C978 Who's the boss

The old monk carried Gui Sha's head and walked into Leng Yifan's office, the blood seeping out of the box dripping onto the milky white carpet, forming a strong contrast.

Leng Yifan frowned. He was a person who was obsessed with cleanliness, so when he placed the entire box on the table, Leng Yifan jumped up like a woman and hid at the side. Take it away! "

"The ghost servant and his brother both died in Ye Cheng's hands. Boss, the most sensible thing to do now is to stop. Don't anger Ye Cheng again."

"Do you think he will let me go just because I stop?"

"No, but the police are keeping an eye on us. If we cause any more trouble at this time, it would be like giving the police a chance to catch you."

Leng Yifan snorted coldly. The people of the Leng Clan were extremely arrogant, and would never compromise because of this.

"Ye Cheng had killed so many of our brothers, yet you want me to endure so much. How am I going to return to the Leng Clan in the future?"

The old man shrugged. Take the shipment before Hassan does. "With this stock, there is no need to be afraid that Shichuan won't come looking for you."

"I'll leave this to you." "The old man had just turned around when Leng Yifan called out to him." "Come back, take this out and deal with it. You don't need to bring this over from now on."

A boss afraid of getting dirty was not a good old man!

The old man drew an equal number in his heart.

Ye Cheng received a call from Hassan at two in the afternoon. He could still discuss the price of the goods and hope to talk with the owner of the goods again. Over the phone, Ye Cheng happily accepted the call.

The bait was hooked!

Ye Cheng chuckled and dialed An Gaohan's number. After a simple "start", he put down the phone.

At nine o'clock in the evening, a heavy locomotive stopped in front of the Gazing Bar. The lackey at the entrance went up to take the engine, but was pushed aside by the man.

"Sir, you can't park here."

The man glanced at him and started the engine again. He walked a few steps forward and locked the door before entering the bar!

"Boss Zhao, you're on time!"

Hassan laughed and stepped forward, taking the man's hand and embracing him. Those who didn't know looked at their intimate appearance and thought they were good brothers that hadn't seen each other for years.

The man pushed Hassan away. The bar was empty today, except for the woman, who was Hassan's bodyguard.

"Haha, for the sake of safety, I have reserved this place. "Didn't Chief Ye come with Boss Zhao?"

"He's not coming!"

"When Hassan heard this, he laughed out loud." "That's a pity. Come, let's sit in the private room."

There was only one other person in the room, and under the escort of three women, the man's lust was aroused all of a sudden. He threw himself onto the sofa with a woman and started chewing.

"Boss Zhao, I'm sorry, but this little brother of mine is not very calm. Haha!" "Get out, get out." Hassan shouted at the woman in the room and kicked the man who had lost his composure. "Shame on you, go to the toilet and vent your anger."

Boss Zhao did not walk into the room, but stared at Hassan with an inquiring look.

"Hehe, Boss Zhao, don't mind it. We're all on the same side."

"I only deal with one person."

"Done!" Hassan was stunned for a moment before he sent everyone out. The beastly young man unhappily kicked the table.

"What do you mean? You know who he is, I'm the one doing business with you, boy. Open your eyes wide and talk to him, does he have the money to give you? "

Boss Zhao raised his eyebrows and gave him a slap.

"Aiyo, don't!" "Hassan Yan Ming quickly caught between the two of them and used his face to receive this slap." "Boss Zhao, this is our young master, and also my nephew. I am an old man who does business, and little kids don't know anything. Don't mind me."

"Turning around, Hassan glared at the man." "Fuck, I shouldn't have brought you out. Wait until we get back, then tell your boss to properly take care of you."

Boss Zhao stared at the two people in front of him in interest. In the end, who was the boss and who was the grandson. Those who worked were actually more vicious than the boss.

"The price won't change. If your boss accepts it and trades on the spot, if it's not suitable, then we will each leave. Don't look for me in the future. I came to see you this time for Alliance Head Ye's sake."

The young man jumped up when he heard this. He stepped on the tea table, pointed at Boss Zhao's face and cursed, "What does Ye Cheng count as? Ten million for one! Why don't you go rob a bank?" With just these few lousy things of yours, what can you do about it? Let me tell you, I'm just looking for something new to take away with 5 million yuan in it. Also, I'll also give you the formula.

"Can this person represent you?" In response to the young man's clamor, Boss Zhao used one hand to push him away.

10 million each, the price is a bit too expensive. To buy one from Boss Zhao, we have to directly cooperate with Yinwu, the moment we reach an agreement and go on the assembly line, the finished products will be out soon. Do I still care about these mere few?

Boss Zhao laughed. For some things, since your boss can directly cooperate with Yinwu, then leave the opportunity to others. "

"Hassan stood in front of Boss Zhao." If he didn't say it like that, who would still dare to look for Yinwu in this current situation? Wasn't that just walking into a trap?! How about ten million? "

Boss Zhao withdrew his right hand while carrying his briefcase and walked out. At this moment, dozens of masked men suddenly fell from the sky and surrounded him and Hassan.

"What does that mean?"

