what happens?

When he was beaten up by two hideous men and screamed, curled up on the ground, then held up with his hands and pressed his face down on the desk, Nar Rick thought.

How could he end up in such a field?

Rick's head buzzed, and there were stars in front of him, and half of his cheek was immersed in numbness and pain.

What did he do wrong? Which one did he offend? "Hey, don't kill me," a cold and unquestionable voice rang out, "I have something to ask."

The force that clamped his arms was a little loosened.

But Rick couldn't relax.

Two minutes ago, he was sitting safely in the warehouse office of the fireworks factory, reading and writing letters in an orderly manner, checking account books, assigning personnel, handling affairs, and watching the workers in the field pretend to pack the dirt powder for fireworks for people.

Unexpectedly, the vicious man holding the short knife did not threaten or torture him anymore. The former sneered, as if he was a little moved.

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Eight years ago, the fate of the one-night war on Hongfang Street changed drastically, which made him wandering and could only escape back to Nan'an and return to Emerald City in shame.

The man who stroked the short knife narrowed his eyes, and his fierce appearance showed a hint of cruelty.

The dock interbank group is timid and wants to whitewash the business and get rid of their relationship. The Hanbuer drug dealers in Congzhongcheng want to engage in "cooperation" and open up the sales channels of Xilu.

It's so unlucky.

Rick nodded and subconsciously touched the blindfold on his face, but was pressed tightly by the big man next to him.

The worst and most unavoidable part of his recent unlucky encounters.

"If you need me to write a letter to serve Dalazanchi..."

"No, no, no, no, no, no," Rick cried, "You are the hardest, most difficult, and most terrifying boss in the Blood Bottle Gang."

Is it Tate Bischoff?

The cruel man smiled coldly, and he winked. The subordinates on both sides stepped forward and held Rick's face up to prevent him from struggling.

Not good.

Because this is what fate owes him.

He has fierce expressions and neat movements.

hateful!

Not me.

Yes, last time, he paid the price to be alive.

The workers in the warehouse are on holidays and going to attend the celebration.

The entire Jade City was also in turmoil and uneasy, and everyone was in danger.

"Yes...yes...we are just selling fireworks, and the safe and money box are there..."

These outlaws came for the "head wolf".

Is it the dispute case in Fengpei Village Tiandi? It is impossible.

Actually...

"That's why you need me to be complete! Dear Mr. Nekra!!!"

He looked down at his half forearm that had become bare again.

He made it through hard work and strength!

Quite bad.

Manage more people.

Feisuo promoted him, definitely not because he was hard.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Belicia and Fantasy Blade. Both of these two women, a femme fatale and a vicious woman, who was just instructed by the above and was responsible for the execution.

"I, I'm negligent in my work," Rick tried his best not to let his voice tremble, "to implicate his son... he died unfortunately."

Rick trembled and curled up with his back against the desk.

Thinking of this, Rick said bitterly: "And Boss Lazanchi, he doesn't matter whether he chooses or uses people..."

"everything!!"

We, hurry up, they, shifts, Rick endured the severe pain in his belly, barely grasped these words.

At the cross section, the thin cords and hooks connecting the tendons were pulled out, leaving only a few small bloody holes.

Nekra, the leader of the invader, narrowed his eyes and bent down.

Rick was still pressed on the table, looking at the soles of his boots in front of him, and smiling hard:

Rick couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Wait a minute!"

Are the above-mentioned wolves who have been around the business of Emerald City and Beimen Bridge for more than ten years, and are jealous and eager to get a piece of the piece of meat, but are rejected by the "head wolf" Razanchi Feisuo with clever techniques and thunderous wrists one by one, and forced to retreat one by one?

"I know," the man wiped the knife and ignored it, "That's why I want your tongue... The accountant who is in charge of poison money has his tongue cut. This should be a big deal..."

Rick paused and repeated:

Is it a Denver Bu's accomplice? Impossible.

The Bopeng family, who is the Tiansha, is even more powerful. Relying on the backing of Kongming Palace, he actually wants to directly participate in the shares - join the company to control the shares.

Maybe there are killing people.

As soon as these words were spoken, the big men around were stunned.

Unless you have to make fake accounts, how can you be illiterate? It's very good, at least you can prove your worth.

"How could he catch him or even hide him privately in the bounty hunters recruited by the Brotherhood that day were cannon fodder and rotten fish and shrimps?

The leader of the invader played with a mold-like black fake hand and swung the blood on it with interest:

Whether it is now.

It's what he deserves.

What does that necessarily mean.

Calm, Nar.

Handle more complex processes.

Oops.

"Ahhhhhhhh--"

What is flattery? Is it important to have a tongue?

"Um?"

"Can an ordinary accountant afford this thing?" The man holding the prosthetic limb was obviously cruel. He ignored Rick's scream and finished his words leisurely.

The torturer smiled and seemed to be waiting patiently for him to reply.

Chopping board, axe blade, and red-burned iron clip.

"Tell me everything?"

Damn it...

Then solve the problem.

Or, is there any lack of neurosis and antisocialism?

This must be their leader.

As for the old folding crossbow he hid in the dark compartment of the drawer, who accompanied Rick through the ups and downs...

But no matter who they are.

Even if the losses are not low.

Everything! "Yes, yes," Rick said bitterly, "I'm responsible for the preparations for that matter."

Rick breathed, and forgot about the pain for a while.

There are beams outside the Beimen Bridge in the Iris District, which have been disliked by them for a long time.

The man nodded, waved his hand to his subordinates, and signaled to Rick: "Cut his tongue."

Under the murderer Roda's men, Rick breathed numbly.

It seemed like there was a pair of invisible wolf eyes. Since he returned to Emerald City, he was looking at him from behind.

Unexpectedly, unexpected.

"Because I..." Rick said in a daze, "I paid the price."

no!
To be continued...