we are bad boys

() Upstairs, the middle-aged man who hung up the phone was about to go back to the office with a group of accountants to continue estimating the funds at hand, but in the corridor, just two steps away, the manager downstairs took big strides and met him come over.

"Brother, something happened downstairs." The manager stood beside the middle-aged man and said quickly.

"What's wrong?" The middle-aged man turned his head and asked with a frown.

"There was trouble in the private room, and our security captain tied it." The manager said again.

"I'm stuck, a few people, what did he mean?" The middle-aged man stopped, stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

"It's just a lonesome ghost that popped out of nowhere, and may be short of tribute." The manager scratched his nose and said lightly.

"Just one person, familiar face..." The middle-aged man lowered his head and asked again.

"Well, just one person, Shenyang has never seen such a person before."

"Take someone to talk to him. This sudden beggar is not easy to deal with. Throw him [-] yuan and send him away quickly." The middle-aged man pondered for a while, and said slowly.

"Okay, I understand." The manager agreed, nodded, and took the internal security upstairs and downstairs to the first floor.

"Hey, it's so fucking hard to make some money now,,,, I can throw away [-] million yuan, I really don't know how I make this money." The middle-aged man said with emotion, and then clicked He lit a cigarette, took big steps, and was about to turn a corner and go to the innermost office.

"Tap Tat Tat."

Just as the middle-aged man was striding forward, a strong man looked around and wandered in the corridor. The middle-aged man froze for a moment, walked over and asked with a smile, "Dude, I went the wrong way."

"Where is 302?" The strong man asked in confusion.

"Hehe, you went wrong. This floor is the staff area, not open to the public. 302 is downstairs." The middle-aged man said, turned around and was about to leave.

"Peng."

A palm patted on his shoulder, and the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head. Gao Dong was wearing gloves, and the military stab in his left hand was directly against his chest.

"What do you mean, buddy?" The middle-aged man froze for a moment, glanced down at the army thorn on his chest, and asked sullenly.

"It's not interesting, I want to go out and have a chat with you." Gao Dong stared at the middle-aged man and said slowly.

"Am I going or not?"

"Then let's talk with the knife."

"I yelled, can you go out?"

"When those idiots downstairs come up, I'll have time to stab you 18 times, and then slip away and go down from the fourth floor." Gao Dong squinted his eyes, put his arms around the middle-aged man's neck, and said slowly.

"It's from your group." The middle-aged man suddenly realized.

"Let's go, or not to go..." Gao Dong bit his lip and asked slowly.

""

Downstairs, I was sitting in a second-hand Jetta car, lying on the window with a blank expression, staring at the door. After about ten minutes, Gao Dong supported a middle-aged man and walked slowly towards me. I breathed a sigh of relief and opened the car door.

"Tat Teng Teng."

300 meters away, when the middle-aged man looked up and saw my body, he froze in place abruptly. I licked my lips, sat in the car, and looked at him expressionlessly, not knowing what it was like.

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, clenched his fists for an instant, lowered his head, and took two steps forward, struggling in his heart. He thought they were two fugitive criminals asking for money, but he never expected that they would meet at the door see me,

"Wait..." The middle-aged man suddenly stopped in place.

Gao Dong froze for a moment, then took a step back.

"Peng."

The middle-aged man punched nothing, took a step back, and suddenly pulled out to his waist.

"Wow,."

A black muzzle pointed at the middle-aged man's head. The middle-aged man still maintained the posture of inserting his hands into his waist. Gao Dong frowned, licked his lips, and said slowly, "Don't compare this to me. , I fucking hold it to sleep every day, can I still let you play with it?"

"." The middle-aged man looked at Gao Dong, gritted his teeth, paused for three seconds, slowly stretched out his arm, and threw the gun to the ground with a snap.

"Peng."

Gao Dong strode forward, a gun butt hit him on the head, and he was about to stab him with a knife.

"Dongzi, let's go." I sat in the car, looked at the picture in front of me coldly, and shouted lightly.

Gao Dong turned his head to look at me, then looked at the middle-aged man again, no longer being polite, he grabbed his collar roughly, got into a second-hand Jetta, the middle-aged man sat in the back seat with me, and Gao Dong sat in the cab .

"Where's Fuxin?" I asked.

"Don't worry about him, he's making extra money, let's go first." Gao Dong started the car, kicked the accelerator, and rushed out.

"Whoosh."

Jetta ran violently on the street at an extremely fast speed, as if competing with someone for time, the three people in the car fell silent for a while.

"You don't seem to want to see me." I turned my head and stared at the middle-aged man, and asked slowly.

"Hey Shi Wei, it's not in your hands." The middle-aged man leaned tiredly on the back seat and asked lightly.

"I'll be here sooner or later." I still looked at him, ready to get to know the person in front of me again.

"Brother Wen, I'm in such a hurry, you are also looking for people from Shanghai." The middle-aged man was silent for a long time, and asked again.

"Well, yes." I thought for a long time, looked out the car window, and nodded in agreement.

When the middle-aged man heard my words, he suddenly opened his eyes and closed them again, the corners of his mouth twitched violently a few times, and he said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Hehe, this sounds really fucking exciting."

"Whether you listen to this or not, the result will be the same." I also said twitching in my heart.

"Fei, are we friends?" the middle-aged man asked slowly.

"It will always be." I was silent for a moment, turned my head, and watched him reply seriously.

After listening to my words, the middle-aged man was obviously stunned for a moment, sighed infinitely, and stopped talking

Shenyang, in an express hotel next to the Criminal Detention Center, a young man with a suitcase walked out quickly, arrived at the door, pressed the car key in his hand, and walked onto an a6.

"Snapped,."

Putting down the suitcase, the young man took out his mobile phone, dialed a number from the text message, and dialed it.

"Hello, who is it?" the pockmarked voice on the phone asked slowly.

"The CD-ROM." The young man replied lightly——

ps: There will be more updates at night,,, the specific time is not certain, and the addition will be completed before 12 o'clock.