Chapter 379

"Ah?"

As soon as Qiu Yun said this, the man opposite was stunned.

You know, the reason why nightclubs have such a good income lies in the business in some "gray areas". If this point is cancelled, where will their interests come from?

Qiu Yun glanced at the man and said, "I don't like to say my words a second time. Go back and stop your drug business immediately and dispose of all the goods on your hands! "

Huabang does have some drug businesses, but Qiu Yun and Xue Meiyi have investigated that all the drugs of Huabang flow to Europe and the United States, and the management of its members is also very strict.

This small share of drugs, rather than use it to make money, is to control more resources in the hands of the last resort.

In this area, it can be said that there are many Chinese people. In this place, what they do is zombie drugs, which will only poison their compatriots more!

Other Qiu Yun dare not say, but in his territory, drugs must be uprooted!

The man was swept by Qiu Yun's fierce eyes and immediately burst into a cold sweat.

He had no fear of such a young leader, but since he knew that even the champion was defeated by him, almost everyone was in awe of Qiu Yun.

However, the middle-aged man obviously hesitated to let him give up such a good interest:

"Yes, but the horse iron Association..."

"I'll solve the problem there. Those who dare to provoke the Chinese gang are bound to pay a corresponding price! "

When Qiu Yun finished, the glass in his hand also broke into pieces. This hand immediately stunned the people. The owner of the nightclub didn't dare to talk nonsense. He immediately sat down with the sweat on his forehead.

When the others saw Qiu Yun's action, they all wisely chose to shut up about their shop.

A few days later, in a Chinese teahouse on Aisha street, Qiu Yun, dressed in a gray coat, sat in the corner by the window on the second floor and looked out of the window carelessly.

Anyway, the streets here can be regarded as noisy and prosperous.

On the first floor of the teahouse, there was an unknown tone, and Qiu Yun could only hear a few words occasionally. At the moment, he held his slender and powerful fingers on the tea cup, facing the picture and comparing the people outside the window.

The photo was given to him by Xiao Da himself last night. There are other details of the introduction.

Zha Yilong is the head of the Malaysia Railway Association, which is a small group dominated by Chinese clans here.

In the Ma tie club, eight out of ten are family members, and the remaining two can only be younger brothers in the club.

This kind of small clan organization is not uncommon in foreign countries. For some small clan families in foreign countries, the only way out is to live together.

However, there are few people like Zha Yilong's men who have venues, thugs and even drug business.

Zha Yilong in the photo is about 40 years old. He doesn't look ferocious. He can even see some fat and gentle.

However, the only place that can enter the eye has been completely destroyed by a scar across the whole face. From the forehead to the corner of the right eye, the wound is like an ugly poisonous snake.

Qiu Yun is really curious about the authenticity of the information. He even said that Zha Yilong is very popular with women in nightclubs.

In Qiu Yun's eyes, Zha Yilong is more like some domestic upstarts.

The gold chain with thick fingers and three huge emerald gold rings on the hand are vulgar and violent to show off their wealth.

He had a cigar in his mouth, which matched his size.

Although this photo was taken secretly, it perfectly shows Zha Yilong's proud look.

Qiu Yun looked at the man who was about to become his first prey and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

The more people with status and money in the world, the more fatal flaws there will be.

Greedy, lecherous, arrogant, arrogant... Qiu Yun counts, and it's obvious that this Zha Yilong has accounted for several.

Such people are easy to deal with after all.

Looking at the target coming out of a car downstairs, Qiu Yun looked at the direction he went in.

"Fangfang massage parlor"

Qiu Yun doesn't want to see this rustic name for the second time. However, he knew that this was where Zha Yilong's mistress was.

Looking down from the second floor, you can vaguely distinguish the fuzzy figure inside.

After Zha Yilong entered the massage parlor, a reception dressed in pink came out immediately.

It's just that the man wears a little less cloth, especially the short skirt with beautiful legs and low chest. I'm afraid the man won't even mind what she looks like.

Qiu Yun's face wore an unfathomable smile.

It seems that I want to know with my toes that this massage parlor is not just as simple as taking a bath and massaging.

Qiu Yun sat in this teahouse all afternoon. Until the busy street became deserted, I got up and checked out.

Aisha street is a prosperous pedestrian street. Due to the large flow of people, vehicles are not allowed to enter.

This can also well ensure the circulation of customers from shops on both sides.

The waiter in Qiu Yun's teahouse is a very young boy with black hair and black eyes. A pair of smart eyes have been wandering on Qiu Yun several times since he sat down.

