My NO.1 Mr.

Yan Qiting's head hurts.

The wound on the back of his head seemed to have been bandaged indiscriminately by something. The material was poor, and it was rubbed against the bottom of the carriage. The pain caused him to wake up early.

It was dark in front of my eyes, as if I was covered by something.The air was filled with the pungent smell of smoke, and it was difficult to breathe.Yan Qiting wanted to open his mouth to catch his breath, but found that his mouth was also sealed by something.

The sense of restraint coming from his body made him understand that he had been tied up and thrown into a small space, and judging from the degree of bumps in his body, this should be a van that was beeping all over except the horn.The stench of soot and instant noodles in the car was disgusting.

Yan Qiting cursed in his heart, what the hell is this place, he can't even straighten his feet.Even if a dead person has a coffin to lie in, Laozi is better than a living person, and the treatment of a dead person is not as good as that of a dead person.

He was cursing, but he heard voices coming from not far away, it sounded like there were three or four people.He immediately stopped his activities, and listened carefully to the conversations of these people, trying to find some clues, so as to see what kind of ghosts and monsters these so-called snake and tiger halls are.

The first thing that got into my ears was Brother Niu's loud voice, and he was smoking a cigarette when he heard it: "Come out, bastard, I'm going to fly a plane, you've been thinking about it for a long time, will you play cards? I won't change the old six."

"No, Brother Niu, I was just thinking about a question." The voice sounded like the little bald guy who was thrown over by Yan Qiting's kick just now. It should be a ghost spirit.

"Yo, you kid still thinks about problems, let's talk, brother, I'm in a good mood today. Speaking of which, this kid is really a ghost, and he takes a group of people with him wherever he goes. It's hard to catch him today. Stepping on his mother for a month is not in vain."

"That's right, that's right, we did a great job this time, Brother Niu, I wonder how the hall master will reward us when we go back?" The voice of the bastard sounded slick, and he didn't know what he was planning.

"What kind of reward do you want?" Brother Niu took a puff of cigarette, held it in his lungs, and burst out one by one as he spoke, "Food, drink, spicy, you can choose the princess in the private room, and you can choose the young models in the club. Is the reward enough to comfort my buddies?"

As soon as Brother Niu finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the carriage.

The seat in the front row creaked, and it seemed that someone got up and glanced back.

Yan Qiting's first reaction was to close his eyes, pretending he hadn't woken up yet.

If he could see at this moment, he would see himself lying in the back seat of the van where there should be a row of seats, lying with a large pile of iron pipes, steel strips, knives and axes.

The man glanced at the prey still there, seemed relieved at last, and turned back again.

The laughter faded away, and the bum said, "Hey Brother Niu, this boss... looks quite rich."

The seat creaked again, and Yan Qiting felt the eyes of the three people in the front row all over him, and sneered in his heart, I'm afraid that you will take my money if you don't want to spend it.

Brother Niu snorted: "What nonsense, you, you can tie him up if you don't have money?"

The bum muttered for a while, and said as if he had made up his mind: "No, brother Niu, what I mean is that our brothers all come out to ask for money. Since he is so rich, why don't we just eat it?" , I have to honestly go back and return to my life, isn't that stupid..."

There was a crisp snap, and the bald man hugged the bald head with a howl, but it was Brother Niu who rewarded him with a chestnut: "Nonsense, are we like that? Isn't this smashing your own brand?"

The bastard pursed his mouth and stopped talking.Another person next to him said: "Brother Niu, what the third brother said makes sense. What is the Snake and Tiger Hall? It's a mess. Now that the country is so strict, our brothers might as well grab him this time, and then go to Myanmar, and then set up the Qinglong Club and the Niuhutang, isn't it more arrogant than him?"

"Nonsense! You little bastards, if you see something with an eye for money, no matter how rich he is, can he compare to the loyalty of our brothers!" Brother Niu raised his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed, and suddenly no one spoke. .

Several people played cards in silence for a while, and the driver suddenly said to the back: "Brother Niu, get on the highway."

Brother Niu let out an oh, not in a high mood.When the few people saw it, they didn't dare to say anything else, and followed him to play cards in a muffled voice.

After playing a few more rounds, Brother Niu won a lot, and proudly shook his ticket in front of several people, his mood gradually improved.

The atmosphere gradually loosened, and the bum couldn't help but said: "Is that woman telling the truth? You think he can really give money?"

After the card was dealt, Brother Niu took a few puffs of cigarettes while looking at the cards: "Why don't you pay me? Cut off a few fingers to see if he will give it. It's three."

