Chapter 579

The wind blowing from the hall in the dark night was cold and wet. The ground that had just rained was dripping with water vapor. Blood mixed into the black ground and was quickly covered up.

Just now, the malicious strong man looked blankly at his hands full of blood, looked down at the blood stains falling on his collar and gradually fainted. His pupils seemed to be lax and could not understand what had happened.

"I said, don't touch me." the young man leaning against the wall raised his foot and kicked the man open. Holding the remaining warm muzzle, he put it on the forehead of a man behind him. The strong wine gas sprayed on each other's face, but his dark eyebrows and eyes were frighteningly calm.

"No, I didn't. I'm sorry... Don't kill me..." when the strong man saw the blood hole between the eyebrows of his dead companion on the ground, his legs trembled, and he knelt down on the spot and asked for mercy.

"Wouldn't it be better if it had been like this?" the young man straightened up, seemed to be pleased by each other's fear, narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled loudly.

"We're wrong. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." the strong man shook his lips and burst into a cold sweat in the cold wind of winter. While begging for mercy, he observed the young man's face. "I won't tell anyone. Please let me go. I promise you."

"Well, very good." the young man nodded, very satisfied, and the muzzle of the gun was lifted up a little bit.

Seeing the hard objects on his forehead move away, the strong man's cold and sweaty face finally eased down and opened his mouth to say thank you.

"Thanks..."

A word was said at the beginning, and there was another sudden puff in the air. The bullets hit the head through the silencer and clicked through the skull.

Then, the second shot, the third shot... Puff, puff, puff, keep tapping the trigger until you've finished a shuttle of bullets.

"You're welcome." the young man half hung his eyes and looked at the ground as a hornet's nest. When he was bleeding out, he responded to each other. Unfortunately, his eyes reflecting the neon lights at the entrance of the alley were empty and could no longer give any feedback.

"Young master." two men dressed as bodyguards loomed out of the darkness. They hung their heads and stood aside. They didn't take another look at the three people who died miserably on the ground, as if they were used to it.

The young man threw away his pistol, picked up a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth, quickly recovered his calm, arranged his clothes in a good mood, and left a sentence, "clean up."

Turn around and walk away slowly.

The wind passing through the hall soon rolled up a large area of blood on the ground with a pungent smell. The three people on the ground never thought that they would die here just because of a small friction.

"Yes." without any hesitation, the two subordinates quickly removed the body without leaving a trace.

The injection of 1.5 billion yuan alleviated Fan Hong's bad mood these days. He also turned a blind eye to the girl running out in three or two days. On the contrary, he was more courteous. Even the fan children who didn't pay attention to her had quietly changed their posture.

Zhan Chen, who was close to the girl, also transferred back to the casino from the underground market and got a good job contacting VIP customers.

In this regard, fan Jingyu directly smashed a cup in the office, "one person gets the way, chickens and dogs rise to heaven, what!"

With a bang, the glass broke into pieces on the wall. The secretary who came in and reported was silent. It took a long time to say in a timid voice, "fifth young master, Miss Qu's phone..."

Fan Jingyu, who was angry, took a deep breath and pressed down his anger. Then he sat back in his chair and said in a muffled voice, "come in."

"Yes." the Secretary hurried out, and soon the telephone rang in the room.

"Hey, it's me." fan Jingyu calmly picked up the microphone, and then heard a word from the indifferent woman inside. He suddenly widened his eyes, "are you serious? Ha ha, God is really helping me. I see what moths Zhan Chen can produce this time, ha ha..."

At the same time, Fan Hong also received the news.

"Team game?" in the fan family living room, it was raining outside. Fan Hong frowned as he was playing chess. "The time is still scheduled for the day of the semi-finals. Don't tell me it's a coincidence."

The subordinate of the report looked up at the strange girl sitting in the living room and hesitated. After seeing that the other party had no intention to avoid, he said, "this is arranged by the fifth young master. He said he wanted to stir up the atmosphere and attract more people to invest."

Hot atmosphere? Fan Hong threw the chess pieces into the box. The whole man leaned back into the recliner and snorted coldly, "I'm afraid he wasn't robbed of the VIP room. I want to use the team game to save the situation."

Fan Hong knows more about his son's virtue than anyone else. However, he lifted his eyelids and seemed to inadvertently sweep the motionless girl across the street. "It's good. Miss Lu boasted before. Now the capital of 1.5 billion is on you. It's good to have an insurance measure."

Qin Qing picked up a white coin and put it on the chessboard. He smiled and raised his eyebrows. "Does the gambling king want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?"

As soon as he got the money, he offered her as a cash cow and used it for him.

"That's true. Hehe, it's just that those who can live in it. It's rare that these boys try their best. Miss Lu also wants to see whether the future partners are secure." Fan Hong asked with a half true smile. Although the words sounded beautiful, the central meaning remained unchanged.

The team introduced by fan Jingyu from abroad replaces the original traditional customs clearance mode of the semi-finals. Before that, Qin Qing needs to pull up a team and compete with the people under fan Jingyu first.

Zhan Chen and fan Jingyu have never dealt with each other, and it is well known that Qin Qing and Zhan Chen are close, so this time it is not so much to decide the list of teams, but rather another battle between the heirs of the fan family.

Two days before the semi-finals, the fan family gathered again. The division of the camp has shown a clear boundary. Zhan Chen and fan Jingyu, led by them, are divided into two factions, and the number is quite large.

"Fan Jiaojiao, do you really think he can win?" fan Jingyu looked at the three women all running over there, and Zhan Chen had won the support of half of them in less than a month, and a sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart.

Fan Jiaojiao, who was named, appreciated her newly made nails and looked at her brother's jealous and distorted face through her fingers. She said with a sweet smile, "brother five, I'll be there wherever 1.5 billion is. You can't blame me."

In a word, he gave Qin Qing a hatred value.

Fan Jingyu's heart was full of malice. His eyes flashed over the girl like poison. Then he was blocked. He saw Zhan Chen's face in front of him and said with a sneer: "I'm not as lucky as my fourth brother because I rely on a woman who sells her body to eat soft food, but I invited an expert today."