My Stunning Boss Lady

When he learned that Bruce Lee's man was beaten, boss Du was being investigated by the police. Of course, boss Wang arranged it.

It was not easy to deal with the police that boss Du found time.

The first thing he looked for was not the little dragon and snake, but the two people who were beaten.

Because it's no use looking for dragons and snakes, boss Du is full of gas.

This time, he will do it himself.

Be your feet!

With boss Du's ability, he soon found out which hospital the two people lived in. At that time, he came with more than a dozen elites.

Boss Du is also very careful. He also knows that this is a special period. He must be careful and careful.

Boss Wang's people may be looking for him everywhere. How dare he come out without some people around?

However, he really thinks too much. At least now boss Wang doesn't want to get rid of him, and he doesn't want to get rid of him. Everyone's mind is on the construction site!

The property is on sale.

That's the top priority!

Boss Du came in and explained his identity. He is Bruce Lee's eldest brother.

Both of them were a little dizzy.

My eldest brother's eldest brother, what should I call myself?

Boss Du left them medical expenses at that time to make them feel at ease and recover from their injuries, but on one condition. That is to let them report to the police station and say they were beaten by boss Wang's people!

Boss Du has consulted. This crime is not light. If we hurry, it will be fine for five or eight years.

He knows that the police can't catch boss Wang, but he also wants to disgust boss Wang.

He knows what it's like to be harassed by those policemen every day.

The two men couldn't help it, so they did it.

Today, boss Du came again.

He came today because of boss Wang.

Because his construction site is about to open.

Boss Du was angry. It was his real estate before that. He just went to boss Wang's hand. Can you feel better?

"Big brother, you're here." Er Mao is very good at coming. When he sees boss Du coming in, he quickly bows down and says.

Boss Du nodded, and a dozen people around him stayed outside the ward.

"So what, how are you recuperating?" boss Du said politely.

"Brother, we have nothing to do. Everything is fine!"

"Well, that's ok..." boss Du turned and lit a cigarette. He looked at the light. "How many people are there in your family?"

"Ah?" Guangguang was startled and looked helplessly at boss Du.

He felt uneasy.

Boss Du asked how many people there are in his family. What's the situation? Are you going to kill him?

In that case, he would believe it.

He knows who boss Du is. He has that ability.

It's just that he doesn't understand why boss Du did that? Why kill his family? Is it because I'm with Bruce Lee?

Thinking about it, his eyes were wronged. Now he can cry at any time as long as he wants.

"Ask you something, do you hear me?" boss Du asked when he saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Don't kill my family, it has nothing to do with them..." a sentence blurted out from his bare mouth, with a trace of begging.

What a big brother as like as two peas. "What kind of brother is there?"

"Who the fuck is going to kill your family! I ask you, how many people are there!" boss Du is a little upset.

He's tired of dragons and snakes now.

"Five people..." Guangguang said carefully.

"Well, five people, quite a lot!" boss Du brightened his eyes and looked at Er Mao, "where's your house?"

"Four..."

"En..." boss Du bowed his head and thought.

During the few seconds of meditation, Guangguang and ER Mao's heart fluctuated up and down like a roller coaster.

Boss Du, what are you going to do?

After a while, boss Du choked his cigarette: "today, let them all come and make trouble at the gate of Wanfeng group at nine o'clock tomorrow! That's the real estate opened by boss Wang. Tomorrow is his first day!"

Guangguang and ER Mao looked at each other and almost cried.

Let them make trouble in boss Wang's land, which is worse than killing them.

If you annoy boss Wang, can they have a better life?

"Elder brother, I think things are almost done. Why force each other? Isn't it?" Er Mao said carefully.

Pop!

Boss Du patted the table hard and stared at the oval: "did he think about this when he wanted to kill me? I must make him restless this time!"

Er Mao and Guang trembled with fear.

"Get there on time tomorrow. There are nine people in total. If one person doesn't go, you can do it yourself! But don't worry, I'll take someone to help you in the dark tomorrow. If boss Wang changes your family, I'll go to help!" boss Du said, and turned away without waiting for them to speak.

His words seemed to leave a complex geometric problem for Guang Guang and ER Mao.

They can't solve it, and it's not appropriate.

The two of them looked at each other.

how?

What else can I do?

Call someone?

Do you want to see nine people killed by boss Du?

Thinking of this, Guang Guang and ER Mao desperately took out the phone and called out.

Half an hour later, nine people appeared in the ward.

These nine people are basically farmers who don't pay much attention to their clothes. They are going to work in the field. Who cares what clothes to wear?

Or how to say that the farmer uncle is the greatest?

People grow local food there. They spend a lot of time and drink every day. Is it appropriate?

Guangguang and ER Mao began to talk about the process anxiously with their family, but they didn't mention that boss Du threatened them.

They just said that they couldn't let go of the tone in their heart. The boss would sell the real estate tomorrow and asked them to pull up the banner and make trouble in the past.

These simple and kind farmers' names were fooled by Guangguang and ER Mao.

Are relatives, can you watch your people being bullied?

Can you watch the killer go unpunished?

Sure not!

We must help you with this. We must take care of this matter!

Now, just urge them to make banners and let them go at 9 o'clock tomorrow. Don't be late.

After discussion, the nine people went to a nearby printing shop to make a banner. Although it looked simple, the white cloth and red characters were particularly conspicuous.

The money for making banners was made up of nine of them. They are all poor people. No one has so much spare money. How much money do they earn by planting grain every year?

They love it!

But in order to help them out, I also recognized them!

In front of the printing shop, the nine people opened the banner and tried it. They thought it was good.

Tomorrow, this will certainly have a good effect!