Chapter 331 Death is Coming!
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Xie Yi Yi Yi
Chapter 331 Death is Coming!
Outside the Jinlitai clubhouse.
Two men took Wang Biao into a Lincoln and drove to his current residence.
At the same time, a Cullinan on the side of the road started quietly and followed Lincoln far away.
The few people in the car didn't notice it at all.
Soon came to a remote neighborhood, Lincoln slowly parked at the bottom of a building.
"I said Wang Biao, you live in this poor place?"
A thin man frowned.
This neighborhood is old and dilapidated, they drove their cars in directly, and no one came to take care of them when they parked downstairs.
Wang Biao scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I still owe Brother Leopard several million, and the house has been sold long ago. How can I still have the money to live in a high-end community? I'll trouble you two to make do with it."
The two glanced at the dirty, old-fashioned corridor without an elevator, and shook their heads in unison.
The other fat man frowned and said, "You can make do with it, we won't go up, we can deal with it in the car overnight."
"what?"
Wang Biao was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "What if someone comes to the door? Brother Bao asked you to protect me. If something happens to me, you will not be able to get rid of it!"
The fat man grabbed his collar and said in a dark voice, "You are tired of riding horses, how dare you threaten me?"
Fatty's ferocious appearance scared Wang Biao to death, and he said incoherently, "Brother, don't get me wrong, how dare I threaten you!"
The fat man let go of his hand, frowned and said, "Then hurry up and get out!"
"Good, good!"
Wang Biao scrambled and got out of the car.
Looking at his panicked figure, the thin man frowned and said, "Why do I feel that Wang Biao doesn't seem to be lying? He seems really scared."
The fat man looked disdainful, "This kind of person thinks the wind is rain, and they take a casual threat seriously. How can a person in the hotel business be like sand people at every turn?"
"It seems to make sense."
Although the thin man felt that something was wrong, he couldn't find a reason to refute it.
"Okay bro, let's have a drink together."
The fat man patted him on the shoulder.
The thin man shook his head and said, "No, this is the task entrusted by Brother Bao after all, even if it is just a show, you have to do enough."
"Okay, then let's take turns watching." Fatty said.
Night draws out.
In the Lincoln SUV, the fat man had already fallen asleep, while the thin man was staring at the corridor entrance without blinking.
For some reason, he was a little uneasy, always feeling that something was about to happen.
At this time, a woman wearing a black mask and tight-fitting night clothes passed by quietly, and they didn't notice it at all.
In other words, under the cover of night, they couldn't see clearly at all.
sixth floor.
The small room was in a mess, with dirty clothes, smelly socks, and takeaway bags everywhere.
And Wang Biao was holding the instant noodle box, sitting in a barely clean corner, sucking on the instant noodles.
"Damn it, when I have money, I must live in a big mansion!"
His eyes were red with indignation.
"That slut Ling Wei, who says he has no money, actually got a lot of money! It seems that 1000 million will be less, at least a few million more!"
"Oh, I thought that little bastard Xinxin would only drag me down, but now it seems that she is my hope for a comeback!"
"How to ask for money, you have to plan carefully. That Mr. Jiang is much more difficult than Ling Wei."
"But it doesn't matter, as long as I don't die for a day, Ling Wei can only compromise infinitely. It is impossible for someone surnamed Jiang to be by her side 24 hours a day!"
"No matter how bad it is, Brother Bao! Hmph, what Lin Zhongbao said is nice, I don't believe he doesn't want money!"
"After getting the money, pay him back what I owe, and I can keep several million for myself!"
In just a few minutes, Wang Biao seemed to have transformed from a pauper with nothing into a millionaire.
The fresh shrimp and fish ban noodles in my hand taste like lobster.
However, he never thought that in this vortex, he was the smallest and most insignificant role.
Even Ling Wei has several times stronger influence than him.
It is true that small and big things exist, but the premise is that the difference in magnitude cannot be too large, otherwise it is like a mouse eating an elephant.
Exists only in fantasy.
dong dong dong.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Wang Biao was taken aback for a moment, and then his face showed joy, "Could it be that those two people are worried and ready to come up to protect me?"
He walked quickly to the door, and before opening the door, he habitually took a look at the cat's eyes.
But the corridor was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.
