Chapter 1194 The invisible hands are all asking for a visit!

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Night falls.

It's raining.

Dense raindrops fell in the puddles of the stone road, and ripples sprinkled out layers of ripples.

A man was wearing a black hooded raincoat and hurriedly walking through the alley piled with all kinds of debris, paper shells, and water buckets.

Stepping on the puddle, the water splashes and falling on the wet ground around it, it is not obvious.

Two dazzling headlights shot over, and the man in the raincoat subconsciously covered it with his hands, and then he became bored and fell down directly.

Just at once, he held the fainted man with both hands and did not let him fall to the ground. They held their arms and dragged forward, and two ditches were drawn in the puddle...

Click ~

Huh… Huh~

Swishy~

The man used a file to repair the manicure in the back seat of the car, and blew it again. His fingers were placed in front of him and shaking it. Then he put the nail clipper in the box and put it away. His eyes were through the car window, which looked just right.

The person who arrived not far away had already stuffed people into the car and cleaned the scene.

He gently touched the front seat, and the driver understood it, and the Pingzhi car slowly started and left.

A wild cat under the eaves jumped down and walked towards the bucket next to it with a cat step.

Bang!!!

Suddenly, the flat car just now returned, and the accelerator was rushing directly to the curious wild cat and the bucket next to it.

After a few seconds, a pool of blood slowly flowed out of the bucket.

"When I'm blind? I'm crazy - I'm given you a chance, you choose to hide, just hold me!"

Two people got out of the car next to him, walked to the bucket, and found a man covered in blood who was dying and was hit.

On the contrary, the wild cat with fur and fur raised its hair and jumped on the railing to escape the disaster.

He is worthy of being a happy little expert in dying!

"You're lucky." Qi Tongwei rolled down the car window, looked at the wild cat, and paused, "Give you a chance~~~"

As soon as he finished speaking, I don’t know if it was really a match for him or if the blind cat met a dead mouse, the wild cat jumped off the railing and... came in along the car window.

“…”

Obviously, this is a very motivated and wants to get into the organization... Oh, now I'm going to call a domestic cat.

The car restarted and disappeared in a rainy night.

The black night is like a drama that has not yet begun but has been directly pulled down from the curtain of the end.

at the same time.

The young and dandy boys who were originally chatting and joking in the box at the Chinatown nightclub were now lying on the coffee table and slept soundly.

The wine bottles and fruit plates were messy, and some people even lay on the table, their whole bodies were soaked in wine but they were unaware of them.

Push the door open.

The leader took off his hat and patted the rain on his body. With a move of his hand, several merchandise behind him entered in a row. Without saying a word, they all set up the young and dandy boys who were fainting and fell asleep.

Bent over and lift up the wine bottle.

Put it on the tip of your nose and smell it.

The person next to him took out the same wine bottles from his pocket, replaced the wine bottles on site, and carefully wiped off his fingerprints.

At this time, one person dragged a waiter in, placed it on the long sofa, stuffed a piece of sobering medicine into his mouth. Then he skillfully put the money in the wallet of the young and dandy just now on the waiter.

In the hall, under the cover of the explosive music, no one cared too much about the drunkard being helped away. Or it was too normal for this situation to be in a nightclub itself.

People were stuffed into the car, and through the street lights, they could see that these drunkards were all wearing black hoods.

Finally, the man wearing a hat raised his wrist.

Nodded to the others.

He walked aside and called.

"Brother Wen, the matter has been resolved. There are 6 people in total, and the number of people is right."

"Okay, let's go back now."

"yes."

…

An old-fashioned tenement building in To Kwa Wan, a subdivided flat separated from the room on the third floor by the stairs. The room is small in size and the ceiling fan with a dim yellow ceiling rotates, making the lights flash.

"Ya Gongzeng" sat with a haggard face and leaned against the window. He threw the salted peanuts peeled from his hands into his mouth. He picked up the beer and took a sip. He couldn't help but want to touch his elder brother.

