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Looking at the cameras at the main entrance of the workshop aimed at all directions of the street, Chen Yongren smiled, took out the iron wire in the pocket of the windbreaker, poked it back and forth a few times, and the door was quickly opened by him.

In the quiet workshop hall, the sound of "creak, creak" was soon heard.

Chen Yongren ignored the movement, closed the door and turned on the light.The hall is very large, with standing stone statues piled up on both sides. Facing the gate is a row of cabinets full of small stone statues.

Just as Chen Yongren continued to look at the furnishings in the room, a nervous man's voice suddenly came from the quiet hall: "Who is it?"

Immediately afterwards, there was a "creak" in the hall.

Then, the rough-looking Songpa that Chen Yongren had seen before came out from a bedroom next to the hall with his bare upper body and a pistol in his hand.

"Who are you, how did you come in in the middle of the night?" Looking at the strange man in a windbreaker with his hands in his pockets smiling at him under the light, Songpa seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became extremely nervous, holding the pistol tightly with both hands Aimed at Chen Yongren.

Chen Yongren smiled, ignored the other party's actions, but continued to turn his head left and right to look at the furnishings in the room.

"Bastard, didn't you hear me? Let me ask you, did Fatty ask you to come?" Chen Yongren's disapproving attitude immediately angered Songpa, and he began to yell at Chen Yongren.

Before Chen Yongren could answer, Songpa continued: "Those bastards, I knew they would go back on their word. It must be that the gold in their hands is almost spent, and they are eyeing me again. What are you and them? relationship, why did I send you here?"

"Gold?" Chen Yongren looked away from the surrounding stone statues in surprise, and turned his head to look at Songpa who said these inexplicable words with an angry and disturbed expression.At this moment, many thoughts turned in Chen Yongren's mind.

Then, at the next moment, Chen Yongren smiled and nodded at Songpa: "You are right, the fat guys gambled with my boss. They lost a lot of money, not only did they lose all the gold in their hands, but Owing a lot of money. My boss said that if they don't lose money, they will be sadder than dead. So, "

Seeing Songpa whose expression became more and more angry as he listened, Chen Yongren shrugged: "They have no choice but to say that you are their good friend and that you have a lot of gold in your hands. As long as I come to you, you will definitely be able to pay off their debts." Pay it back."

"Fart, I have known them for many years. However, the gold in my room belongs to me and has nothing to do with them. Their share has been given to them a long time ago. If they lose money, you can ask their family members for it Go, don't come looking for me."

"Songpa, you're embarrassing me. The fat man said you are their good friend, but you told me that you are not friends with them. Who do you think I should trust?" While talking, Chen Yongren smiled Walk slowly towards Sompa.

"Don't come here." Seeing Chen Yongren with his hands in his pockets, who was getting closer and closer, Songpa's body trembled, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was tightly aimed at Chen Yongren's chest: "If you don't leave, I will shoot."

"Shoot, Songpa, do you know who the boss behind me is?" Chen Yongren looked like he didn't pay attention to the gun in the opponent's hand at all, just smiled and shook his head: "My boss knows that I came to you Collect the bills, if something happens to me today. Believe me, Sompa, then you'll have to run away with your gold. Of course, if you can escape Bangkok."

Seeing Songpa whose expression became more and more ugly because of his words, Chen Yongren who walked up to the other party changed the subject: "Also, Songpa, do you know that I hate people pointing guns at my head the most. It's a pity that some guys who are not afraid of death always like to do it. Then, I beat them all to death."

Seeing Songpa whose expression became paler because of what he said, Chen Yongren smiled: "I will make a bet with you that you have no bullets in your gun. If the gun fires, I die. If the gun does not fire, your life will be mine." I want it. How about it, bet or not?"

"Huh, huh, huh" Chen Yongren's calmness and his words made Songpa fall into panic.With his small stature, how could he go against Chen Yongren who seemed to have a powerful backstage.

"puff."

In the hall, a dull gunshot sounded suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, there was Songpa's scream: "Ah, you actually attacked unexpectedly, you have no martial arts at all."

"Snapped!"

Looking at the pistol that fell to the ground after the wrist was pierced by bullets, Chen Yongren did not take out the pistol from the windbreaker pocket, but still put it in the pocket and pointed it at Songpa: "It seems that you lost!"

