[Volume 1] Section 2397: Give you face? Which shallots do you count 14

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"Boss, it's me! Little award, the boss Chen Ming is not inside?" There was the voice of a young guy outside. He claimed to be "little awareness".

"Oh, it is the brother of our Dragon Soul Club! This product is short and small, and the surname is still martial arts; everyone calls him Wu Dalang!" He remembered that this product should be his original hand;

The brother of the soul club.

"What do this guy come here?" The fat pig king grabbed a "sauce chicken claw" on the table.

"There should be something important! Otherwise, he will not come to the door." Said the broom.

"Let him come in!" Chen Ming said. Ma Ge had to get up, opened the door of the roller, and put the kid in.

Looking at this person carefully, it is really short, about one meter of about one meter; and, what it looks like is really like Wu Dalang. Chen Ming almost didn't hold back.

Come out; however, the majesty of the boss still made him stretch his face, and he didn't laugh anyway.

"What's wrong? Little Warriors, what are you doing here?" The praying mantis sipped a bite of ice beer, raised his head, and looked at the "Wuda Lang" to ask.

"Boss, I'm here to pass the news!" The little martial arts said with a smile. Obviously, he did not expect that so many high -levels of Longhun Club would be here.

"News? What news ??" Other people in Longhun Club, puzzled for a while. But Chen Ming laughed because he ordered it. Let the brothers of his men pay attention to G City, recently, recently, recently, recently, the recent recent, the recent recent, the recent one, recently, the recent recent, the recent recent, the recent one, the recent recent ones, recently

There will be any wind sounds on the road. If there is any news about the four -person group and the Sichuan Gang, come immediately to tell yourself.

Chen Ming grabbed a jar of ice beer from the table and threw it over. The short Wu Dalang had a good skill, and grabbed it as soon as he reached out.

"Drink wine, take a little rest, and say it slowly." Chen Ming's governance gang has always been a clear reward and punishment. For this diligent younger brother, he never treats them.

"Thank you boss, thank you boss." The younger brother got Chen Ming's ice beer, and the whole person smiled and thanked him. After pulling the jar, he gurgled himself and poured himself.

This is a little bit, and it looks satisfied.

"Say! What did you bring?" Chen Ming asked.

"Reporting the boss, the latest news. At this moment, the Hechuan Gang and the four groups are looking for the people who are looking for this Xinglonghui. As long as someone on the road knows it, tell them that there will be 50,000 bonuses!

"The younger brother's eyes were bright. Looking at him, obviously he wanted to get these 50,000 yuan.

Hearing this news, the cadres of the other Xinglong Club grinned all of them. They swept the scene with the Sichuan Gang, and the other party did not find them.

There is no relationship, why do you want to find them?

"Then, give you a chance! Go to the ventilation and report to the letter. Let's say that Xinglong will be here, how about getting 100,000 yuan?" Chen Ming's sudden sentence made the face of the little martial arts whiter
Chapter completed!