Zhao Sanjin stood at the door, his hands around his chest, staring coldly at brother Fei's action, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a strange arc, his eyes were shining with cold light, full of disdain.

"You're right. I just want to die. However, with your ability, I'm afraid I can't get what I want..."

He smiled coldly. Just when Feige's fist hit Zhao Sanjin's eyes, he suddenly moved.

First, he raised his right hand, like a pair of iron tongs, and firmly fastened Fei GE's wrist, leaving his fist suddenly stuck in the air, less than ten centimeters away from Zhao Sanjin's face.

Then, in Feige's surprised eyes, Zhao Sanjin raised his legs and bent his knees, fiercely pushed up, and his knees hit Feige's lower abdomen

"Vomit -" Fei Ge snorted, his face turned red like a monkey's ass, and almost vomited on the spot.

Bang! Bang bang!

Zhao Sanjin beat very hard. He seemed to be addicted. He didn't mean to stop at all. As soon as his toes were on the ground, he carried them up again and hit brother Fei's lower abdomen again and again.

In the twinkling of an eye, it reached more than a dozen.

Poof!

Finally, Fei GE's painful facial features were about to move. His face was ugly. He couldn't hold back for a moment. He opened his mouth and vomited at once.

What's more tragic is that what fago vomited was not leftovers, but red to dazzling blood.

"Such a weak fight? Hehe, it seems that I overestimated you..." Zhao Sanjin was stunned. Seeing that others had vomited blood, it might kill people to fight again, so he had to let go.

Pop!

As soon as he loosened his hand, Fei Geli fell at Zhao Sanjin's feet, like a pool of mud. It's useless to say that he was standing. Even helping him may not be able to help him up.

"How about being beaten? Is it cool?" Zhao Sankin looked down at brother Fei and asked shamelessly.

Feige showed his teeth in pain and gnashed his teeth in anger. However, in the face of Zhao Sanjin, who looked inconspicuous and moved fiercely, he was really afraid. He opened his mouth. The swearing words came to his mouth, but he swallowed them again and didn't dare to say a word.

Zhao Sanjin was too lazy to pay attention to him again. He raised his legs and crossed over from brother Fei. He went to Xiaoman, bent down to help her up, smiled and asked, "are you okay?"

"No, nothing..." Xiaoman was scared silly.

In Xiaoman's subconscious mind, Feige is arrogant and overbearing, bullying soft and afraid of hard. It's terrible enough to show off his strength everywhere at ordinary times. But now, Fei Ge was beaten by the man in front of him as if he were paralyzed. Then, the man in front of him must be more terrible than Fei ge

She even thought that the man in front of her would not want to forcibly throw himself into bed like fago, and then what?

As soon as I thought about this, Xiaoman couldn't help tightening his mind. Subconsciously, he stepped back a few steps, was blocked by the sofa and squatted on the sofa.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person and won't do anything to you." Zhao Sanjin seemed to see through Xiaoman's mind. With a faint smile, he sat down beside her and said with a smile: "I'm looking for you. I just want to ask you a few questions."

Xiaoman was relieved and said, "what do you want to ask?"

"I want to find someone." Zhao Sanjin thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone, found out Bai Wushuang's photo and handed it to Xiaoman. He said positively, "her surname is Bai. She often comes to dizi bar for consumption. I think she must have drunk wine. You are a bartender on the bar. I think you should have a little impression of her."

After listening, Xiaoman frowned slightly and looked down at the beautiful woman on the mobile phone screen, as if thoughtful.

"Well, do you have an impression of her?" Zhao Sanjin asked.

"You mean..." Xiaoman suddenly blinked and seemed to think of something.

"Do you remember?" Zhao Sanjin was overjoyed.

But then, Xiaoman's face became inexplicably gloomy, shook his head and said, "no, no, I haven't seen the guest you said."

Xiaoman's face is very abnormal.

Zhao Sanjin is not stupid, and he is very smart. He can see it at a glance. Xiaoman must have thought of something, but he refused to say it for unknown reasons.

"Really not?" Zhao Sankin's eyebrows wrinkled.

"Really not!" Xiaoman said firmly.

"So, I just saved you in vain?" Zhao Sankin smiled bitterly, shook his head, twisted his ass and squeezed around Xiaoman. His eyes were aimed at the two inverted big bowls in front of Xiaoman's chest. The flickering smile in his eyes was almost the same as that of brother Fei just now.

"You, what do you want to do?" Xiaoman just calmed down and became excited again. She stood up and wanted to leave 306 VIP room as soon as possible.

"Wait a minute." Zhao Sanjin suddenly held out his hand, grabbed Xiaoman's right hand, and shamelessly scratched it gently in the palm of someone else's hand. He said, "I might as well tell you that I am also a businessman and never do those businesses that lose money. I just saved you. If you don't show me..."

