Violators Club

Chapter 117 Biao Acting
Chapter 115
As Ni Yongxiao finished speaking, Guohua couldn't help but froze.

But at the same moment, it was not only him who was stunned, but also Wen Zheng and the black ghosts on both sides, and even Han Chen. In fact, although Han Chen had a ferocious expression and agitated emotions at the beginning, if you look into his eyes, you will find that Han Chen has always been there. Keep sunny.

What Han Chen was really stunned was when Ni Yongxiao said later that I believed it.

Compared to Guohua who thinks he is very smart, Han Chen is the smartest one.

The moment he saw Guohua, Hei Gui, and Wen Zheng enter the door, Han Chen guessed what Ni Yongxiao was planning to do.

Of course, he didn't know the specific steps. After all, his wife killed Ni Yongxiao's father, and the other party could sit with him calmly, which was already a great face, and with the appearance of three Ni Kun's bodyguards.

Because he knew that Ni Kun was killed by his wife, Han Chen immediately thought that Ni Yongxiao was planning to solve one of the three people, so as to pave the way for the No. 14 axis.

But he never expected that when Guohua was about to die, Ni Yongxiao said something in a detour - I believe it!
Han Chen was a little confused, he looked at Chen Changqing and Ni Yongxiao with suspicious eyes.

Ni Yongxiao didn't say anything, but Chen Changqing guessed something.

But because there were so many people at the scene, they gave Han Chen a reassuring look.

On the other side, after Ni Yongxiao finished saying I believe, looking at Guohua who was so excited that his face was flushed with excitement, and Wen Zheng whose face was pale, Ni Yongxiao shook his head, He took a sip of tea elegantly:
"The three of them have already confessed. The mastermind is Gandhi. Three years ago, Gandhi killed Dad and tricked you guys to start your own business."

"Gandhi?"

The person who spoke was Han Chen, his eyes flickered with thought, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Guohua next to him was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously looked at Wen Zheng, but nodded quickly after a while:
"Yes, it must be Gandhi, the bastard. He has been dissatisfied with Uncle Kun in private."

Wen Zheng, who was afraid of getting burned, said quickly, "That's right, the day Uncle Kun died, that bastard Gandhi called us over."

In fact, not only Guohua and Wenzheng, but also the black ghosts are also yelling at this moment.

The reason is very simple and realistic, because a dead fellow Taoist will never die a poor Taoist, besides, Gandhi is already dead.

Looking at the angry crowd, Ni Yongxiao sighed, with a sad expression on his face: "Today is my mother's birthday. I didn't want to do this at first, but I have to avenge my father's revenge."

"Be clean and don't get blood everywhere."

As he spoke, Ni Yongxiao winked at Luo Ji who was not far away.

Compared with the first murder, Luo Ji was much calmer this time.

He didn't say anything, just pulled out a gun from his back, raised his hand and shot three times with "bang bang bang".

And listening to the gunshots coming from the house, soon several younger brothers opened the door and walked in.

Their movements are quick and their techniques are quite professional.

Some put the corpses into bags, while others cut off the blood-stained carpet. Chen Changqing even saw an acquaintance, Aunt Wu who usually took care of the old lady of the Ni family.

This is an aunt with a good personality who cooks well.

At this moment, her complexion was normal, she gracefully wiped the blood on the ground, re-paved the carpet prepared earlier in the morning, and even sprayed on the perfume to eliminate the smell.

But I don't know why, the smell in the air has faded,
But the few people present felt inexplicably that there was still a strong smell of blood left here.

And looking at the taciturn Guohua niggers who looked like frightened quails, Ni Yongxiao smiled elegantly, and he took a sip of old Pu'er:
"Okay, the matter is settled, and then we will talk about the third matter."

Speaking of which, Ni Yongxiao glanced at Chen Changqing who was drinking milk not far away.

There was no milk on the table. Aunt Wu noticed this when she entered the door, so when she went back to get the carpet, she specially brought a glass of milk for Chen Changqing.

Well, a very kind and caring old aunt, Chen Changqing is very heartwarming.

But he also knew what Ni Yongxiao meant, so he put down the milk cup:
"I don't know what plans the uncles have for Xiangjiang in the future?"