Qiu Yun knew that he might be suspected. After all, in this film, I belong to a new face.

Now the wind is so only, and it seems that he is not a person worried about his livelihood. I'm afraid it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

However, Qiu Yun had no fear in his heart.

"Waiter, come here."

"Hey, objectively, what do you need?"

Hearing Qiu Yun calling himself, the little boy ran over at once.

"I think you are smart and handsome. What's your name?"

Qiu Yun looked at the little boy and asked the question, but the other party looked at Qiu Yun very carefully.

"Objective, small is a chore."

"Oh, really?"

At this time, a cry came out from the kitchen: "Zha Xiaoxiao, what are you doing! Bring the tea from the guests in the bamboo room! "

"Oh, oh!"

The little boy seemed to be full of chagrin at the cry and ran out angrily.

Qiu Yun smiled happily and continued to drink the tea in his hand.

At the moment, Qiu Yun was dressed in a gray high collar coat, a gentleman's high ceremony hat, and specially pasted two moustaches above his mouth. Not to mention a small waiter, even a few of the little ones around him have to think about him to determine his identity.

Qiu Yun didn't care about the senseless vigilance of the waiter.

For the next three days, Qiu Yun still came to the teahouse every day to determine the trend of Zha Yilong.

According to the data, Zha Yilong is arrogant and lecherous, and the mistresses around him are even more than single digits.

But this Fangfang massage parlor is the most favored one.

Almost every day at six o'clock, Zha Yilong will appear here on time.

On the third day, Qiu Yun unexpectedly changed his dress. He looked like an ordinary foreign student with a loose T-shirt and a baseball cap.

Instead of going to the teahouse this time, he waited directly near the massage parlor.

From time to time, some wretched looking men came in and out here, and some were sent out by girls with a smile. They agreed to meet next time at the door. Obviously, they are regular guests here.

According to the information obtained by Qiu Yun, the massage parlor is nominally a massage maintenance place, but almost every item charges a lot. Among them, the figure of female customers is almost extinct, very few.

The giant signboard and luxurious mounting at the door can easily give people the illusion of "high-end". In fact, the situation in the store observed by Qiu Yun can only be described by two words: vulgar.

Even if pink lights are not used everywhere as in China, in fact, those flirtatious twisted waist and low chest short skirts have already demonstrated their meaning.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the people who tied the Dragon arrived as scheduled.

The black car slowly drove into the pedestrian crowd, arrogant and eye-catching.

However, when people saw the license plate of the black car, they immediately stepped aside. Occasionally, two indignant and wise chose to shut up.

The car stopped accurately at the door of the massage parlor.

A man like a driver got off first, then respectfully opened the door, shook his collar and came out of the door.

Seeing this man at a close distance, Qiu Yun only felt that he was stronger than he had observed.

Although the whole body is covered by an expensive black coat, those strong muscles can also show a trace of edges and corners.

It can be seen that the position of president of the Malaysia Railway Association is not in vain.

The people around him seemed to respect him very much. The driver's action did not say, even the women who came out of the massage parlor looked cautious.

Qiu Yun narrowed his eyes and didn't hurry in. Instead, he stood there and took out a cigarette.

The driver of Zha Yilong will stand in place for three minutes at this time. During this time, all people who enter will be closely watched by him. It is also a good means to ensure safety.

After a few minutes, Qiu Yun carefully extinguished the smoke and walked slowly.

The driver has returned to the car. It seems that he has received some order and is preparing to leave.

When Qiu Yun walked over, he just looked at the driver.

He took a look at the time, looked at the student in ordinary dress, and immediately drove away with confidence.

At this time, Qiu Yun had opened the door of Fangfang massage parlor and walked in if nothing happened.

No matter what the reason of the Ma Tiehui, it has violated the interests of the Chinese gang. Zha Yilong leads people to smash the Huabang store. Qiu Yun will make him pay the price.

But Qiu Yun wants more than just a price.

What he wants is a complete shock.

After today, all the forces around us will bow down and be subordinated.

When the store door is closed, the soft music in the store is directly transmitted. The place here is obviously small, with only a long and narrow corridor. Compared with the luxurious decoration outside, it has a strange sense of disobedience.

Qiu Yun observed that there was no problem with the design of the building, but there was another mystery in a door behind the massage parlor. In short, this place with more than 100 square meters has strangely turned into a store with only more than 30 square meters. The decoration and appliances in those stores are compactly placed there, which is not as good as the cheapest massage parlor on the street.