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Bo Kun nodded at Anyin and got into the car.

The Bentley starts smoothly and drives away.

An Yin and Lu Weiwei held the crab roe cake and looked at the car driving away.

"Anyin, what should I do with this crab roe cake?"

"Take it."

An Yin was about to leave when she saw a men's leather wallet at her feet.

Bending down to pick up the wallet, open it, the contents of the wallet are all neatly placed, a stack of money, a few gold cards, a few business cards.

Bokun!

An Yin remembered that Twilight Jin called the middle-aged man 'Ah Kun'.

This wallet should have fallen out of the middle-aged man named Bo Kun when he helped them get the crab roe crisp.

An Yin took out her mobile phone and dialed the mobile phone number on the business card.

The phone you dialed is on the call......

An Yin called several times, but the other party kept talking, and An Yin had to put away her wallet first, and then contact the other party when she could get through to the other party's phone.

***

Not far away, on a nondescript parking space.

Wei Qiang: "Young Master, are you going to pick up An Yin and them?" ”

"No, you don't." Qin Jian's eyes sank like a pool of thick ink.

Jin Peng called, "Brother, Du Jinyan went to the dog fighting ring, are you still with me?" ”

"No need to follow, you go check someone."

"Who?"

"I'll send you MMS."

"Okay."

Qin Jian sent a photo of the dog's owner to Jin Peng.

****

A van stopped in front of a warehouse in the city.

The car door opened, and several big men jumped out of the car, twisting the tied people out of the car.

The man had adhesive tape on his mouth, and it was the owner of the dog who followed Bo Kun to get the money.

The warehouse is opened, and the dog owner is pushed into the warehouse.

The owner of the dog did not know what these men were going to do to him, and looked in horror at the huge iron door that closed behind him.

The men escorted him to the depths of the warehouse and opened another door, which led to a staircase that led underground.

When I went down the stairs, I heard a lot of noise coming from inside, some people cursing, some people getting excited, more shouting, and the sound of dogs barking.

The last door opened, and I realized that this was an underground dog ring.

Those people threw the dog owner into an iron cage for the dog, and the smell of **** dog urine, mixed with the smell of blood, came to the nostrils.

The dog owner was so frightened that his face turned white.

An hour later, Bo Kun appeared in front of the dog cage with Twilight Jinyan in tow, looking coldly at the dog owner through the dog cage.

At this time, the dog owner already knew that he had provoked someone he couldn't afford to provoke, and wanted to beg for mercy, but he was tied up and couldn't move, with adhesive tape on his mouth, and he couldn't speak, so he could only make a 'woo' sound.

The bodyguard opened the dog cage, wrung the dog owner out, and tore off the adhesive tape from his mouth.

"What are you going to do?"

"Losing your money, of course." Twilight looked at the man coldly.

"I ...... I don't have to pay for it. ”

"But I want to pay." Twilight tilted her head at the bodyguard and motioned for the bodyguard to move.

The bodyguard twisted the dog owner and walked towards the dog ring.

"Brother Biao, are you going to play too?" The person in charge of the dog ring ran over.

"Hmm."

"And which dog do you choose?"

"I use this." The bodyguard kicked the dog owner.

"He? Can he? "The dog owner is not strong, and no matter how the person in charge looks at it, it doesn't look like he can fight.

"Have fun, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, if you lose, I'll lose ten."

"Okay, you say okay, just do it." The eyes of the person in charge suddenly lit up.

The bodyguard took an iron neck guard and put it around the neck of the dog owner to avoid being bitten by the dog's throat.

The man reacted that they were going to take him to dog fighting, and looked at the Spanish bull terrier in the dog arena, and was so frightened that he urinated directly.

ps: It's a new week, and the babies are voting for the four more oils.

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