In the past two days, the market has become increasingly fierce, and his mansion has been targeted by paparazzi.

In order to avoid the spy, he had to hide in a subdivided flat that the boss Deng helped to find.

Suddenly I heard the door ringing.

"Something? Boss?"

Looking at Deng Guangrong who was walking in, Zeng Dada hurriedly got up.

"I'll bring you some food. Keep your mind safe. I've sent someone to do it." Deng Guangrong said: "You did this too carelessly."

"I never expected someone to follow me... It's so rude to be a new generation of paparazzi."

"You think we are still people in the world now, and we are businessmen now.

Fortunately, Ah Lai grabbed you in time, otherwise you would be really going to hit those paparazzi? Beating people is very simple, and things will be even more difficult..."

Deng Guangrong has a big shot with a big shot. In the past two years, the bottle has been smooth sailing, and it is also very smooth to find water in Aomen.

"Now it's nothing more than lovely news. What's the point in Hong Kong Island? But you..."

When Deng Guangrong mentioned the nosebleed on the spot, he was so embarrassed that Zeng Da was so embarrassed.

"Boss, I was really hit by someone's nose... I was dizzy at that time... Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought about taking action." Zeng Dada was also very embarrassed.

The prevalence of mistress culture, illegitimate children culture and even mistress culture in Hong Kong is nothing more than making Zeng Dada’s reputation resound.

But in fact, it doesn't affect his current business, director, and continuing to make money.

The lack of private morality is not a big problem in capitalist society.

In terms of tolerance, Hong Kong Island was affected by the shit-scrambler, so its private life was indecent and could be "dissolved". This was not as big as the big nose dragon's later...

In the later generations, Big Nose Dragon would be a bad artist.

Of course, the great gangsters in later generations have become successful and famous, and they have begun to speak benevolence, righteousness and morality, and have stuttered and vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name.

In comparison, our hard-legged and hard chest Wu Gouzi really has a bottom line - he never cheats poor people and good girls.

"I have asked someone to say hello to Wanwan and ask the 'mom' not to talk to the paparazzi indiscriminately.

Also...you should also pay attention. Give more child support if you should have. It’s okay if you make a fool of yourself in front of you, but you can’t catch a fire in the backyard…”

The boss Deng said hard, and he did a good job in this regard.

"You are almost 40 years old, so you should take care of your family."

“ε=(′ο｀*)))ah…”

Zeng Dada didn't think there was anything wrong with his cheating, but he felt ashamed of the boss about his family's problems, after all, he knew his own affairs.

All of these "old hooligans" in Hong Kong sent their wives and children abroad. He did neglect to take care of them.

"Okay, you have worked hard here these two days. I'll handle it here and come out without hesitation. If you don't have it, go to another place to relax..." Deng Guangrong also patted the other party's shoulder.

No one thought anything big.

However, because a few days ago, Zeng Dada injured people halfway through to recover the photos. Although he had not reported it in the newspaper, there would inevitably be endless troubles. He also arranged for people to talk to those people and asked them to go to the newspaper office.

Negotiation'.

The next day, at around 11:00 in the morning, Zeng Dada, who was awakened by the sun reflected by the building opposite, rubbed his eyes and woke up.

"Damn it, the poor even have second-hand sunlight..." Zeng Dada cursed and walked towards the bathroom.

Press the TV on at will.

If it was yesterday, the news was still reporting his news, but today, the whole news was all about charity disaster relief, which made Zeng Dada start to be stunned, and then a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, things were done!

I also saw the light of heaven again, thinking in my mind whether Huang Baiming and others would hold a party to celebrate...

Suddenly, an urgent phone ringing suddenly rang.

Zeng Dada took his leather shoes, hummed a toothbrush and walked over slowly, and took the phone slowly. He saw that it was the big boss Deng's phone number, and his face changed from yesterday's haggardness.
To be continued...