The fat man walked to the door excitedly and looked around. There was nothing unusual, so he pulled down the roller shutter door.

Seeing the middle-aged man having doubts, the fat man explained: "This is done for safety reasons, please come with me."

The fat man opened the curtain and there was a dark corridor inside. The middle-aged man followed the fat man and walked into the yard behind him.

There are rows of rooms in the yard, with the doors closed and there seem to be residents inside.

"Boss, let's talk about it here."

The middle-aged man took out a photo and pushed it to the fat man, "500,000, kill him."

The fat man glanced at the photo and suddenly widened his eyes because the person in the photo was Tong Hu.

"Are you really the one introduced by Mr. Wu?"

The fat man was a little suspicious. After all, one of the targets sent by Mr. Wu was the young man in the photo now.

The middle-aged man smiled, "Are you very familiar? It seems that I didn't find the wrong person."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, several people rushed out of the corridor behind him and directly held the fat man down.

"Be gentle, brother, what's going on? How did I offend all the heroes? Let me tell you it so that I can understand."

The middle-aged man stood up and picked up the photo and placed it in front of the fat man, "Do you know who this person is?"

"We who work in this industry never ask about the identity of the target. If we ask, we will feel timid in our hearts. How can we do big things?"

"Bad, you are also a big deal. Let me tell you that this young man is our young master. You really have the courage to attack our young master because you dare to attack us."

When the fat man heard this, he found that someone came to him.

"Boss, listen to me, what we do is the business of this business. How could we think so much? Since you have been caught by you, I will admit defeat. I can pay the money and apologize to your young master."

The middle-aged man threw his mouth on his face, and the fat man was dizzy, "Pay money? You have compensated all this broken place, and you can't afford to pay a piece of hair for our young master. However, what you said is right. You are in this business. I will give you a chance now to tell who the client is. I can plead with our master and spare your life."

The fat man's face changed, "This is impossible. If I tell who the client is, I will not be able to stay in this industry."

The middle-aged man winked, and the man holding the fat man hit the fat man's stomach and directly spitted him.

"Stop hitting, I really can't say this is the rule."

The middle-aged man sneered, "What a tough guy, okay, let me see today, how hard your bones are, and beat me."

Four strong men kicked the fat man to the ground, punched and kicked him, and inside the house behind, there were many people staring at the outside but never coming out.

"Stop." The middle-aged man waved his hand and four strong men pulled the fat man up. The fat man's nose was blue and swollen, and he looked like a pig's head.

The middle-aged man took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from the fat man's face, "It's so pitiful. My man's attack is too heavy, so don't say it, right?"

Although the fat man looked miserable, his mouth was still very tight.

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his voice, "Okay, you don't say it, I'm a soft-hearted person. Seeing that you are so miserable, I'll change the question. Who hurt my young master? As long as you confess these killers, I will let you go."

The fat man is even more unlikely to say that those killers are all desperate people who kill without blinking. If he says it, he may have his throat cut off when he sleeps.

The middle-aged man suddenly put his ears to the fat man's mouth, nodded, and said, "This is almost the same, okay, let him go."

The fat man was thrown aside and tried to struggle to speak several times, but he was knocked to the ground by the strong man.

The middle-aged man stood in the middle of the yard, his eyes shot out fiercely. His eyes swept over from the room on the far left one by one, and finally stopped in the middle.

The yard was quiet, and it seemed that the atmosphere was bursting and he didn't dare to get close.

Suddenly, two people rushed out of the room on the far left, holding a dagger in their hands, and directly trying to grab the door and escape.

The bodyguard brought by the middle-aged man took out an electric baton from his pocket, flashed with a blue arc, and rushed forward.

Soon, the two people who rushed out were so shocked that they were shocked by the electricity, rolled their eyes and foamed at the mouth.

"Okay, keep a breath and take it back to submit the service."

The middle-aged man looked at other rooms with the door closed, "Let me hear it. This time the matter has nothing to do with you, but if you dare to be enemies with the Tong family in the future, these people will end up with you."

After saying that, these people took the two unlucky guys and fat guys to leave the shop. Then the doors of the rooms opened, and the gunmen quietly left the shop.

In the cellar of Tong's family, the fat man and the two gunmen were locked separately.

At this time, the fat man realized that the person they killed was actually the heir of the Tong family, and he also knew that he had stabbed a hornet's nest.

The door of the cellar opened, and an old man walked in with a cane. It was Tong Qianshan.

"It's them?"

The old housekeeper of the Tong family just came to discuss business, and he nodded.

"That's right, the two people over there are gunmen who are taking action, and this fat man is their agent. I've confirmed that he sent someone to assassinate Young Master Tong."

Tong Qianshan's face was as deep as water, and slowly walked to the fat man. The fat man had a bitter face, "Master Tong, I'm really blind. I don't know that it's Mr. Tong. If I know, I wouldn't dare to give me two courages."

Shen He stood behind Tong Qianshan and could feel the murderous intent in Tong Qianshan. If he hadn't wanted to ask who was instructing him, he would have probably been dismembered by Wuma.

"I don't like to drag it out. If you don't tell who the client is, then never speak up."

The fat man crawled over and wanted to hug Mr. Tong's thigh, but was kicked to the ground and beaten again.

"Okay, let him talk."

The fat man knelt down on the ground and spitted blood foam from his mouth, "Mr. Tong, I really can't say it. If there are rules for it, I will die if I say it." Tong Qianshan snorted coldly, took out a check from his arms and threw it over. The fat man picked it up and saw it wide-eyed, "Mr. Tong, are you?"

"I only have a name. With this money, you can go to any country and spend a few years comfortably, and our grudges will be cleared."

Tong Qianshan is familiar with the weaknesses of human nature. Some people cannot blindly use strong things, and sometimes the power of money cannot be ignored.

The fat man was completely shaken. It was indeed a lot of money, and if he didn't say it, he would definitely be dead.

The Tong family killed him as simple as killing an ant, not to mention that there is still a lot of money for him to go abroad to make a comeback and start over.

"Mr. Tong gives me face like this, I can't take care of any industry rules anymore. The client is..."
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