In the noisy bar, I raised the glass filled with wine and turned a blind eye to the laser light on the ceiling, looking at the world in a vague way, and sometimes it may be clearer.

Why did the young nurse Zhang Qi and her two friends change their attitude towards us? To put it bluntly, it is simply because of our identity and family background. To put it more philanthropy, it is to go to material things.

These days, chaste and virtuous women who are always looking for carrots and cabbages, are not without them, but they are almost rare. Moreover, most of these girls have not yet truly received the baptism of society. I personally think that girls with a little material nature are fine, at least when they cannot keep their feelings, they can still rely on wealth.

Just as I was entertaining myself, a young man with a small flat head walked up to me with a smile and said hello: "Only, Lang Ge?"

"Who are you?" I put down my wine glass and looked at the other person in confusion.

The young man handed me a cigarette and said, "I am Xiao Ran, you forgot that I took someone to do the interior decoration of your No. 2 store."

"Oh, I remember it, I have an impression." I took the cigarette roll and was perfunctory. In fact, I still didn't remember the identity I had dealt with until I vomited a sip of smoke.

We have been to Yangcheng for quite some time, and we have come into contact with many friends of all kinds, especially those who may have only met several times. It is even more impossible for me to remember each of them clearly. After pouring a glass of wine for the other party, I asked politely: "How are you doing recently, brother, are you still doing decoration?"

The young man patted his forehead and smiled bitterly: "Hey, just this skill, you can't eat if you don't have any food. If Lang Ge has any business, remember to think about some brothers."

"No problem." I raised my glass and whined.

After a few simple greetings, the young man left, and I was left alone to continue to stare blankly.

“Buzz…”

At this moment, the cell phone in my pocket rang. I saw that the number was Ye Xiaojiu. I got up and walked out of the bar.

A big arm suddenly wrapped around my neck, and then I felt something hard to hold my waist back.

I subconsciously turned my head to the point where I suddenly saw an extremely familiar cheek, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Wu Heng!"

The person who put my neck was Wu Heng, Wu Zhong's younger brother. At this moment, he was glaring at the blue eyes and jokingly glanced at me: "Haha, I heard you have been looking for me recently? Let's talk."

"Let's chat, this is too noisy, let's go to the door?" I pressed down my heart and looked down at the hard object wrapped in his coat that was pressed against my waist. It looked like a "five-shot hair". I wrinkled my nose and said, "Although you look like a mad dog, I still have to explain it again. Your brother's death has nothing to do with us."

"Don't worry, let's talk about it later after you go out." Wu Heng increased his strength to wrap around my neck and pushed me to the door.

I looked back at Qian Long and Zhang Xingyu who were still shaking their heads in the dance floor. I took a few deep breaths and followed him out of the bar helplessly.

Outside the bar door, the noisy DJ sound stopped abruptly, a gust of cold wind blew, making me tremble for a while, and my mind became much clearer in an instant.

"Put your thoughts away, don't look around. In order to completely empty your side, I spent a lot of time plaguing your car. At this moment, the person named Dizang should be thinking about why the car doesn't move when it hits the accelerator." Wu Heng saw the little Jiujiu in my heart at a glance, and blinked his eyes and said, "I don't want to kill you now, I just talk to you just for a few words."

"Hu..." I breathed a slurred breath and said, "If you have anything, just say it."

After turning his head twice, Wu Heng put the "semi-automatic" wrapped in his jacket back into his arms, and then took out a few photos from his pocket and handed them to me: "How many people do you know here?"

After squinting my eyes and distinguishing for a while, I replied in a deep voice: "Zheng Qingshu, Li Zhuoyu, Ao Hui, that old man should be Guo Qihuang, I can't remember it very clearly. I have seen his photos a long time ago, and I have never seen these two people."

Wu Heng took out six or seven photos in total, and except for two strange middle-aged people, I looked familiar with the rest.

"My brother had met these people two days before his death. These two guys are also Tianqi. They are currently in a state of loss of contact. I suspect that my brother's death has a direct relationship with them." Wu Heng put away the photos and said with a smile: "Come on, let's start your flexible brain and help me analyze."

