Bi Jian fell to the ground, holding his chest as if he was having a heart attack. He subconsciously took out a quick-acting heart pill from his trouser pocket, but he lost his grip and it rolled to the side. He reached out to take it, but Tang Ze slowly moved it away with his shoe.

"Why do I feel like you look familiar? Yes, I've seen you at the year-end meeting. You seem to be the manager of the hotel."

Bi Jian grabbed Tang Ze's trouser leg with a pleading look in his eyes.

"You are so fat, go down and lose some weight."

"You!!!" Bi Jian felt that he was very smart and had climbed up from nothing to the position of deputy general manager of the hotel, but he actually fell into the hands of a delivery man!

Tang Ze just watched Bi Jian die quietly, then threw the two bodies on the bed.

Remember not to practice the Devil in your next life, or you will die miserably.

Soon Tang Ze returned to the house, and An Bai ran over and asked curiously: "Master, what punishment did you give her?"

"Break her neck with bare hands." Tang Ze said with a smile while pinching An Bai's neck. An Bai was not afraid at all, and even looked like she was enjoying it.

Sun Ting said softly: "That's too cheap. If it were me, I would torture him severely."

"Yeah, torture." Ye Qing agreed.

Tang Ze sighed and wondered why he was hanging out with such perverts. Who taught them to be astray?

In the luxurious box of the Royal City Hotel.

A fifty-year-old man was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar, with a gold chain around his neck and a big gold ring on his hand. Two women were lying in front of him serving him.

"Fuck that bitch! How dare you kill my people!" Huo Wannian became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He immediately stood up, picked up the whip on the coffee table and walked aside.

An eighteen-year-old girl was hanging here. She was caught by Huo Wannian for trying to escape. Her body had been beaten to pieces and she was only breathing weakly.

clap clap.

Three more blood marks appeared on the girl's body, which was shocking. The two classmates kneeling beside her didn't dare to say a word.

This is what happens when you hang out in the club in the early hours of the morning.

Picking up the phone, Huo Wannian called Xi Meng, "You bitch, do you really think the men in your community can resist my attack?!"

At this time, Xi Meng, who was sitting at home, saw the call from Huo Wannian. Her brows frowned immediately, but she had no choice but to answer the call.

"Hey."

"Boss Xi, I just sent someone to talk to you, and you killed them. That's not appropriate!"

Xi Meng was confused: "Mr. Huo, what are you talking about? I don't really understand."

"Fuck you, why are you pretending to be so hypocritical with me! If you don't give me an explanation for this matter, you will die!"

Xi Meng was immediately furious. She was accused of murder for no reason. "Huo Wannian, keep your mouth shut. Don't think I, Xi Meng, am afraid of you!"

"Okay! I've been waiting for you to say this. Just wait to die in your community!" After saying that, Huo Wannian hung up the phone.

Xi Meng also slammed her phone on the table, with an annoyed look on her face.

At this time, a man in his forties appeared next to him, holding a cup of hot water and said with a smile: "Wife, don't be angry, drink some hot water."

This gentle man is Xi Meng’s husband, Fu Qi.

Belong to "Good Wife"

However, Xi Meng was able to gain a firm foothold with the help of Fu Qi's family, otherwise how could a weak woman achieve such an achievement.

Xi Meng took the hot water and drank a little, then said calmly, "Husband, you should drink some too."

"I'm not thirsty."

Simmons didn't say anything else and inserted her slender fingers into her hair.

"Did you have a disagreement with Mr. Huo?"

Xi Meng hummed.

"Actually, I don't think it's a bad thing to cooperate with Mr. Huo. Mr. Huo has water, and you have a food warehouse, but water is more scarce." Fu Qi persuaded. In fact, this was not the first time he persuaded him, but he just wouldn't listen.

Xi Meng immediately said in a deep voice: "Were those conditions proposed by him? Sending women to them regularly and asking men to be their thugs. When have I, Xi Meng, ever bowed to evil forces?"

"Hey, things are different now. Today you let a few strangers in and distributed supplies. Some people have expressed their opinions to me."

"Who?!" Xi Meng's eyes turned cold.

"Oh, don't worry about who it is. Supplies are so scarce right now, so don't be so kind. Otherwise, the people below will rebel."

With a bang, Xi Meng slammed the table and shouted, "Dare!"

Fu Qi looked at his obsessed wife and shook his head, finally realizing the terrifying compassion.

In the club's private room, Huo Wannian slammed his phone onto the sofa and grabbed the kneeling girl's hair to vent his anger.

Thirty seconds later, Huo Wannian felt a little more relaxed, picked up his phone, dialed a number, and then put on his signature smile.

"Mr. Qian, I wonder if you received my gift?"

The girl's screams were heard on the phone, and at the same time, Mr. Qian's voice was heard: "These girls are very good, I like them very much."

"I still have some here. When Mr. Qian gets tired of playing, I'll send him new ones."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Huo, you understand me."

"Hiss, Mr. Qian, what happened last time???"

Qian Zhongran paused and said with a smile: "Boss Huo, guns are hard to come by now. The people on duty at the General Administration would rather destroy all the bullets than hand them over."

"Didn't you say last time that you could get a gun from the armed police?"

"Haha, there are a lot of dead armed policemen outside the gate. They would rather starve to death inside than trade with me, brother."

Huo Wannian cursed in his heart, I sent a few pretty girls over, but you didn't even give them a gun!

When I get a gun, I'm going to kill you!

"Hey, Mr. Qian, I'm planning to destroy the Shanhu Community. If you just give me a gun, I'll tie up Xi Meng and send her to your bed. How about that?"

"Are you serious?" Qian Zhongran's tone suddenly became serious. It seems that Simmons is still very tempting.

Huo Wannian cursed inwardly at the old fox.

"Can I cheat you out of money?"

"Haha, you wouldn't dare. How about this? We have robbed a few shotguns from the escort company and will give you one, plus five bullets."

Escort?

Huo Wannian wanted to slap himself. How come he didn't expect that this group of people would let Qian Zhongran take the lead.

"Boss Qian, five bullets are a little short."

"What's less? Guns nowadays are meant to deter people. Who would bet on whether your gun has bullets? One shot will scare everyone."

A shotgun and five bullets in exchange for a beauty like Simmons, Huo Wannian himself was amused. I'll give you a piece of shit, get the gun first.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Qian. I will send someone to visit you later."

"Bring two more beauties here."

Grass mud horse!

"Okay, I'll definitely give you the money to choose the best one."

After hanging up the phone, Huo Wannian yelled loudly to vent his anger. He looked at the woman next to him and found that he couldn't raise his head. He became even angrier and picked up a whip to whip her.

Suddenly a painful sound was heard.

After we take over Shanhu Community and recruit the men there, we will kill Qian Zhongran. No matter how many bullets you have, how can they compare to my numbers?

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