Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 426: Calling you to pee, and sending you on your way

On the third floor of a dance hall in Dada City, Jinshanjiao.

Dynamic music kept playing, and all kinds of people were dancing wildly in the private rooms.

In an extremely luxurious box at the end of the corridor, a group of shirtless men were having a great time hugging hostesses.

Among them, there was a big, strong man with a crew cut and dragon and phoenix tattoos on his body.

He was so excited while singing that he even ran to the big screen.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he started practicing Muay Thai in a very professional manner.

This attracted a group of younger brothers, who all applauded and cheered loudly.

After the performance, the man with the crew cut returned to his seat and found that the phone on the table was ringing.

He immediately asked everyone to turn down the music, went to the bathroom, closed the door, and answered the phone.

"Why did you take so long to answer the phone?" The voice on the other end sounded displeased.

"Sorry, Brother Qiang, I'm outside drinking with my brothers." The man with a crew cut held onto the sink counter and said to himself who looked drunk in the mirror.

"The boss asked me to ask you, what's going on with that batch of goods?" the man called Brother Qiang asked coldly.

"Don't worry, Brother Qiang. That batch of goods is so effective that we won't have to worry about sales." The man with the crew cut said with a smile, "Before, Li Yaodong and his team put it on the market for free, and it's already working."

"Many drug addicts racked their brains to find me and buy drugs from me. I doubled the price, and they still rushed to buy them even if they had to sell their children."

"Well, after you let go of this batch, let's be quiet for half a month to a month." The person on the other end said coldly.

"Huh?" The crew-haired man was obviously a little reluctant. "Brother Qiang, sales are so good right now. Let alone half a month or a month, even a day would mean a huge loss of money!"

"Could you tell the boss that I have channels, connections, and sales channels. As long as I'm careful, nothing will go wrong..."

"What the hell is this bullshit!" the man on the other end suddenly started cursing, "Did you see the news today? Over in Yan Country, Nuokan and everyone involved in the case were just executed today."

"This is the most dangerous time ever, and you're still committing crimes against the wind. Do you want to die?"

The man with the buzz cut rubbed his head, looking nonchalant. "Oh, Brother Qiang. Nuokan was shot. What does that have to do with us? We're not as blatant as him."

"I'm doing this secretly, don't worry, the people who get the goods are all trustworthy brothers."

"I promise, I swear, nothing will happen..."

dong dong dong...

At this moment, someone knocked on the toilet door.

The man with a crew cut looked back with some displeasure.

"Damn it, I'm not done yet, hold it in!"

"Brother Qiang, I won't make it difficult for you." The man with the crew cut said with a smile: "Two days, at most two days, after that I can..."

Boom boom boom!

敲门声再一次响起。

The knocks were more urgent and louder than before.

"Fuck!" The man with the buzz cut cursed angrily and opened the door: "Don't you know I'm in there? Are you going to poop your pants, or..."

He was stunned. The person in front of him was not his younger brother, but a man wearing a wolf head mask.

The man with the crew cut subconsciously realized that it was his enemy seeking revenge.

He immediately stepped back and tried to close the door forcefully.

But then, a knife was stabbed into his stomach.

With a ripping sound, this guy dropped his 'equipment' all over the ground like gold coins.

The buzz cut man fell in a pool of blood, spitting blood from his mouth. He leaned against the toilet and pointed at the wolf head mask in shock: "You, you..."

In the end, he died with his eyes wide open without being able to utter a complete sentence.

Li Fei, wearing a wolf head mask, glanced at the phone on the table that was still connected, and simply took a tissue and picked up the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on? Speak up! Are you drunk or high? Speak up!"

"Hello?"

Li Fei's first word in English stunned the other party.

Brother Qiang subconsciously thought that it was the younger brother of the person on the other side, so he said in a commanding tone: "Where is Aaron? Let him answer the phone!"

Li Fei looked at the one on the ground and started queuing up to get a number. He was preparing Mengpo Soup for Aaron: "Aaron is already dead. You picked him, idol!"

"????"

Brother Qiang was completely dumbfounded.

This is a fucking thing.

The drugs must have messed up his brain.

He yelled into the phone, "Tell Long to wait at least two weeks. This is the boss's order! If he doesn't obey, he'll have to come to the boss with his head on his shoulders!"

"Money or life, let him choose!"

After saying that, Brother Qiang hung up the phone angrily.

He put down his phone and prepared to go out to inspect the production situation in the factory.

This factory is hidden in the mountains in the southern part of Jinshanjiao and is in a very secluded location.

Because the products produced are extremely special, we usually implement full military management.

Although they were in the mountains, they didn't have to worry about food and drink.

Every week, there would be people who would travel across mountains and rivers to bring them good wine, cigarettes, and sometimes even some women.

In Jinshanjiao, anyone who has anything to do with the flour business will basically make a fortune.

As for where this thing is sold and how many people it will kill, they never care.

In short, anyone who prevents them from making money must die!

Whether it's the drug enforcement officers, the local police, or their colleagues...

Brother Qiang lit a cigarette and became more and more impressed by his boss's method of killing someone with a borrowed knife.

It was so easy to kill Nuokan and take over all his territory.

Sure enough, people still need to read more books, and only by reading more books can they gain wisdom.

Brother Qiang stomped out his cigarette, lifted the curtain and walked into a production workshop.

When he hurried over, he found that a group of people were all lying on the table and asleep.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's only this time, and you're already lying there sleeping? Get up and work, get up and work, you guys..."

He raised his hand and pushed, and the two workers immediately went limp and fell to the ground from their seats.

Looking again, they all had knife wounds on their necks.

Brother Qiang's scalp suddenly went numb. He quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist, but there was no one around.

But the next second, a lump of iron rolled in from outside.

Boom!

The guy was blown away in an instant and died beyond all possibility of death.

......

In the early morning, in a manor somewhere in Jinshan Cape.

There was still a desk lamp on in the bedroom on the north side of the third floor.

The man took off his gold-rimmed glasses, placed the copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War on the bedside table, turned off the desk lamp and prepared to rest.

Two minutes later, the phone rang rapidly.

He opened his eyes and picked up the phone, but didn't speak first.

A full ten seconds passed before a teasing voice was heard from the other side.

"How do you sleep at this age?"

Sha Yang's face darkened and he put on his glasses: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Outside the manor, Qin Feng held up his phone, with six figures standing behind him. He said half-jokingly, "It's okay. I just want you to get up and pee. After you're done, I'll send you on your way..."