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A nightclub in Shanghai.

A place full of lights and feasting is the easiest way for people to release stress, but in such a place, there is a person whose face is not very good-looking.

This person is Xue Shaoqiang, and the person sitting opposite him is Mr. Koizumi, the small leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan. As for his full name, I am afraid that only his parents and his boss know.

But Xue Shaoqiang didn't care about these things. What he cared about was that the other party couldn't agree to his request and couldn't help him deal with that guy named Liu Xiaoxing, which made him feel very depressed and unhappy.

"Mr. Koizumi, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation. I just ask you to deal with a guy who is a little better than ordinary people. Are you unwilling? This doesn't seem to be difficult for you? Is this what you want? Are you sincere in cooperating with me?" Xue Shaoqiang sat up straight, frowning and staring at Xiaori Ben sitting opposite him, and asked angrily.

When Koizumi-kun saw this, he smiled instead of anger, and his tone was not very friendly: "Do you think you want me to deal with an ordinary person who is relatively unskilled?"

Xue Shaoqiang was taken aback when he heard the words, and asked back: "Isn't it?"

"Heh!" Koizumi-kun sneered, glanced at the other party with disdain, then leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa, took out a cigar box from his coat pocket, took out a cigar from it, lit it, put it in his mouth, and said in Japanese: "If the other party is just an ordinary person, how can I not agree to your request? But the other party is an existence that even our organization headquarters should be afraid of three points. If you ask me to deal with him, it doesn't mean that you want me to die. ?"

Although Xue Shaoqiang couldn't understand Japanese, he could tell from the way the other party spoke that it was not a good word, so he looked at the translator next to him, and then the translator gave him the original words.

After listening to what the translator said, Xue Shaoqiang's expression tightened suddenly, and he exclaimed: "What?! Even your headquarters dare not deal with him? Then who is he?"

Koizumi-kun shook his head with a sneer, and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know either!"

Then he thought for a while and added: "Because you have conflicts with that Liu Xiaoxing, I can't cooperate with you for the time being. I'm sorry, I have something to do, excuse me!"

After all, Koizumi-kun was so stingy that he didn't even give an apologetic smile, and got up and left the noisy nightclub with a very serious face.

As soon as Mr. Koizumi left, Xue Shaoqiang angrily grabbed the wine glass in front of him and slammed it on the ground: "Damn! If you don't cooperate with me, I don't bother to cooperate with you, a small Japanese! Since you don't want to help me Deal with that guy, since you guys are afraid of that guy, then I'll call someone else to deal with it!"

After drinking, Xue Shaoqiang calmed down a little, then turned his head and told a man in black beside him, "Go! Tell Hua Tsai to let him release that guy in the basement!"

"Boss... this?!" After hearing Xue Shaoqiang's order, the man in black beside him turned very ugly.

"Slap!" Xue Shaoqiang slapped the man in black on the face: "What is this! Do what I tell you to do! You are afraid of a bird!"

Xue Shaoqiang, who was in a fit of anger, saw that his subordinates were so "ignorant", so he happened to vent his grievances on him.

The man in black who was slapped didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't even dare to show an expression of displeasure. He bit the bullet and responded quickly, then found a quiet corner and called that "Hua Zai" ".

In the basement of an abandoned factory in a suburb of Nanjing.

Hua Zai, who was sitting next to the computer and paying attention to some recent events in Shanghai, suddenly heard the sound of the phone vibrating, picked it up and found that it was the call from Ma Zai next to Xue Shaoqiang, so his expression tightened, and he answered it immediately.

"What?! Do you... want to let that guy out?! Good, good! I know!"

After Hua Tsai hung up the phone, his complexion became extremely solemn. After hesitating for 5 minutes, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Damn Xipi! Just let it go! Anyway, that guy's mood has been a little bit lately. Get better! As long as you don't get too much stimulation!"

After that, Hua Tsai walked towards the innermost room in the basement. Outside the innermost room, there were four or five burly young men squatting on the ground chatting, playing cards and drinking. After Aberdeen arrived, he immediately put away the cards and shouted in unison respectfully: "Brother Hua!"

Brother Hua nodded to the group, then glanced at a vague figure in the room locked by four or five iron chains, then turned his head and asked the group, "How is this guy recently?"

"Brother Hua, this guy has been quiet lately!" A man in a white T-shirt among the group replied.

"Is that so?" Hearing the report from his subordinates, Hua Tsai hesitated for a few seconds, and then ordered: "Then send this guy to Shanghai tomorrow!"

