"Brother Lu, there is someone outside the door who wants to see you."

In a certain warehouse, Huang Mao was sitting at the front desk, listening to his younger brother whispering in his ear.

"ah?"

He shook his head, the pendant in his ear jingled, and there was a bit of confusion on his face.

"Someone wants to see me? It shouldn't be the boss... No, if the boss comes, he will be waiting at the door. But not many people know about my warehouse, who will come..."

Huang Mao muttered a few words, but without any suspicion, he ordered his men to bring the people in.

The person who came was dressed in black, with a mask on his face. He couldn't see clearly. He had short hair and a strong build. His muscles stretched the clothes so high that they were about to burst.

"Who are you? What do you want to do with me?"

Huang Mao looked at the other person who looked like he was not easy to mess with, calmed down slightly, and said with a serious expression.

"We have a big business, what do you want to do?"

The man in black robe had a hoarse voice, and his words were slightly weird.

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details."

Huang Mao leaned forward slightly, showing a serious expression.

"Huangpi...have you heard of it?"

Hearing this, Huang Mao's face showed a bit of panic. He looked around to confirm that no one was monitoring him, but he still lowered his voice unconsciously and said:

"Don't do this, I'm a serious person and don't do these things!"

"Tsk...Then I have to ask the Wang family. He actually recommended a serious person to us?"

The man in black robe sneered, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

Wang family...

Hearing these two words, Huang Mao fell silent, with a gloomy expression on his face. On the one hand, he did not dare to go against his master's will, but on the other hand, for things like yellow skin, one gram of it would lead to a sentence, and three grams would lead to a sentence.

Sentenced to more than seven years.

I live such a prosperous life, wouldn't I be asking for death if I touch this kind of thing?

To be precise, it's the Wang family. Why would they suddenly be contaminated with this kind of thing?

Although the profits from drugs are extremely huge, with the size of the Wang family, even formal business can be done very well. If you can't earn eight or nine figures someday, why bother to get involved in this kind of desperado's work?

"Friend, I'm sorry for the difficulty...Pfft!"

Huang Mao struggled to think for a while, and finally decided to refuse for the time being. But before he finished speaking, he saw the man in black robe with exploding muscles stomping on the ground, and his figure disappeared from the place like an arrow. The next second

Zhong's vision went dark, and an irresistible force hit him from the face, knocking him backwards!

"Ahem..."

Huang Mao's feet lifted off the ground and glided for five or six meters. He rubbed against the ground and hit the wall with a loud bang before he stopped.

"Sir, I am just informing you, not asking for your consent."

The man in black robe wiped the blood and saliva stained on his fist with some disgust, and said quietly with a strange accent, but there was an unconcealable ferocity in his voice!

Huang Mao, however, kept coughing up blood. He had obviously suffered extremely serious internal injuries. His voice was dry and he could not speak.

"He's gone, let's change the host to talk."

The man in black robe frowned slightly and glanced at him impatiently, then looked around and asked again,

"Now, does anyone want to discuss with me who can be my downline and help me sell some yellow leather?"

Wherever his gaze went, everyone who looked at him shrank back, and for a moment, no one dared to speak to him.

until……

A young figure came into his eyes from the factory door, with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

"What do you think about me being the downline? I feel like I won't have any problems taking up this job."

"...King...Tuo!"

Huang Mao's vision was blurred, but he heard the voice belonging to Luo Ji. His expression suddenly changed, and there was infinite suspicion in his heart——

Could it be that the Wang family's expulsion of Wang Tuo was just a show they performed for the outside world, so that Wang Tuo and the Wang family would have no apparent relationship?

What is the purpose of isolating the relationship? Just like now, working in the open and dark lines, let Wang Tuo go into the dark to deal with some things that the official cannot handle personally...

Conspiracy theories were rampant in Huang Mao's mind, but just when he wanted to expose this, he only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier, his thinking was getting slower, and he fell into endless darkness.

When you cough up blood at the corner of your mouth, you don't just pick up a gun and continue fighting like in the movie. Unless you just bit your tongue, otherwise, if you show signs of coughing up blood, it must be that your heart and lungs have been injured. If you don't get treatment in time,

, there is no way to escape from the underworld.

But he didn't have the chance to see a figure directly hit the man in black robe on the face. It was strikingly similar to the scene where he was hit before!

"No wink, what should I do?"

Luo Ji stretched out his hand and wiped it on the clothes of the black-robed man lying on the ground. With a bit of distress on his face, he looked around and said with a smile,

"Actually, I came here to pay back the money, but I didn't expect that I would be forced to beat someone up."

"Bichi!"

The man in black robe said coldly, covered his right face and stood up from the ground unsteadily, his mouth leaking, and his face was filled with endless anger. His muscles all over his body were bulging, and his shirt was stretched to pieces.

a bit.

He only thought that he was not paying attention before, so he allowed Luo Ji to succeed, but he did not expect that Luo Ji was several times taller than him. The latter's thin body was really deceptive.?

"Snapped!"

"Bang!"

It was a familiar trajectory and a familiar strength. A second tooth appeared on the ground. The face of the man in black was also raised high. When the face was like a pig's head, wider than the ears, the mask could no longer hang. Slowly

Falling to the ground.

This is a Northern Ou man with a beard and a long scar from the corner of his left eye to the end of his mouth. It is deformed under his swollen face. What originally looked like a brother's face is now a bit funny.

Luo Ji stood in front of him and looked at the man who was hammered to the ground, shaking his head and saying:

"If you don't have the strength, don't pretend. It doesn't feel as good as a sandbag, and it's worthy of me."

Hearing this, the man in black robe felt angry and was in a daze. A mouthful of old blood spurted out. He stared angrily and wanted to say something, but he saw a silver needle gradually getting bigger in his eyes.

, and then lost consciousness.

"Annoying..."

Luo Ji looked around, found the yellow hair that had been hammered away under the corner, and walked to his side.

At this moment, the latter has more air coming out and less air coming in, and his face is abnormally flushed, which is a sign of blood rushing into his brain.

"I rescued people three times. The person named Lu gave Yuyu Company a lot of convenience. The person named Li was equivalent to getting an unlimited entertainment gold card. The person named Sun also got a lot of money for himself.

Billions of assets,"

Luo Ji said, turning Huang Mao over and seeing that the clothes on his back had been rubbed and broken, with blood and flesh dripping on them, he felt slightly emotional,

"I feel like I'm going to lose money if I help you."

"Beep beep beep..."
Chapter completed!