The Playboy Is Pure - Chapter 159 Working in Collusion!

In Changhai City at midnight, the bright lights and bustling hustle and bustle only belong to the downtown area, where rich people live together. As a minority in China who always control most of the wealth, they spend money like dirt, enjoy luxury, and live an ordinary life. Unbelievable nightlife.

Floating growth hates the lack of joy and entertainment, and is willing to love Qianjin with a light smile.Winners are unscrupulously drunk, dreaming of death, and losers are drunk today regardless of tomorrow's present.

In the suburbs far away from the main city, the lights of an ordinary residential house were still on, the gate was locked, and two black cars were parked outside the yard.If you pay close attention, you will see several burly men hiding in dark corners around the car, with their hands on their waists and their pockets bulging.

In a private house, a young man in black was tied behind his back and hung in the center of the living room. Four or five people sat around him. One of them sat on the side and headed it. It was a gangster from Changhai City who had just left after Jin Yuner's birthday party. Boss, Mr. Joe.

As for the two people sitting opposite him, one was about 50 or [-] years old, with a gloomy face and taciturn, and the other was a slightly younger man who was gentle and refined, with a bit of a scholarly air.

"Boss Qiao, don't refuse so simply. I, Song Ziyu, like to make friends. Even if we fail to do business this time, I hope everyone will not misunderstand each other. Besides, in my eyes, there is no business that cannot be negotiated." , there is only a price that cannot be given, you can make a price, Mr. Fujii is here today, I think he will definitely not treat you badly."

It was the gentle and elegant middle-aged man who spoke. He was dressed in a well-tailored suit and had an extraordinary conversation, which made it easy to get a good impression.

But hearing his words, Mr. Qiao was not only not happy at all, but felt very depressed.

Originally, what happened tonight, Mr. Qiao felt a little upset. He was about to go home to vent his anger on the little star he raised, but he was stopped by someone inexplicably on the way and brought here to discuss "business".

Damn Japanese people, what kind of fucking business is this? !

Looking up at the man who claimed to be Song Ziyu, Third Master Qiao smiled wryly and shook his head: "Mr. Song, it's not about the price, but because I really can't do this. Why don't you hire someone else?"

Picking up the wine glass on the table, Song Ziyu motioned to Third Master Qiao, until the other party had no choice but to pick up the untouched wine glass and touch it with him, then he took a sip and said with a smile, "Master Qiao doesn't need to be modest. , in Changhai City, if Mr. Qiao can't do it, I'm afraid no one can do it. If we don't investigate clearly, we won't invite you here rashly. "

Waved his hand to suppress Third Master Qiao who wanted to defend himself, Song Ziyu continued: "Master Qiao should know, what I told you just now is a very confidential matter, if you really want to refuse, what do you think you should do to let us I believe you will not reveal the secret?"

boom!

"Song, are you threatening me?" Third Master Qiao's face changed, he patted the table and stood up, roaring in a deep voice.

The driver and bodyguard next to him also stood up and put his hands in his arms, obviously wanting to draw a gun.

Song Ziyu looked at him with a half-smile, with a playful expression on his face, not paying any attention to their actions.

A man wearing sunglasses who had been standing beside him suddenly moved, at an astonishingly fast speed, almost invisible. Before the driver and bodyguard stretched out his hand, he suddenly pinched his arm, Mr. Qiao He only heard a crunching sound, but when he turned his head, he saw that his personal bodyguard had already covered his arm and started to cry in pain.

Looking at the man who seemed to appear out of nowhere in amazement, Mr. Qiao was shocked. He knew the skills of his bodyguards best. Even the six underground black boxers he invited earlier were not his opponents, but in front of him But the person in the room made him incapable of fighting with one move... Why do I keep encountering perverts tonight? !

However, before he regained his composure, he saw the man reach into his bodyguard's arms and take out a pistol. In front of him, he held the pistol with one hand, and slowly exerted force... The pure metal pistol was actually crushed. He kneaded it into an iron ball like kneading dough!

"You..." He was so shocked that he could be regarded as someone who had seen the world, but he had never seen such a scene before!

"Hehe, Mr. Qiao, these are the Amaterasu soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire. If you are willing to cooperate with us, they will become your helpers. Do you think that if you have them, your chances of success will increase a little bit? "Song Ziyu is very satisfied with Third Master Qiao's expression at the moment, this is what he wants.

"Soldier Amaterasu? Do you really want... want me to do that?" Swallowing his saliva, Mr. Qiao no longer dared to doubt the identities and abilities of the two people in front of him. It seemed that he was really forced into a trap. In a huge conspiracy.

"I'm not asking you to do it, but asking for your help." Shaking his head, Song Ziyu corrected Mr. Qiao: "And you will definitely get unexpected rewards."

