Abyss Express

[Part① Covering the sky with one hand]

Mr. Ishimura is very nervous——

——He only knew that the gunsmith was worth a lot of money, and based on his entry into the business to take orders and calculate the risk cost, he quoted Linden Van Persie with a price of 1.6 billion, which was the kindness of President Mercy. Whether he can complete this task is another matter, maybe even his own life will be lost.

But what he didn't expect was that if the gunsmith couldn't move, couldn't his student and sister also be killed?

Eureka Volcanic City is an international port in the underground world, and it has brought innumerable wealth. It seems that it has become a small country outside the railway system.

Aohen Mingde is a disaster beast from the east. It has experienced various eras. It is like the exchange of protons or marriage between ancient dynasties. At first, Mr. Ishimura thought that these students would be tied up and sold as commodities to the dignitaries of the feudal town and to investors. Old and wealthy merchants like the Van Persie family would definitely pay a very high price.

As for what to do after buying it back, it is to kill first and then play, marry away as a concubine in the name of marriage, or simply make it into Mrs. Bai's products, avenge their daughter and son-in-law, and win back face by shining the lintel.

Ishimura does not think that Ao Han Mingde will fight to the end with Eureka Volcano City and the chaebol behind it for a gunsmith.

But when Chairman Kang Que saw Qing Jiang Bailu's photo, he almost vented all the anger that hadn't been posted in the past few years at once, which made Mr. Shicun very puzzled.

That's what he said, but Mr. Shicun still followed the instructions of the benevolent president. He wanted to take Jiang Bailu out of [KINGDOM·王土]. .

In order to do this, Mr. Ishimura had to rush to the camp where the elite soldiers were stationed, and pick a few suitable helpers to arrest them.

The precision of [KINGDOM·王土] is very low. It cannot specifically select a certain person to freely enter and exit this different space. Every time it is activated and deactivated, the entrances and exits are fixed at several locations in the theme park. Just in case, it is necessary to use force to coerce these disobedient students.

He took a car to a nightclub in the seaside scenery belt, looking for a few good brothers who could fight, sent them to [KINGDOM·王土], and brought Jiang Bailu out intact.

The armadillo hunters in the theme park are not as polite and disciplined as these security personnel. If they hurt this distinguished guest, the physical damage can be cured with Mrs. Bai's products, but the mental damage is difficult.

Thinking about it this way——

——Mr. Ishimura became more and more manic.

"Call me to kill them first! Then tell me to sell them! It's good now! All the plans have been overthrown and restarted! Linden! What's so good about you? Why did the president agree to your request?! He didn't pay attention. Think about it! Are you so important to him?"

He slapped the steering wheel hard, tears of grievance filled his eyes.

"And the gunsmith! How powerful is this gunsmith? When the president heard your name, he was in a bad mood! He was willing to beat me! Oh my god, I dare not think that Kang Que would do it for you Sister, slap me—he hasn’t slapped anyone in six years, what’s so good about you? You can make the president care so much, so much!”

After venting his emotions, Mr. Shicun took out a tissue, wiped the snot and tears off his face, and parked the car in front of the gate of the nightclub.

He packed up his appearance and came to the territory of the Mercy as usual, with an elegant posture, just like the emperor's eagle dog descending on the mortal world.

Ordinary citizens on both sides of the road all looked at Mr. Shicun with respect and admiration in their eyes.

Three waiters ran out of the nightclub, one with a towel, one with fruit wine, and the last one with a menu, and greeted them cordially.

Mr. Ishimura did not speak, and went straight to the front desk of the nightclub, ordered a few names on the menu, and ran to sit on the sofa in the lobby, quietly waiting for the arrival of his godson.

The name of the nightclub is New Paris—

——The manager is an oriental man, who was also handpicked by Mr. Shicun. His name is Lan Yinglong.

When Mr. Ishimura sat on the sofa in the lobby, the faces of the employees became ugly. They dared not speak and waited for Mr. Ishimura to make other requests.

But the most frightening thing is that the distinguished guests are unwilling to speak, unwilling to make any demands.

When Manager Lan rushed out of the elevator in a hurry, he shouted in the authentic Kyoto dialect, and walked in front of Mr. Ishimura with three steps and two steps and one slip.

"Godfather! Godfather, why are you here?"

Mr. Ishimura: "I'm here to find the jury."

The jury here refers to the elite soldiers of the Mercy Society, which is also the private armed forces raised by Mr. Ishimura. Compared with the armadillo hunters who work in the human flesh factory in [KINGDOM·王土], these elite soldiers are all the prey caught by the Guangling Zhixi attack team. Special treatment.

