Sundering Nature Chapter 246: Professional? Amateur?
lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapters in Vientiane!
Chapter 246 Professional? Amateur?
"Boy, my eldest brother is asking you something!" Seeing that Li Yiming was still silent on one side, the purple hair slapped the wooden curtain at the door and shouted loudly. It's hard to win an opportunity, how can you perform well in front of the boss, maybe this is the opportunity for yourself to rise.
"Don't know me?" Hearing Zi Mao's shout, Li Yiming slowly raised his head. Instead of looking at the yelling Zi Mao, he cast a calm gaze directly on Fat Ma's face.
Fatty Ma stared at each other in the air, and Fatty Ma was stunned for a while, and a familiar feeling gradually came to his mind. Then, Fatty Ma shivered all over, his feet were soft, and he almost knelt down.
"You...you...is you?" Fatty Ma said tremblingly, and the fat on his face was shaking uncontrollably.
"Sit." Li Yiming glanced at the chair in front of him, and steadily picked up the tea cup.
This fat man is no one else. It was because a teapot wanted to blackmail Li Yiming and Qinghe's fat boss. Later, Li Yiming saw him in the prison and learned a lot of Yunlong Group information from him.
"I...I..." Fatty Ma took a step forward, trembling, but couldn't take the second step. His fatty face was shiny, and he didn't know if it was oil or sweat.
"Long time no see." Li Yiming sighed inwardly. He narrowed his eyes to smile, but his stiff expression did not change at all.
But this squinting of eyes completely evoked the fear that Fatty Ma had deposited in the depths of his soul. With a click, his sturdy body knelt down.
"Big...Big brother..." Zi Mao was surprised and inexplicably, and subconsciously went to help the fat man on horse, but how can his thin body be able to hold a fat man of more than two hundred catties? A staggering, followed Fatty Ma to the ground.
"Don't be nervous, come and sit down and have a chat." Li Yiming laughed and laughed, intentionally or unconsciously through the window, glanced at the street outside, the gangsters on the road still gathered around the door, one by one, looking at the inside of the teahouse. The glass of the window is one-way, you can see the outside from the inside, but you can't see the inside from the outside.
"Big Brother...I...I don't know you are here..." Fatty Ma blinked vigorously, and beads of sweat dripping down his eyebrows down his eye sockets, astringent and bitter. He clearly remembered Li Yiming's smile at the time and the final fate of Yunlong Group. A behemoth that people look up to, disappeared overnight...
Fatty Ma thought a lot for a while, rich family grievances, politics/struggle, class struggle, official business shady...No matter which point, Fatty Ma could not get involved. He regrets it, why not quietly stay in jail Staying, why didn't you fly high after being released? Li Yiming's original warning once again reverberated in his ears: I will stare at you, and I will find you at any time...
The purple hair beside him finally saw the clues from Fatty Ma’s face. He didn’t think as much as Fatty Ma, but vaguely guessed that Fatty Ma had kicked the iron plate. The young man in front of him was not easy to provoke. . He got up from the ground convulsively, and quietly knelt beside Fatty Ma, with a docile face like a little maid. The sky collapsed and the ground sank into the fat cushion. He was just a little bit alone, and couldn't think of so much. With his active mind, he has already begun to wonder if he has a chance to climb up to the one in front of him, to see Fatty Ma’s attitude towards him, if he can follow him...
Everything that happened in the teahouse is not known to the gangsters outside the teahouse. Except for the sallow-faced brother Tian, the other gangsters don’t care. They used to listen to the instructions of the Tian brothers, but now they do things. It's smashed, Ma will blame him, and he can't be blamed. On the contrary, if Brother Tian falls, they may still have a chance to be in the upper ranks.
For a time, a crowd of gangsters took a few steps away from Brother Tian, intentionally or unintentionally. Brother Tian with glasses was very depressed. He hated Zi Mao miserably. While muttering in his heart, how to make up for his merits, he wondered how to deal with Zi Mao.
I was thinking about it, and suddenly I saw a business car slowly stopped across the street, the door opened, and four men and women in professional suits walked down.
Three men and one woman, four people, looked at the teahouse from a distance across the street, and walked towards the teahouse without any haste. Among them, a man at the back was holding a flower basket in his hand.
"Go to the teahouse?" Brother Tian moved inwardly and fixed his gaze on the headed woman.
This woman has a tall figure, a black professional suit, and fits her body. Her short and capable hair trembles gently with her footsteps. She is very heroic, especially the Danfeng eyes under the willow eyebrows. She is firm and agile. Thin lips, another stunning appearance, and the temptation of uniforms that are still alive...
The beauty approached, Brother Tian shook his head fiercely, and greeted him with a tilted neck. Fatty Ma’s slap in the face was still aching, and he didn’t dare to be stupid because of a woman.
Brother Tian stepped forward, and the gangsters around came up, blocking the entrance of the teahouse, Brother Yanshi.
"Huh?" Lin Lu, who looked down and thought, seemed to be worried, and suddenly found a dozen gangsters standing in front of her, frowning slightly.
The gangsters didn't speak, and stood slanted one by one, with a peculiar scorn on their faces. Although Fatty Ma's slaps didn't hit them on the face, they felt the same way. Now Fatty Ma was in the teahouse, and they didn't dare to neglect.
