Chapter 279

Although businessmen and black gangsters belong to black and white, and the number of ways they go is also different. Black gangs seem to sound more frightening, but from the perspective of the food chain, they are black. The gangsters need businessmen to pay for captivity to form an interactive relationship.

As the saying goes, money can make the devil push the mill. If Xiao Fei really moved Lou Ming at the beginning, the fire would not burn all on him.

Unfortunately, the gambling house is not only clean now, but the Kun Gang can't steal chicken and eat rice. The Lou family has hired other small gangs to make trouble recently, which really gives people a headache for a while.

As far as he knows, the young man in front of him is not a role to be provoked.

"OK, can't I hide if I can't provoke you? I'll step back and never touch her." Xiaofei collected the deep look in his eyes, changed into a careless look in the twinkling of an eye, raised his hand, took a step back and played with the taste: "I didn't expect boss Qin's flower escort to have such a background, but I lost my strategy."

A building family and a fielding family really have to weigh the idea of playing a gambling house.

Qin Qing was noncommittal. He didn't have the hobby of cheap pinching. He stood behind the boy and whispered, "Lou Ming is going to lose."

Lou Ming was spoiled. He had lost the chance to win against the thugs of Shangkun gang. Several people watched him as if he was venting.

But the girl suddenly made a noise, which made Shen Lingxiao turn his head and look at the past. The next moment, his face changed, rushed out at a very fast speed, slammed the other party's wrist bone with a side kick, and the blade only an inch away from Lou Ming was knocked down.

"Jing Gang has a good abacus, and a large number of capable people come out under their hands." Qin Qing stood in place and looked at the murder weapon on the ground. His cool mouth couldn't hear half of the praise.

Xiaofei's face also flashed surprise, then sank his face and said, "believe it or not, I'm not aiming at you this time."

After leaving this sentence, he strode forward, clasped his men's shoulders and strongly separated them.

"Shit, scumbag." Lou Ming got a few punches and was even more depressed. He paced back and was still swearing. "That grandson's cliff was intentional. He was prepared to stab people in the back. Let him go this time. Let's go."

He rubbed his arm and pressed down his anger. He knew the harm of his opponent and didn't want to drag down the girl.

Qin Qing patted him on the shoulder to thank him. When he returned to the elevator again, his clear eyes under the brim of his hat kept staring at the two people at the door. To be exact, it was the subordinate of Xiaofei.

That man is Liu Zhi who was in the apartment two days ago.

"What's the matter with you? What do you want to do with this kind of thing?" Xiao Fei, who was stranded at the door of the restaurant, put his hands in his trouser pocket and kicked the blade under his feet, with a gloomy face.

Liu Zhi was the same age as him, but he was mature and steady. He was neither humble nor arrogant when he heard his words and said, "it is necessary to eliminate dissidents properly, young master. This is what his wife ordered."

"Gee, you really listen to her." Xiaofei had a headache when he heard his mother, hummed unhappily, frowned and said, "don't bring it into the field. If something happens here, I can't protect you."

Today, gamblers from East China are gathered here, and their status is not low. No one is stupid enough to hurt people here.

"Yes, my subordinates remember." Liu Zhi lowered his head and humbly learned.

Xiaofei stared at him and threw the blade into the dustbin, with a trace of doubt in his mind.

The girl's question just now is not unreasonable. Liu Zhi's physique and Kung Fu are far better than Lou Ming. He doesn't need to use weapons at all. If all this is regarded as intentional, it is aimed at the girls participating in the competition today.

But Liu Zhi followed him since he was a child. There was no real evidence. He didn't really care about it in his mind.

When we got to the third floor, the elevator door opened with a clang. The brick red wall opposite was pasted with the route of the spectator's seat and the contestants entering the field.

"Let's go this way. Be careful yourself. Call if you have something." Shen Lingxiao pointed to the right direction and said to the girl in a very solemn tone. After the strange blade just now, he also realized that there was a hidden danger here.

"OK, you too. I'll see you later." Qin Qing nodded, and a light smile appeared on the corners of her mouth, which was a little more sincere than a polite smile. At several intersections in City C, the teenager really helped her a lot.

To the right side of the aisle stood a waiter distributing masks. The white mask covering the whole face was like a skeleton. Once it was put on, it was a cow, ghost and snake god. No one knew anyone.

The passage on the left is empty. After a few steps, a second sign appears, indicating that it is the lounge.

From all sides, Qin Qing pushed the door into the room and felt the sight of her in the dark. She looked at her eyes and found that her disguised dress was the most normal one in a pile of outlandish costume.

Several people stared at her for a while. Maybe she was young and everyone couldn't touch her identity, so they took back their eyes and focused on their own affairs. Some fold playing cards, some turn coins, others copy their hands and close their eyes. Everyone is training and protecting their hands.

Later, Xiaofei also entered the house, but without saying hello to Qin Qing, he sat down in a corner.

One hour before the start of the race, everyone inevitably felt oppression in a relatively closed space, but no one made a sound and walked around at will. Therefore, when the door was pushed open with a bang, the movement was so loud that dozens of eyes in the room stared at the past.

"Ha ha, I'm a nice girl in C City. I've touched three or four at a meal. I'm sure I'm not bad luck today." the man shouted as he entered the door with the phone in his hand. He laughed wildly regardless of whether it bothered people. After a tour, he didn't see a chair. He simply stepped on an empty wall to continue bragging, "What? You asked me if I could win. Isn't that nonsense? Wait for me to have a celebration party. Ha ha, don't compare me with straw bags..."

With a slap, before he finished playing, a playing card came face-to-face and hit him on the mouth.

"Shit, don't you see I'm here? I'm blind." the man held up the phone and scolded. After scolding, he stepped on the card and said fiercely, "I have the seed to stand up for me."

The voice fell, and the man on the opposite table turned around. The high stacked cards crashed and collapsed. He walked to the root of the wall with a pair of triangular eyes, his eyes fell on the ground, and said darkly: "you're stepping on my cards. In this line, playing cards are equal to your face, you know?"

The man opposite was robbed, and his anger couldn't help running. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the other party's collar. "I don't care about your face. You're so blind, I'll beat you. Do you hear..."

The scream of haste rang out in the lounge.