Manager Lan was anxious and anxious: "Why are you waiting here? Didn't these bastards treat you well? I'll teach them a lesson!"

Before the words were finished, the faces of the receptionists and waiters in the lobby became ugly.

Mr. Ishimura stepped on the face of this unworthy godson.

"Shut up! Shut up! I want you to come and receive me in person! What are you trying to do by calling these trash to run to the door to block my way? From the time I stepped into this door until you came to me Kneel down in front of you! It's been more than five minutes!"

Shicun was furious, and kept stomping on his godson's mouth until Manager Lan's mouth was covered with blood and a few teeth were broken, and he raised his head in a sorry smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, godfather, I'm sorry."

The manager kowtowed in response to Mr. Shicun's scolding.

"I'm wrong, I should come to receive you in person, I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

Mr. Ishimura: "It took so long to come? Who are you receiving?"

Manager Lan: "It's the consul."

Mr. Ishimura scolded: "The consul is a fart! The entire Eureka Volcano City belongs to our Eros and Mercy Society! It belongs to our President Conquer Johnny!"

Saying so, Mr. Shicun waved to the waiter, and brought Mrs. Bai's products with ease, poured a towel, covered his godson's face, and healed the other party's injuries.

"Ying Long, did this consul say something nice to you, and you were happy to hear it, so you stayed in the box and drank two more glasses before forgetting about me as a father?"

Lan Yinglong kept shaking his head: "No! No! Godfather's kindness is unforgettable!"

"You have to think clearly." Shi Cun patted his godson's face: "We can have today, all thanks to Conquer Johnny - it is the president who led us to earn money, buy a house, and have sex. The one in your arms Girl, the money in your pocket, your monstrous power, are all given to you by the president."

Lan Yinglong: "Yes, yes!"

Shicun grabbed his godson's ear.

"One day, if the president comes to the nightclub, you will still sit in the same box with the consul, and ask these minions to pick you up - then I won't be stepping on your face, understand?"

Lan Yinglong: "I understand, I understand!"

After Shicun and Lan Yinglong finished explaining the business, the godson quickly contacted a few reliable elite soldiers of the jury, and agreed on a time to meet, and he was about to rush to the next place to meet another godson.

As an important backbone of the Eros Mercy Association, Ishimura Takuma's time is very valuable, and he is one of the best migrant workers in the organization. Not to mention this Dongyang society animal, but Kangque Johnny himself, who is also a little money-making angel favored by many chaebols , The work intensity is extremely high all day long, and it is almost the business owner who drives his employees to involve together to take the entire Eureka Volcanic City as his own.

In this city, the consul may not even be as good as the county magistrate.

The underground world doesn't pay attention to the integrity of the name, and you don't need to make money by cleverly setting up a name, and you don't need to split accounts.

For example, Lawrence Madison's lifelong goal is to build his own country in the 48th district, cross Robben Van Persie and directly talk to the plutocrats, and become the maker of order and rules.

Conquer Johnny did it, and did it well.

The helm of the Crazy Butterfly Sect is alert and cruel, which has something to do with his origin.

When he introduced the theme park of [KINGDOM·王土] on the road show, he burst into tears, not relying on acting skills, but on emotion.

It is precisely because he himself was a member of the Guangling Zhixi assault team, suffered similar disasters, participated in real survival games, and survived by eating his companions. He knows more about the misfortune and luck of carnivores than most people.

He still called Aohen Mingde the BOSS——

——I very much agree with the management policy of BOSS, and a group that relies on money and interests will not go far.

Only love, only Cupid can unite countless people.

When he got the offer (job opportunity) from the executives of the Alliance of Eternals, Conquer Johnny spent more than forty years and finally came to the center of power in the international port of Eureka Volcano City.

He knows better than anyone that the destruction of order is far easier than the establishment.

This is also the reason why Mr. Conquer is so jealous of gunsmiths——

——There are some people in the world who should not be messed with. Once the two parties come to a duel, the result will always be a lose-lose.

Business is not forced to buy and sell, it is the iron law that Mr. Conquer follows.

There is also a unique saying in this [forced buying and strong selling], only when both of them are in the same ecological niche and have the qualifications to be human can they discuss business.

Mr. Conquer is very clear about where his advantages lie——

——His team can transform living people into goods, so as to complete dimensionality reduction strikes, and use zero-cost methods to conduct highly profitable transactions.

