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Qin Hai picked up a paper clip from the ground and opened the door lock. Inside the office, there was a bald old man who was lying on top of a young lady and resting on her body, probably because he was too fat. This old man's forehead was covered in sweat, and he was breathing heavily.

Qin Hai sat on the chair and enjoyed the scenery for a while. He shook his head and sighed. He said in a speechless manner, "Isn't it time to change our posture? It's too boring to keep the same posture."

The moment he opened his mouth, the bald old man trembled in fright. The millions of descendents of the future generations could do nothing but give in to him in such a manner.

As for the woman he was holding back, she turned her head and saw Qin Hai. She screamed as she hurriedly pushed away the old man on her body and hid under the desk.

The old man also fell to the ground in a miserable state. It was only after a long while that he got up from the ground. As he put on his clothes, he glared at Qin Hai. "Who are you? Who let you in?"

The old man was in his fifties or sixties, with a beer belly like a woman who had been pregnant for nine months, and a forehead with only a few strands of hair left.

However, this old fellow still had a rather domineering look on his face. It was likely that he had done quite a bit of impressive stuff in the past.

"You are Guan Meng?" Qin Hai glanced at the old man. To be honest, he was a bit disappointed. Such a mighty and domineering name actually had such a moral character. It was far from what he had imagined.

This bald old man was the owner of this Dreamsky Lake Hotel, Guan Meng. The casino in the basement was opened by him. In fact, from the day of its birth, this hotel had served the casino below. The rooms above were just a front.

This Guan Meng could be considered to be someone who had seen the world. Qin Hai's sudden intrusion only left him panicking for a moment before he quickly regained his composure. As he steadied his body, he quietly pressed a button under his desk.

Qin Hai didn't know that there was another mystery under this fellow's desk. He said, "Don't worry about who I am. Let me ask you, who ordered you to suppress Qiulin?"

A thought struck Guan Meng. With a straight face, he said, "I don't know what you're talking about. You'd better leave now or I'll call the police."

Qin Hai laughed involuntarily. The owner of the casino actually threatened him with the police. Could it be any more ridiculous than that?

There was a pencil right next to his hand. Qin Hai picked up the pencil and twirled it twice in his hand before suddenly stabbing it down towards the wooden desk.

When Qin Hai released his hand, Guan Meng, who was sitting on the other side of the desk, suddenly widened his eyes.

He saw that the pencil had already stabbed into the table, leaving only a small part of it exposed.

His desk was made of real red wood, not tofu. This unknown person actually stabbed a pencil into it with his bare hands. This was too unbelievable.

Even though Guan Meng was experienced and knowledgeable, it was his first time seeing such a skill. He was shocked by what Qin Hai had done.

What surprised him even more was that Qin Hai used two fingers to grip the end of the pencil and easily pulled it out of the table.

Judging from his relaxed appearance, it seemed like this mahogany desk was really made out of tofu.

Guan Meng couldn't help but pinch the corner of the table. However, no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't pinch it. Moreover, it hurt his fingers.

"You … "Who exactly are you and what do you want?"

Looking at the rapidly spinning pencil in Qin Hai's hand, Guan Meng couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He finally understood that the person in front of him was a tough person. Even though he was only holding a pencil, if he wanted to, he could use it to pierce countless holes in his body in an instant.

"I already said, you don't need to worry about who I am. You only need to tell me who ordered you to capture Qiulin." Don't talk nonsense with me, my patience is very limited. "

Bang!

Qin Hai suddenly slapped the pencil horizontally on the table, frightening Guan Meng so much that he shivered. He hurriedly said, "Qiu Lin, I know, he borrowed twenty thousand yuan from the company, but he still couldn't pay it back in time. It's the company's rule to temporarily put him down, it's not someone who ordered us to do it."

After a pause, Guan Meng continued, "Since Qiulin is this brother's friend, for your sake, we can forget about the money. I'll get someone to return his IOU. What do you think?"

"Is that really the case?" Qin Hai asked with a smile. His gaze was fixed on Guan Meng.

Guan Meng suddenly felt a great pressure. He felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast that could eat a person at any time. His forehead began to continuously sweat, and his heart was even more anxious.

"Indeed!" Guan Meng said with a coy smile. In his heart, he was extremely anxious. Motherf * cker, why hadn't those bastards come up yet?

At this moment, Qin Hai's ears twitched slightly. Then, he smiled at Guan Meng. "It seems that I've underestimated you!"

At the same time, the elevator door opened and a group of lackeys rushed out with machetes, heading straight for the general manager's office.

On the stairs next to the elevator, there was another row of lackeys quickly running up. Without exception, almost everyone held a saber in their hands. Their aggressive auras sent chills down one's spine.

Bang!

The heavy wooden door of the office was suddenly slammed open, and a group of lackeys rushed into the office.

However, when the group of lackeys that just rushed in clearly saw the situation inside, it was as if they had been hit by an acupoint and were all frozen in place.

Not only were they shocked, but even the other lackeys who had arrived later were also stunned when they entered the office.

In front of them, the boss, who was usually so high up, was now standing there completely naked. On his round white belly, a few large words were written in black and thick characters.

"I'm a pervert!"

Moreover, Guan Meng was still dancing and waving his arms around the small apple. Although the jumping was very ugly, anyone with good eyesight could still tell that the little apple he was jumping on was the same Little Apple that had been burning the entire country a while ago.

F * ck, what is the boss doing?

A striptease?

The group of lackeys were stunned as they foolishly stared at Guan Meng.

Oh right, the boss' mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted. Did he have a stroke?

The lackeys looked at each other, not knowing what was going on with Guan Meng. On the other hand, Guan Meng was furious because of these bastards. He kept winking at them, but no one came over to help him.

After a long while, a lackey with good eyes suddenly saw Qin Hai squatting behind Guan Meng. He pointed at him and shouted in fear, "Boss, be careful of the chrysanthemums exploding!"

Guan Meng: "…"

Qin Hai, who was writing on Guan Meng's body with a marker, was also disgusted. He quickly threw it away and stood up.

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