"Strange, there is no power outage here." Wang Biao was a little puzzled.
Suddenly he thought of something, and goosebumps popped up all over his body instantly.
Even if there is a power outage in the community, there will be emergency lights. It is dark now, and it is obvious that someone blocked the cat's eyes!
If it was Brother Leopard, he would never do this!
Boom boom boom!
The knock on the door sounded again.
Wang Biao scrambled and ran to the sofa, ready to use his mobile phone to call the two people downstairs.
At this moment, there was a muffled sound of "bang" when the hand was stretched out, accompanied by the piercing metal sour sound.
His body was stiff in place, and he looked back slowly, almost limp on the ground.
I saw a pale hand abruptly piercing through the metal anti-theft door, and there was not even a cut in the hand!
Under Wang Biao's horrified gaze, that hand held the doorknob inside the house and slowly turned it down.
Squeak.
The old anti-theft door opened slowly, and the dim light in the corridor came in.
A slender woman wearing a black mask stood in front of the door, her face seemed to be shrouded in mist, and she couldn't see her face clearly at all.
Wang Biao wanted to scream, but he was so frightened that he couldn't pull up any strength. He asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
The woman walked to his side, looking directly at him indifferently.
"You are right, sir asked me to send you on your way."
Her voice has no characteristics, and it is difficult to make an impression after listening to it.
"On the road?!"
Wang Biao felt the urge to urinate, "Who the hell are you? And who is Mr.?"
The woman didn't answer, she stretched out her hand to grab his neck, and easily lifted him into the air.
Wang Biao's face was blue and purple, and he was struggling violently, but the opponent's arms were like iron tongs, and they didn't move at all.
"Mr. said, let you hide it well, and don't be found. It seems a pity, your level of hide-and-seek is too bad."
The woman's voice was low, indifferent and without a trace of emotion.
Wang Biao's eyes were filled with fear and remorse.
Sure enough, it was him, he didn't just talk casually, but really wanted to die himself!
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Click!
With a crisp sound, Wang Biao's neck was twisted into a strange angle, and his eyes popped out, as if they were about to leave their sockets.
The dead can no longer die.
After the woman was sure that he was dead, she threw the body directly from the window.
Accompanied by a loud "bang", one after another sirens sounded in the community.
The woman clapped her hands, turned and left the room, disappearing into the night.
"I said brother, are you still asleep?"
Fatty sat up from the back seat and asked while yawning.
The thin man rubbed his eyes and said in a low voice: "I don't know what's going on, I always feel like something is going to happen."
The fat man patted him on the shoulder amusedly, "Brother, you're too nervous, go to sleep for a while, I'll watch over you."
"I hope so."
The thin man sighed, and was about to push the door to get out of the car, when there was a loud "bang" from above his head, the whole car shook, and the carport was even sunken!
"I'll go! What's the situation!?"
The voice stopped abruptly.
I saw Wang Biao's head drooping weakly, and a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at them dully.
The two swallowed their saliva, their scalps went numb, and they were panic-stricken!
"Fuck, fuck?!"
Jinlitai clubhouse, general manager office.
Lin Zhongbao was leaning on the boss chair, with his eyes closed and a relaxed expression, enjoying the top service from the former Miss Hong Kong Island.
Others can only fantasize about the YY goddess, her movements are gentle and considerate at this time, and her eyes are flattering.
That's the benefit of money.
"The world is bustling with interests, are you right?"
Lin Zhongbao said softly.
Miss Hong Kong Island raised her head and smiled charmingly, "Brother Bao is right."
Lin Zhongbao smiled, nodded and said, "Continue."
"Hmm~"
Ring Ring Ring!
Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.
Lin Zhongbao glanced at the night outside, and frowned slightly, "What time is it, who is so closed-eyed, calling now?"
He reached for the phone and said impatiently after connecting, "Who is it?"
"Leopard, Brother Leopard!"
There was a panicked voice from the other end.
"Ajie?"
Lin Zhongbao wondered: "What's wrong? Wang Biao ran away?"
"No, he didn't run, and he can't run away either."
Ajie's voice was difficult.
"What happened?" Lin Zhongbao frowned.
"Wang Biaota"
"died!"
Lin Zhongbao shrank his pupils, threw away Miss Hong Kong Island, and stood up suddenly.