The two sides of the transaction are not people and people, but people and things-the kidnappers will not negotiate terms with meat tickets.

Knowing who can and cannot be bought and sold is the great talent of Eros Mercy.

Concerning the deeds of gunsmiths, Mr. Conquer has done special research.

The specialty of Anonymous, explained according to Mr. Canque's logic——

——The gunsmith's team can turn the living into the cool, so as to complete the dimension reduction strike. They don't care about the cost, the rich and the rich are saturated bombing, and the poor and the poor are interspersed with tactics.

There is no chance of any transaction, everything revolves around Ao Han Mingde's needs.

Although Mr. Conquer knows who can be killed and who cannot be killed. But it is meaningless to Anonymous, this group of lunatics will never consider interests, they only care about right and wrong.

Skull and Bones, Rosary, Stairway to Heaven, Little Brotherhood and Almighty Hand, Hedland Prison and John Bogle's next-generation art business, judging from these many lessons learned——

——Anonymous is the forbidden army raised by the BOSS, and they are the group of people who do not respect the law and martial arts in the underground world.

Conquer Johnny spent so much time and painstaking efforts to take root in Eureka Volcanic City and gain the status and power he has today. If you complain, it will become a lose-lose situation.

To put it in plain language, the moment he learned that Jiang Bailu was tied up, what he thought in his mind was [Shicun, you idiot, why are you messing with him? ]

Of course, this sentence cannot be stated clearly. The president of Mercy will always be a harmless little angel in front of his subordinates and investors.

He just regretted it, being dazzled by Lyndon Van Persie's legal and administrative abilities, he used a little more human leverage to show favor for a while-he was careless and negligent for a moment, but unfortunately there is no medicine for regret in the world.

The best way to do it now is to invite little princess Jiang Bailu out of [KINGDOM·王土] unscathed, and use the other students as hostage chips. Only when the gunsmith takes the initiative to come to the door can he be eligible to negotiate and play a game Cat and mouse game.

All of this is the idea of ​​President Mercy, and it is a very rational and calm judgment. Two months ago, he also directed and acted together with the consul. In order to deal with the investigation of the informants of Wu Mingshi and Guangling Zhixi, he completely emptied the zero platform and invited the consul to the front desk to deal with the review of the Nine Realms station.

[Part② Rivers and Lakes]

In the VIP box of the New Paris Nightclub, Lan Yinglong returned to the room covered in cold sweat, as if he had stepped into the execution ground.

Facing his godfather's fierce spiritual pressure, he didn't dare to make any resistance, and he didn't have a good face with the consul, if it wasn't for clinging to the other party's relationship and cultivating favor. How could he forget the kindness of his godfather?

At this moment, he turned all this humiliation into anger, took off his belt and used it as a whip, and whipped it on the prostitutes who accompanied him.

Upon seeing this, the chubby consul immediately said, "President Lan! What happened? You're going to beat someone as soon as you come back. If you break and leave scars, these beauties will be hard to sell!"

With a gloomy face, Lan Yinglong ordered the twelve young girls in scantily clad clothes to squat in a row, and without giving any reason, they slapped along the white back, feeling an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

"Ouch! Ouch!" The lecherous lord consul saw his heart ache: "Please take it easy! You can take it easy! It's bloody!"

The sharp belt buckles left scars on the women's bodies.

Lan Yinglong scolded: "Don't mind your own business! This is my money! I can afford it!"

The consul dare not speak out——

——This anger is nothing like [Making complaints about whores].

This anger is simply feeling that the owner of a nightclub doesn't even give the consul face.

They never treated these prostitutes as human beings, as if they were fighting over who owned the goods and how to use them.

The yelling one after another was like a symphony, it was so sweet to Lan Yinglong's ears.

After he vented all his anger, he asked Ma Zai to send this batch of injured rotten goods to the dressing room to heal their injuries so that they can receive the next batch of guests.

Only then did the consul dare to speak: "Manager Lan"

Lan Yinglong immediately said: "My godfather is here, because I entertained you, I was delayed for a few minutes."

The consul immediately understood: "Oh! It turns out that Mr. Ishimura was neglected."

Lan Yinglong wiped the blood off his hands, threw the tattered belt aside, and with a horrific smile on his face, he said to the Consul, "Godfather doesn't have a good impression of me, it's difficult for me. Do."

"It's okay! Leave this matter to me." The consul flattered: "I have contacts with several mining bosses of the Thomas family. I just got in touch. I will introduce them to you next week. I ask you to hold a dinner and chat together. Talk about business."

