Chapter 129

Three in the morning.

Night fire bar.

As usual, this bar is still a bit popular, but today there are only a group of waiters and younger brothers who are sorting out the bar.

The bar was smashed in such a mess that it couldn't open without ten days and a half months of renovation.

Before Gaofeng and Xiaoru are cured, Wu Hao thinks, just go out of business.

"President Wu."

"President Wu."

"You can go home and go to bed after you dry the drinks and clean the glass residue. I'll let you know when you go to work. Don't worry about your salary, as long as you can find you when you come back."

"Thank you, Mr. Wu. Where else can we go with such good treatment?"

"Yes, Mr. Wu, our night fire business is not very good, but the treatment is not worse than other bars. Where can we run? We all say it is not."

"That's right. Mr. Wu, if you have a call, everyone will come back immediately."

"Come on, do your work. What about a dozen people? Take me

Wu Hao smiles.

"On Mr. Wu's side, people are all locked up in private rooms."

A couple of kids take Wu Hao to the private room.

"I didn't expect you to be popular."

On one side, Xiaoyou yawns.

"People have conditions."

Wu Hao pinched her face.

"Cheer me up and go back to sleep when you're done. It doesn't matter if the teahouse doesn't open tomorrow. You can have enough sleep."

"You're a real person. Everything is done in the middle of the night. You wake people up when they fall asleep. You wake them up when they fall asleep. They'll be crazy back and forth." Xiaoyou complains.

"Well, don't talk nonsense."

"It hurts. Your face is swollen."

"Mr. Wu, people are inside."

Wu Hao pulls Xiaoyou into the private room.

A few boys are waiting at the door just in case.

……

In the private room.

All twelve fell to the ground.

Except for the two bodies killed by Wu Hao on the spot, all the other ten people were tied up like zongzi.

As soon as Wu Hao came in, they struggled like ghosts. Some people wanted to shout, but their mouths were sealed with adhesive tape. They couldn't make a sound at all. Only their throats whined, which proved that they were very afraid.

Especially after staying with two corpses for two hours, the smell of blood in the room mixed with the smell of death came into their bodies with every breath, reminding them that this might be their end.

Wu Hao turned on the headlights and sat down on the sofa.

He had a straight face and a cold face.

Facing anyone who wants to kill himself, he never thinks that he should be kind to each other.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to himself. He has been childish for several times. He is not willing to place his hope in the hands of his enemies.

"I'll just ask you one question. Who sent you?"

"Wu Wu ~ ~"

"Wu Wu ~ ~"

Ten people were struggling on the ground, their heads were more diligent than chickens pecking rice, and their mouths were constantly whining.

Wu Hao went forward and tore off all the seals on ten people's mouths.

"I said, I said"

"I said, I said."

"It's Yang Zhi, it's Yang Zhi."

Ten people yelled at each other.

Wu Hao sat back on the sofa, expressionless.

"Your leader's name is Yang Zhi?"

"Yes, he called us here. It's none of our business. We're just taking money to eat under his hands. If you have something to ask him, ask him."

"Of course he has to. Leave me his phone number and write down his address for me."

"I write, I write."

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

Ten people vie with each other. In their eyes, this is an opportunity to make contributions. It seems that doing more can save them from death.

Wu Hao's evil spirit smiles, with a hint of death teasing playthings.

"Don't worry, everyone writes the same."

Wu Hao untied the hands of three people, and one gave them a piece of paper and a pen.

Three people excitedly wrote down Yang Zhi's contact number and address on the paper.

Wu Hao took it back and saw that the three were exactly the same.

Tear two and leave one.

"Want to live?"

Wu Hao asked. There was an incomparable evil spirit in the corner of his mouth.

"Think about it."

"Please let it go, please let it go."

"Just let me go and hang out with you."

"Yes, yes, I'll hang out with you, too."

Wu Hao took out 20 trading contracts out of thin air.

A sale contract and a purchase contract, a total of ten, one for each person.

"I don't want to be obedient just like these two people on the ground. I'll write whatever I want you to write, and I'll die right away with one word."

"Write what you say."

"There are only three pens, three pens and three pens. Don't worry, it will be your turn."

Wu Hao touched Xiaoyou.

Xiaoyou yawns and whispers to Wu Hao about the life span of the three people in front of him.

"Write down the one you sold first. Fan Huaqiang, you fill in the column of selling time, 78 days, 6 hours and 5 minutes in 62 years, and the price is 1."

"I'll write it now."

"Chen Guanyu, you fill in 34 years, 308 days, 1 hour, 45 minutes."

"I filled it out."

"Don't worry, take your time. Lin Zhongtang, you fill in 15 years, 224 days, 18 hours and 9 minutes."

"I've filled it out, too. How else can I fill it out?"

Wu Hao laughed and taught them to fill in the death contract step by step and sign their names.

Then change to the other three.

Ten people fill in all of them, take back the ten and sign their names.

The transaction is completed.

With Xiaoyou's eye of death, the steps of testing life span are directly omitted, which is really convenient.

"The next three, three, sign the buy contract. Fill in all of them for one minute. Fan Huaqiang, you fill in 32.699885 million per minute in the column of transaction price. "

"What does that mean?"

"I want to die. I'll help you right away."

Wu Hao stares at him.

"I'll write it right away. I'll write it right away. It's done. It's done."

"Chen Guanyu, you fill in 18.314025 million per minute in the column of transaction price."

"All right, I'm done."

"OK, Lin Zhongtang, it's your turn."

"You say, I'm ready."

Wu Hao smiles with evil charm. He first calculates his price with the calculator of his mobile phone, and then tells him the price of the other three.

The one minute purchase contract for ten people was soon completed.

Wu Hao took it back and signed it without hesitation.

Ten deals,

Done.

Taking back 20 contracts, Wu Hao leans back on the chair and looks at them with no expression. He has no intention of leaving.

Next, he will do a cruel thing.

Watching them die.

He left ten minutes for everyone, and according to the order of signing the contract, these ten people should die one after the other.

There are no conditions for accidents to happen in this private room. Even if there are, they can't happen one after another. In this case, what kind of way will ten of them die?

Wu Hao sat quietly on the sofa and looked at them.

At this moment, he looks like a very cold devil, and he is also the kind of devil who stands on the top of the devil and ignores life