had come in.

After checking things, Yang Xiaobao's face immediately frowned. Seeing that it was wrong, Xu Jing asked, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing. The black bag is missing." Yang Xiaobao makes light of it.

"Ah? There's a lot of money in it Xu Jing suddenly jumped up in a hurry. She didn't know that Qi Jianlin had given Yang Xiaobao 100000 notes, but she remembered that when Yang Xiaobao was robbed of money today, she took out a bunch of notes from the black bag to tease the villagers.

"It's not too much. 100000 and 5000 yuan. 100000 yuan is the capital, and five yuan is just earned. " Yang Xiaobao's face was still smiling. He went to the door and the window and checked them. He found that they were still in good condition and there was no sign of prying. He immediately understood what was going on.

"A hundred thousand! So... So what? I'll call the police! " Xu Jing's face turned white when she heard the number. She is not anxious for herself, but for Yang Xiaobao. In her heart, she thinks that it must be Yang Xiaobao's wife who has accumulated for many years. If she loses it all at once, how can she get it? So hurriedly from the bag out of the mobile phone, to dial 110.

"Why did you call the police?" Yang Xiaobao sneered and held Xu Jing's hand.

"Ask the police to come and help get the money back!" Xu Jing was so confused that she felt like an idiot asking this question.

"The police may get the money back. Can they make money?" The smile on Yang Xiaobao's face was more obvious. He didn't seem to be worried at all. He didn't take the theft as an idea, but also as a great joy.

"What makes money?" Xu Jing was even more confused and felt that she could not keep up with Yang Xiaobao's strange ideas.

"I mean, if you call the police, you can get it back as it is. I'm still losing a lot! My hundred thousand yuan is to win back five billion yuan! I've been missing for a time. How can I get money back from my wife and son? "

Yang Xiaobao said no more and motioned Xu Jing to stay in the room and go downstairs. Seeing Yang Xiaobao coming, the boss behind the front desk looked up at him. His eyes were a little flustered. He quickly lowered his head to watch the small TV on the table.

Yang Xiaobao approached the front desk and tapped on the desk. The boss looked up at him with calm and natural eyes.

Yang Xiaobao's face was expressionless and said lightly: "I lost 200000 yuan of cash in my room. I don't want to investigate how I lost it or who is responsible. Within an hour, I want to see the 200000 sent to my room. "

The owner of the hotel was so surprised that he couldn't believe his ears. When he saw that Yang Xiaobao put out two fingers to emphasize it, he was sure that he had heard right.

In his heart, there were ten thousand grass mud horses running by. It was one hundred thousand. It was only one hundred thousand in the black plastic bag he stole. This guy even asked himself for 200000 yuan. It's like hell in the day!

The owner of the hotel pointed to a line of black words painted on the wall, which said: "valuables, keep by yourself. We are not responsible for any loss. "

"Sir! You see what's written here! If you lose 20 yuan or 200000 yuan, it has nothing to do with my shop and me! You're right, understand? "

According to his rich experience in theft, when the tenant finds the front desk after losing something, he or she will say this to himself or herself, and the other party will only admit his or her bad luck. Even if the police are forced to report, the stolen goods are useless even if there is no evidence.

Of course, Yang Xiaobao didn't eat this, and he was not angry. He was still smiling on his face: "either send 200000 yuan to my room, or I'll set your broken shop on fire. Or... "

The owner of the hotel sprang up with blue veins on his forehead.

"... or you can order it yourself." Yang Xiaobao grinned at the hotel owner, which made him feel cold.

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Yang Xiaobao can sleep, but the hotel owner can't. As soon as he thought that he had stolen only 100000 yuan, but was wronged by others for taking 200000 yuan, he felt that he was very wronged, just too wronged.

The owner of the hotel was very angry and the consequences were serious.

Of course, this kind of thing can not be called to the police, so he began to call frequently.

As the owner of a small motel close to the national highway, it's unrealistic to ask him to take care of the big brother on the road. But it's necessary to know some people who can fight and play ruthlessly. Otherwise, he would not be able to live in this place full of fish and dragons, and he would not be able to open this black shop for a long time.

After making a lot of phone calls, the owner of the hotel promised a bonus of 10000 yuan, and finally found several ruthless people who could fight

After a long sleep, Yang Xiaobao finally got the help from the hotel owner. He knew early in the morning that the goods such as bullying passers-by on the roadside were greedy and black. It's not going to bleed. It's going to get people to come to town.