I immediately took a breath, sucked my nose and asked with a smile: "Do you believe your brother's death has nothing to do with us?"

"Theoretically, it does have little to do with you, but you are still very suspicious." Wu Heng curled his lips expressionlessly: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and think about it, otherwise the gun may ring in the next second."

After a moment of silence, I whispered: "I have always felt that your brother's death may be related to internal struggles in Tianqi. As for Li Zhuoyu, Ao Hui, and Guo Qihuang, what are the entanglements with him, I don't know about this, so I can't analyze it. However, I know Zheng Qingshu's character very well. He is profit-oriented, but this person has a strong sense of self-protection and is too dangerous to trade. Even if you give him ten or a hundred times the reward, he will never do it, so he can rule out the suspicion."

"What about these senior executives of Huihuang Company?" Wu Heng asked with a frown.

After thinking with a tight face, I shook my head: "It's hard to say. Under normal circumstances, they are now infighting with serious internal conflicts and will not go to this mess. But if Tianqi promised any other person, the scale may fall. I personally suggest that you target these two middle-aged people I don't know, and they are most likely."

Wu Heng took out the cigarette box and lit a cigarette on his own, and grinned gloomy: "Your brain is not in vain."

"Langlang!"

At this moment, Dizang hurriedly ran towards us.

"Okay, this chat ends here, I'll look for you next time." Wu Heng tilted his head and glanced, turned around and walked towards the intersection.

"Where is the hell running!" Dizang made a big jump, lifting his legs and kicking directly towards Wu Heng's back.

Wu Heng seemed to have eyes on his head, and he skillfully avoided it. Then he turned around and raised his left arm and punched Dizang in the face.

Dizang raised his arm in the air conditioned reflex, and Wu Heng pulled out his "five consecutive shots" from his arms faster, and he slapped Dizang's chest with his muzzle. He blinked his blue eyes twice, and sneered contemptuously: "Can you get faster than the bullet?"

Dizang stood there in a daze, holding his two arms in the air stiffly.

"I have no intention of killing people these two days, so don't ask for trouble." Wu Heng poked Dizang several times with his gun, drooping his eyelids and said, "In terms of kung fu, you may be better than me, but you are fighting for survival ability. You are no match for me. If you chase me, I will send you to the emergency room on the spot."

After saying that, Wu Heng took the snatch and took a few steps back. A black "Hyundai" sedan quickly stopped beside him. Wu Heng got into the car and left, and soon disappeared.

"Made, you're careless! I forgot that the other party was a mercenary with a gun." Dizang rubbed his cheeks and looked back at me and asked, "Are you okay?"

"No..." I opened my mouth and was about to answer.

“Buzz!”

A loud roar of the car's motors, a white "Land Rover" car suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, followed by another Jinbei car parked behind the Land Rover, and eight or nine young people dressed in social form jumped down like dumplings. These guys almost cut off with one hand. The young man walking at the end dragged a two-meter-long Daguan knife, rubbing against the ground, making a "squeezing" noise.

Dizang immediately stood in front of me, and we looked carefully at these small society.

"What a fuck, I'm looking for death!"

"Give it to the side..."

The young men walking in front scolded me and Dizang a few words, and then a group of people rushed into the bar in a hurry.

Seeing that the other party was not coming to us, I patted my chest and smiled bitterly: "I was shocked, and I still thought I would be lucky tonight."

"Cutting people..."

"Run, run!"

As soon as the words were finished, a large group of panicked men and women suddenly ran out of the bar.

"It has nothing to do with us. I'll send you back first." Dizang breathed in fear and said, "With Xiaoyu's control of the field here, the emperor will definitely not be able to do anything stupid."

I stretched my neck and glanced into the bar, and found that there were all messy people running out of the crowd, and waved my hand and said, "Come on, let's go back together. The emperor has been drinking a lot tonight. Don't wait for him to make any embarrassing moves."

"Damn it, no one touches me! Give me a fat shot, give me the gun!"
Chapter completed!