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There is no need for Su Ming to ask.

Xia Ye omitted the cause of the incident and directly gave the detailed information of the target. From the local material supplier who was the mastermind behind the incident to who the gangster he hired was associated with, everything was clear. Who took the money and who was complacent about it was all clear.

Oh?

A shareholder of An Shiyao's company is also related to this matter?

Nothing.

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Chapter 181 You didn’t say you were video calling her!

4 month 3 day.

1 points in the early hours.

A certain club.

"Old Lin, are you really okay? An Shiyao's hometown..."

The person who spoke was one of the veteran shareholders of An Shiyao's company, and was also the one whose interests had been most seriously damaged by An Shiyao's series of welfare policy adjustments.

"Although she should be taught a lesson, I didn't expect you to just ask someone to throw things at her. At the company gate."

"Cowardly."

The bald man called Lao Lin hugged the princess next to him and burped drunkenly, "Her family has long ceased to be mainly engaged in hardware materials, and the An family is so powerful in the vicinity of Kyoto that they can even control my winter market?"

"like to play."

"If you like to disobey and do something self-righteous, you deserve to be punished."

"..."

"What are you afraid of? Didn't my brothers confess their crimes? They can pay compensation or be detained. I have plenty of money."

Lao Lin took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat to scan.

"Whoever can hold the phone to his chest will get 2000 yuan."

Wantonly teasing the body of the princess next to him.

"Brother Lin~"

"..."

He was having fun, and when he glanced at the shareholder who looked a little melancholy, he couldn't help but laugh, "Can you let go a little? It feels so good to be pinned down by a bitch all the time?"

"..."

"Go and take care of your brother Li."

He patted the princess's drum, and the latter immediately leaned towards the shareholder with a coquettish look.

"..."

"That's true."

Surrounded by softness, the shareholders also let go. "That bitch makes some stupid policies every day. She used to make at least 50 or 60 extra incomes a year, but so far this year she hasn't even made two. Damn it."

"That's right. She thought she could get whatever she wanted in Kyoto, and the same applies to winter market. She's overthinking. Even her father can't do it, so what is she thinking?"

"..."

"Go, wash yourself and wait for me in the small room."

Patting the princess's drum beside him, Lao Lin walked out staggeringly.

"Wow--"

Leaning against the wall, perhaps because of kidney problems, the curls split apart, some reaching the tip of the shoe.

"..."

He heard no sound.

All he could think about was how to have fun in the small room. He didn't notice the man wearing a baseball cap, a black mask, and ordinary casual clothes coming up behind him.

"Crack."

For him, who lives in the snowy country, that crisp sound of opening the safety of a pistol only exists in movies.

He clearly felt something hard and blunt pressing against his lower back.

"……who?"

He subconsciously turned around to see what was facing his waist.

See clearly.

Half of it was inside the sleeve, and half was outside. The muzzle was black.

He couldn't see clearly what the person who came looked like, he could only see the calm eyes of the man behind the mask.

"Who are you trying to fool with a toy gun? Do you know who I am?"

"..."

He found that the person who came was different from any of the tough guys he had met before. He said nothing. He had no emotion. He couldn't tell what the other party's purpose was or what he was going to do.

[Go out, go downstairs]

He was completely frightened.

There's an intuition.

That's not a toy gun...

The people who come here are not the migrant workers who come to ask for wages and are easy to bully like before.

4 month 3 day.

1.16am.

The shareholders have completely forgotten their previous concerns about whether the An family would retaliate.

He thought about it again. He didn't do it, and he didn't find the person. Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor... At most, he knew in advance that something bad would happen and promised a little benefit.

There is no way to play the business war without a say.

Violence is not advisable in today's society, but sometimes it is quite effective. A good girl like An Shiyao has never seen such a scene, right?

Let's see if she has the nerve to come to the company tomorrow.

"Blow it for me."

"..."

While enjoying the happiness, he couldn't help but think of An Shiyao's figure.

Weird.

I always feel that she is dressed up carefully. The more I look at her, the hotter I feel.

Who are you dressing up for?

Oh shit.

She looks so pure on the surface, but she's pretending. In fact, doesn't she also want a man?

If it weren't for the huge An family, she would have been kept in a villa.

The room was very dark.

After the massage, half of the treatment was done. He didn't have the energy to do the full treatment, so he just lay on the bed and went to sleep.

"..."

Suddenly, someone patted my face.

He opened his eyes blearily.

"?!"

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at his face.

"W-what are you going to do?!"

"..."

"…You want money?"

He suddenly came to his senses and cautiously took out his wallet from his clothes.

However, the man reached out his gloved hand and threw the wallet directly into the trash can.

type.

【Go out and go downstairs. 】

"Can I...can I wear pants?"

"..."

The shareholder trembled, and managed to calm himself down and put on the club's shorts.

"So, who are you... Snap!"

After being hit hard, he was completely stunned.

I touched my nose subconsciously and saw a trace of bright red blood on the back of my hand.

He also has intuition.

He really encountered trouble. The person who came was not seeking money, but had a plan. But he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, and he didn't think he was familiar from his figure. His eyes didn't fluctuate at all.

[You have one minute left]

Could it be...

No, how could the An family react so quickly? Even if they looked for him, they would find Mr. Lin first.

Who is it?

He followed the man downstairs, got into a broken van, and looked at Lao Lin, who was tied up with tape. His heart sank.

4 month 3 day.

3 points in the early hours.

A few young people came out of the Inspection Bureau, talking and laughing.

That was the little rascal who took the money to throw away An Shiyao's things. Whether there was discipline at home or lack of love had nothing to do with Su Ming.

"Mask, cap..."

"What are you doing? Are you pretending to be a god so late at night?"

"Stupid."

"..."

Su Ming stopped them.

"What do you mean? Are you not thinking straight? Are you looking for trouble?"

"Go away, we are in a good mood now."

"..."

"Can't you understand people?"

"..."

"boom."

After getting punched for no apparent reason, the young man came to his senses and saw Su Ming had already run forward.