Lan Yinglong stretched out his hand, turning his worries into joy: "It's easy to say."

The consul took Manager Lan's hand, his expression overflowing with joy: "Hey hey hey"

It is very different from the beaming atmosphere of the VIP box.

Backstage at the dressing room in New Paris is hell on earth.

The tortoise bustard stood aside, together with the vicious security personnel, studying the training manual handed over by Linden Van Persie.

Since Linden, the Attorney General, stepped down from his post and moved to Eureka Volcano City, the industry of the Mercy Society has ushered in a system upgrade.

Conquer Johnny was right. Linden was a talent. He knew how to make people submit, how to make people obey, especially in the point of self-exploitation, which was almost perfect.

The leading procuress asked the twelve girls to take off their clothes, completely throwing away the last bit of shame, and stood in front of many security guards to show their ugly and injured bodies.

"Do you know why Manager Lan beat you?"

The bustard had a stern expression, her eyes widened.

The girls dared not speak, they could not explain why—

——I don’t know the conflicts between the bosses at all, and I don’t know what happened inside and outside the store.

"It's so disappointing! Can't find any reason or excuse! Can't even think of the reason why the manager hit you?!"

The old bustard scolded sharply.

"It's because I paid you less salary? I don't care about this little money?! Do you think you are a corner? Can you reach the sky with the big money? Today the consul and manager Lan came to personally inspect your work ability, the result? It's over before it begins!"

Mr. Gui echoed from the side.

"Who was touched by the consul today? Take a step forward and give everyone a demonstration."

There were two little girls standing forward, with blood-red scars all over their faces and body, and their spirits were listless.

The old bustard then asked: "You are the only two in this batch of rubbish who are pretty and capable. Show the sisters a way to make money and share the experience of getting rich."

"I..." the prostitute on the left said submissively, "I think the Consul should like it very much. I especially like fair-skinned and thinner ones."

The whore on the right interrupted: "He likes to see me smile."

"Well said!" The old bustard had fierce eyes, and he talked about the key points with the production tools: "Whether the skin is fair or not, it is born by your father and mother! Don't expect Manager Lan to give you skin grafts and whitening! The money for the operation is enough to buy your whole body. People! This is the one who understands the truth, come to learn how others smile! Just open your mouth and smile, you can win the favor of the consul, this smile must have some mystery!"

In just a minute, the other sisters laughed along with the young lady on the right.

They clumsily imitated, endured insults and ridicules, and tried to force a smile, for fear that their smiles would not be realistic enough or likable enough.

Waiting for nine of them to imitate perfectly, the last unqualified sister was slapped repeatedly by the security guards, but she couldn't learn how to do it.

"Damn it!" Mr. Turtle was furious, and cursed loudly: "The child will be scared to cry when he sees your smile! You are not even as good as the employees of Haidilao! What is service with a smile? Do you know what it is? Business method? I'm really disappointed in you. So disappointed!"

The little girl kept apologizing: "I'm sorry"

Mr. Turtle: "How many people kneeled at the gate of New Paris and begged for this job opportunity? Do you know? How lucky are you? One day you will marry into a wealthy family, and it will be a matter of glory."

The little girl's legs softened, and she just knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you. Thank you. It's my fault. I'm not good enough. I'm sorry. It's my fault."

That's it, it's time for a break.

The bustard asked the security guard to apply medicine to the girls to mend their wounds——

——At this stage, I saw Mr. Gui shouting sharply.

"These women are the sacred and inviolable property of the company! If you have any unreasonable thoughts about them! You must be fired immediately!"

There was a weird and terrifying atmosphere in the air.

Most of the security guards are fresh-blooded young men who want to touch the bodies of young girls, and they are not monks who only recite Buddhist scriptures.

After they applied the medicine to the prostitute with bare hands, there were a few loud shouts immediately.

"I saw him foul!"

"He crossed the line! He reacted!"

Two weak-hearted security guards were identified by their companions and led to Mr. Turtle.

The two young men were blushing, as if they had committed a heinous crime, their eyes trembling with horror.

The old bustard grinned sneeringly, raised his leg and kicked Ma Zai's security guard's crotch hard, causing the two brothers to kneel down in pain.

"Go to the confinement room and be punished."

The other ten security guys are really like eunuchs, their humanity has been obliterated by the system, and they don't even have the most basic physiological reactions. They are the most powerful people in the workplace. In order to get a salary of more than 30,000 pyroxene coins per month, and keep this rich and expensive job.