Faced with Chen Changqing's inquiry, Guohua was the first to speak. He has no other thoughts now. Just now, Ni Yongxiao's method made him feel terrified. You must know that although he was not the one who was killed, three people died today!

Guohua doesn't know if Ni Yongxiao is implying something, but at the moment he really doesn't want to guess, he just wants to be an obedient dog honestly:

"Uncle Kun is my elder brother and also Ah Chen's savior. I don't think there is anything to say."

The nigga next to him also nodded quickly:
"Although Uncle Kun is only a few years older than me, I still recognize him as my eldest brother."

But at the next moment, Han Chen, who has been very silent from the beginning until now, as his eyes swept over Guohua, Hei Gui, and Wen Zheng, seemed to understand something, Han Chen took a deep breath and spoke solemnly. said:

"Mr. Ni, there will be chaos if you leave."

Guohua: "?"

nigger:"?"

Wen Zheng: "?"

The three of them were a little confused. This feeling was like the scumbags who entered the field of masters by mistake. Obviously, everyone had one head and one mouth, but they couldn't understand what the other party said. Facing Han Chen's sudden speech.

The three of you looked at me and I looked at you, their confused expressions were indescribably ignorant and funny.

But Ni Yongxiao remained silent. He gently rubbed the teacup, and as his expression changed, a touch of relief gradually appeared on his face:
"Achen, do you believe in Buddhism?"

"It's easy to pick up but hard to put down. I can let go today. You should be happy for me."

Han Chen opened his mouth, with a tangled face, as if he wanted to say something else:
"But, Mr. Ni..."

But Ni Yongxiao waved his hands freely:

"It's nothing to worry about. I avenged my father's revenge. It's almost [-]. I discussed with my mother about immigrating. It's all thanks to your help that the Ni family can be what it is today. Monk."

"Don't worry, Ren. He won't take over the family business. Some old folks who have been with our family for many years are unwilling to leave. Fortunately, Ren opened a small shop, which can be regarded as a way of life for them."

As he spoke, Ni Yongxiao looked at Chen Changqing who was drinking milk not far away.

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes, ignoring Ni Yongxiao who was soaring in acting.

After listening to Ni Yongxiao's speech, the black ghost next to him couldn't help showing a touch of surprise on his face:
"Ah Xiao, are you serious?"

Ni Yongxiao shrugged. He didn't answer, but just pushed the gold-rimmed glasses flatly: "Some time ago, a real estate agent came and asked if the house would be sold. How much do you think the asking price is?"

"One hundred and six."

It was Chen Changqing who spoke. He put down the cup of milk tea and calmly said an astonishing number.

Ni Yongxiao smiled. He tidied his clothes, got up and patted Chen Changqing's shoulder, and looked at the people around him: "In the future, everyone will get together more when they have time, like today, it's good."

With that said, he walked out the door freely.

And as Ni Yongxiao left, the room fell into a brief silence.

But unlike the previous Silence, one can clearly feel something called ambition bursting out from the eyes of Guohua, Hei Gui, and Wen Zheng.

Chen Changqing felt a little disdainful in his heart, but on the surface he put on a junior smile, he got up and cupped his hands:

"Uncles, I'm going out first. I don't care about business matters. Please take care of me in the future."

Following Chen Changqing's words, the tense atmosphere in the room just now suddenly changed.

Although the Ni family has left, some old brothers left behind are still there, and most of these people are now in the hands of Chen Changqing.

This made Guohua, Heigui, and Wenzheng look at Chen Changqing with fiery eyes:

"Ah Qing, don't worry, I will cover you from now on."

"What the hell, Ah Qing is my nephew."

"Okay, both of you make room, I can take care of Ren."

"Guohua, do you want to fight?"

"Wen Zheng, do you have any comments?"

"Hehe, have you two forgotten about my nigger?"

Looking at the three people who were flushed and arguing almost to fight, Han Chen shook his head, watched Chen Changqing leave, and took a sip from his teacup.

In fact, he didn't want to stay here with the three idiots, but he couldn't help it, he couldn't leave now.

(End of this chapter)