Hidden Assassin

I'm gonna kill him. He wants to.

Life in the area for decades, when you really want to kill, maybe not many, and as a family asset over hundreds of millions of dudes, Tan Junrong, if you want to do this, is obviously much more likely to achieve it than ordinary people. Over a hundred million dollars in household property - a value that may depreciate dramatically in a few years, but now, in 1999 alone, millionaires can be said to be millionaires in many places, and the name billionaire can still scare a lot of people.

Kill him! He repeated the thought one thousand times in his heart, biting his teeth and walking around in the little tent.

Looking back at the short DV movie he saw a few minutes ago, he was threatened. His heart was turned over and over, his breath and blood surged and he was restless. Thus, the morning planting also landed, how could he not have expected to meet such a person? Shameless! Nasty, nasty! Gu Jia Ming must die!

In his past 20 years of life, he can be regarded as an excellent provider of respect. Sometimes he travels arrogantly, often in order to chase MM to find gangsters to beat people up and so on. But he has not killed anyone. Of course, the main reason is that it is too troublesome to get people to deal with it. But this time, he has decided to kill this guy even in more trouble. Most importantly, there is no guilt in my heart. I am acting on behalf of God.

Standing and sitting in a tent, it took about half an hour to build a psyche. “Killing” has been engraved into his mind as a five-year plan and he must kill this guy regardless of all relationships and money. So, after taking a few deep breaths, he started calling.

“Hey Uncle Gu, I need to see you... I know how many times you are in Jianghai, help me introduce you to someone... I'm going to kill someone... it's not a joke, money is not a problem, I will spend as much money as I want... it's important to be reliable... don't worry, I have no background on this guy I'm going to kill... OK, I'll just tell him that this has nothing to do with Uncle Gu, don't worry... it doesn't matter later... hmm banana brother? OK, I'll wait for him to call..."

In the past, he had never been so nervous about getting paid to fight, and buying a homicide was the first time in the world, but he couldn't tell his father, otherwise he must have many ways to go. Uncle Gu is a trustworthy man, but... banana? Knowing that people in the triad have all kinds of nicknames, but it's weird to call them that. About ten minutes later, the phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Hey, I'm a banana.” There was an age-inclusive voice coming from the phone, slowly clamping some sand and dumb, which sounded pretty reliable, "you paid? ”

“Well, I am…”

“Idiot! From now on, don't talk about your profile or ask too many questions. It's important to pay 300,000 a mouth. After we've read the information and decided to accept it, we'll pay 150,000 upfront. We'll pay the remaining 150,000 when we succeed. We'll make sure it's safe and reliable. Is there a problem? ”

“No, no. ”

“Okay, first give an overview of the background of the target, then I'll ask you to put it in a place, and we'll check it out, and just give us an overview over the phone. ”

“Good. He... is a man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, should have no background, is from the Huang family group, but you also know that the Huang family has collapsed, and he was not much liked by his family before, basically has no status, now of course it is even more..."

“Say the name. ”

Eh?

Probably couldn't stand his sluggishness, and the banana over the phone yelled: “Name, why is there no name in the background! ”

“Oh, his name is Gu Jiaming. ”

“...” The microphone was silent for a long time, "I mean... your name. ”

“I... you said you wouldn't ask for my profile...”

“It's different now, your name.” Bananas say word for word.

Tan Junrong was not a fool. Suddenly something unexpectedly turned around. His heart was heavy. Some hearts repeated: "You said not to ask about personal data...”

“Say it! ”

“ …… ”

“If you don't say so, you'll find out!” After listening to Tan Junrong's silence, the gangster named Banana shouted angrily, "Kill Gu Jiaming! I'm telling you, your whole family is gonna die! Don't fuck around in China or I'll find you sooner or later! Fuck your grandmother, you dare to move anyone, the smell of milk has not dried, not knowing the thickness of the heavens and the earth, kill Gu Jiaming, eat the banana..."

Angry banana growled and growled over the microphone. Tan Junrong opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only hang up the phone bang. Can't figure out what to do. Does this Gu family have a gangster background... After a few seconds, the phone rang again, he pressed the call key, and angry curses kept coming out over there.

“I'm not done fucking yelling at you, hang up the phone... this is the phone right, you try it, sooner or later, turn out your details, then kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill, sample, if you have the nerve not to hang up the phone, I have something to do with it in the telecom station...”

