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In the corridor of the safe passage of the garage, the strong man pinched 20,000 yuan in his hand, called a young man who was playing poker, and then handed over the money and a note, and said lightly: "Call this number and get me something!"

“... Okay, I got it!!" With that, the young man put the money in his pocket and turned to leave. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

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On the other end, Qingzhong sat in a taxi and slowly dialed Brother Xu's mobile phone, and after the phone was connected, he said straight to the point: "Brother, the matter is almost done?"

"Well, give things to whomever you want, you and Wei will bring someone back early!!" Brother Xu, who was eating with friends outside, said with a smile.

"Okay, I got it!"

"What about my Diwei brigade??" Brother Xu asked casually.

"... Go!!"

"Fuck, I'm fucking eating!Okay, let's talk about it later!" Brother Xu scolded with a smile and hung up the phone directly.

Qingzhong looked at the phone screen, pressed it lightly a few times, and saw my name stored in the phone book, he was slightly stunned, and then quickly pressed the down button and pushed my name up......

After two seconds, Qingzhong flipped it out, and Zigang's phone was slowly dialed over.

"Hey...!" Zigang's voice sounded.

"Second stick, we're done!" Qingzhong said in a stiff tone.

"Then let's hand it over!"

"I'm waiting for you at the exhibition!"

"Okay, I'll go over now!" Zigang agreed, and then hung up the phone.

Twenty minutes later, Qingzhong took a taxi, arrived at the exhibition center, then paid the fare, got out of the car, looked up and looked around, just in time to see the Jinbei car, changed the license plate, and parked in the parking lot on the side of the road.

"Bang Dang!!"

Qingzhong walked to the co-pilot seat of Jinbei, pulled the car door, and sat down expressionlessly.

"Brother Zhong???What about the Wei Brigade and Lele??" Da Xiong, who was still holding a gun, suddenly turned his head to look at Qingzhong and asked.

"It's okay!!He went out with Lele to do some errands, and went home directly when he was done!" Qingzhong lit a cigarette and said casually without looking back.

"!!I'm scared to death!!I heard the gunshots, and I thought Yao Lele had killed the police!!" Da Xiong suddenly said with a sigh of relief.

“...... No, I didn't run into it at all!" Qingzhong said casually while smoking a cigarette.

“... Brother, what are we doing here??" the driver turned his head and asked Qingzhong.

“... Wait for someone, he will come and take the people away, and we'll be done!" Qingzhong said slowly absentmindedly.

After Qingzhong finished speaking, the car was silent again, Da Xiong's sleepy eyes were red, and he was not in the mood to continue to pull the calf, and Dong Lao Wu and the hair on his face were chopped off, and the wounds on his body were found by Da Xiong to find a clinic and dealt with it simply, although there were no stitches, but at least the bleeding stopped.

After more than ten minutes, two cars drove slowly, a Range Rover and an Iveco bread.

"Give me something!" Qingzhong said with a flick of his cigarette butt and at the big bear behind him.

Da Xiong handed the various file bags that he had turned out from four or five residences to Qingzhong.

"Bang dang!" Qingzhong took a thick stack of file bags, pushed the car door and got out of the car, and walked towards the Range Rover.

"Brush!!"

Zigang rolled down the window, poked his head out, looked at Qingzhong and asked, "What about people?"

"Where's it in the car!!!" Qingzhong replied.

"Didi!!"

Qingzhong pressed the horn twice, stretched out his hand from the car window, and shook it for a while, the door of the Iveco car behind him opened, and two or three strong men got down and walked towards the Jinbei van, and then took Dong Lao Wu and Mao He away directly.

“... Everything is here!!" Qingzhong handed the stack of file bags in his hand to Zigang.

Zigang took it, glanced at it roughly, put it on the co-pilot's seat, and asked lightly, "Is it enough?"

“... It should be enough!" Qingzhong touched his nose and replied lightly.

"Okay, thank Zhang Xu for me!"

"Hehe, don't say thank you to anyone for this JB thing!!" Qingzhong shook his head and said with a smile.

"Then I'm leaving!"

"Don't go, I'll have some drinks with you!!" Qingzhong said with a frown, then turned around and walked towards the Jinbei car.

Zigang looked at Qingzhong's back, sighed, then pulled down the handbrake, drove the Land Rover, and slowly left the vicinity of the exhibition with Iveco.

"Big brother, Zhang Xu has finished what he should do, and there are two people from the imperial dynasty, send us together!" Zigang drove the car with one hand and the phone in the other, and said lightly.

"Okay, I won't give you anything???You give Zhang Xu's things and my things to the right person, and then wait for the letter to be over!!" The young man in the nursing home said in a very light tone.

"It's a bit late, isn't it?" Zigang looked at his watch, and it was already past two o'clock.

"It's okay early in the morning!" the voice on the phone was silent for a moment and said slowly.

"Okay, I got it!" Zigang hung up the phone.

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At the other end, at the door of the garage, the young man who took 20,000 yuan and went out to pick up things rushed back with the light of Wuling, and after getting out of the car, he plunged into the safe passage of the garage, and then walked to the door of the office and knocked lightly.

"Squeak!"

The strong man opened the door, glanced up at the young man, and asked slowly, "Did you get the things back??"

"Hmm...!" the young man opened his clothes, and a black plastic bag in his arms slowly appeared in front of the strong man.

"Okay, give me something, you call Xiao Shuang over!" The strong man dragged the bag and said casually.

Twenty minutes later.

"Bang Dang!!"

The room tied to Menghu opened, and the strong man walked in slowly with two people.

"Hehe, what's the matter, do you want to understand??" asked Meng Hu, who was leaning on the heating pipe, as the strong man put his hands in his pockets and looked down at the ground.

“...... You're a basket, and you're an opponent!" Meng Hu didn't look at the strong man at all, and said in an extremely disdainful tone.

"Are you still singing to me about Manjianghong??" the strong man laughed.

"Hehe,!" Meng Hu closed his eyes and leaned against the heating pipe, not saying a word.

"Look how tough he is!!How touching he is!!Okay, let's do it!" The strong man said to the young man behind him, then turned around, patted him on the shoulder, and walked out of the room directly.

"Whew!!"

The young man took out a disposable injection filled with turbid liquid from the plastic bag, and then said to the person next to him, "Press him!!"

"Smack!"

Meng Hu opened his eyes, first glanced at the young man suspiciously, and then was stunned for a long time, and suddenly scolded angrily: "**!!

"Peng!"

Another young man rushed over in two steps and held Meng Hu down, and the young man walked over, took a needle, and slowly pierced it into the veins of Meng Hu's arm.

A few minutes later, the two closed the door and walked out of the room.

"Done?" asked the strong man.

"That's it!" the young man nodded.

"Three times a day, once and a half pipes!"

"That's it!"

After speaking, the three of them left slowly, and Meng Hu, who was lying on the ground, began to sweat profusely, as if there were countless ants crawling over his body, which was extremely itchy.