That woman?

Which girl?Yan Qiting muttered in his heart, Angle? Vivian?Han Yue?Or that so-and-so?

He listened attentively, and felt that the few people in front were no longer paying attention to him, so he took advantage of the bumps of the car body to move his position, trying to find out if there was anything convenient in the compartment, which could be used to lift the nylon rope on the handle.

"True four. What if you chop off your fingers and don't give it?"

"Chop off your fingers and don't even give it? Then chop off your toes, chop off your life, will you give it?" Brother Niu yelled, "Do you want it? No? Shunzi, four five six seven eight."

"Hey, Shunzi! Five-six-seven-eight-nine!" The wretch grinned smugly, his bald head shining brightly in the dim light of the carriage.

"You son of a bitch, I dare to take my cards." Brother Niu flicked four 10s out, "Do you still want to fuck?"

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the bum shrugged, "That's probably what I have to give, I'm afraid this kid has some backing..."

"Bah, that's not something you and I should think about!" Brother Niu snorted, "Talking to you bastard is really disappointing, damn it, sixth son!"

The sixth child replied in the front seat, he was kicked by Yan Qiting and his lifeblood was injured, and now he is out of his wits.

"It's ok, you keep it," Brother Niu threw a pair of Js, and cursed, "I have a backer to control the fart, take off your clothes, throw it on the bed and have an indescribable relationship with that woman, and then find a few brothers to shoot Come down and see if he gives money or not."

When Yan Qiting heard it in the trunk, his eyes were filled with anger. At the same time, with his hands tied behind his back, he finally found a fire ax from the control tools piled in the trunk. But in terms of his current scope of activities, it is already the most convenient tool.

The three eyes lit up: "Tall, it's really tall! These rich people are afraid of nothing but this. Speaking of which, that woman is also fucking indebted. It's not good to lie to anyone. She tricked us into the Snake Tiger Hall." , then don’t you want to cut it!”

The other one threw the right Q: "Indeed, I'm so stupid. I heard that the stock is locked up, and I'm anxious to make money."

The stocks are locked up... Yan Qiting probably guessed who it was, and suddenly felt powerless to complain.

Heroine, can you please change to another pit?You can't keep cheating on me just because I'm your father!

"Tch, at her level, she doesn't have any ball skills. What can I do to make money? I'm just an idiot!" Brother Niu shook the cigarette case, and the empty one fell to the ground with a bang, "The cigarette is gone, who still has it?"

"I have, I have, Brother Niu, smoke mine." The other handed a cigarette with a wink, lit it up, pouted in the direction of Yan Qiting and said: "No, she is the only one who can hook up This kind of son from a rich family? Whether you believe it or not, I don’t believe it anyway.”

"It doesn't matter how she hooks up, just give her money." Brother Niu squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarette: "You bastard, you can't play a card, and if you don't play a card, I can do it, so there is only one fucking article left. Let's go for a while, okay?"

The bum didn't speak yet, but the driver who had been silent all this time suddenly honked his horn and cursed loudly: "Damn it, what's wrong with these broken cars? Your family drives this highway?" The latter sentence is right. He was yelling outside the window, and after he finished yelling, he began to honk the horn again——di-di, di-di!

"Damn! These idiots!" Seeing that honking was useless, the driver slowed down cursing.

The people who were playing cards in the carriage looked up and found that the cars that passed by when they didn't pay attention just now were all parallel in front of the van. The good four-lane expressway was completely blocked by them.

Just now, the van that rear-ended Yan Qiting made a few beeps, and was blocked behind four cars like theirs. He poked his head out and said, "Brother Niu, something is wrong."

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Brother Niu rolled down the window and said to the other side: "What are you talking about? What the hell are you talking about? What's wrong? What's wrong with your kid's eyes?"

The big oily man was about to speak, when the xenon headlights flashed and the driver of the small car, Yan Qiting, also drove over and said loudly: "Brother Niu, look at that Cayenne in front!"

Brother Niu raised his head, and the reflection from the car window made it hard to see the outside. He turned off the roof lights and opened the forehead of the front seat: "Fuck! Isn't this the kid's Cayenne? Who drove it?"

The low-key and beautiful Cayenne has a dent in its buttocks. On the C-pillar at the rear of the car, the dent from the hard hitting of a baseball bat still remains on it. It is the Cayenne that Yan Qiting drove just now.

Yan Qiting thought about it carefully, he did not turn off the engine when he got off the car just now, but why did this car catch up by itself, the ghost car?

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