Hassan stared at these people and shouted. " I wanted to ask you something. "

"Who doesn't know who you, Hassan, are? If you want to keep this thing for yourself, then you shouldn't go back on your word!" "Boss Zhao took out his gun and pointed it at Hassan's head." Tell your men to retreat, or I'll kill you. "

"Bullshit!" If these people belong to me, Hassan, he'll fucking call you Dad, with your last name. "

Boss Zhao squinted and shot the man in the head.

"Hassan swallowed and raised his hands to calm down Boss Zhao." If there's anything to say, I swear to God, I didn't bring these people. "

"Second Uncle, they are my men!"

The young man leisurely walked down the room and arrived in front of Boss Zhao. You only have one gun and 19 rounds of bullets, so I have at least 30 people here. Even if you shot one, I still have 20 people, so no matter what, I will win. Boss Zhao, be careful and leave your things behind, I will let you go, otherwise, I will leave your life with your goods. "

Hassan laughed dryly twice. He wanted to use his feet to glare at the man beside him, but things had already gotten to this point, so he could only force himself to agree, "Boss Zhao, we are all civilized people, you want to sell, I want to buy, isn't that just a matter of price? Give me a little, I'll take a step back.

Seeing that Boss Zhao did not respond, Hassan rolled his triangular eyes. He turned his head towards the young man beside him and said, "Eldest nephew, tell your men to withdraw. Are you sure you can continue with this business?"

"He tried his best to wink at the young man, but the young man just rolled his eyes and ignored Hassan." "Kid, my second uncle is a kind person, but I will definitely take revenge. You just punched me twice, and I'm going to take it all back with interest. Attack!"

The thug rushed forward, pushing Hassan and the young man to the back. The entire bar was filled with the sound of killing, but no one moved.

"What's going on?" "The young man squeezed to the front and discovered that there was no one inside." "Fuck, where is he?"

Bang!

With a loud noise, the chandelier above his head fell down, striking the young man's head and causing him to bleed profusely.

Hassan screamed and rushed in. " Oh my god, what are you waiting for!? "

"No one can get out of here."

"Boss Zhao, if you do that, you won't get involved. If anything happens to him, Boss will definitely not let you off."

"Is that so? Call your boss and ask him to come personally and redeem you. "

"You're just refusing a toast and refusing a forfeit. Hur Hur, kill him."

Hassan revealed a vicious face and retreated out of the circle. The 30 odd people all rushed forward and within the smaller encirclement, the thugs were all thrown out. In a short moment, the 30 plus people were all lying on the ground and wailing.

"Boss Zhao walked up to Hassan and pointed his money at him." "Call me!"

Seeing that Hassan did not move, he swung the butt of the gun and slammed it hard against his head, again and again, knowing that Hassan was begging for mercy, only then did he stop.

"In front of Boss Zhao, Hassan dialed his boss's number. According to his instructions, after sending the message, he handed the phone over to Boss Zhao." If you want your son to live, I'll give you fifteen minutes. "

After dropping the phone, Boss Zhao smiled at Hassan, opened the safety catch, and pulled the trigger.

"No!"

"It's enough to scare him, don't really kill him. There's no use in keeping him." Ye Cheng jumped down from the beam in the room, held Boss Zhao's hand up and kept his gun.

"Chief Ye, you, you are in the same group?"

"Hehe." Ye Cheng laughed coldly, grabbed Hassan's collar and dragged him to the sofa. Brother Ha, don't tell me you really think I'm the middleman? "

"What do you mean?"

"Ye Cheng placed the box on the table, opened it and pushed it in front of Hassan." "These are the only four vials of medicament in the Paddy River Association. I will sell them to you for ten million apiece. Do you know how much Paddy River Cherry has spent to get them back?"

"He wants to buy it too? Didn't he say that he could produce in bulk? "

"Haha, you really can believe the words of the islanders. Your dog eyes are blind."

"Ye Cheng, 10 million is 10 million. I'll give you 50 million. Sell the formula to me."

"Yo, you can call the shots now? Hehe, but we can't afford ten million right now. We'll talk about it after your boss arrives. "

Ye Cheng gave Hassan a weird smile. Just as Hassan was about to raise his head and say something, an empty wine bottle smashed down in front of him.

"How troublesome! "He's so weak."

After tying Hassan onto the stage, Ye Cheng dropped the rope onto the top of the pole dance. He pushed Hassan's fat body, causing Hassan to sway like a sledgehammer.

"Five more minutes!" Would you like a drink? "

An Gao Han shook his head and silently tied up the thug and threw him to the side.

"You and An An really don't resemble each other. You're just like a stuffy gourd."

"Ye Cheng shook his wine cup and took a small sip." Where the hell did Old Fart go? "

"Boss hasn't come back for a few days."

Ye Cheng responded. On stage, Hassan let out a groan. He slowly opened his eyes and saw himself hung there, screaming.

"Boss, save me!"

The door of the bar was pushed open, and a few people in kimonos walked in.

Ye Cheng turned around to look at these people and sneered in his heart. Hassan, this is your boss! "You brat, you sure have a good time!"

"Hassan twisted his body. Hearing Ye Cheng's cold words, he pulled back his neck." If I don't, I'll end up like my boss. Everyone is afraid of death. "

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity. You are completely useless to me now. Kill him!"