Guo Feiyu was leaning on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, tasting it slowly. Opposite him, five people squatted on the ground and smoked desperately. The five people seemed to be having a smoking competition, for fear that they would smoke too slowly, and their feet would already
The cigarette butts were thrown on the floor, and the pleasure of having a cigarette after the meal was gone. I smoked, smoked desperately, just to walk out of the room with no shortage of parts. The five people smoked one after another, and the room was filled with smoke.
Several big men opened the doors and windows of the room. They knew that Guo Feiyu did not smoke and were afraid that the strong smell of smoke would choke Guo Feiyu.
Guo Feiyu drank red wine and watched the five people smoking crazily with great interest. The pungent smell of smoke did not affect his interest in watching. The five people started very fast, and each of them slowed down after smoking a few packs of cigarettes.
, coughs continued to sound, and the lips of the five people were dry. They felt that their throats were itchy and dry, and their heads were dizzy. The soft Chinese medicine that was usually very refreshing to smoke now made their stomachs churn every time they took a breath.
"Spare... spare me, I... I really can't do it anymore." The fat director threw away the cigarette butt in his hand with trembling arms, his legs went weak and he knelt in front of Guo Feiyu, saying weakly. He was so domineering.
For the first time, I truly understood what vicious methods are. After smoking such a box of cigarettes, the person is finished. When he meets someone like Guo Feiyu, the fat director wears a uniform that is considered "majestic" in the eyes of ordinary people. Is he sorry?
Seeing no protection at all, kneeling down and begging for mercy was the only way he could think of.
"It's useless to beg for mercy, keep pumping, otherwise your hand will be separated from your arm." Guo Feiyu said lightly with a sneer on his lips. He would never give sympathy and pity to such people; even less so if he is soft-hearted.
, who led the Feiyu Gang to start the underworld massacre, he was only soft-hearted towards his relatives, lovers and friends.
Two men with machetes stood in front of the fat director. The bright machetes were dangling in front of his face. The fat director felt the cold air coming from the machetes. His body trembled and he hurriedly picked up a knife.
He took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and continued to smoke as hard as he could. Two men with machetes walked back and forth in front of the five people. As long as anyone stopped, they would wave their machetes in front of the other person. This move also
It really works, as soon as the machete is waved in front of someone, the person will immediately speed up.
"Plop!" The thin man couldn't hold on anymore when he smoked the tenth pack of cigarettes. His squatting body leaned back and passed out. Two big men dragged the thin man up, and one of them faced Guo Feiyu.
, said: "Chief, he passed out."
"Pour cold water on him to wake him up and let him continue to smoke." Guo Feiyu said coldly. A man walked out of the room. After a while, he walked into the room with a large bucket of cold water and poured half of the bucket on the thin man's head. The thin man's body
With a shudder, he woke up. The thin man slowly sat up. A fierce man walked up to him and handed a pack of soft Chinese food to him. The thin man's absent-minded eyes looked at the cigarette that the big man held in front of his face.
, then looked at the machete in the big man's other hand, sighed helplessly, and reached out to take the cigarette.
A cell phone ring rang in the room. Guo Feiyu put down the wine glass in his hand and took out his cell phone. Zhang Qiang's phone number was displayed on the screen, "Hey, what's the matter with Zhang Qiang?... Oh... Got it... I'll go back to the headquarters right away."
Guo Feiyu hung up the phone and stood up, glanced at the five people who were dizzy from smoking, and said in a deep voice: "Please greet the five of them."
"Yes! Chief!" More than a dozen big men in the room bent down and shouted.
Just as Guo Feiyu was about to take a step forward, he remembered something, turned around and said to the big men in the room: "You are quite close to Ji's Restaurant. The food there is quite good. Go and have more meals."
After Guo Feiyu finished speaking, he quickly walked out of the room. Zhang Qiang told him a very important news. This news made him excited. The reliability of this news was directly related to whether the Feiyu Gang could severely damage the princelings. A silver-white majestic car
The Dragon sports car is speeding on the bustling streets of city b.
In the office of the chairman of Feiyu Group, the five masters of the Feiyu Gang were sitting on the sofa opposite the desk, waiting anxiously for Guo Feiyu.
Guo Feiyu opened the door and walked into the office. Zhang Qiang and the others stood up from the sofa. As soon as Guo Feiyu entered the door, he asked: "Zhang Qiang, is the news you told me reliable?"
"Young Master, our brothers from the studio have secretly gone deep into that place and are investigating the authenticity of this news. They will report to the headquarters as soon as they have results." Zhang Qiang looked at Guo Feiyu and said seriously.
"Tell me how you got this news in detail." Guo Feiyu walked behind his big desk, sat on a chair, and looked at Jiang Wei, the master of the cinema.
"Leader, the brothers sent by our studio to monitor Situ Lingfeng discovered three hours ago that Situ Lingfeng was escorted by many bodyguards and drove to the suburbs. Our people have been secretly following Situ Lingfeng's motorcade. Situ Lingfeng
The convoy drove into the mountainous area of the western suburbs. The convoy stopped when there was no road. Situ Lingfeng and his bodyguards walked along a mountain road and climbed over a hill. Our people also followed Situ Ling under the cover of trees.
Feng and the others climbed to the top of the mountain. Behind the hill was a basin with an area of nearly 200 acres. In the center of the basin were three five-story buildings. The basin was surrounded by barbed wire. There were observation posts and people patrolling back and forth.
There were also a lot of people. Our people were afraid of being discovered and observed in the woods on the top of the mountain for a while before retreating back to the original route. In order to find out clearly, I sent a group of strictly trained people into the basin. Once they found out clearly, they would tell the news.
Send it back to headquarters." Jiang Wei explained in detail what he knew.
Guo Feiyu sat and pondered after listening to Jiang Wei's words. He couldn't guess whether Situ Lingfeng leaked his whereabouts intentionally or unintentionally. If he leaked his whereabouts unintentionally, it would give the Feiyu Gang a chance to severely damage the princelings. If he leaked it intentionally, there must be something hidden behind it.
Conspiracy, to put it bluntly, is to seduce the Feiyu Gang to hit the gun. Conspiracy or conspiracy, this is not what Guo Feiyu is most concerned about now. The most important thing is to confirm whether that place is a secret base of the princelings. If it is, he will think
He tried his best to raze the place to the ground. No conspiracy or conspiracy could stop him from killing.
"It seems we can only wait for news from the cinema." Guo Feiyu looked solemn, his eyes swept over the faces of the five people one by one, and his voice was slightly low.
Zhang Qiang and the others are in the same mood as Guo Feiyu at this time, especially Zhang Qiang. He is also anxiously waiting for the results of the investigation in the shadow hall. If it is confirmed that the secret base of the princelings is in that place, there will definitely be a fierce battle tonight. This may happen.