"What did you say? Wang Biao is dead?!"
(End of this chapter)
Outside the Jinlitai clubhouse.
Two men took Wang Biao into a Lincoln and drove to his current residence.
At the same time, a Cullinan on the side of the road started quietly and followed Lincoln far away.
The few people in the car didn't notice it at all.
Soon came to a remote neighborhood, Lincoln slowly parked at the bottom of a building.
"I said Wang Biao, you live in this poor place?"
A thin man frowned.
This neighborhood is old and dilapidated, they drove their cars in directly, and no one came to take care of them when they parked downstairs.
Wang Biao scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I still owe Brother Leopard several million, and the house has been sold long ago. How can I still have the money to live in a high-end community? I'll trouble you two to make do with it."
The two glanced at the dirty, old-fashioned corridor without an elevator, and shook their heads in unison.
The other fat man frowned and said, "You can make do with it, we won't go up, we can deal with it in the car overnight."
"what?"
Wang Biao was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "What if someone comes to the door? Brother Bao asked you to protect me. If something happens to me, you will not be able to get rid of it!"
The fat man grabbed his collar and said in a dark voice, "You are tired of riding horses, how dare you threaten me?"
Fatty's ferocious appearance scared Wang Biao to death, and he said incoherently, "Brother, don't get me wrong, how dare I threaten you!"
The fat man let go of his hand, frowned and said, "Then hurry up and get out!"
"Good, good!"
Wang Biao scrambled and got out of the car.
Looking at his panicked figure, the thin man frowned and said, "Why do I feel that Wang Biao doesn't seem to be lying? He seems really scared."
The fat man looked disdainful, "This kind of person thinks the wind is rain, and they take a casual threat seriously. How can a person in the hotel business be like sand people at every turn?"
"It seems to make sense."
Although the thin man felt that something was wrong, he couldn't find a reason to refute it.
"Okay bro, let's have a drink together."
The fat man patted him on the shoulder.
The thin man shook his head and said, "No, this is the task entrusted by Brother Bao after all, even if it is just a show, you have to do enough."
"Okay, then let's take turns watching." Fatty said.
Night draws out.
In the Lincoln SUV, the fat man had already fallen asleep, while the thin man was staring at the corridor entrance without blinking.
For some reason, he was a little uneasy, always feeling that something was about to happen.
At this time, a woman wearing a black mask and tight-fitting night clothes passed by quietly, and they didn't notice it at all.
In other words, under the cover of night, they couldn't see clearly at all.
sixth floor.
The small room was in a mess, with dirty clothes, smelly socks, and takeaway bags everywhere.
And Wang Biao was holding the instant noodle box, sitting in a barely clean corner, sucking on the instant noodles.
"Damn it, when I have money, I must live in a big mansion!"
His eyes were red with indignation.
"That slut Ling Wei, who says he has no money, actually got a lot of money! It seems that 1000 million will be less, at least a few million more!"
"Oh, I thought that little bastard Xinxin would only drag me down, but now it seems that she is my hope for a comeback!"
"How to ask for money, you have to plan carefully. That Mr. Jiang is much more difficult than Ling Wei."
"But it doesn't matter, as long as I don't die for a day, Ling Wei can only compromise infinitely. It is impossible for someone surnamed Jiang to be by her side 24 hours a day!"
"No matter how bad it is, Brother Bao! Hmph, what Lin Zhongbao said is nice, I don't believe he doesn't want money!"
"After getting the money, pay him back what I owe, and I can keep several million for myself!"
In just a few minutes, Wang Biao seemed to have transformed from a pauper with nothing into a millionaire.
The fresh shrimp and fish ban noodles in my hand taste like lobster.
However, he never thought that in this vortex, he was the smallest and most insignificant role.
Even Ling Wei has several times stronger influence than him.
It is true that small and big things exist, but the premise is that the difference in magnitude cannot be too large, otherwise it is like a mouse eating an elephant.
Exists only in fantasy.
dong dong dong.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Wang Biao was taken aback for a moment, and then his face showed joy, "Could it be that those two people are worried and ready to come up to protect me?"
He walked quickly to the door, and before opening the door, he habitually took a look at the cat's eyes.
But the corridor was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.
"Strange, there is no power outage here." Wang Biao was a little puzzled.
