Violators Club

Chapter 32 Aren's Phone

Chapter 32
Coming out of the police station, Chen Changqing took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a red one, and put it in his mouth.

"Clap!"

Chen Changqing, who was squatting in front of the police station, took a breath beautifully.

Yang Jinrong is a very nice person, he reminded Chen Changqing of Warring States Sang in Pirates.

As we all know, in the world of One Piece, every general has his own justice.

Akainu-san's generation is absolute and lazy, and the ambiguous justice in the middle.

Among the three generals of the previous generation, Zhan Guosang, probably because he was called the wise general Zhan Guo, his justice belongs to the justice of unscrupulous means.

When he was young, he asked Yoshiko to be an undercover agent, and before the top war started, he asked the maelstrom spider to give Whitebeard a backstab of love. Although there is information that this matter was done by Akainu-san, don’t forget that at that time The first brother of the navy is Sengoku-san.

Therefore, many people speculate that Akainu-san is probably just a tool man in the matter of Ai の backstab.

In addition, it is rumored that Aokiji-san quit the battle of the first brother and went to work as an undercover agent in the pirates, which also has an unclear relationship with this person.

Back to the topic, although Yang Jinrong's ability is not as good as that of Zhan Guosang, the essence of the two is very similar. They are both the type who can do anything for justice!
Compared with extremes in thinking, this extreme in means is more difficult.

But no matter whether this kind of behavior is right or wrong and what the young Yang Jinrong means, there is one thing that can't go wrong, that is, the justice in their hearts is extremely firm.

For others, Yang Jinrong is a double-edged sword.

Although it is sharp, it hurts people and self.

But for Chen Changqing, Yang Jinrong is a good knife!

If you want to promote, you must first shatter Yang Jinrong's beautiful illusions about himself, and then reshape a more perfect character with a bit of sadness and righteousness. It can only be said that Chen Changqing is an old PUA.

"Boom boom~"

The violent engine roar sounded like a big monster roaring.

In front of Chen Changqing's line of sight, a wild sky blue Ford Mustang drove into the parking space next to it.

A moment later, a young man in his 20s stepped out of the car.

Azhi, the waiter of Baile Game City, trotted over and handed the key and a box of milk to Chen Changqing:

"Boss, your key."

Stamping out the cigarette butt in his hand, Chen Changqing, who took the key and the cow, took out the wallet from his pocket, then took out two and handed them to A Zhi:

"You take the 200 yuan and treat it as a meal allowance."

Ah Zhi didn't answer, but quickly waved his hand:
"Boss, no need, I have eaten on the way."

But Chen Changqing didn't say much to the other party, and directly stuffed the money into the other party's hands: "You can take it if you want, and go back and tell everyone that the business will be closed for rectification during this period, and the salary will be one-third of the normal salary. Everyone will be notified."

Looking at the banknote in his hand, Azhi's eyes flashed with joy, and he didn't know whether it was because of the 200 yuan or because Chen Changqing promised to continue the business. In short, there was a smile on his face:
"Okay boss, I'm leaving first."

"Well, let's go."

Tore off the plastic seal, Chen Changqing pulled out the straw, opened the car door and adjusted the seat to a comfortable angle, with a light breeze blowing by, looking sideways at the exterior rearview mirror, Chen Changqing closed his eyes and blindly dialed a mobile phone number ...

On the other side, a nightclub in Xiangjiang.

Because it was too early, and there was still a long time before the nightlife time, there were hardly a few guests in the nightclub, but in a relatively private room inside the nightclub, it seemed much more lively.

The room is very large, it feels seventy to eighty square meters, much larger than the luxury box of KTV.

There is a super large LCD screen hanging on the wall, surrounded by super long sofas that can seat more than [-] people in a circle, but Ni Yongxiao is the only one sitting on the sofa.

Brown and white trousers, a neat white shirt, and a blue collar on his chest made him look like a white-collar elite who came to relax after get off work.

There are some fruits on the table in front of him, and there is a single suitcase next to it, which contains bags of white powdery crystals, and on the ground in front of Ni Yongxiao, there is a bloody face, wriggling forward .

If Pineapple Boy is here, he will definitely find that the other party is Brother Shan who played mahjong with him during the Chinese New Year.

But at this moment, Brother Shan has lost the splendor of the Chinese New Year. Drops of blood dripped from his head, his swollen cheeks and eyes could not be opened, and drops of blood mixed with saliva flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, Brother Shan is very embarrassed and miserable, but he still struggles to crawl out of the private room, because Mr. Ni said that as long as he can go out, he will let himself go.

He didn't want to die yet, so even if he was crawling, he had to crawl out.

But Brother Shan didn't see the disdain in Luo Ji's eyes as he was lighting a cigarette right behind him.

Ni Yongxiao who was on the sofa was also ignored. He never looked at Brother Shan from the beginning to the end.

Picking up a pack of cigarettes from the table in front of him, looking at the pack of cigarettes named Hongta, Ni Yongxiao's eyes flashed with curiosity:
"Third Uncle, what do you think of this smoke?"

The third uncle shook his head, his words are always so concise in front of outsiders:
"I don't smoke."