“Shit, I actually met a madman...” Hang up the phone again, Tan Junrong sat there for half a day without returning to God. For the first time in his life, the idea of trying to kill someone was cursed into an incredibly confused mind. The person Ancient Uncle gave the search, didn't he say it was very reliable, what happened? He was taken care of by his father, deliberately finding a madman to play with me or what...

On the other hand, Jianghai, the headquarters of the Shazhu Group, nearly 11 o'clock, a group of people sat in the living room rubbing mahjong. Liu Zheng seems to have good luck today. He won several consecutive wins. He is in a very good mood. He is also listening to the beard in this game. He touched the cards in an awkward manner. His face is weird and his face is changing rapidly. Several people at the same table belong to the Sandhu Group. He knows that Liu Zheng Weingli's temperament is quite casual. Anyway, he doesn't pay special attention to winning or losing. He was on the side of some of the parents' short, helping out with the common affairs. Most of the time, Ahai's wife had a child, Xiao Su was cut off again, and last week he saw Jiaming and Shasha shopping and so on. In this atmosphere, a gang took the phone and gave it to Liu Zheng: "Boss, Brother Banana's phone. ”

“Hmm.” One hand answered the phone and the other hand was still touching Mahjong, his technique was not very good. This one seemed to be fuzzy, and it didn't seem to be, so I was particularly nervous. “Hey, Banana, what's up? ”

“What is it? Someone wants to buy a homicide...”

“Murder, every day, you have another business, good thing...” Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“A good thing? Is it a good thing someone wants to kill your son-in-law? ”

“Great!” He touched it out, his right hand flipped, smashed it on the table, and only smashed it in half. The joyful expression suddenly stifled, the loud bang echoed in the living room, just saw the whole table as if it was about to be smashed. The mahjong of the full table jumped. The three brothers who were chatting were also frightened, and stood there. No way, the boss was so excited today for the first time, did he finally have a big bang?

“Great?” Bananas screamed on the phone, "Boss Liu, do you have any humanity, I'm worried for you, you guys are too short of morality, everyone out to talk about conscience... well, you can't do this to your daughter's son-in-law... oh, are you dissatisfied with your son-in-law, I think he's fine, he's a little soft, but we're out to hang out, you don't want your daughter's son-in-law to be your successor, now it's almost the 21st century, when the triad has no future... step back, even if you're not satisfied, but you don't want him dead, he didn't do anything sorry for Shasha... not I said you, hello, don't hang up..."

Ignoring the endless nagging in the microphone, Liu Zhengqing looked at Tieqing, banging his brother on the table, his eyes swept severely over several people in front of him. He thought Hu Dazhuang's cock had come to see it. Someone said, "Boss, this is... a scam...” He didn't care, took a deep breath: “Are you talking about Jia Ming? ”

“Uh, yeah.” A big brother next door nodded, "I saw him shopping with Sasha last week. That... looks like he bought a lot of stuff, huh...”

“You all know Jiaming, right? ”

“Of course…” something may have happened, a few people looked at it and had some doubts in their mind.

Liu Zheng reached out: “Right, my son-in-law, Sasha's boyfriend, everyone knows what a good child, no fighting, no cursing, gentle personality, polite to everyone, never bullied anyone with our relationship, eating, drinking, gambling and not taking advantage of each other. Look out there and see who the bunch of rabbits who only know how to compare to Ancient Enchant as a hooligan. There's more than he can stand up to! ”

“That's right, that's right...”

He took two pictures on the table: "Such a nice kid, you said Sasha was my daughter, but I have to admit that she is not temperamental and rude and beats people up with bats every day and doesn't cook. You know, they live outside the school and Sasha eats white food. Sometimes I think she deserves to be mistreated by Jiaming. Who does he offend with his personality? Even when we were younger, I couldn't be angry with a child like Jiaming if someone looked at us and wanted to get mad...”

“Mm-hmm...” Everyone nodded.

“But now someone's trying to buy him a murder.” Liu Zhengnu, “Banana just called, someone actually wants to move Jiaming, can someone tell me what this is? ”

“No, no way...”

“Fuck you, boss, who do you want to kill...”

“Let his family die...”

“It actually moved onto our heads...”

“It's our own business...”

For a while, the house was full of hooligans and bad guys. Liu Zheng's entire table of mahjong who overthrew his own scam: “Shit, there are no good people in the world... we're taking Skywalking's place today!” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)