Hidden Assassin: Section 358 beat me

"Lao Yang, you can't do this..."

"You don't come to the funeral of the boss, you have to tell me..."

"I can't help you with this kind of thing..."

On the side of the hall, four or five bosses gathered together to talk. On the surface, they naturally denounced Yang Zhenxing, but in the tone, there was no anger at all. Obviously, when the situation is not clear. , No one wants to officially tear his face apart. Zhenxing was smiling there with a cigarette in his mouth. Compared to the people on the opposite side, who were more or less worried, he looked a little bit energetic when he was fifty next year and spread his hands.

"There is no way, of course I know things, and I want to come here quickly, but everyone knows that my father died in Shanxi. It took so many days to go back to the funeral, and to show loyalty or filial piety. I am also very embarrassed to know..."

"No, I heard that your dad died of lung cancer the year before last, and you had a funeral..."

"Here is the rescue. The rumor, that is definitely a rumor."

"Why don't you say hello to us when my uncle passed away?"

"Didn’t you hear that the boss has passed away? At this time, I’m telling you that you must be embarrassed again, so if you want to be embarrassed, I’ll be embarrassed by myself. I rushed back yesterday afternoon and went to the boss’s grave I have worshipped last..."

He was full of nonsense. He pushed two, five, six, and several people looked at each other. It was a bit helpless. At this moment, he must be investigated for his drug trafficking with Liu Shijie. Everyone may not have this strength. After Liu Zheng died The Shazhu gang became disheartened, and the shadow of the Xinning gang came on, and they turned their faces with Yang Zhenxing. Obviously, they would only make other forces cheaper, and chatted a few words. Xiao Meng walked out of the room with another branch leader, and saw Yang Zhenxing, their eyes were cold, and a faint smile appeared on their faces: "I finally dare to come here, are you afraid of being hacked to death?"

"What are you talking about!" Xiao Meng said unceremoniously. A younger brother behind Yang Zhenxing suddenly stood up. It seems that he is also a person who is usually used to being brave and cruel. Xiao Meng's face changed: "What are you? Are you qualified to talk to me like this?" Yang Zhenxing quickly pushed the man back.

"What are you doing? I took the wrong medicine! I dare to do this in front of Brother Meng!" He reprimanded, then turned his head back with a smile, "Sorry, newcomer, I don’t understand any rules, I’m wrong. My fault ……"

"Your fault?" Xiao Meng smiled, "The boss is dead. You haven't even shown your face these days, so what do you say? The boss's death is related to you, what do you say?"

"Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding." Yang Zhenxing's face was calm, "Xiao Meng, these things can be said clearly. The boss is already like this, what else do you want? Will everyone have a meeting later? Is it always clear..."

Several members of the Shazhu Gang have their own functions, and their natures are relatively different. Yang Zhenxing has the most sites and brothers, but most of them are in the most profitable business. Xiao Meng is young and young. Sheng, a group of men have the sharpest tempers, and he often handles many things like killing and slashing people. It is also for this reason that those who have uncertain positions can be perfunctory at will. For Xiao Meng, he still has considerable fear in his heart. The active preparations these days are also to prevent these people who were truly loyal to Liu Zheng from going crazy before.

"Huh, can you explain it clearly?" Xiao Meng pointed his finger at him twice, and said every word, "I'll see what you say later!"

Yang Zhenxing nodded, and then, as if remembering something: "By the way, how come the eldest lady hasn't come yet. It's almost eight o'clock."

"It should be here soon."

"Not necessarily." Yang Zhenxing shook his head. "The traffic in the river and sea has been bad recently. Will something happen? Who will call to ask?"

"How could it be..." The boss's words stopped abruptly here, and Xiao Meng frowned beside him. Looking at Yang Zhenxing's expression. Then he took the phone out of his pocket and saw his reaction. Yang Zhenxing laughed, but before the phone was dialed, a younger brother had already ran over: "Miss is here."

This time it was Yang Zhenxing's turn to change his face slightly, and he made a quiet gesture behind him. One of his men walked to the side and dialed the phone. For a moment, the bell rang in the crowd.

Shasha was coming in from the door at this time. Several relatives who were familiar with her were talking next to him. Jia Ming walked aside carrying two packs of instant noodles, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and looked at it for a while. Turn on the call key: "Hey!"

"Who? Speak! Tell me who you are! Hey—" He shouted so loudly that almost everyone in the hall could hear him, but the other party didn't seem to answer, instead he just hung up. He held the phone for a long time, and the teenager murmured: "Wrong number?" When he dialed the number with his finger, and then put it on his ear, the ringtone of the phone rang from the man behind Yang Zhenxing. Jia Ming's gaze penetrated the crowd, and he fixed this side with a smile. The eyes of Xiao Meng and others are focused here at the same time.

