After leaving the door, the fat man took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "President, the matter is done. I have taken the video of their adults. This time I will definitely make the Yuyang Club stink. Please be kind to me."

Right! But I’m risking my life, so you have to give me some extra dividends at the end of the year!”

After hanging up the phone, the fat man squeezed his painful right hand tighter, with a sharp and cold look in his eyes.

At Yuyang Club, Chen Yuyang laughed loudly and said to the onlookers: "I'm sorry, everyone is shocked. Today's consumption is all on my head, Chen. I hope everyone can have a good time!"

Everyone was naturally happy to have a free lunch. Only Yang Xiaojun and Li Mingzhe still had gloomy faces, saying: "Yangzi, is this the end of the matter? I can't swallow this breath!"

"Forget it?" Chen Yuyang sneered and said, "Zai Zai, let the two brothers follow that kid and see which newspaper and media he belongs to. I'm going to kill them! Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys!"

"Hehe, do you want my help?" Ye Siquan ran over at this time and said with a smile.

"Sister, do you have any masters under you?" Chen Yuyang asked.

Ye Siquan took out the phone, weighed it twice, and asked idiotically: "Are level A considered masters?"

"Of course, how many are there?"

"Five or six!" Ye Siquan said casually.

When Chen Yuyang heard this, he secretly marveled. Grandma's magic sect is indeed a behemoth that has been passed down for many years. Five or six A-level masters were actually assigned to a little girl. Chen Yuyang lowered his voice and said: "Get two of them to follow that fat man and ask

Once you find out who is trying to trick us, kill them directly and leave no one behind!"

"Okay! I'll contact you right away!"

Ye Siquan took out the phone and smiled shortly after: "Done!" He said very ambiguously and leaned next to Chen Yuyang's ear and said: "Good brother, remember what you owe me this time, I will let you pay it back!

"

Chen Yuyang only felt his ears itching, and he was stunned and stopped talking.

At Jixiang Magazine, the fat man came to the president's office happily and said: "President, the matter has been settled!"

The tall and thin middle-aged man opposite laughed and said: "Okay! But Fatty has yours. You know that Mr. Su has paid two million this time to ruin the Yuyang Club. I will give it to you after it is done."

Dividends!”

"Here's the thing!" The fat man spread his right hand, but his eyes suddenly widened. Inside the fist he held tightly, the miniature camera had deformed, and it looked like it had been pinched hard. However, the fat man became anxious now.

Said: "Here, what is going on? Could it be that boy, that boy..."

"Fat man, what on earth is going on?"

However, the fat man couldn't explain why. This miniature camera can be said to be the best quality camera in the country. How much strength does it take to be able to be pinched like this?

It took a long time for Fatty Ran to recover from his surprise and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I still have a back-up plan!"

He took out a small tape recorder from his trousers pocket and said: "I have recorded their conversations. Although there is no real video, it can be regarded as evidence!"

But just when Fatty Ran was about to hand the tape recorder to the middle-aged man, a black shadow flashed past, and Fatty Ran let out a painful howl, and blood splattered. One of Fatty Ran's arms was cut off directly.

"Who instigated you to cause trouble at Yuyang Club?" The voice was a little hoarse.

"This, this..." The middle-aged man suddenly collapsed on the chair and was speechless.

The man in black said sternly: "Say!!!"

"Yes, yes, he is Governor Su's son, Mr. Su Changhong!"
Chapter completed!