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Sitting in the car, he returned home.

Sitting in a chair, he opened the drawer and pulled out a thick stack of folders.

Qin Mo's expression was indeed a little surprised.

Then he reached out and opened it and began to check.

The senior executives of the construction company are all talented.

There is a lot of black material.

It's time to make some moves, otherwise Xu Jiang will really think that he is easy to bully.

Qin Mo got up from the chair and twisted his neck.

He raised his legs and walked out of the house.

"Call someone!" Qin Mo stood at the door and glanced at the broken leg beside him.

Qi Aiguo raised his lips and nodded slightly.

The two of them walked down the stairs slowly.

"Hey! Gather the brothers, we're going to do something big tonight."

Wearing a black windbreaker, Qin Mo hummed a song and sat in the back seat.

Looking at the twilight outside the car window.

The vehicles were slowly driving on the road, and one car after another drove out from various streets.

Following behind the Hutouben.

Looking at this scene, the people staring at Qin Mo frowned, and inexplicably had a bad sense of déjà vu in their hearts.

Suddenly, a rapid whistle sounded.

The man's pupils shrank, and a dazzling light flashed.

A huge mud truck rushed over.

With a bang.

The vehicle was knocked several meters away and rolled on the ground for several circles.

It has been knocked out of its original appearance.

Twisted and broken, gasoline flowed out of the fuel tank, and sparks from electrical appliances ignited the fuel tank. With a bang, a mushroom cloud surged on the road.

A vicissitudes of life middle-aged man got off the mud truck, looking at the situation in front of him, his expression did not change at all. He took his mobile phone and called the police.

Standing there waiting for the subsequent trial.

Qin Mo, sitting in the car, listened to the explosion behind him, his expression did not change at all.

The corners of his mouth were raised, humming a ballad

"Hey, Brother Mo, this dump truck is really something." Broken Leg glanced at the rearview mirror and said to Qin Mo:"If it were you, I would just kill Xu Jiang with the dump truck."

"Don't think about killing someone every day." Qin Mo, who was sitting in the back seat, looked up at the driver in front of him and said,"You only have one life, but you can spend money to let countless people work for you.""

"I understand the truth, but it's really nice to do it yourself."Broken Legs laughed and scratched his head.

Qin Mo rolled his eyes, you are really perverted.

When Qin Mo and others were still on the road.

Gao Qiqiang and Tang Xiaolong were sitting in Bai Jinhan's private room at this moment.

The two seemed a little uneasy and nervous.

Gao Qiqiang took Tang Xiaolong's mobile phone, made a call, and took two deep breaths.

Waiting for the call to be connected.

The phone rang for a few seconds before it was connected.

Xu Jiang on the other side of the phone asked fiercely:"How dare you call me?"

"I'm the person you're looking for!" Gao Qiqiang rubbed his fingers nervously, trying to disperse his nervousness. His palms were sweating.

He tried hard to make his voice sound calmer.

He said to the other end of the phone.

Hearing this, Xu Jiang was stunned for a moment.

"Are you calling me to find death? Okay, I'll help you!"Xu Jiang's eyes flashed with murderous intent:"Tell me, where are you?"

"If I die in your club, will you clean it up? I heard that the police are watching you recently. I'm afraid it's not easy for Boss Xu to clean it up, right?"Gao Qiqiang's heart skipped a beat when he heard Xu Jiang's threat.

He suppressed his panic and turned the tables.

"Waiter!" Seeing the waiter passing by the door, Gao Qiqiang raised his hand and called out.

The other party walked in puzzled.

Gao Qiqiang smiled and looked at the waiter in front of him:"Tell my friend, where is this"

""Okay, sir!" The waiter nodded, took the phone and said,"Hello, this is Bai Jinhan's room 1207, welcome."

Hearing this, Xu Jiang felt extremely aggrieved.

He tightly grasped the phone in his hand.

He took a deep breath and praised,"Enough, enough courage!"

"But I don't talk business with the dead."Xu Jiang didn't know what confidence the other party had to call him, so he was ready to test it.

Gao Qiqiang narrowed his eyes when he heard this. As long as the other party was curious, the next plan could be implemented smoothly.

He then said confidently:"You have to talk! Otherwise, if I die, I will definitely drag you in."

"Who are you talking to?" Hearing the other party's tone, Xu Jiang felt a surge of anger in his heart, and he tried to yell again:"Do you think I will be afraid of you if you say a few crazy words?"

"Boy, if you have the guts, don't leave. I'll kill you."

"You don't believe it, right?" Gao Qiqiang changed his position in the chair and looked around anxiously. He was not sure if he could scare Xu Jiang.

But this was the only way now.

He took a deep breath and said,"If you don't believe it, I'll hand over Huang Cuicui's things to the police."

Xu Jiang's temples were throbbing with veins, and his tone suddenly became very serious:"You try? Don't leave yet, I'll come over!"

"You let Tang Xiaohu go first!" Gao Qiqiang quickened his voice, threatened Xu Jiang, and immediately hung up the phone. He looked very confident.

Looking at the hung up phone, Xu Jiang's heart was also a little nervous.

Huang Cuicui's things are really in his hands?

How did he get them?

At this time, outside a factory in the suburbs.

A group of people drove a car and surrounded the factory.

Countless headlights illuminated the door of the factory.

Qin Mo, who was sitting in the car, watched the door of the factory slowly open.

Immediately, a head appeared, looking at the situation in front of him in confusion, shielding the sun with his hands and yelling:"Who are you!"

Qin Mo, who was sitting in the back seat, waved his hand when he saw this.

The man sitting in the driver's seat opened the car door when he saw this.

He took the knife from the younger brother next to him.

""Go!"

With a command from Broken Legs, a car sped towards the gate.

The people standing at the door shouted in panic.

With a loud bang, the door of the warehouse was suddenly knocked down.

A group of people filed in and rushed inside.

Qin Mo, who was sitting in the car, took out a cigarette and lit it, looking at the full moon hanging in the sky.

He sighed.

More than ten minutes later,

Broken Legs took a tissue and wiped his cheek, the hostility in his eyes had not dissipated.

Under the stimulation of adrenaline, his cheeks were a little red.

He looked at Qin Mo sitting in the back seat and said respectfully:"Brother Mo, it's solved."

Broken Legs opened the car door.

Qin Mo got out of the car.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he lifted his leg and walked inside.

Stepping into the warehouse, Qin Mo slightly covered his nose with one hand.

A foul smell of blood filled his nose.

The lights in the warehouse were dim, and one plastic tarpaulin after another was covering the surroundings. It was stained with blood.

When the tarpaulin was lifted, an operating table appeared in front of Qin Mo.