Jia Ming looked over here, and Yang Zhenxing’s subordinate also looked at him faintly. The bell kept ringing on him. In this strange atmosphere, Jia Ming held the phone and gradually rustled with him. come over.

Since I entered the door, I saw Yang Zhenxing here. Shasha’s eyes tremble almost for the first time. Perhaps it was because Jiaming held her hand that this resentful girl didn’t. Immediately broke out, walked to the front of the person and stood still, Jia Ming still kept the posture of holding the phone to his ear: "Hey..."

I don’t know if there is any answer, but Jia Ming’s eyes are always locked on the person whose mobile phone is always ringing in front of him. After a while, he increased his voice: "Hey!"

"Did you call me?" He shouted at the man in front of him.

"Speak!"

"Is it right!"

"You are a dumb!" "Why are you dumb with your phone on your body! I have a brain disease!"

After yelling at the person in front of him, Jia Ming shrugged and hung up his phone: "It's not you. The phone you picked up, don't you say how I know if it's your friend... "After finishing talking, he threw the phone into the goldfish bowl next to him, glanced over Yang Zhenxing, squeezed his forehead somewhat helplessly, and then walked to the side of Xiao Meng. During this time, Sha Sha's eyes were always fixed fiercely Yang Zhenxing's face.

"Brother Meng, do me a favor, I have some ID cards here." He took out a pile of plastic things from his arms, "I picked them up in the public toilet today, in order to return them to them, help check their family The size, what Yu Xingcheng, Fei Jie, huh..."

Xiao Meng glanced at Yang Zhenxing, then took the things: "How come you make such a coincidence?"

"It’s such a coincidence, what can I do, I can pick up my ID card in the public toilet, and I also picked up a mobile phone. You can see it, so I won’t be given it to me by someone else. Right, by the way, please ask someone to bring the tableware and get some boiling water. Shasha and I have not eaten breakfast yet. The lawyer will not be here for a while..."

In Yang Zhenxing’s dark gaze, Jia Ming took Sha Sha and sat down on the sofa next to him. At this time, the situation was a bit weird. People didn’t dare to come over and make noise again. Sha Sha was sitting there. After moving, Jia Ming unpacked the package and started instant noodles with hot water. A few minutes later, he handed a bowl to Sha Sha, and then ate the noodles under the gaze of dozens of people.

With those more than a dozen younger brothers, Yang Zhenxing sat down on the opposite sofa with a smile on his face: "It's been a long time, Jia Ming, and niece Shasha."

"Well, it's been a long time, Uncle Yang, you are still so energetic." Jia Ming said hello with a smile, and his face was rusty with a cold expression beside him eating noodles.

"Hehe, I heard that Jiaming, you have become better. The other night, you beat Xiao Xue from the Xinning gang? Is this something? Oh, I wasn’t here at the time, or you could get better. I have seen it."

"There is a chance." Jia Ming smiled, "It was because I couldn't help it that day. You know, Xue Cheng is so annoying. A big man always looks like a wordy man. Everyone thinks about it. You have to fight him. Of course, if you come early, Uncle Yang, you should have seen it earlier. I am actually a pacifist and I have always been very repulsive to fighting..."

"I knew Jiaming that you were practicing martial arts~IndoMTL.com~ but I still didn't expect you to be able to fight like this when you shot." Yang Zhenxing looked quite emotional, "but it's best not to fight. Everyone who comes out now knows that being brave and ruthless is outdated. You can solve some problems, but often it will only bring up more problems. Besides, fighting is always overwhelming. There are many people watching Xiaomeng. , You can fight Xue Cheng, but..."

He smiled and spread his hands: "It's just an analogy, can you still beat me to the point."

This is pure temptation and provocation. At this moment, he is separated from Jia Ming by two or three meters, and there are more than a dozen murderous subordinates on both sides of him. Such a joke, of course, dare to open it. Opposite, Jia Ming's eyes widened, and he slammed the noodles into his mouth. While chewing hard, he reached out and wiped the noodle soup at the corner of his mouth. His smile became especially bright.

After putting down the bowl, he stretched his hand directly to the ashtray on the coffee table.

Yang Zhenxing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the bodies of more than a dozen people behind him tightened in an instant.

The next moment, there was an "ah" in the room, and someone’s body hit the ground. Then, there was an extremely chaotic voice. Jia Ming’s somewhat innocent tone echoed in the chaotic crowd: “No. You all heard about me, he asked me to beat him..."