When I heard the noise downstairs, it seemed that many people came all at once. Yang Xiaobao kisses Xu Jing, who is also awakened, and says with a smile, "it's OK. I'll go out and have a look. You can go on sleeping."

After walking out of the room and standing in front of the railings on the second floor, Yang Xiaobao looked downstairs and found that the gang of dragon piercing and tiger painting men were quarreling with the hotel owner at the front desk downstairs.

After listening to the contents of their quarrel, Yang Xiaobao almost burst out laughing.

It turned out that the hotel owner called three people to come to the town and told them that the "disaster relief fee" was 10000 yuan.

It may be that recently, the business of taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others is relatively light, and the dao'er brothers have suddenly become six. Ten thousand yuan for six people is of course too little, so they asked the hotel owner to increase the money according to the person's head, and the "disaster relief fee" should be given to twenty thousand yuan - at least fifteen thousand yuan.

The owner of the hotel insisted that he only invited three brothers and insisted on not adding any money. The two sides were so deadlocked that they began to quarrel. If the price was not agreed well, it would be impossible to do anything.

Yang Xiaobao thought this was a bit interesting, but after waiting for a long time, they didn't come up with a quarrel. Finally, he got impatient and yelled at the six men who were painting tigers and stabbing dragons and bargaining with the boss: "brother, do you want to bargain after you've done the work? To mix with the society, we should also love our work and devote ourselves to it, and talk about some professional qualities, OK

When the six brothers heard Yang Xiaobao's voice, they cast their eyes on Yang Xiaobao on the railing on the second floor.

"That's him, that's him! This is the guy who threatened to order my shop! " The owner of the hotel found that Yang Xiaobao showed up on his own initiative and immediately pointed at him and jumped up and yelled.

"The same price: fifteen thousand! We'll do it for you right away. We really can't do less. " Among the six brothers, Yang Xiaobao took the lead and negotiated the price with the hotel owner.

"No, twelve thousand at most!" The owner of the hotel finally stepped back, with an obscene smile on his face: "that guy is still with a beautiful girl. If you manage that guy well, you can take that girl away, and that girl will make a price of 3000."

The six brothers gave each other an indecent look: "that's it."

When the price was agreed, six people were about to rush upstairs to support Yang Xiaobao. Suddenly, a clear and beautiful woman's voice sounded: "don't mess with me... My friend, he's very... He's very powerful. It's not cost-effective for you to kill yourself for a little money..."

It's Xu Jing. When she heard what was going on outside, she was worried about Yang Xiaobao. She got up and came out. She just saw that these six people were going to fight against Yang Xiaobao.

Xu Jing's heart is pure and kind. It's a sincere good intention to say this. The six brothers were stunned, and then burst into laughter one by one.

"How good is your friend? One hit six of us? "

"Six in bed, six in a night? Ha ha... "

"Cut! He looks very sick. He's six times a night. I guess your friend is so sick that he can't even break your place. We can just help him... "

Unable to listen, Xu Jing turned and rushed back to the guest room.

Yang Xiaobao sank his face and said faintly: "Alas, you are really tired of living. Look at me one by one."

Hearing that Yang Xiaobao had a gun, the six brothers were stunned. They stepped back two steps and widened their eyes.

Yang Xiaobao raised his right hand, drew a pistol gesture with empty hands, aimed at the person standing in front of him and "fired" a shot, with a loud voice: "bang!"

The six brothers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. They all thought that this guy was from a mental hospital.

Yang Xiaobao didn't smile. He pointed his gun at the gang and made a gesture to "shoot" them.

The gun shot and the right man rolled down the stairs.

Then, Yang Xiaobao is good at drawing two strokes, and two people who are not clear about the situation roll down the stairs. He shot three people down in a row as if he could actually fire bullets with his fingers.

"Ghosts The remaining three people screamed as if they saw a living ghost. They were so scared that they couldn't care about their companions. One by one, they ran away.

The owner of the hotel was scared out of his wits. He looked up and saw that Yang Xiaobao's face was pale under the dim light of the balcony on the second floor. He almost thought that this man was a ghost. Otherwise, where could there be such an evil thing?

Until he saw the next scene.

"The shooting method is not bad, and the cooperation is also good. I'm forced to give myself full marks! Ha ha... "Yang Xiaobao turned around with a smile and pulled Xu Jing, who was standing behind him in the dark, into his arms. Xu Jing was holding the browning pistol given by Qi Jianlin in both hands. The muzzle of the pistol was still smoking, and her face was still nervous and white.