"Don't share the hatred of the sky!" said the middle-aged man with a gloomy face.

Huangmao Dafei looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, what a big hatred this must be.

"You helped me get rid of him, I'll give you money. The middle-aged man finally got to the point.

"How much?" asked the yellow-haired Dafei.

"A million!" the middle-aged man said very calmly.

Hiss!

The middle-aged man is calm, but the yellow-haired Dafei is not calm, one million! He has never seen a million in his life! He is just a gangster on the side of the street, and he is still wandering in the chaotic Beicheng District, collecting that little protection money all day long, and there is nothing left after eating, drinking, and playing, and in this Zhonghai, where every inch of land is valuable, there is not even a house.

Now suddenly someone wants to give him a million, how excited he is.

The yellow-haired Dafei's hands trembled a little, and he took out a box of cigarettes for five yuan.

"Smoke this. The middle-aged man casually threw over a box of 08 Yellow Crane Tower.

The yellow-haired Dafei hurriedly caught it, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes. 08 Yellow Crane Tower, there are more than 200 boxes sold outside, 200 yuan does not seem to be much, but who can afford to smoke this kind of cigarette every day? 200 a day, 2,000 a day, 6,000 yuan a month.

"Let's smoke them all. The middle-aged man said.

"Thank you to the owner. Huang Mao Dafei's face was full of joy, he took out one and pulled it up, feeling in his heart that the life of a rich person is good.

"How's it going, have you thought about it?" the middle-aged man asked after waiting for a minute.

One million, this is a big temptation for the yellow-haired Dafei. But he felt that he was not stupid, he had seen Fang Shaoyang's skills, and he had a strong fight and background.

Originally, Huang Mao Dafei felt that Fang Shaoyang knew a police station director very powerful, and he didn't want to offend him anymore. But now he feels that Fang Shaoyang is not just as simple as knowing the director of a police station.

Look at the middle-aged man in front of him, sitting in the car Audi Q7, wearing a famous brand, looking at the posture is not an ordinary person. can go against this kind of person, and this middle-aged man still has no way to deal with him, what kind of character is this?

Why did Da Fei think that the middle-aged man had no way to take Fang Shaoyang? It's very simple, if he had a way to clean up Fang Shaoyang, what would he do with himself?

Huangmao Dafei groaned: "Boss, one million is really too tempting for me, I really want to do it with you." But... I'm just a little gangster, I don't have that much ability. ”

"Are you afraid?" the middle-aged man asked.

Huang Mao Dafei nodded very dryly and said: "Yes, I'm just afraid, boss, look at you, you can't clean him up if you are so capable." And I'm a little gangster, who wants money but no money, who has no power, how dare I offend him?"

"As long as you do it, I will naturally help you. The middle-aged man said.

Huangmao Dafei was very moved, but still very hesitant.

"Two million!" the middle-aged man said suddenly.

The eyes of the yellow-haired Dafei widened, two million!

Doubled!

"Give you five seconds to think about it, and get out if you don't do it. The middle-aged man said expressionlessly.

“5… 4… 3…”

"Boss, I'll do it!" Before the middle-aged man finished counting, the yellow-haired Dafei nodded in agreement.

The middle-aged man smiled, and smiled very happily.

"Very good, rich and dangerous. ”

"In this society, if you want to earn enough two million on your salary, how many years will it take to earn enough without eating or drinking?" said the middle-aged man with a smile.

Huang Mao Dafei nodded very approvingly, money is not easy to make, if you want to make money, you must dare to fight. If you want to save money little by little on a dead salary, it can only be a drop in the bucket.

What's more, he is a thug on the street, he has no salary at all, and his life is not up or down.

And if he does this, he will have 2 million at once! These 2 million are the money that those white-collar workers who used to be very good-looking, how many years to save can be saved!

In the blink of an eye, he could overtake those people.

"Boss, what do you want me to do?" asked Huang Mao Dafei excitedly.

The middle-aged man shook his head with a smile and said, "It's your business to do it, I just want the result, I want his hospital to fail, I want him to become a bedbug that everyone shouts about!"

Huangmao Dafei nodded and said, "Don't worry, boss, I'll go back and find a way, I will definitely satisfy you." ”

The middle-aged man said with satisfaction: "Very good, this money is for you to do the activity funds." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out two stacks of big red tickets from his bag on the side and threw them to Huangmao Dafei.

The yellow-haired big flying hair took the money with his hands and feet, and his heart jumped suddenly, these two stacks of money must have 40,000 yuan!

"Alright, go ahead, do a good job, don't let me down. The middle-aged man spoke.

"The owner is reassuring and will not let you down. The yellow-haired Dafei held the money and got out of the car cautiously.

The Audi O7 started slowly and disappeared into the traffic in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Fei, who is in the car?" asked the little thugs curiously.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't!"

Huangmao Dafei said very angrily, he felt that his current self was different from before. He used to be just a street thug, but now he has a backer and is about to become a millionaire!

"Wow Brother Da Fei, what money do you have?" Several thugs found the two stacks of banknotes in the yellow-haired Da Fei's collection, and suddenly asked with golden eyes, and their saliva was about to flow.

When the yellow-haired Dafei saw the expressions of several people, he immediately laughed and said: "Hahaha, let's go, Lao Tzu will take you to drink, but this wine can't be drunk in vain, you all have to give Lao Tzu some ideas later!"

Hearing that there was wine, the gangsters were excited, and a group of people hugged Huang Mao Dafei and walked into the distance.

At night, Fang Shaoyang was watching a movie with his wife at home, and suddenly received a call from Sister Zhao, asking him to go to the bar, Fang Shaoyang had to take a taxi over, he felt that he was too busy now, how could he find himself for everything.

When he arrived at the bar, Fang Shaoyang found that today's bar was too lively, why was it full of people, at least 200 people, and there was a lot of noise.

A pound of bar hair ran over, and said with a flattering smile: "Boss, you're here." ”

"What about Sister Zhao?" asked Fang Shaoyang.

"Upstairs, I'll take you. ”

Da Mao led the way in front with a smile on his face and came to the private room on the second floor.

At this time, Heipi and Zhao Jie were in the private room, and there was Xiaomao.

"Boss!" Seeing Fang Shaoyang coming, Heipi and Xiaomao hurriedly stood up.

Fang Shaoyang nodded, sat beside Sister Zhao and asked, "Sister Zhao, what did you call me?"

Sister Zhao said with a solemn expression: "Ssangyong will negotiate with us." ”

"What are you negotiating?" Fang Shaoyang asked strangely.

"Boss, Hong San is still in our hands. Blackskin reminded from the side.

"Oh, they want to go back to Hongsan?" Fang Shaoyang asked.

[ps: After 12 o'clock tonight, all the books are free!After 12 o'clock in the evening on the 26th, it began to erupt!!Rolling all over the ground asking for tickets~~~]