The group pet is the real boss

Chapter 397 Bo Qing's past.

With a slap, Qi was slapped across the face, "Idiot, if you want to go down and accompany them, just say, immediately, make it again according to the recipe, the delivery date is only half a month, let them rush to work for me! Whoever dares Stealing, raping and playing tricks will all be beheaded."

Qi lowered his head, "Yes, I'll do it right away."

"Wait, transfer the funds in the account to a multinational bank and divide it into [-] cards, each of which cannot exceed [-] million U.S. dollars."

"Okay, Master Bo has any orders."

Bao Qing squinted his eyes, gently raised his hand and covered his nose with a handkerchief, watching the bloody scene in the prison, his pupils were filled with deep whirlpools, "Search for Qi Jiuye, the door of the Skeleton Society, and her Those three subordinates, except Qi Jiuye, killed all of them."

"Yes."

Qi led the order to go down, and Bao Qing looked at the group of stubborn people with disdain, and they died one by one, and finally turned around and strode away.

Back upstairs in the headquarters, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, poured a glass of red wine, sat on the sofa, turned on the computer and typed on the keyboard.

Bo Qing's fate was even more embarrassing than Hei Xiyu's. His mother was a female college student who had traveled to Mexico poorly, but was later seen by his gangster father, who became malicious and had him.

Later, due to various reasons, his mother fled back to China. His father thought he was in the way, and directly threw him, who was only six or seven years old, on the cold streets of Mexico.

Growing up in a slum, he could only earn a living by fighting for food, picking up garbage, sending messages to those gangsters, and selling and selling drugs.

Since then, he has understood a truth since he was a child. If he wants to get out of this corner of eating human blood, he must be ruthless, kill people, rise to power, seize power, be flexible, and do everything he can.

Therefore, in that era and country where poisons were flying everywhere, he researched the purest and most popular poisons with various shapes and names.

Instead of competing with those people on how to transport, how to hide, and how to sell, it is better to be the pioneer directly and let others find him and ask him to do business.

His motto is that people are like ants, I am the sword, and those who stand in the way, kill.

He grew up in that kind of dirty and messy environment, and then climbed up step by step, to the current position, the longer the time, the deeper the cleanliness. He likes to use a handkerchief, wipe his hands, or cover his mouth and nose, and he doesn't care at all. other people's opinions.

As a man, there is no sense of disobedience when using such a feminine thing. Compared with his temperament, there is no conflict, but it fits well.

Many years ago, when he was 16 years old, when he was picking up empty bottles on the streets of Mexico City and digging through the trash, a little girl like a Barbie princess gave him a clean and beautiful handkerchief and asked him to wipe his profuse sweat .

And like an adult, with a very childish voice, he said to him, birth cannot be chosen, but fate can be changed.

The 100 dollars she gave made him Bo Qing, and he also remembered that sentence, we are all in the gutter, but there are still people looking up at the stars.

At that time, he swore that he would not live his life like this.

I also always remember that in the most desolate time, there was a girl who gave him the deepest warmth, making him think of her smile in the most impoverished days, and feel that there is hope for living.

Because in this world, there are still many beautiful things waiting for him to discover and obtain. He doesn't want to do anything else. He just wants to stand in front of that girl against the light and tell her that he Alive, and alive and well.

Thinking of this, the corners of the man's mouth rose imperceptibly, and soon disappeared, and then he was filled with deeper hatred. What he hated was meeting her in such an embarrassing situation. He hated to find her for so many years, and finally found that she already had her. lover, and married.

But this is not the reason why he does everything he can. The encounter is worthy of sympathy, and his actions are not worthy of praise.

(End of this chapter)