"What do you mean? Do you want to kill that white boy?" Lingxia looked at Ye Luo, with a trace of confusion in his watery eyes.
Although Ye Luo never said who the boy No. 7 was, it was obvious that Ling Xiao had already guessed that it was Ye Luo.
There are only two people left, and both of them can survive. At this time, why continue to fight with the white boy?
Since the white boy is tall and big, it is definitely unwise to attack him at this time. You may not win, and it can even be said that there is a high probability that you will lose.
The main reason why No. 7 was able to kill No. 15 was by relying on a sneak attack, because No. 15 thought he was dead and had no defense against him.
But now, the white boy was already on guard against him. Not only was he on guard, but after seeing him kill No. 15, he must have become extremely wary of him.
It's really unwise to take action at this time.
To put it bluntly, even if No. 7 can win in the end, it will definitely be a tragic victory. It may be scarred all over and even the hands and feet may be broken.
Under the circumstances at that time, once the injury was serious, it was basically a dead end.
Even a small wound may lead to infection and eventually death.
It's not impossible for No. 7 to kill the white boy. He can wait until later, when he is strong enough or the opportunity is good enough, to ensure his own safety.
Ye Luo smiled and took another puff of cigarette.
"Why didn't you say anything?" Lingxia asked.
The story was reaching its most exciting part, and it ended so abruptly, which made Zero very unhappy.
"Because, I can't make it up anymore." Ye Luo laughed.
below zero:"……"
"Is it all made up?"
Ye Luo: "What else? Two kids teamed up to kill dozens of people. Do you believe it?"
"This...then where did the wound on your heart come from?"
"When I was a kid, I went to steal food from the orphanage kitchen and accidentally got hurt."
"What kind of injury can penetrate your entire body?"
"There was no penetrating wound. The injury was on my back. In order to make it look more hanging, I made a wound on my chest. This way it looked like a penetrating wound. It looked very hanging and could be used to bluff
Man, look at you, have you been stunned by me?"
Lingxia obviously didn't believe it and wanted to continue asking, but at this time, the phone rang.
"My foster father is here and is already downstairs," Lingxia said.
Ye Luo nodded, got dressed, and then followed Lingxia downstairs.
The Mandala Bar is closed to the public today, and even the basic staff are on holiday. After all, we have to negotiate with the Wang family here today. Even though it is the territory of the Jiumen Group, if Wang Hai gets into trouble, it will really lead to a fight to the death.
If they all die together, even the Jiumen Group will suffer a lot of losses, so the fewer irrelevant people, the better.
"Father, you are here." Lingxia saw Du Jiusheng and greeted him respectfully.
Although Lingxia now holds more shares in Jiumen Group than Du Jiusheng, as for Lingxia, any shares are just clouds and illusions.
In her heart, Du Jiusheng has always been her adoptive father and the head of the Jiumen Group.
The last time I dealt with Ye Luo did make Lingxia a little surprised and helpless, but after all, that thing was done by Du Shaojie and had nothing to do with Du Jiusheng. Moreover, Du Jiusheng's attitude was considered sincere, so Lingxia would not keep putting that matter aside.
Heart.
Lingxia despises Du Shaojie, but that doesn't stop him from respecting and being grateful to Du Jiusheng.
"Haha, you look good. It's your first time to negotiate with the Wang family on behalf of our Jiumen Group. Aren't you nervous?" Du Jiusheng looked at Lingxia and smiled.
"As long as my adoptive father is here, I won't be nervous." Lingxia replied.
"Hahaha, that won't work. This is your first time negotiating head-on with Wang Hai, so I'm here to cheer you up. From now on, you'll have to take charge of it all by yourself." Du Jiusheng patted Lingxia's shoulder and smiled.
road.
"Mr. Ye, you are here too." Du Jiusheng saw Ye Luo standing next to Lingxia, and was not too surprised. Ye Luo is Lingxia's man, so it was normal for him to come together on such an occasion.
Ye Luo nodded, glanced at Du Jiusheng, and then saw Du Shaojie following Du Jiusheng.
This guy was very good today. He stood there without saying anything, just like a good baby.
"Haha, this kid has never seen the world before. He thought that the assets of my Jiumen Group fell from the sky and didn't know how to cherish them. Speaking of which, I was spoiled, so I did so many wrong things before.
Let him come and see the world today, let him know that shopping malls are like battlefields, let him know that everything he has, food and drink, are all obtained by fighting with our blood and even our lives.
I hope he can improve."
Hearing Du Jiusheng's words, Ye Luo was a little surprised.
It was somewhat beyond Ye Luo's expectation that Du Jiusheng could have such an awareness.
Du Shaojie is a bastard, there is no doubt about it.
If it weren't for the fact that he was Du Jiusheng's son, then he would have died the last time he tried to kill Ye Luo.
No,
If he was not Du Jiusheng's son, he might have died long ago, and he probably wouldn't even have a chance to see Ye Luo.
Ye Luo originally thought that Du Shaojie would be killed sooner or later, but after listening to Du Jiusheng today, if he changes his education methods and disciplines him well in the future, he might still have a chance.
"Haha, I used to devote myself wholeheartedly to the Jiumen Group. I was thinking about making more money, expanding my territory, thinking about power, thinking about status, and almost neglected the education of my son. That's why Shaojie became what he is now.
It seems that this was my dereliction of duty. It just so happens that now that Lingxiao is willing to take on this important task, I can also spend time with my son and make up for it."
Du Jiusheng smiled like a kind father.
Zero was very moved, and his eyes were a little red.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank Mr. Ye for giving me such an opportunity, otherwise I don't know when I would realize this problem." Du Jiusheng looked at Ye Luo and said.
"Thank you." Ye Luo smiled: "Just don't think about killing me."
"Hehehe, Mr. Ye is joking."
Lingxia also pulled Ye Luo, a little worried about another conflict between Ye Luo and Du Jiusheng or Du Shaojie.
"Let's go, go to the underground dance floor and take a rest first. Wang Hai and the others are almost here."
The group of people followed the spiral staircase to the basement level of the bar.
This is not a parking garage, but an underground dance floor, which is also the busier place of Mandala Bar on weekdays.
It covers an area of approximately 1,560 square meters.
The heavy metal industrial style decoration style has a youthful atmosphere and restless character, which is more suitable for those manic young people.
On weekdays, this place is almost crowded at night.
Young, rebellious youths with personality and ideals twist and scream crazily here to release their stress and anger.
But today, there are no energetic young people, only a group of decisive men in black.
Even though it was on its own territory, Subzero still carried out extremely cautious and safe arrangements.
On the underground floor, there are only twenty nominal security personnel. There are at least that many people hiding in the dark. Then there are also those on the ground and even outside the bar. There are hundreds of people arranged inside and outside.
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Over at the Wang family, there must be arrangements for Wang Hai to come over, but no matter what, if you come to negotiate, you can bring fifty or sixty people to the top. If you bring hundreds of people to show off, it will probably have to attract the attention of the relevant departments.
With his attention, Wang Hai would not be so heartless and brainless.