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Chapter 167 Seizing the Gun (Sixth)

At this time, Du Yonghe looked at Lin Xuan with great doubts.

Feeling Du Yonghe's gaze, Lin Xuan smiled lightly: "I'm not referring to these defective products, I just want to ask you, are there any more advanced products?"

"More advanced goods?" Du Yonghe was taken aback: "I'm stupid, kid, do you understand? These ices are not advanced?"

Lin Xuan sneered: "It's just some man-made garbage, and I don't mean ice!"

Hearing this, Du Yonghe was startled, and immediately glanced at Lin Xuan in surprise: "Then you mean..."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Xuan didn't speak, but quietly took out a cigarette on the table without lighting it, but rubbed it on his nose lightly, and then sniffed it vigorously!
Seeing this, Du Yonghe's pupils shrank slightly: "Do you want fans?"

Shrugging, Lin Xuan smiled: "Naturally."

As soon as these words came out, Du Yonghe showed a look of embarrassment: "How much do you want?"

"Tell me first if you have any here." Lin Xuan smiled.

"Yes!" After hesitating for a moment, Du Yonghe said immediately.

"Take it out and let me have a look first." Lin Xuan said lightly.

Hearing this, Du Yonghe hesitated again, and then glanced at Lin Xuan: "Boy, you'd better not play tricks on me, or I will kill you!"

After finishing speaking, Du Yonghe stood up slowly, then walked towards his desk, opened the drawer, and saw Du Yonghe took out a small bag of white noodles.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan frowned.

I didn't expect that Du Yonghe actually had it in his hand.

As we all know, milk is a man-made thing, and the scientific name of "powder", which is often called "white ~ powder", is Hai~luo~yin, which is made through more rigorous refining.

In addition, because of China's national conditions, there are basically no white powders in China. Most of them are imported from the Golden Triangle and abroad, so the price of white powder has always been more expensive than ** many.

But even if there is Du Yonghe, it's no big deal.

But at this time, Du Yonghe came to Lin Xuan holding the small bag of white noodles like holding a treasure: "Let's have a look."

Hearing this, Lin Xuan smiled lightly, then took out the cigarette paper from the cigarette case, then opened the pouch, and gently got out a little powder.

Seeing Lin Xuan like this, Du Yonghe's heart ached, Lin Xuan made such a little money, it's a lot of money!
But Du Yonghe also knew that since he was selling the goods, he naturally had to let the other party inspect the goods, so he didn't say anything.

And then Lin Xuan took the cigarette paper and took the powder, put it on the tip of his nose, and then took a strong sniff!
When these powders smelled into Lin Xuan's nasal cavity, Lin Xuan felt dizzy in his head immediately, as if he wanted to float away.

Lin Xuan knew that this was a normal manifestation of taking these things.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Xuan would never touch these things, but at this time, for the sake of acting, Lin Xuan had no choice.

And it's okay to only encounter a little bit of this kind of thing.

After watching Lin Xuan smoked, Du Yonghe asked quickly: "How is it? Am I pure?"

But in the next second, what Du Yonghe didn't expect was...

Lin Xuan suddenly looked at himself, and a look of contempt flashed in his eyes: "I didn't expect that Boss Du has such a thing in his hand?"

Du Yonghe: "..."

The next second, Du Yonghe looked at Lin Xuan angrily: "What do you mean?"

"This guy, the garbage is dead!" Lin Xuan said bluntly: "It's not pure at all, it's just garbage among garbage!"

"Get out! How dare you say that my goods are impure?" Du Yonghe immediately cursed angrily.

Seeing Du Yonghe who was a little angry, Lin Xuan's face remained unchanged: "Boss Du, I don't think it's the first day for you to get in touch with this thing, and it's not the first day for me, so forget it if you want to fool me, they are all old Chinese medicine practitioners." , you don’t have to give me this medicine, you know if your stuff is pure or not.”

As soon as these words came out, Du Yonghe was startled, and then a gloomy look flashed across his face, and he sat down on the sofa a little sluggishly: "I only have this kind of goods in my hand, if you don't want it, then forget it, I There is no other way."

At this moment, Du Yonghe could see that Lin Xuan really understood this thing.

In fact, his goods are indeed impure...

White powder is a relatively high-end drug, most of which are controlled by the relatively good places under the Zheng family, and I don't have many here at all, but these are the ones that I managed to get from above. As for the purity, Du Yonghe didn't dare to ask for extravagance at all.

Now it seems that Lin Xuan is not satisfied at all.

Thinking of this, Du Yonghe was a little depressed. He didn't expect the duck he got to fly away.

But in the next second, Lin Xuan's words suddenly surprised Du Yonghe.

"Actually, I know that the goods in Boss Du's hands are not pure." Lin Xuan suddenly said with a faint smile.

Du Yonghe: "..."

Ignoring Du Yonghe's expression, Lin Xuan continued to say to himself: "Boss Du is the worst one among all the leaders of the entire Zheng family. How can he have high-end goods in his hand?"

As soon as this remark came out, Du Yonghe suddenly became furious, and immediately shouted angrily: "Who do you say is the worst one!"

But in the next second, Du Yonghe seemed to remember something, looked at Lin Xuan with great vigilance and said, "Who are you?"

"A person who can help Boss Du get rich." Lin Xuan suddenly had a mysterious smile on his face: "At least someone who can help Boss Du get out of trouble!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

But this time, Lin Xuan's words were useless. At this moment, Du Yonghe looked at Lin Xuan furiously. Then he pulled out his hand from behind, and immediately took out a pistol from the sofa cushion. The black muzzle was aimed at Lin Xuan immediately. Xuan: "Boy, who are you? Don't take me for a fool!"

Seeing the muzzle of the black hole aimed at himself, Lin Xuan was not afraid, but smiled: "I said, Boss Du, if you don't know how to play with guns, don't make silly gestures. Your insurance hasn't been opened yet."

Du Yonghe: "..."

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Du Yonghe was suddenly embarrassed, and immediately raised his fingers, trying to open the insurance.

But in the next second...

Lin Xuan, who had been sitting quietly all this time, suddenly moved!
This movement was like a hungry tiger rushing for food, and he slapped it hard, hitting Du Yonghe's wrist directly. Du Yonghe's wrist hurt immediately, and the pistol fell from his hand.

And Lin Xuan caught the gun, opened the safety very skillfully, put his finger on the trigger, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Du Yonghe for an instant, and then Lin Xuan smiled lightly and said: "Boss Du, you said that as long as you If I move my finger, what will happen?"

(End of this chapter)