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788. Chapter 788 Killing a pain (1)

Even though the car was very space, there was still room for a few people to sit in. However, the boss, he had not spoken yet. Who gave them the courage to not only hand the car to the enemy, but also dared to get in the car and sit with him, the boss?

Boss Qiu's face darkened and he shouted loudly: "Who asked you to come up? Get out of here!"

"Boss Qiu, I haven't seen you for a long time, you still have such a big temper!" A somewhat familiar but strange voice came from the mouth of the person opposite.

When Qiu Shangtian heard this, he couldn't help but tremble. He said that he was familiar because he heard who the owner of the voice was. He felt unfamiliar because the voice had disappeared for several months. At that time, the Japanese police had clearly confirmed that the person was dead, but he didn't expect that he would come back half a year later. Qiu Shangtian carefully looked at the two people sitting opposite him, although they all lowered their heads and couldn't see their faces clearly. But he could also determine who they were from their figure.

"You are not dead? Why are you back now?" After asking this, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. "You betrayed me and turned to your opponent?"

"No, we didn't betray you." The Hong Kong killer shook his head and denied.

"What's going on now?" Qiu Shangtian sneered: "Don't tell me, you are back now to complete the transaction that you didn't complete at the beginning."

"Yes, we are here for this." The Thai killer continued: "You still owe us half of the commission, we are back to ask for debt."

"Haha..." Qiu Shangtian laughed wildly and said contemptuously: "You are coming back to ask for debts? As professional killers, if you can't complete the task, do you still have the face to ask me for money?" After pausing, he said proudly: "Okay! I have money. It's not impossible for you to ask for money. But..."

"No," the two killers interrupted him at the same time. "That money was exchanged for our lives. You can't owe people the debt you have to pay."

Qiu Shangtian sarcastically said coldly: "Is life exchanged? Whose life used? Your own..." Suddenly, Qiu Shangtian choked his throat when he was halfway through his words. He saw his eyes wide open, his pupils tightened, and he looked at the two bloody faces opposite him in fear.

"That's right, it's ours." The two killers continued gloomyly.

"Ghost!" Qiu Shangtian came to his senses and shouted in horror: "You, you are ghosts!"

The two killers looked at each other and nodded proudly to admit.

"Yes, we are ghosts. Debt collectors, come to you to ask for the reward we deserve. If you don't give it to..."

The threats cannot be said too directly. Even ghosts understand this truth. They have no attack power, but they have the power to deter! Humans have a natural fear of ghosts and gods, and that is their most advantageous weapon.

"Give it, I will give it. I will give it as much as I want, but you must promise me. You can't bully my son below." Qiu Shangtang thought that he was not himself. He was not afraid of death when he came out to make trouble. He only cared about his son.

"Brother, brother!" Lao Wu shook Qiu Shangtian desperately, "Brother, wake up!"

Qiu Shangtian turned around and ordered to the butler: "Lao Wu, hurry up, call Master Mingjing and ask him to help Asu and Scartou do a ritual. Then let someone burn more gold, silver and treasures for them. Just do what you do according to the ceremony for Shaotang!"

"Brother Tian, ​​what's going on?" Lao Wu looked at his boss and said worriedly: "Are you being possessed by evil spirits? Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

"He is not a traitor, he is just a ghost." Miss Tong turned around and explained to him with a smile.

"You girl is making trouble again!" Lao Wu could no longer bear it. He pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Miss Tong's head. He said cruelly: "Girl, I know you are a little witch. But don't pretend to be a ghost in front of grandpa. My gun is not a vegetarian!"

"Does your gun have a son?" Miss Tong asked disapprovingly.

"You'll know if you try it." Lao Wu said gritting his teeth. He has never seen a woman who can be so calm when he is pressed against his head. No, she is just a yellow-haired girl, not even a woman.

"No need to try it. Do you think you got into the car. Will I let your gun have bullets?" Miss Tong raised her hand and held his muzzle.

As he said, he was like a magic trick, and when he flipped his palm, he turned into a magazine.

Lao Wu was naturally very familiar with his own things. He glanced at the magazine, suddenly withdrew the gun and turned it over. There was indeed no magazine inside. The gun was in his hand. But why did the magazine go into her? Is there really a ghost?

"you……"

"How did I get it right?" Miss Tong asked in front of him. Before he nodded, Miss Tong then said: "Actually, you don't need to know this question. As long as you know a common sense, if a gun is missing a magazine, the weight will be completely different. In this way, next time you can avoid the embarrassing scene of using an empty gun to press against someone else's head."

A yellow-haired girl actually taught him how to use a gun? When I kill someone with a gun, don’t talk about you, you, Lao Dou, don’t know where to circulate!

Lao Wu stared at the arrogant girl in anger. He greeted her family's eighth generation in his heart. However, he couldn't scold her. The reason was very simple. As an old man who had been a gun for decades, he didn't know that his gun was off the magazine. This person was indeed lost.

The two killers over there were still negotiating with Boss Qiu. They knew Boss Qiu and were afraid that they would deal with his son below. Naturally, they got another code to fight for greater benefits for themselves!

After the fifth uncle didn't get a good job with Miss Tong, he went back to take care of his boss who was hitting a ghost in his house.

Miss Tong and Xiao Xingzai are now just sitting on the wall to watch.

Although Young Master Lin, who was concentrating on driving, did not look back and watched the show, his expression on his face was laughing. This girl was so playful. Look at what she played these two big men in Hong Kong, Wei Zhen, Hong Kong, and Black and White. It was like playing a monkey show.
Chapter completed!
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