Genius commoner

Chapter 440 So Similar
As the night deepened and the wind was tightening, the lights of thousands of houses began to go out, leaving only the lights on the side of the road shining brightly, pouring softly on the streets and alleys, as if putting a silver dress on the bustling city of Panlong Usually, there is silver everywhere, but it also brings a sense of desolation to the city, as well as an indescribable chill in the middle of the night.

Dingfeng Garden has also dimmed a lot of lights, declaring that it has begun to fall asleep.

After two days of tossing by the special case team and the police, Dingfeng Garden has regained its previous tranquility. Not only have all the smashed things been replaced with new ones, even the door seals have been torn off mercilessly. Also remove the garrison police officers. This is the charm of money and power.

It's just that the reversal of the situation didn't make He Changfeng too happy, at least at this moment, he didn't fall asleep.

He Changfeng was sitting on the comfortable sofa wrapped in a white bath towel and holding a Cuban cigar in the master bedroom under the gradual heating. Since the light was not turned on, the light in the bedroom was very weak, and the red flame of the cigarette butt was extraordinarily clear, reflecting the He Changfeng's refined and gentle face made people vaguely see that he was ruthless at this time.

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded at the door, and the footsteps came from far to near. The uninvited guest, He Changfeng first narrowed his eyes slightly, and then returned to calmness, but the person did not walk in through the door, a black shadow like a ghost , quickly turned in through the window, came to He Changfeng in a erratic manner, bowed and said:
"He Shao."

The sudden voice didn't scare He Changfeng, but made the latter look up: "Are you back? Are you done with Nanyue?"

"It's done."

The uninvited guest was a thin and small man, standing there quietly like a bamboo pole, breathing weakly, if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all, plus he is dressed in black, the whole person seems to blend into the night, quite weird: "Ruan Tiannan, who swallowed our shares in Nanyue Casino, handed over the money belonging to the He family."

The thin man's voice was emotionless, and he narrated things like a machine: "I have deposited [-] million U.S. dollars into He Shao's various overseas accounts, and it will be collected back to He's account in two days. Ruan Tiannan's family of [-] includes a three-year-old daughter. I killed them all, and Ruan Tiannan was also tied to the train tracks by me, watching death fall helplessly."

"well done."

He Changfeng took a puff of his cigar: "It's just that you should stay for two more days. Ruan Tiannan still has a few diehard loyalists. You should find a chance to kill them too. That's the way to do it once and for all. Otherwise, we will have another hidden danger. Or go back to Nanyue to set up a casino, reform and opening up, such a good opportunity, how can we not cherish it?"

The skinny man hesitated for a moment, and then took the topic softly: "I have killed two of the three golden flowers under Ruan Tiannan's banner, and I have one more, because she is in another city, so I didn't wait for her to come back. I heard that He Shao was in trouble, so I returned to Australia two days early, but don't worry, I will kill Die Yan sooner or later."

He changed the subject: "Gu Dapeng is dead?"

He Changfeng's face darkened when he heard this sentence, he took two puffs of his cigar, and nodded with difficulty: "Dead! After the Bumblebee family was killed, Zhuyeqing sent people to besiege He Changqing, in order to completely kill the Otherwise, I will let Gu Dapeng take a sniper rifle to suppress the formation, and think about how to solve the disaster of the third child."

He sighed: "Who knows, not only were the three besiegers not killed, but they killed Brother Qing Yezi to nearly a hundred people, and Gu Dapeng was hacked to death with a knife, and even kicked from the rooftop, but out of respect Considering the overall situation, I didn't say anything about it, so as not to weaken the confidence of the brothers, and also to prevent the He family from gloating and making unnecessary things."

The skinny man straightened his body slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "A master of the tenth rank, an eighth rank enters the sect, Gu Dapeng's cultivation base can be regarded as the seventh rank, and Panlong has few opponents, how could he be hacked to death by someone?" What about it? Or with sniper rifles on their shoulders, when did He Changqing and Guo Qiaochu's camp have such powerful characters?"

He Changfeng got up and poured a glass of wine, took a sip and added: "However, Gu did mention to me last night that a powerful character was targeting us. When the police surrounded Dingfeng Garden, I tried my best to delay Long Qiuhui's search time. He took five brothers to move the gold nugget out of the garden, but when he climbed out of the gap, he was attacked by masters."

He Changfeng sat down on the sofa and looked at the thin man again: "Not only were the throats of the five brothers sealed on the spot, but the careless Gu was also shot in the shoulder. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to escape, and the gold nuggets were exposed. I told me at the time that this attacker was very aggressive and asked me to increase the safety factor around me."

"I didn't think so at the time."

When the skinny man was amazed at the arrogance of the attacker who wounded six people with six swords, He Changfeng added: "Besides, I was attacked by gangsters on the way, and I didn't see this master show up. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to wait for Gu Dapeng to come." It was rescued, so I think Gu Dapeng fabricated a top expert in order to cover up his sinking in the gutter."

"I didn't expect there to be such a top-notch master, who chopped down Gu Dapeng who was carrying a gun."

