I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 615 Bad List: Master Danyang

"Did he say why?" Uncle Han asked.

Zhang Jinqiang was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said, "I forgot to ask..."

Everyone: "..."

"Why don't you stop eating today?" Uncle Han said to Mr. Hong Kong after a while.

Smelling the refreshing aroma and looking at the meat slices constantly tumbling in the pot, Mr. Hong Kong swallowed hard and shook his head decisively: "No, the dog is mine, the pot is mine, and the vegetables are mine, except for the electricity. I prepared it all, let me watch you eat, how can I bear it?"

Uncle Han pursed his lips, and said to Zhang Jinqiang: "You can ask Qin Yao again why Mr. Hong Kong can't eat hot pot today."

"You don't need to ask." Mr. Hong Kong waved his hand and said firmly: "I'm determined to eat hot pot, and it doesn't work for any reason!"

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks and paused on the table, then directly reached into the soup pot and took out a piece of dog meat. After puffing and puffing twice, he stuffed it into his mouth.

"Huh, huh... Refreshing."

After two mouthfuls of dog meat, the temperature was still high. Mr. Hong Kong kept exhaling hot air, but with a smile of infinite satisfaction on his face.

"Uh...uh..."

Suddenly, he seemed to be stuck in the throat by something, his eyes opened wide, his hands grabbed his neck tightly, desperately trying to push the thing down, but the result was that his cheeks became more and more red, and his breathing became more and more intense. Heavy, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

Uncle Han, Xiao Ding, and Zhang Jinqiang were all stunned. When they came to their senses and squatted on the ground to check Mr. Hong Kong's situation, they found that the other party had already died suddenly.

"In this case, should I call the police or an ambulance?"

After a long time, Xiaoding murmured.

The other two: "..."

"Xiao Ding, you called an ambulance and asked for an autopsy on the body. Ah Qiang, go ask Qin Yao and tell him that I'm waiting for him in the office." Not long after, as the only leader here, Uncle Han quickly made a decision .

After receiving the order, the two subordinates moved quickly. After only a few minutes, the expressionless Qin Yao was brought into the office by Ah Qiang.

"How did Mr. Hong Kong die?"

Standing in front of the table, Uncle Han didn't care that Aqiang was still here, and asked directly.

"Didn't you see it? To die."

Qin Yao replied: "Tell him not to eat hot pot, but he wants to eat it anyway. Who can blame him if he dies?"

Uncle Han twitched his cheeks and said, "You obviously have the ability to save him."

Qin Yao said with a strange expression, "Didn't I remind you?"

"I mean, come here in person and stop him from eating hot pot," Uncle Han said.

Qin Yao was speechless, and said: "He and I are neither close nor close, and we have no personal relationship at all. If it is not for the relationship of colleagues, we are almost strangers. I rushed to save him, and I have to face his fate." Do not understand and blame, am I cheap?"

Uncle Han: "..."

Although this is the principle, it is a life after all! ! !

At this time, Qin Yao suddenly looked Uncle Han up and down, and said lightly: "For the sake of that cigarette, let me remind you, don't let Zhang Jinqiang leave. If you approve him to leave, he may encounter something unknown."

Uncle Han was terrified, and a look of fear flashed across his eyes.

After what happened to Mr. Hong Kong, who would dare to ignore his words now?
That night, the autopsy report was sent to the building, and all the security guards looked at the cause of death of "choking to death by a dog bone", and their moods were complicated for a while.

Without Qin Yao's reminder, they could have regarded this incident as an accident, but with this reminder, Mr. Hong Kong has become a fool who is looking for his own death.

Since then, other people in the security team simply did not regard Qin Yao as a human being, and regarded him as a god who could predict everything. They would do what they were asked to do, and they would be treated as others if they were not allowed to do it. No matter what they say, they can't shake their firm belief.

On the seventh day after Mr. Hong Kong's death, the ashes and coffin were sent to the cemetery.

Uncle Han, Qin Yao, Fat Boy, Xiao Ding, Zhang Jinqiang and others came to see them off as colleagues. Under the deep and heavy mourning, a coffin was gently sent into the grave pit, and the family members in front of the tombstone cried together in a solemn and peaceful atmosphere. sad.

At the same time, in a large tomb not far away, the Taoist who was watching Fengshui suddenly had a feeling in his heart. He raised his eyes to look at the place where the sorrow and joy came from, his eyes swept across the faces, and suddenly fixed his eyes on Qin Yao.

He could tell at a glance that the other party was not human! ! !
"What's the matter, Master Danyang?"

Beside the Taoist, a middle-aged man in a tailored suit asked softly.

Master Danyang stared at the man closely, and was about to speak, but found that the man looked over, the power of the glance made his eyes seem to be pricked by needles, and it seemed that a basin of cold water was poured down on the top of his head .

"I'm fine..."

Danyang quickly looked away, and looked at the wealthy businessman beside him: "This tomb is naturally excellent, the old man can be buried with peace of mind."

"With your words, I feel relieved." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a thick red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Danyang: "Master, I have a little heart, please accept it..."

"Brother Qin, what are you looking at?" Zhang Jinqiang asked suspiciously in front of Mr. Hong Kong's cemetery.

Qin Yao withdrew his gaze and said quietly, "I'm looking at a good man."

"Good guy?" Zhang Jinqiang was puzzled.

He will never know that in another time and space, because of his momentary soft-heartedness, Danyang died tragically in the dojo, and in this case, the kind Danyang still told him the last way to deal with the evil spirits, but it is a pity Fucked by this guy again...

two hours later.

Uncle Han drove everyone back to the Central Building in a van. Just as everyone was about to get out of the car, Zhang Jinqiang suddenly received a call from his wife...

"Uncle Han, I have to ask you for leave." After a while of answering, Zhang Jinqiang hung up the phone and said to Uncle Han who opened the car door.

"What's wrong?" Uncle Han asked subconsciously.

"My wife suddenly has a stomachache. I want to take her to the hospital." Zhang Jinqiang said shyly in front of everyone.

"Yes." Uncle Han glanced at Qin Yao, nodded and said.

"How did you get there?" Qin Yao asked.

"Of course I took a taxi... I have lived for more than 30 years, and I didn't even get a car." Zhang Jinqiang laughed at himself.

"It's too slow." Qin Yao shook his head and said to Uncle Han: "Captain, is it okay to borrow your car?"

Hearing this, Uncle Han immediately inserted the car key back, and said, "You can use it as you like, just fill me up with gas when you're done."

"Thanks."

Qin Yao changed into the driver's cab as he spoke, and after everyone else got out of the car, he turned on the ignition and started the car, and said calmly, "Ah Qiang, sit in the front and guide the way."

Zhang Jinqiang sat in the co-pilot with a grateful face, and said sincerely: "Brother Qin, thank you, you are a good person."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said to himself, "What a fart, I just want to see the ghost in your wife's belly..."

　From 05:30 in the morning to 09:30 in the evening, I didn’t do anything except eat. What I thought I couldn’t do was finally done.Let's see the situation tomorrow, I hope it won't get worse again, I have a terrible headache, go to bed first, try to see you tomorrow...

　　
　
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