As soon as Song Ziyu's voice fell, Fujii, who had been silent on the side, suddenly raised his hand, raised three fingers to Mr. Qiao, and said in blunt Chinese: "Qiao, since your name contains a three-character, then I will give you [-] million first, and if things can be done, I will give you another [-] million, how about it?"

"[-] million?!" Stunned again, Third Master Qiao felt like he was dreaming. He thought that the benefits Song Ziyu kept talking about would be tens of millions at most. Who would have thought that this Japanese would say [-] million!

And there will be [-] million after the event is completed, so it will add up to [-] million!

One six, followed by eight zeros!It is more than ten times that of Mr. Qiao's current family property!

Seeing Fujii nod his head, Mr. Qiao didn't hesitate any more!Go fuck Huaxia, go fucking patriotic!I did it!

Nodding heavily, Mr. Qiao tried his best to calm himself down, but he couldn't hide the trembling in his voice anyway: "In this case, if I refuse again, it will be disrespectful to Mr. Fujii, okay! I agreed, but I said in advance that I can't guarantee success."

"Don't worry, we will do our best to help Boss Qiao. We also believe in Boss Qiao's strength. In Changhai, there is nothing you can't do." Seeing that he had successfully "persuaded" Mr. Qiao, Song Ziyu nodded and smiled.

Raising the wine glass again, Song Ziyu said, "Then let's drink to our future cooperation!"

"Haha, cheers!" Picking up the glass, Mr. Qiao raised his head and drank it down.

After a pleasant conversation, Mr. Qiao was completely won over by Fujii and Song Ziyu, and signed a so-called cooperation agreement with them.

"Boss Qiao, I heard that a person named Shen Mo appeared in your Changhai City recently?" After talking about the matter, Song Ziyu poured wine for Third Master Qiao himself, and asked suddenly.

Slightly taken aback, Third Master Qiao didn't expect Song Ziyu to suddenly ask this person, and asked with some doubts, "Mr. Song also knows him?"

"Well, I've had some dealings with him. This person is not simple." Nodding, Song Ziyu didn't elaborate on Mr. Qiao.

"Oh?" Third Master Qiao was even more surprised. Although it was only a brief contact, he could tell that the two people in front of him were definitely not ordinary organizations. Even they had dealt with Shen Mo before?

Who is that kid?

"Really? To tell you the truth, I just had a little conflict with him tonight. I sent this assassin to assassinate Shen Mo. I didn't expect to miss it." Mr. Qiao got great benefits, and he also knew how to reciprocate. Telling the other party some secret things about yourself will make the other party feel that you are sincere enough.

Nodding, Song Ziyu was not surprised, obviously he had already found out the details of Mr. Qiao: "Just in time, we also want to see what kind of strength is behind this guy, Boss Qiao, on the premise of not affecting our cooperation, you can Find a way to deal with him, Sanqi will be with you for personal protection from today, if you need any help, you can find him, I think you will be surprised by his strength soon."

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Fujii and Mr. Song." Mr. Qiao glanced at the man called Sanqi, and said to the two of them gratefully, but began to think in his heart.

Personal protection?I'm afraid it's for personal surveillance, right?

But for the sake of [-] million, Mr. Qiao is willing to be a traitor, so what if he is watched for a few days?Needless to say, even if Song Ziyu asked him to kill his own parents, he would still do it.

Whose fucking old man is worth [-] million? !

Mr. Fujii looked at his watch, frowned slightly, raised his head, and said to Mr. Qiao: "Joe, that's it for today. If you have anything to do, you can contact Song. Song will tell me. I am looking forward to your performance." .”

"Mr. Fujii, don't worry, I will do my best to complete what you have told me." Mr. Qiao immediately stood up, bowed to Fujii, and responded with a small mind.

Under Song Ziyu's gaze, Third Master Qiao bid farewell and left.However, when he was leaving, he pointed to the bodyguard beside him who was about to pass out from the pain: "Mr. Song, Wu Sen is my bodyguard, look..."

"Master Qiao is also a tyrannical hero, so why would he be indecisive? This man knows too many secrets, do you think he should stay?" Song Ziyu frowned, staring at Master Qiao and asking questions.

Third Master Qiao was stunned, hesitated for a while, and suddenly his face became gloomy. He reached out and took out a pistol from his pocket, pointing at the bodyguard who was desperately protecting him just now.

The bodyguard was squatting on the ground with his arms covered. Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at his master with a look of bewilderment and begging. Just when he was about to speak, Mr. Qiao gritted his teeth and decisively buckled down. Pull the trigger.

boom!

boom!

Inside the simple houses, two gunshots pierced the night sky.

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