Ni Yongxiao nodded with a light smile, with a bit of thought between his brows: "Sorry, I forgot that you don't smoke, but I'm still curious about where Ah Ren knew about this kind of smoke."

It is now 94. Although there are still 3 years before the return, Xiangjiang has its own cigarette brand, and most people prefer the spicy Marlboro, while the famous domestic brand "Hongta" is hardly seen in Xiangjiang.

Habits are not formed in a day or two. Ah Ren must have smoked this kind of cigarettes, and he has smoked quite a few times, otherwise he will not form a habit, but the problem is that Xiangjiang hardly sees this brand of cigarettes.

The third uncle rubbed his chin, and a flash of thought flashed in his eyes: "Maybe it's..."

But before he could finish speaking, a shrill scream sounded.

"what!!"

Luo Ji didn't know when he was standing behind Shan Ge, and the hard thick-soled leather shoes stepped on Shan's ankle. Judging from the twisted shape of the ankle, this foot should be useless.

The third uncle didn't react to Brother Shan's tragic experience, but Ni Yongxiao couldn't help but frowned.

He turned his head to look at Brother Shan wriggling on the ground, with a touch of chilling concern in his light tone:

"Does it hurt?"

Big drops of sweat mixed with blood flowed from his forehead. Although he was already trembling with pain, Brother Shan still struggled and shouted:

"Mr. Ni, I was wrong, give me a chance."

A month ago, Gandhi arranged a mission for him to send some of his men to Siam to receive the goods.

Everything went smoothly, and the buyer readily agreed, but on the day of the transaction, the boys who were sent out disappeared without a trace.

Brother Shan subconsciously thought of the Ni family, because the relationship between Siam and the Ni family has always been very close.

This made Brother Shan very scared, because he knew Ni Yongxiao's methods.

It’s just that after half a month of fear and fear, Brother Shan couldn’t help but feel lucky when he didn’t wait until Ni Yongxiao, so with Gandhi’s acquiescence, Brother Shan contacted the group of Siamese again, and this time Brother Shan learned the previous lesson .

He did not go to Siam, but directly set the transaction location in Xiangjiang.

But what he never expected was that the person who came to trade with him this time was not a Siamese but Ni Yongxiao!
It's a pity that Ni Yongxiao shook his head regretfully at Brother Shan's begging for mercy.

He glanced at Luo Ji, knowing what Ni Yongxiao meant, he didn't even think about it, he just kicked Brother Shan's arm.

"Crack", the sound of bones breaking,
The arm was kicked off alive, and even the dark white bones could be seen at the cut where the flesh was bloody.

Brother Shan was so painful that he almost fainted, but this time he learned to be smart, and he gritted his teeth and dared not say a word.

This made Ni Yongxiao very satisfied. He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and his friendly expression seemed to be chatting with friends:
"Does it still hurt?"

His eyes were flickering with horror, and his tone was clearly concerned, but in Brother Shan's eyes, this was a demon in human skin. Knowing what Ni Yongxiao meant, he shouted with difficulty:

"It hurts...Mr. Ni, huh...huh...I will remember...I swear in the future..."

Brother Shan is still very smart, if Ni Yongxiao really intends to kill him?

There is absolutely no need to torture yourself, and there is no need to ask yourself if it hurts, which means that in Ni Yongxiao's eyes, he is actually useful.

Although one's own life and death depend on the value in the eyes of others is a particularly sad thing.

But at the moment he chose this path, many things were already doomed.

It's not a mess with anyone. Although he will die if he betrays Gandhi, if he doesn't give Ni Yongxiao an answer today, he will also die, and he will die a miserable death!
Ni Yongxiao nodded, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes for Brother Shan's cleverness:
"It's good to know that it hurts, which shows that you are not too stupid."

However, at the next moment, just when Brother Shan thought that Ni Yongxiao was planning to let him go and even accept him, Ni Yongxiao took out a pack of white crystal powder from the box next to him and threw it to Luo Ji who was next to him, a look of indifference flashed in his eyes :
"This is painkiller, drag it down and feed it to him."

This pack is half a kilogram. Generally speaking, this kind of thing is used according to the number of grams.

Not to mention the amount of half a kilogram, even a random grab from inside is enough to kill a person.

His pupils shrank, and the terrified Shan Ge begged for mercy in his eyes:

"No, Mr. Ni, don't, Mr. Ni, I was wrong, no..."

But Ni Yongxiao ignored him, he didn't even bother to look at the other party, and let Luo Ji take Brother Shan out of the room.

And watching Luo Ji leave, the third uncle next to him frowned slightly, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes:
"Ah Xiao, Shanzai is different from those younger brothers, Gandhi..."

Under the gold-rimmed glasses, Ni Yongxiao's elegant temperament flickered slightly. He was about to say something, but the phone on the table lit up. He glanced at the name on the screen, and Ni Yongxiao waved his hand:

"You guys go out first."

As the others left, Ni Yongxiao pushed the gold-rimmed glasses with a smile, and said elegantly:
"Sorry third uncle, Ah Ren's call."

The third uncle opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed it.

Don't think that only outsiders are afraid of Ni Yongxiao.

Ni Yongxiao is Ni Yongxiao after all, no matter where he is, he is the most chilling poisonous snake!
(End of this chapter)