Early the next morning, Ye'er and Duohua walked into the apartment carrying breakfast.
Zhu Tong was sitting on the floor of his bedroom meditating. He was shirtless as usual. The thrilling black butterflies were trembling on his strong muscles, and traces of steam were steaming. At a glance, he saw the wildness of life.
Yin Yang Dog jumped down from Duo Hua's arms, barked and pounced on Zhu Tong; just half a meter away, the puppy stopped, looked at him suspiciously with its round dog eyes, and growled low in its throat, as if to see
Saw something strange.
Zhu Tong finished his work and opened his eyes, full of energy and energy. He looked up at the two girls standing in front of the door: "That's very rude. Aren't you handsome?"
As he spoke, he put on his glasses, put on his coat, lowered his head and rubbed the puppy's head a few times: "Yin Yang, did they say anything bad last night?"
"You're just chewing your tongue behind my back." Duohua pushed Ye'er and said, "Are you stunned? Brother Li has such a great figure, hee hee, my sister is lucky."
"Go, what a blessing." Ye'er's face turned red, and she turned to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Duohua followed her to help: "That's right, Brother Li is such a good model. Only my sister can draw; don't be fooled then..."
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"Damn girl, you're just..." The two girls were joking and busy in the kitchen. Zhu Tong shook his head and picked up the Yin Yang dog to take a bath.
"What did you see?" Zhu Tong closed the door and raised the puppy to his eyes.
"Wangwang." The puppy returned to its normal childish appearance, its little tongue sticking out and licking Zhu Tong's fingers.
The language of dogs is really mysterious and cannot be understood by humans.
Zhu Tong put it down and rinsed it under the lotus.
Every time I practice Pengma during this period, especially after my uncle uses Fengzhuo Qingyu to improve my skills, the butterfly god in Yintang acupoint will be excited.
When there is breath flowing through the Yintang point, the wings of the Butterfly God dance more stretched in the air flow; Zhu Tong can feel it growing, and can feel that the Butterfly God is absorbing his own Qi. The amount is very small, and he is willing to use a small amount.
The true energy feeds the Butterfly God, and every day of the week, the connection between the Butterfly God and him becomes closer.
Last night, the Butterfly God had been sleeping. Zhu Tong tried to wake it up for the first time, but after working hard all night, it had no effect at all. The Butterfly God was still very weak and fragile, with limited abilities, maybe it was exhausted.
At work today, Zhu Tong could have taken Qin Keqiang's taxi. His car was parked outside Zijin Haoyuan, but the little liar wanted to check the movement of Sipinhonghuo, so he gestured to Qin Keqiang and walked in again.
metro station.
There were still a lot of people, and Zhu Tong still couldn't get a seat, but he couldn't find any disciples of the Fourth Grade Honghuo Sect.
After all, the subway runs underground and is much faster than the one above. When Zhu Tong walked out of the subway station, Qin Keqiang's car didn't come over, but Liu Yilan's Mercedes-Benz was parked there.
"I knew I could wait for you here;" Liu Yilan waited for Zhu Tong to get in the car, then nodded and asked the driver to drive: "Master Li, drive slower, we have something to say."
A transparent partition rises in the middle of the Mercedes-Benz, and the spacious back seat becomes a closed space.
"What should I drink? Wine, tea, or coffee."
Liu Yilan opened the small wine cabinet, grabbed a transparent thermos and poured a cup of tea: "I know you like tea, so I prepared it specially for you."
Zhu Tong took it and took a sip. Master Li was old enough and drove the car smoothly. Coupled with the superior performance of the Mercedes-Benz, it was really unique to drink tea here and watch the hurried pedestrians outside.
"Tell me, what are your conditions?" Liu Yilan drank water by herself, but she filled half the glass with a high-end glass.
"I don't like being treated as a fool, Sister Yilan. Regardless of Shanshan or not, as long as you tell me, I will help you."
"Who dares to treat a lone wolf with a thousand faces as a fool?" Liu Yilan didn't expect Zhu Tong to be so rude, so she felt a little embarrassed, and a mouthful of water almost got stuck in her throat; "Qin Keqiang doesn't have many people around him, and we are not
The underworld and the security guards in the store are hired from serious security companies and cannot participate in the action against Zhao Yongbing. To be honest, if you just want to kill him, you really don’t have to work hard; but this time we are pressed for time, and we want to get it
Ding Ran Xingkong must kill Zhao Yongbing before the end of the year. Your friend Huang Hai is really standing in our way."
"Why do we have to kill him before the end of the year?"
"Bank loan, Zhao Yongbing is a villain and doesn't know how to run a nightclub at all; Dingran Xingkong seems to have a prosperous business, but it's just because he occupies a good position; he has too many thugs, and he is cruel to the ladies and disrespectful to the customers.
, harsh on nightclub artists; if it didn’t rely on drug trafficking and bank loans, Dingran Xingkong would not be able to survive long ago. Early next year, Beijing will send an imperial envoy to Shanghai, and may want to rectify Shanghai’s financial industry. Now various companies in Shanghai
The banks are all checking and cleaning up. We have negotiated with the bank to take over the loan from Dingran Xingkong; but they are afraid of something happening and require that the transaction must be completed before December 30. We still have eight days. A few days ago
Tian got the news that someone wanted to give Zhao Yongbing an investment, so he must die before the 29th."
