I am reborn as a fashionista

Chapter 194
Han Hu showed no sign of guilt. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "Dalong, your elder brother is just a small office director. You are already a big boss."

A complex look flashed in Liu Dalong's eyes, he could say nothing but nothing.

There is no reason to talk about things, people do not kill heaven and earth for themselves, greed is something that never discusses whether it should or should not, and never discusses who is right and who is wrong.

I am greedy, so from my perspective, everything I do is right.

Liu Dalong stood up, walked out of the room silently without saying anything, he knew that from this moment on, everyone was the enemy.

Later, he received a call from Feng Yuan, who was looking for a higher position. He didn't expect that such a big thing would suddenly appear below, and it would blow up all of a sudden.

"Dalong, can you let go of (liao) this matter?"

"Feng Chu, tell me, what's wrong (liao)?"

Feng Yuan also felt a little hard to say, this Han Hu is old and not stable, do you still think of yourself when you were young?
"Dalong, Hanhu and those three, you can't take advantage of it. If you really tear your face completely, everyone will not look good."

"Let's forget it? I surrounded more than 30 people in a strange city, and almost couldn't come back, so forget it?"

"I asked those three companies to come up with 50 yuan. How about this incident? I will guarantee that similar things will not happen again. You, Liu Dalong, can still do business in the same way as before. The four of them, who will If you dare to reach out, I will handle it, how about it?"

It's not completely partial, and Liu Dalong was given some explanations, but in fact, such a result has nothing to do with fairness.

"Feng Chu, there is still Wei Tao's matter here." Liu Dalong gritted his teeth. He really had no choice. He didn't dare to offend him before. , can only drag Wei Tao into the water, hoping that Cao Haiyang, who is afraid of him behind him, will limit the brazenness of these people.

"I'll deal with him."

Feng Yuan hung up the phone, Liu Dalong was in a mess and wanted to be cruel, I'll fuck you, whoever you love, I'm in my forties, I'm angry with you bastards, it's a big deal, let's see who is afraid who.

He stomped his feet resentfully, smoked a cigarette, and then thought that I was in his forties, had a family and a job, a wife and children, and lived a happy life.

………………

Tang Cen easily found the gate of the fruit wholesale market, the only monitoring equipment line, and with a pair of scissors, it was done.

At the door, Zhang Jian was waiting by the side of the road in a van, the car still on.

Wei Tao, Tang Cen, Zhu Xichun, and Lu Jiang walked in with their heads bowed. Many people knew Wei Tao and Zhu Xichun, some of them greeted them without knowing what was going on, and some had ugly faces when they knew what was going on.

At the iron stairs of the Caigang Housing Management Office, two men had just stood up when Tang Cen went up twice and knocked them unconscious.

Zhu Xichun stayed downstairs while the other three quickly went upstairs.

Kicking open the door of Han Hu's office, besides Han Hu, there were two big men inside. Lu Jiang took out a sawed-off double-barreled shotgun from his arms: "Whoever moves, I will kill him."

When the other party was stunned, Tang Cen went up and hit the outside of the neck with a stick, knocking him unconscious.

Wei Tao stared, and didn't listen to Han Hu's explanation at all. He stepped forward and kicked Han Hu to the ground. Tang Cen went up and stepped on his head. Wei Tao took out a very ordinary circlip from his pocket. The knife bounced off, grabbed the dirty work clothes hanging on the wall, squatted down and stepped on Han Hu's leg, and without hesitation cut the knife at the position of the rear hamstring that Tang Cen taught him, cut it open, Han Hu Twitching and just about to cry out in pain, the dirty clothes were stuffed into his mouth, Tang Cen stepped on his head and feet, and switched to his back, Wei Tao sat directly on his lap, pressing him to prevent him from moving.

Another stab, pulled the cushion of the chair next to him to block the splash of blood, and cut several times in a row. It was no longer a simple hamstring rupture. In the end, he was able to walk with a limp or his leg couldn't move at all, he didn't care. When he came today, he just crippled the opponent's leg.

"Your words will be returned to you. Cutting off a person's wealth is like taking a person's life."

Wei Tao wiped the reed knife and the hand holding the knife, regardless of whether it was wiped clean, got up, ignored Han Hu who was in severe pain and convulsions, and strode away.

From coming in to leaving, tens of seconds.

From downstairs to upstairs, and then to downstairs, it takes a little more than 1 minute.

There are people running this way in the market. Han Hu has been operating here for many years. Even though he no longer plays Jianghu, he still arranges some old brothers and younger brothers to work here to make money. The picked up stick ran to this side.

Wei Tao glanced coldly at the person running over, and stood still.

Tang Cen pressed Lu Jiang's hand. On a hot day, he was wearing a coat, and the shotgun was in his arms. It was not for use, but a tool for solving problems faster and with less movement.Even if Wei Tao showed a red-eyed attitude, he would not really ignore everything, and would control the matter to a small range. Besides, the ferocity he suddenly exposed also had his own considerations.