They have experienced many occasions like this, and even rehearsed many times. At this time, there is no need to speak. The pressure of silence is far more effective than verbal oppression.
Feeling the provocative gaze in front of her, Lin Lu twitched her mouth and looked suspiciously at a colleague behind her.
The man knew, shrugged helplessly, and muttered a few words in Lin Lu's ear.
"The developer?" Lin Lu was surprised.
Then the man didn't speak, but nodded gently.
"Lawlessness, take it all home." Lin Lu's eyes flashed with a glare, turned her head, and whispered to the walkie-talkie at the neckline.
Seeing that the men and women in front of him didn't seem to be intimidated by his aura, Brother Tian opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and walked forward two steps with three shakes, recalling the cruel words learned in the movie in his heart. The pair of eyes under the glasses are so big that they can increase their aura as much as possible.
But before he could speak out the dialogue that had been brewing for a long time, a dozen people rushed out from the street, including the aunt who bought the newspaper, the uncle who repaired the clock, the fruit vendor, the chick who ran at night...
"I'm going...Where is this acting?" Brother Tian was taken aback and looked suspiciously at the "people waiting" who surrounded a group of gangsters.
After a short period of astonishment, Brother Tian's forehead twitched, and the five fingerprints on his face were radiant. Although faintly felt that there was something wrong with the scene, the anger rose in his heart, and the suppressed resentment instantly found a breakthrough.
Come with Lao Tzu? Do you know what a career is and what an amateur is? Do you think "Country Love Story" was filmed?
"Heh! There are a lot of people?" Brother Tian was very angry and smiled, the expression on his face looked a little hideous. "It started beating me on this street, and it was the first time someone dared to surround me."
Tian Ge Yin smiled and slowly raised his right hand, and skillfully swiped behind his butt, a cold dagger appeared in his hand, and his wrist shook with a dash of his beautiful sword flower.
It was just when I fell asleep I met the pillow. I saw that the beauty of the forehead was hot, causing Ma Ge to slap twice. He was thinking about how to pass the merits and re-establish his prestige in front of the younger brother. Eyes came to the door, and suddenly a group of "just people" jumped out. If this doesn’t show up well, it’s simply utterly conscience...
Tian Ge's action seemed to be a signal. As his sword flower fell, the crowd behind him pulled out their weapons. They didn't know where their light clothes were hiding their weapons. In the blink of an eye, they saw iron rods, Chains, springs/knives, everyone is holding a murder weapon.
The gangster holding a murder weapon and the gangster with bare hands are completely two concepts. The evil spirit that erupts on the corner of the night is completely different. Especially the leading brother Tian, with a hideous face and shifted facial features, he wrote two slapped grievances and hatred for Zi Mao all on his face. If it weren’t for the other person standing in the forefront is a delicate little lady, he is now Already stabbed in the past.
"It’s not that my brother didn’t happen to be on you. Let me talk to Lao Tzu with a handle." Brother Tian played with the dagger cleverly. It is licentious/evil and provocative.
"Put down your weapon, hold your head in your hands, and kneel on the spot!" Lin Lu on the opposite side seemed to have not heard the warning from Brother Tian, and spoke with a gloomy face.
"Little bitch, you..." Brother Tian raised his neck, but the cruel words behind him were abruptly held back, because behind the woman who was seduced by the uniform, three black hole muzzles all pointed at him. .
I glanced in surprise, and I was shocked to find that the "people waiting" around, even had a pistol in their hands, aiming them firmly...
"Guckling!" The neat drool swallowing sounded all over the street corner again, but it was different from before. This time, the saliva didn't seem to be swallowed in place, as if a mouthful of thick phlegm was stuck in the throat, unable to come up or down.
"Three...Two..." Lin Lu expressionlessly began to count down.
The sound of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong is uniform, and the crowds are as if they have rehearsed.
Where did these gangsters have seen such a battle? When they were besieged by the police before, they would not have such a scene. You must know that the police in the celestial dynasty are not equipped with guns...not police...then these people...they are just Hustlers are amateurs, and these are the underworld.
The wooden door of the teahouse was slowly pushed open, and the trembling figure of Fatty Ma carefully exited the teahouse. The action of closing the door was like a bomb disposal, afraid that it would make a noise and startle the evil star inside.
Just as he let go of the doorknob with his fatty palm and let out a long breath, he saw a scene behind him.
A group of young boys knelt on the ground, holding their heads in their hands. There are more than a dozen black hole muzzles floating in front of them...
He exhaled this long breath, but Fatty Ma forgot to breathe it back, his fat face was flushed, his eyes exhaled, bloodshot.
"Are you their boss?" A clear but cold female voice rang in her ears, and Fatty Ma nodded in a daze.
"Get in the car by yourself." Lin Lu coldly dropped a word, opened the door of the restaurant, and walked in with a flower basket.
Fatty Ma woke up like a dream, nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, the fat on both chins swayed up and down violently, and his smart eyes instantly found the car Lin Lu said, and rushed to the car with small steps. Flew away, just ran away a few steps, but feared that his actions would misunderstand the muzzle around him, and then slowed down again, raised his hands high, and lightened his toes, if it weren't for the far-rolling body that was too fat , It really has a few "Four Little Swans" charm.
But Fatty Ma can't take care of so much now. He sorted out the scene he had faced Li Yiming just now in his mind, without daring to miss any details.
My performance just now should be okay...