"Who wants to invest in him?" Zhu Tong thought for a moment and couldn't figure out the relationship. He could only look for the most important question.
"Silver Spear." Liu Yilan whispered the name softly.
Zhu Tong shook his head and said he was not impressed.
"Remember the two counterfeit coins I gave you last time? Silver Snake is the counterfeit currency maker, and they want to use Zhao Yongbing's Dingran Xingkong to launder money."
"Silver Gun? Is it a person or a gang?"
"Yin Gun is from Taiwan and is a gang. Counterfeiting money is just their small business. Many of the underground banks along the coast are owned by Silver Snake. That is their main business. They are ruthless. However, on the surface, Silver Gun does not dare to confront them head-on.
We are enemies." Liu Yilan poured another glass of water. The scenery outside gradually became familiar, and the Marine Hospital was approaching; "Zhu Tong, I want to know how you can make Zhao Yongbing a pauper."
"First tell me why Yin Qiang doesn't dare to be your enemy." Zhu Tong is not a light-hearted person, he is trying to find out who is the person behind Liu Yilan.
"Yin Qiang was born in the mainland before. They once belonged to the Eighth Sect. Now, they still want to return to the Jianghu. After Yinqiang was expelled from the Eighth Sect, they have been looking for opportunities to atone for their sins. They may be better than the Eighth Sect of Jianghu today.
Pai respects the orthodoxy of the world. Being a banker requires a good reputation and credibility in the world."
It's getting more and more lively. How many secret martial arts sects are hidden under the dim lights of Shanghai? Did the silver gun come from overseas, is it the same as the blue stone?
Zhu Tong secretly recited the name Silver Gun several times, but he couldn't think of any group in the past that would be associated with counterfeiting coins; however, you must be responsible for what you say. The little liar swallowed half a cup of tea in one gulp.
Cai Dao:
"There is a gambling boat on the high seas outside Shanghai, called the Future Duke. You said: Zhao Yongbing is addicted to gambling. The owner of the Future Duke owes me a favor. If he sends out an invitation, Zhao Yongbing will definitely go to the appointment. As long as Zhao Yongbing takes the seat
Come across from me and I can bankrupt him."
"The one-armed pirate owes you a favor?" Liu Yilan's eyes widened in disbelief; he was a desperado, how could he owe a favor to a little liar?
"You also know him, and I call him number one. However, I can't kill people on his ship, and I can't let everyone know why he died. That would damage the credibility of the future Duke. So, you have to find a way to convince Shanshan.
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The one-armed pirate didn't owe the little liar a favor, he owed the old liar a favor, and he owed the little liar an explanation. The one-armed pirate was the one who spread the news of the old liar's death.
"I want to know why the one-armed pirate owes you a favor. You guys wish me... Okay, I won't ask anymore. I will do Shanshan's work. When will you do it?"
"Two things, one is that you have to prepare a sum of money for me to gamble, and two, after the matter is over, agree to a condition for me."
Women are all curious. Zhu Tong ignored Liu Yilan's inquiry and stretched out two fingers. The Mercedes-Benz drove past the gate of Ocean Hospital but did not stop and continued to go around the road.
"It's easy to get gambling money, how much does it cost?"
"Twenty million, including two million in cash."
"Okay, it will be ready within two days." Liu Yilan readily agreed.
Zhu Tongqu lowered his finger: "Then there's only one thing left."
Liu Yilan smiled sweetly: "My dear, I will agree to whatever you say."
"Sister Yilan, I'd better think about it before agreeing. I want you to help me find someone."
"Who can make Zhu Tong be so worried? Isn't it just another Ye'er?" Liu Yilan said this, her expression gradually became serious. She understood that the person Zhu Tong asked for must not be simple.
"Fengzhuo Qingyu's master, Zhu Hong."
The little liar said these words one by one. Liu Yilan's face stiffened and she managed to say: "How do I know..."
"Sister Yilan, I'm not a fool. It would be ridiculous if something like Fengzhuo Qingyu could appear at an auction casually. Go back and ask the person behind you if you agree to this condition; Twelve
I will deal with Zhao Yongbing for you before the 29th of the month."
The Mercedes-Benz drove to the door of Ocean Hospital again, Zhu Tong knocked on the partition; Master Li parked the car by the roadside.
"You only have twenty-four hours. I will hear your reply tomorrow morning."
Zhu Tong opened the car door and left. Liu Yilan bit her lip: "Master Qin, go back to Nanhai Gonglan."
In this morning, Liu Yilan saw Zhu Tong's power for the first time. The little liar's moves were fierce and sudden. Liu Yilan was mentally prepared when he said the name Zhu Hong; when he said there was someone behind her,
Liu Yilan had no defense at all. The expression on her face had revealed everything. It was too late to say anything.
The partition rose again, Liu Yilan picked up the car phone, dialed the number, and told her what happened just now.
The other party was silent, and Liu Yilan felt a little uncomfortable: "Brother, are you listening?"
"You shouldn't have dragged him into this matter at all. It's my fault that I didn't tell you earlier what Zhu Tong represents."
"I just want him to stay away from the world, isn't that what you said?" Liu Yilan was unwilling to give in.
"There are many ways to let him know his identity, and it is the stupidest way for you to do this. Zhu Tong cannot be involved in people's lives, and he cannot bear the reputation of a murderer."