When Zhu Xichun got out of the car, he was holding a baseball bat in his hand. This thing was so strong that he held it in his hands. He held it with both hands and swung it up. When he touched it, it bounced away. When the stick came up, he would rush over. The man was smashed flying with a stick of resistance in his hand.

You don't need to do anything, I will come first and take the initiative.

Without intimidating people with words, Zhu Xichun gripped the baseball bat tightly with both hands and swung it regardless. Whoever dares to step forward, hitting your head is like hitting a watermelon.

This scaring is much more useful than words, and several people were beaten away with a few blows.

Wei Tao looked around coldly, Zhu Xichun was carrying a baseball bat, and the four walked out of the market gate quickly.

The color-steel room on the second floor of the management office is right next to the gate. After a dozen or so steps, he walked out and got into the car. Zhang Jian shifted into first gear and stepped on the accelerator.

At this time, it was less than half an hour before Liu Dalong left here.

They left, some people went upstairs, others were fine, they were all knocked out, only this Han Hu was covered in sweat and his face was livid, when he went upstairs, he also pulled the dirty clothes out of his mouth and roared in pain, People also fainted.

The horror at the back ankle made everyone who saw it subconsciously take half a step back. There seemed to be blood on Wei Tao's hand that had not been wiped off just now. Some people didn't dare to express it when they saw it, pretending not to know.

Wei Tao is too familiar. In the impression of most people, this young man is very easy-going, he always smiles with everyone, never skimps on the cigarette ring in his pocket, and laughs when someone is chatting. One circle, if you don't have two or three packs of cigarettes in your pocket, it's not enough to make a circle.

It was also because of the familiarity that he was shocked and couldn't understand what happened, Wei Tao made such a cruel move.

The three wholesalers watched Han Hu being pulled away by the ambulance, each of them looked dignified. They had nothing to say.

Brat, it's cruel enough.

They were all contacting their acquaintances, this matter was obviously completely embarrassing, so they could only play for fun, but they promised to do a good job, and within two hours, they all called, with almost the same caliber.

"Boss Zhang, I'm sorry, I can't help you with this matter."

"Boss Li, I'm sorry, you can find someone else for this matter."

"Brother Wang, to tell you the truth, I offered wine to apologize. Do you know Yan Bo? Do you know who he represents?"

The last boss, got an unambiguous answer.

I wipe your uncle!
Can you not scold people?Don't bring such a bully.

………………

In Tang Cen's warehouse, Wei Tao sat on a chair, only halfway up, with his elbows on top of his legs, hunched over, looking down at the ground, no one knew what he was thinking.

Without washing his hands and smoking a cigarette, Tang Cen took a warm wet towel and helped him wipe his hands clean. The reed knife had already been wiped and thrown into a sewer by the side of the road.

The phone rang, and Wei Tao glanced at it and picked it up: "Hello?"

On the other side of the phone, there was a frivolous voice: "I'm Yan Bo, Mr. Wei knows who I am, right? Can you come out and meet me?"

"Okay, tell me where."

"That's the Xiangxiang Bistro at the entrance of the fruit wholesale market."

"it is good."

As soon as the door was opened, a figure rushed in. Tang Cen was about to move, but stopped again.

Bang.

With a muffled sound, Wei Tao received a heavy punch in the abdomen, bent his body subconsciously, and was hit by an elbow on the back, and was directly knocked down to the ground, followed by a meal of big leather shoe toes, which surrounded his body without touching his head. Kick it, and find a place to fight it.

After kicking for a full half a minute, the opponent stopped, stretched the clothes that were messed up by the large movements with his hands, snorted, stepped out, started a dilapidated Cherokee, and drove away.

Lu Jiang was stopped by Zhu Xichun, this kid still acted like you were a traitor, and when he saw Tang Cen he motioned for him not to move before he calmed down, otherwise he would just start yelling.

Your uncle, Xu Lang, do you really have nothing to do?Why stare at me every day.

I don't bother to stand up, it really hurts, sit up first, lean against the door, ignore the pain all over the body and the dust marks on the outside of the clothes, spit a few words: "Xu Lang, you bastard. I call you a fairy, you A little red guy, a little bastard, a street boy..."

There was a screeching sound of braking, and outside the door, the Cherokee appeared again. Xu Lang, who had just left, came back, and after getting out of the car, there was a smile on his face: "Did you scold me just now? If you take a cold wind, someone must scold me."

Another kick came up and kicked Wei Tao to the ground. Am I the one who needs your explanation before making my own judgment? I think it’s just you.

When I came up, I kicked and kicked again, until I felt that it was almost done, and I walked away. I said a word not to explain anything, but to have fun, and to make myself happy.Whether your client is happy or not, it has something to do with me. I'm in a good mood now.

Tang Cen was sniggering, while Wei Tao stood up in disgrace, walked to the door, looked around, and made sure that the guy was gone. He didn't want to be beaten by that bastard again. up.

It hurts even if you don't hit your face.

(End of this chapter)