Suddenly he thought of something, and goosebumps popped up all over his body instantly.
Even if there is a power outage in the community, there will be emergency lights. It is dark now, and it is obvious that someone blocked the cat's eyes!
If it was Brother Leopard, he would never do this!
Boom boom boom!
The knock on the door sounded again.
Wang Biao scrambled and ran to the sofa, ready to use his mobile phone to call the two people downstairs.
At this moment, there was a muffled sound of "bang" when the hand was stretched out, accompanied by the piercing metal sour sound.
His body was stiff in place, and he looked back slowly, almost limp on the ground.
I saw a pale hand abruptly piercing through the metal anti-theft door, and there was not even a cut in the hand!
Under Wang Biao's horrified gaze, that hand held the doorknob inside the house and slowly turned it down.
Squeak.
The old anti-theft door opened slowly, and the dim light in the corridor came in.
A slender woman wearing a black mask stood in front of the door, her face seemed to be shrouded in mist, and she couldn't see her face clearly at all.
Wang Biao wanted to scream, but he was so frightened that he couldn't pull up any strength. He asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
The woman walked to his side, looking directly at him indifferently.
"You are right, sir asked me to send you on your way."
Her voice has no characteristics, and it is difficult to make an impression after listening to it.
"On the road?!"
Wang Biao felt the urge to urinate, "Who the hell are you? And who is Mr.?"
The woman didn't answer, she stretched out her hand to grab his neck, and easily lifted him into the air.
Wang Biao's face was blue and purple, and he was struggling violently, but the opponent's arms were like iron tongs, and they didn't move at all.
"Mr. said, let you hide it well, and don't be found. It seems a pity, your level of hide-and-seek is too bad."
The woman's voice was low, indifferent and without a trace of emotion.
Wang Biao's eyes were filled with fear and remorse.
Sure enough, it was him, he didn't just talk casually, but really wanted to die himself!
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Click!
With a crisp sound, Wang Biao's neck was twisted into a strange angle, and his eyes popped out, as if they were about to leave their sockets.
The dead can no longer die.
After the woman was sure that he was dead, she threw the body directly from the window.
Accompanied by a loud "bang", one after another sirens sounded in the community.
The woman clapped her hands, turned and left the room, disappearing into the night.
"I said brother, are you still asleep?"
Fatty sat up from the back seat and asked while yawning.
The thin man rubbed his eyes and said in a low voice: "I don't know what's going on, I always feel like something is going to happen."
The fat man patted him on the shoulder amusedly, "Brother, you're too nervous, go to sleep for a while, I'll watch over you."
"I hope so."
The thin man sighed, and was about to push the door to get out of the car, when there was a loud "bang" from above his head, the whole car shook, and the carport was even sunken!
"I'll go! What's the situation!?"
The voice stopped abruptly.
I saw Wang Biao's head drooping weakly, and a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at them dully.
The two swallowed their saliva, their scalps went numb, and they were panic-stricken!
"Fuck, fuck?!"
Jinlitai clubhouse, general manager office.
Lin Zhongbao was leaning on the boss chair, with his eyes closed and a relaxed expression, enjoying the top service from the former Miss Hong Kong Island.
Others can only fantasize about the YY goddess, her movements are gentle and considerate at this time, and her eyes are flattering.
That's the benefit of money.
"The world is bustling with interests, are you right?"
Lin Zhongbao said softly.
Miss Hong Kong Island raised her head and smiled charmingly, "Brother Bao is right."
Lin Zhongbao smiled, nodded and said, "Continue."
"Hmm~"
Ring Ring Ring!
Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.
Lin Zhongbao glanced at the night outside, and frowned slightly, "What time is it, who is so closed-eyed, calling now?"
He reached for the phone and said impatiently after connecting, "Who is it?"
"Leopard, Brother Leopard!"
There was a panicked voice from the other end.
"Ajie?"
Lin Zhongbao wondered: "What's wrong? Wang Biao ran away?"
"No, he didn't run, and he can't run away either."
Ajie's voice was difficult.
"What happened?" Lin Zhongbao frowned.
"Wang Biaota"
"died!"
Lin Zhongbao shrank his pupils, threw away Miss Hong Kong Island, and stood up suddenly.
"What did you say? Wang Biao is dead?!"
(End of this chapter)