Mr. Gui said: "Very good!"

The security team yelled, as if they had achieved a remarkable thing, which was the result of self-breakthrough and persistent struggle.

Cheers erupted from the crowd, and everyone hugged each other, celebrating the extraordinary team feat.

At this moment, a person walked in from the kitchen by the side door.

That was the errand boy from the New Paris nightclub who was specially used to order food. He was holding more than 20 lunch boxes, bent over by the incubator and life.

The chef team in New Paris has been swept away by the team that mainly deals in skin and meat business. The business philosophy required by the manager is to be done by professionals, and there is no need to spread branches and leaves in other fields, just do a good job in the service industry.

The errand boy put down his food and started talking nicely to the bustard.

"Leader, I have saved 40,000 yuan, can I redeem Mayuko?"

The old bustard just opened the lunch box, when she heard this sentence, she raised her head suddenly.

For a moment, all the security guards around felt like being electrocuted, tightened their bodies, stopped chatting, and stared at the errand boy with fiery eyes.

With his curly, dark yellow hair and haggard look, he is like a bonded laborer in the old days. He has done hard work for a long time, and one day he finally saves enough money to find freedom for his beloved.

The old bustard said, "We don't have such a person here."

The errand boy: "Why not?"

The old bustard said impatiently: "If there is nothing, then there is nothing!"

The errand brother wanted to rush backstage, but was stopped by security.

Mr. Gui yelled: "You're impolite! You're impolite!"

"Mayuko! Mayuko" the errand brother broke away from the security guard's hand, only feeling a profound sense of powerlessness. He didn't know where this huge resistance came from. It was invisible and intangible, and eventually turned into painful regret and blame yourself.

"I'm useless! I'm useless."

"Mayuko, don't dislike me. Please."

"I can't make that much money"

He knelt down slowly, but clasped his fists with the well-dressed brothers around him to beg for mercy, because he was not treated roughly, but it was not easy to take the initiative, he was still well-dressed and was not beaten.

Just looking at the little cat's eyes on the door of the dressing room, trying to find the lover I admire.

He looked around, suddenly his eyes became dull, and he walked up to the old bustard in a daze.

"Is it really not possible? Is there not enough money? Or am I not qualified?"

The bustard was silent for a while——

——Finally spoke.

"After Boss Linden came, Mayuko's business ability is very good. When it comes to the oiran, she is very smart and the price has increased. Your 40,000 yuan is only enough to buy her for two days."

"Two days?" The errand boy was stunned for a while, his mouth was dry and his lips were cracked: "Two days. Two days. Is Manager Lan here? Manager Lan, is Manager Lan here?"

"Why are you talking so much to him?" Mr. Gui said impatiently, "Even if Manager Lan is here! He won't see you!"

The errand brother grabbed Mr. Gui's clothes: "Is Manager Lan here? I want to see him! I want to see him! I"

Hearing the noise from the backstage, Lan Yinglong ran over to check the situation after calling the jury.

"What's up?"

"Manager Lan! I want to see the truth!" The errand boy was about to rush forward, opened the small purse, and handed over the 40,000 yuan. "Didn't it be agreed? As long as I earn 40,000 yuan, as long as I can earn Didn't we agree to get the money?"

Before it was too late, the security personnel immediately blasted the troublemaker out of the back door.

Lan Yinglong cursed: "He's crazy! Change to a food delivery person, fuck it."

The old bustard smiled and said, "Doesn't this show that you have strong professional ability? Manager"

Guigong: "Yes, yes, only you, the manager, can cultivate such a powerful girl, and take away the soul of this guy."

The voice has not yet fallen——

— There was another knock on the door behind the manager.

Just when the gold medal sales team of the meat business in the house was still feeling restless because of the persistence of the errand brother.

The door opened by itself.

Specifically, 9527 used two toothpicks to pry it open.

With 40,000 yuan in hand, Xiao Qi told the manager.

"I just wanted to talk to your godfather about something, and asked this little brother to ask if your manager is around, but now I have changed my mind temporarily."

Security wanted to block the way——

——Xiao Qi squeezed in through the narrow door frame, and took the gun from the younger brother's waist.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, the lackey who walked in the front, the most vicious and the most vicious, wished to come to grab credit and seek death immediately, his jaw dropped.

The cold barrel of the gun also became hot, and with the harsh notes of the bullets, the ceiling was covered with skulls and brains.

Xiaoqi hugged the headless body of the security brother and threatened with a gun.

"You should take the money and walk the talk."