The skinny man made an inference: "This superb expert is at least a master, otherwise he wouldn't kill Gu Dapeng so easily." Having said that, he frowned tightly: "Young Master, from now on, you must go in and out Be careful, there must be at least fifty gunmen around you, otherwise you will face life and death disaster if the other party kills you."

"I will also protect you in secret, and find a chance to blow up your opponent with one shot."

There was firmness in his eyes: "No matter how powerful your skills are, you can't take a shot to the head."

"Don't worry, I won't hang up so quickly."

He Changfeng let out a burst of laughter: "When I get He Feicui's shares tomorrow, I will be considered the largest shareholder of the He family. I have the final say, and I am equal to the shadow governor of Panlong, the real prince of one side."

"Whoever wants to kill me has to weigh the attitudes of the two polar gangs and the capital."

There was a murderous look in his eyes: "At that time, He Changqing and the others will not have the guts to touch me." Speaking of which, he also revealed a trace of jokes: "Even now, without a thorough deployment and plan, they dare not act carelessly." Move me, that's why they can only deal with bumblebees, Zhuyeqing, Han Mazi, you don't have to protect me."

He looked at the thin man: "I have a task for you."

The skinny man lowered his head slightly: "Young Master He ordered."

The skinny man was none other than Han Mazi, who used to kill [-] people overnight with a quick gun.

"Give [-] million US dollars to He Laoba."

He Changfeng leaned on the sofa, took a sip of red wine and said, "Tell him, don't get involved with the rest of the He family, and stand in my camp. I will give him one-third of the He family, and [-] million dollars is a deposit. I want him to find a way to get rid of Lao San and Guo Qiaochu, as long as he can get rid of the latter, he will divide the world between me when I take over."

"Young Master He, Mr. He has a lot of talents, greedy for money and lustful."

Han Mazi hesitated for a moment, and softly advised He Changfeng, "I also made friends with a bunch of rotten people from all walks of life. He is a teammate like a pig. If you let him stand in our camp, I am worried that not only will it not be effective at all." , maybe it will drag us down, and we are so strong that we don't need his help at all."

"I need this knife."

He Changfeng showed a scheming look: "I haven't been in power yet, and the old man hasn't died yet, so it's inconvenient to kill brothers and sisters, but He Changqing's rise is too scary, and if we don't suppress it well, it will bring us a lot of trouble. Just now Zhuyeqing called, Qingye The main hall was also attacked, and more than 50 people were killed or injured, which shows the strength of the third child."

The corner of his mouth curled into a joke: "Let the eighth fight against the third, no matter what happens or not, they will consume a lot of strength, which is beneficial to us and has no disadvantages. I can also foresee that the third will kill the third, but it doesn't matter , if anyone dies, I will ask my eldest sister to enforce the family law, given the conclusive evidence, what is the end of killing brothers?"

Han Mazi said in a low voice: "Conclusive evidence, self-interest, a life for a life."

He narrowed his eyes: "The third child, the eighth child, and the eldest sister, once the three who can threaten He Shao the most go, the position of the head of the family will no longer change."

He Changqing drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, stood up and hummed: "If it weren't for the outstanding old man and the others who are too loyal to the old man, we can't find the slightest chance to get off the phone. Cheng, let him go to the Paradise of Paradise in peace and contentment, why do we need to go to such trouble to obtain this position?"

Han Mazi lowered his head and did not respond.

Six kilometers away, in an unremarkable seaside villa, in the master bedroom of the villa, a bald young man about 1.7 meters tall, weighing about two hundred catties, was lazily lying on a large and soft crystal bed. His legs were closed, his eyes were closed, and he had a happy expression on his face, and even gasped involuntarily from time to time.

Compared with the young man's bald head, the vivid tattoo on his belly is even more eye-catching. A big eagle soaring in the sky spreads its wings and flies high. The spirit of the tattoo was done by a well-known foreign tattoo master, and it took twenty hours to tattoo.

"He Shao, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"But it doesn't matter, better late than never."

He pulled the woman to sit by the bed, touched her smooth thigh: "Stay with me for a month, and I will give you all the commercials of Hejia Entertainment."

The woman smiled softly: "Thank you, Young Master He."

Just when He Laoba was about to tear off the woman's bath towel, the phone on the desk suddenly rang harshly. He Laoba couldn't help frowning, but he still asked the woman to bring the phone to him, and put it to his ear to answer. , he sneered: "Second brother, good evening, the call is so late, is it to announce that I will be in place, or to drive me out of Panlong?"

"Kill the three of He Changqing? The He family has [-]% of the shares?"

He Lao sat up straight, the big eagle on his stomach shook twice, his eyes gleamed greedily: "You fucking mean what you say?"

After getting confirmation, a photo flooded into He Laoba's mobile phone, and he didn't shy away from it. He opened the photo and examined it.

The young woman couldn't dodge in time, and was forced to take a look, with a shocked expression on her face:
Why is the person in the photo so similar to Young Master Ye?

(End of this chapter)