"I don't know who you are, but please let me go, the gold really belongs to me, not the fat man's." Songpa begged for mercy while clutching his right wrist that kept dripping blood .

Chen Yongren smiled: "In this case, then you should clarify the matter of gold. Only in this way will I know who is lying, you or the fat man."

Feeling the pain from his wrist and thinking of the other party's gang status, Sompa no longer concealed it, so he said the thing about gold that he kept mentioning in his mouth: "Three months ago, the fat guy had no money to spend Yes. Then, they set their sights on the four gold houses in Chinatown. They knew that my business had a problem at the time, so they approached me and persuaded me to do it with them. So I did it with them, and then , and we parted."

"How much did you steal?" Looking at Songpa with a vacillating expression, Chen Yongren kindly reminded: "Don't lie, don't forget, the fat guys are all in our hands."

"A total of one hundred and one kilograms."

"One hundred and one kilograms," Chen Yongren repeated, then suddenly changed the subject and asked another question: "I think, since you have robbed gold, you should know what the latest gold price is?"

Sompa couldn't understand what Chen Yongren meant. He was silent for a moment, then nodded: "The current average international gold price is $27981 per ounce, or $987 per gram."

"In this way, one hundred and one kilograms is almost 100 million US dollars, more than 3000 million baht." Seeing Songpa who shut up and looked a little nervous, Chen Yongren sneered and shook his head: "Haha, After working for a long time, I just robbed such a small amount of money, tell me, how much did you share?"

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Hearing the disdain in Chen Yongren's words, Songpa's heart became even more entangled.He really wanted to know how much money those bastards owed. The one million yuan was ignored by the other party: "I divided it into one-fifth, and the price should be close to 100 U.S. dollars."

"20 dollars! Hahahaha, hahahaha," Chen Yongren couldn't help laughing loudly when he heard this number, and his whole body began to shake slightly.

He kept more than this amount of cash in his apartment in Tsim Sha Tsui, which really made him feel a little funny: "With such a small amount of money, how dare you pretend to be a rich man in front of Ah Xiang?"

"Ah Xiang?!" Hearing the name suddenly mentioned in the other party's mouth, Songpa, who had been a little flushed by the other party's ridicule, was stunned.The next moment, Song feared to react suddenly.

Chen Yongren didn't have the gloominess when he spoke after laughing just now, but was particularly clear and magnetic.I'm afraid Song has not forgotten this voice.

Looking at Song Fear who was staring at him in shock, knowing that the other party probably guessed his identity, Chen Yongren smiled: "Mr. Songpa, I'm glad we met again."

"Who are you, why did you appear here, and what do you want to do?" Knowing Chen Yongren's identity, Songpa's mind was in a mess at this moment.

He couldn't figure out what was the relationship between this guy and Fatty's group. If it was a debt collection, why didn't he ask for money when he found him in the Red Face Hotel.Could it be because there are other people present and they don't want to be discovered.

However, before Song could figure out how all this echoed, the second gunshot suddenly sounded in the hall to help him solve all his confusion: "Pfft."

"Pfft."

Seeing that his forehead was pierced by a bullet, he fell backwards on the concrete floor, splashing the Songpa with dust, Chen Yongren took it out of the windbreaker pocket empty-handed.

"You are such a dangerous guy, if you don't kill you, who knows how you will hurt Ah Xiang in the future?"

Shaking his head, Chen Yongren never looked at Songpa who was lying in a pool of blood, got up and walked towards the bedroom he came out of.

Although he didn't care about the gold, he believed that Axiang would like it very much.

The task of killing Song fear is completed.

Host: Chen Yongren;

Level: v5;

Experience value: 78511000;

stamina: 52;

strength: 53;

Speed: 50;

Spirit power: 71;

Points: 8051;

At 7:40 in the morning, Ratchadabiser Road, in the bedroom of an apartment on the 15th floor of BL apartment.

As usual, the autumn sun rises high in the sky, illuminating every dark corner of Bangkok.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows with white silk curtains drawn open, strands of warm sunlight shone on the big white bed, which was only one step away from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and on the handsome and charming face lying on his back.And, stacked on the gold bars beside the bed.