Sitting in the car, Chen Zhiqing picked up a cigar and he was smoking the cigar in big mouthfuls. More than ten minutes later, Chen Jun answered the phone, said a few words, and turned to look at Chen Zhiqing behind him, "Brother Qing, you're done."

Chen Zhiqing smiled, threw the cigar outside, then rolled the window, the Mercedes-Benz backed, and soon disappeared on the side of the road.

Half an hour later, five or six luxury cars were parked around an abandoned wasteland, and more than a dozen people had to stand on the wasteland, four or five people kneeling in the middle, their hands were tied up, and they were wearing black hoods.

Chen Zhiqing's Mercedes-Benz was parked aside, he got out, and then, a dozen people around him bowed their heads together, "Brother Qing."

It was very dark. Chen Zhiqing waved his hand and the four or five people's heads were taken off, and all the mouths were blocked and some were injured.

Chen Jun glanced at Chen Zhiqing next to him, "Brother Qing, what's going on next."

Chen Zhiqing smiled slightly, and a very gentle scholarly aura appeared again. Then, he slowly walked to one of them. He looked at the person kneeling in front of him, and took another cigar. He smoked a few sips of the cigar, and Chen Jun next to him handed him a pistol.

Chen Zhiqing looked at the person in front of him, holding a cigar in his mouth, pressing his forehead with a gun on his forehead, and without asking anything, he heard a "bang!" and the man fell to the ground. When he was the end, he still stared at Chen Zhiqing here. He probably never expected that this gentle man would be so terrifying and evil.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zhiqing turned his head and walked to another man next to him. He still pressed his head, and the gun was banging at his sky spirit cover. Blood splattered on his face, and there were three consecutive gunshots on his clothes. Chen Zhiqing stood aside and looked at the person lying on the ground. There were still some blood on his glasses. He smiled and took off his glasses, and his smile was still very gentle. Immediately afterwards, he brought his glasses with him again.

He was covered in blood and turned around and handed the gun to Chen Jun on the side. "Change all the brothers sent outside. Don't act without permission. Be prepared. Happy Forest will open. Everything will follow the plan." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the Mercedes-Benz. "I want to go home and take a shower, change my clothes. I also made an appointment with Mayor Zhao tonight."

"Brother Qing" Chen Jun chased after him, "Whose people belong to these people? How did you find out?"

"What does it have to do with us?" Chen Zhiqing looked at Chen Jun with a smile. "Driving your car, taking me home, I'll take a shower and change clothes, and tell my brothers that you don't need to hide anymore, and it's useless to hide anymore. What should you do? We are already transparent, there is no need to hide anymore. It's time to show everyone out."

"I understand, Brother Qing." Chen Jun turned around and looked behind him. A group of people were digging a pit, dragging the body into it. He turned around and looked at Chen Zhiqing on the side. "Brother Qing, there is no news about the butcher, but logically speaking, he should hide in City L, and he has no other place to go."

"It's okay, everything is done according to the plan, let the butcher's affairs be put aside, and then, please contact the instructor and ask him when he can send me a group of people. I want it to be useful. The situation in L City is much more chaotic than we expected."

Chen Jun nodded, "I understand, Brother Qing, I'll contact them now when I go back."

Chen Zhiqing didn't say anything, and got back to the car. Under his gentle appearance, he didn't even blink his eyes from the murder to the end. However, after getting in the car, he looked at the blood in his hands and laughed again.

It was late at night, Bai Lele and Zhang Haoran were sitting in a barbecue stall on the side of the road, eating barbecue. The two fat men were still quite conspicuous at the barbecue stall. At this time, a middle-aged man sat down. He looked like he was in his forties or fifties, much older than Bai Lele and Zhang Haoran. Two fat men, one white and the other black, staring at the man opposite him, "Brother, isn't there a place there? Why do you have to do it to us?"

"What, do you know our brothers or what?"

The man smiled, "I'm here to send a sentence to you two for the gamblers. There are a few new places on his side. Now there is a shortage of people. If you are interested, you can come here. In the future, you will be the gamblers. Of course, there is only one chance. You two should think about it carefully." The man smiled and took out a business card from his pocket and placed it on the table. "Now we sincerely invite the two to join. After thinking about it, call me. Of course, not at all times. Tomorrow, there is only one day, and I will wait for your phone call." The man's voice suddenly changed, and he smiled at Bai Lele and the other two, "I still said the same thing. I hope you two will not let down the good intentions of the gamblers!" The man's words followed with a very serious threat. He turned around and stood up and left.

Bai Lele and Zhang Haoran were both not eating anymore. The two fat men stared at the business card on the table and were silent.

"Boss, let's have two more bottles of beer." Bai Lele raised his hand and said, "No, it's not two bottles, it's four bottles!"

"You need six! Ha beer!" Zhang Haoran added, then picked up the business card in front of Bai Lele. "Black fat man, tell me, if you do this, how many people can Wang Long beside him in the end."

"Who knows that everyone is different from everyone. He understands that it is a threatening tone. The new scene in his mouth is obviously the scene of Brother Long before. If we don't go, then they might have a crackdown on our brother one day."

"If you sell it by pound, you can still sell it for a lot of money."

"Why are you embarrassed to say that if I can sell it by pound, how can you lose a few pounds than me?"

"Hahaha" Zhang Haoran laughed and played with the business card. "Black fat man, then what do you mean?"
Chapter completed!