(Ten Thousand Words, please accept it with a smile. I caught fish in the farmhouse for a day yesterday. It was really comfortable to unzip and feel comfortable. Thank you Yu Jing, 500 starting coins for rewards.)

A few minutes later.

The gangster Dachang led Kuishan into the private room.

When Gao Shixiu saw the visitor, he smiled and said, "Kuishan, how long have you been my driver?"

Kuishan didn't understand why, so he answered honestly.

"It's been almost four years."

Gao Shixiu nodded and said with emotion: "Four years have passed, it's been a long time. I heard that my aunt has been hospitalized recently?"

"Yes, early stage lung cancer, chemotherapy is currently underway."

"Auntie is fine..."

Gao Shixiu waved and said, "Come here, Kuishan, let me show you something good."

Kuishan frowned, and suddenly felt restless and had a bad premonition.

But he dared not disobey Gao Shixiu's words.

Kuishan quickly stepped forward.

Gao Shixiu gently clicked the video play button and twisted the laptop.

"Kuishan, is the video good? What do you think!"

The moment Kuishan saw the video, he stood there in horror.

He was just about to explain, when Gao Shixiu suddenly attacked. He pressed Kuishan's neck with one hand, picked up the ashtray with the other hand and slapped it hard on the other person's head.

Only those who are closest to him can take these videos, and only the driver Kuishan who has the opportunity to shoot the video is left.

Gao Shixiu shouted angrily while smashing it.

"Say, who asked you to take the video!"

The severe pain swept across his body, and Kuishan let out a shrill scream, begging for mercy desperately.

"Sorry, I'm wrong. My mother needs money for chemotherapy. Don't kill me. It was a stranger who gave me money and asked me to do it..."

Gao Shixiu was unmoved.

He already had an answer in his heart.

One after another, blood flowed from the long table in the private room in a blink of an eye.

The driver Kuishan gradually stopped struggling and twitching.

Gao Shixiu grabbed the ashtray and sat on the sofa, gasping heavily.

He shook the blood stains on his hand and said panting: "Dachang, call a few people to come in and deal with it!"

"A good director."

The gangster Dachang swallowed, turned around and ran out of the room.

It took a while.

Gao Shixiu's subordinates walked in. They were holding black plastic bags in their hands. They skillfully put Kuishan's crow body into the bag, and then sealed the mouth with tape.

Others pour bleach on the table and the floor to clean the blood.

A gangster walked up to Gao Shixiu.

"Leave it to me, director!"

Gao Shixiu threw the ashtray to his subordinates.

"Treat it cleanly, don't leave your tail."

"Don't worry, director, it's not the first time we've done this."

Gao Shixiu nodded, stood up and left the room with a wandering look.

It was just that when he stepped out of the box in one step, he made a decision instantly.

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The next day.

Seoul, Gangnam-gu.

Three percent holes.

Gao Shixiu stood in front of a high-end apartment building and hesitated, stepped out with one foot, and then retracted.

Several times in a row, he finally made up his mind to enter the building.

Cui Jiongpei wants to kill him, but no one can protect himself except Cui Yixian.

Dingdong!

The elevator door is open.

The nanny was waiting for a long time and said in a Busan dialect: "Director Gao, the president is waiting for you in the study!"

Gao Shixiu nodded and followed the nanny to the study.

Dangdangdang......

A knock on the door sounded.

"Come in!"

The nanny pushed the door and entered: "President, Director Gao is here."

Gao Shixiu walked around the nanny and bowed to Choi Yixian.

"President, I'm here."

Cui Yixian ordered the nanny.

"Go and pour two cups of tea."

The nanny turned around and left the room.

Cui Yixian said again: "Don't stand, sit, treat this place as your own home."

Gao Shixiu sat obediently on the sofa.

It took a while.

The nanny walked into the study with a tray, placed two cups of steaming tea on the coffee table, then turned around and left, and closed the door.

Cui Yixian raised his cup and took a sip of tea.

When Gao Shixiu saw it, he hurriedly picked up the teacup and took a few sips.

Choi Yixian put down the teacup and said slowly: "Sexiu, you know the rules. You can go to Seoul without contacting you in advance. It seems that you are in big trouble!"

Gao Shixiu pondered for a moment, hiding the key, and reporting the truth half and half falsely.

"President, Cui Jiongpei wants to kill me!"

As soon as this is said.

Cui Yixian subconsciously straightened his back, frowned, and said with a serious expression: "What's going on? Why did he kill you for no reason?"

Gao Shixiu had already thought of a countermeasure.

"President, Choi Hyung-pei has not been idle during the period when he returned to Busan. Many people visit him every day, including several directors..."

"I have received even more news recently that Cui Jiongpei wants to retake the five-star sect, but you know very well that the current control of the five-star sect is in your hands..."

"So Cui Jiongpei plans to cut off his wings and prepare to attack us..."

Plop!

Gao Shixiu knelt on the ground and hugged Cui Yixian's legs.

"President, you want to save me!"

Cui Yixian reached out to help Gao Shixiu kneel on the ground.

"Shixiu, I'm old and haven't been in charge of the five-star sect for a long time. Someone may not listen to what I say!"

Gao Shixiu was happy and hurriedly said, "President, you are the Dinghai Shenjian of the Five-Star Sect. Who dares not listen to you? I will be the first to destroy him!"

Cui Yixian waved his hand.

"Okay, you guys can flatter you, Xiao Cui is still the same, he only knows how to fight and kill, and he doesn't use his brain..."

"The world has changed today, and the era that relies on fists to rule everything has long become a thing of the past..."

"Cui Jiongpei moved you, just to start an internal strife among the five-star sect. Don't say I don't agree, other directors will not agree..."

Speaking of this, he changed his subject and asked, "Shixiu, what is the purpose of us working hard to make the Five-Star School bigger and stronger?"

Gao Shixiu pondered for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed.

"Money, make money!"
To be continued...