"What?!" The white and caring man froze for a moment when he heard Brother Hua's words, and then asked in shock, "Brother Hua, are you kidding me? Are you going to send this devil to Shanghai?!"

Brother Hua glared at the other party fiercely, and scolded angrily: "Damn! I will send you off as soon as I ask you to. Why are there so many problems? Don't you want to do it? If you don't want to do it, I'll get out of here early." ! But crawl home!"

Seeing that Brother Hua was angry, the boy immediately didn't dare to say another word.It wasn't until Brother Hua left that he murmured angrily: "Damn it! Just leave such a dangerous thing to us!"

Complaining belongs to complaining, and they have to do the same. Who makes their status low?However, when he thought of arriving in Shanghai, he might be able to pick up the plane and establish a relationship with Mr. Xue, and he immediately became excited again.

As long as you have a relationship with Xue Shaoqiang, you will be on the rise!

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Tomson Yipin Apartment.

"Xiaoxing, where are you going so late?" Wang Dongxue, who had just finished working in the company, just entered the door and found Liu Xiaoxing was putting on his shoes and getting ready to go out. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked very puzzled.

"Auntie, I still won't sleep here at night, I've already booked a room at the hotel!" Of course Liu Xiaoxing wouldn't tell the other party that he was going to deal with Xue Shaoqiang?If he said this, it would only make the other party worry and not allow him to leave, and even alarm his father who was resting, so he had no choice but to find such an excuse.

Liu Xiaoxing knew that Wang Dongxue would definitely persuade him to stay at home and rest, so he immediately added before the other party said: "My salute is still in the hotel! If I don't check out tomorrow morning, they will take my Put the salute away, there will be some troubles then!"

"Is that so? Then... good!" Wang Dongxue pouted at the corner of his mouth. Although he always felt that Liu Xiaoxing's words were not very true, he couldn't find anything wrong to overthrow them. He pays attention to safety on the road or something.

Liu Xiaoxing smiled and said nothing, then put on his shoes and quickly went out to take the elevator downstairs.

When leaving Tangchen Yipin, a sneer appeared on the corner of Liu Xiaoxing's mouth, and then he stopped a taxi by the side of the road.

"Where are you going, sir?" Seeing that Liu Xiaoxing came out of such a high-end apartment complex as Tomson Yipin, the taxi driver showed a very respectful attitude towards him.

"What's the name of your best wine or nightclub?" Liu Xiaoxing asked with a smile after getting into the taxi.

"Sir, aren't you a local?" The taxi asked back with a smile, and then replied: "The best wine in Shanghai is called Sanhua Wine (it's purely made up, please don't take the same number), and the best nightclub is called Dijue Nightclub (Ibid.)!"

"It's true that I'm not a local. I have something to do when I come to Shanghai! Do you know who opened this nightclub?" Liu Xiaoxing nodded and asked.

"You're asking the right person!" The taxi driver turned his head and smiled proudly at Liu Xiaoxing and said, "If you ask other people, you may not be able to answer. I have a friend who happens to work as a security guard in that nightclub. Yes, once when I was drinking with him, I heard him mention that the nightclub seemed to be run by Xue Shaoqiang, a rich man in Shanghai, and several other bosses! I don’t remember the names of those bosses clearly, but it’s true in Shanghai They have a head and a face, it is said that they seem to be opening a five-star hotel recently, and this five-star hotel is opened in..."

A familiar taxi driver, the chatterbox couldn't stop as soon as it started, Liu Xiaoxing interrupted him with a smile and said, "Okay, okay! Then, master, please take me to that Dijue nightclub." ?”

"Okay!" The taxi driver was not upset because his topic was interrupted, he responded with a smile and activated his money-making tool.

When approaching the city center, the taxi driver glanced at Liu Xiaoxing who was sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and said with a smile: "Sir, you go to the nightclub to be cool? I really envy you rich people. Consumption is simply unaffordable for poor people like us!"

"Hehe! Where is it!" Liu Xiaoxing smiled modestly, and didn't want to chat with the other party.

Seeing that Liu Xiaoxing was not interested in chatting, the taxi driver smiled shyly and didn't say anything more. Soon he drove the taxi to the entrance of Dijue Nightclub.

Seeing this, the doorman at the door of the nightclub immediately stepped forward to open the car door for Liu Xiaoxing, and asked respectfully, "Hello, sir, welcome to Dijue Nightclub!"