After a pause, Zhao Sanjin slowly stood up, put his mouth to Xiaoman's ear, and said, "I don't mind helping brother Fei again. Now I'll throw you on his bed and let him pick up your clothes and torture you well, which can be regarded as fulfilling his unfinished wish. In this case, I'll help you once each, which is fair."

Xiaoman listened and his face was as white as paper!

"You, you --" she turned and stared at Zhao Sanjin. She was really worried. She said secretly: it seems that she guessed right. Men don't have a good thing

However, Xiaoman knows very well that if Zhao Sanjin is hard, she has no strength to bind chickens, and she can't get rid of Zhao Sanjin's claws anyway. Let's not say anything else. Just now Zhao Sanjin easily beat brother Fei down, and she can't pay for it as a weak woman.

What's more, at this time, Zhao Sanjin's big hand tightly clamped her small hand. It was difficult to break free, which was obviously much stronger than fago's strength.

"What do you want?" Xiaoman said, crying again.

"I've just said what I should say, and the rest depends on how you choose." Zhao Sanjin couldn't see the beauty cry. He looked at Xiaoman's pear blossom with rain, and I felt pity. He turned his eyes and said with a bitter smile: "as long as you tell me the whereabouts of this woman, I promise I won't move a hair of you."

In order to show his sincerity, Zhao Sanjin loosened Xiaoman's wrist.

Xiaoman was stunned.

"Say it." Zhao Sankin sat down on the sofa again, poured himself a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and said in a heavy tone: "I need to remind you that that woman is not a good person. If you let her run away because of your delay, I'm afraid it's not as simple as losing her job or body!"

This sentence carries a heavy weight. Xiaoman can hear it. Zhao Sanjin is not joking. Zhao Sanjin's eyes are sharp and cold, like a knife. Obviously, he cares about the woman on the mobile phone screen.

"You're right. I've seen her before, but..." after hesitating again and again, Xiaoman finally opened his mouth, but halfway through, he suddenly stopped and looked embarrassed.

"But what?" Zhao Sanjin asked.

"But I can't tell you." Xiaoman wiped his tears and said frankly, "if I reveal her whereabouts, sister sun, she will... She will dismiss me... Sobbing."

Before he finished, his tears had not been wiped dry. Xiaoman's wronged body trembled. His tears burst out like a flood breaking the embankment, and he couldn't wipe them off.

Dismissal?

As the saying goes, every family has a difficult Scripture. Work may not be very important for Zhao Sanjin, but it's different for Xiaoman. In the final analysis, she can't be blamed for it.

"You don't have to be afraid. Tell me, I'll deal with boss sun." Zhao Sanjin said positively, "I promise I won't let you get any harm..." after a pause, Zhao Sanjin said again: "ten thousand steps back, even if boss sun dismissed you, I can arrange a new job for you. Moreover, the working environment must be better than here, and the salary will double for you!"

Between the words, a faint sense of compulsion arises spontaneously, showing the domineering side.

"You?" Xiaoman was surprised and obviously didn't believe it.

"Why, don't you believe my ability?" Zhao sanking his lips, took out a bank card from his arms and shook it in front of Xiaoman. "This card has 50000 yuan, which is regarded as a deposit for you. If you lose your job, the money in it will be yours."

“……”

Hearing this, Xiaoman was shocked and stunned.

For the rich, money may be just a cold number, but for the poor, money represents clothing, food, housing, transportation, and even a person's dignity.

Xiaoman belongs to the latter.

Therefore, in the face of such a good thing like pie falling from the sky, Xiaoman is really excited, because she really needs the 50000 yuan now, and she has the kind of urgent need.

Zhao Sanjin stared straight into Xiaoman's eyes, looked at his face and waited patiently for two minutes.

These two minutes are obviously a kind of suffering for Xiaoman, because she is not sure whether Zhao Sanjin is cheating her. She doesn't know whether the bank card in front of her has the 50000 yuan Zhao Sanjin said, nor whether Zhao Sanjin will give her the bank card if she takes the risk.

Working in such a mixed place, Xiaoman sees too many people who break their promises, so that she can't easily believe anyone.

"I count to three. If the soft one doesn't work, I'm sorry. I can only do the hard one." Zhao Sankin shook his head and sighed. He took both inducement and threat. Before Xiaoman had a response, he counted: "one, two..."

"I said!"

Finally, Xiaoman chose to compromise in a hurry, because in the current situation, she had no ability and capital to resist. In addition to active compromise, she was passive compromise.

After finishing the language a little, Xiaoman bowed his head and whispered, "the woman you said is Bai Wushuang. We all call her Bai sister. She has a good relationship with boss sun, so she will take care of boss sun's business every Friday..."