Mad Son-in-law

"Dabiao, we...we are brothers. I...I know I was wrong..." Huang He said in a serpent manner, "So, if you allow me a few days, I will raise 500,000 yuan for you. ?"

Zhang Dabiao sternly said: "Brother, I am not the former Zhang Dabiao, put away your tricks!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to the other people: "Your Big Brother Huang can't do anything to himself, so let's do it for him. The five of you, each with two mouths, whoever is loud, can leave. If I’m not satisfied, I’m sorry. Did you see the bald guy on the other side? He can break 300 legs a year. He wants to break the record this year, but he is missing a leg..."

Several young people glanced at the vulture in the distance, shuddering.

"Da Biao...you can't do this to me..."

Huang He was anxious, and hurriedly pleaded with Zhang Dabiao, but before he could finish his words, a little brother beside him had already raised his hand and opened his bow left and right, just two loud mouths!

"Brother Huang, I'm sorry, I can't help it either. I'm still young and don't want to break a leg..."

In order to please Zhang Dabiao, this kid obviously tried hard, and the two mouths came down, and Huang He had blood in his nose.

"You played well, you can go!" Zhang Dabiao said with a cold expression.

The kid nodded like a pardon, wiped the group of people behind Zhang Dabiao, and quickly slipped away! When the others saw it, there was nothing to hesitate.

"Brother Huang, don't blame us, you can only blame you for your bad luck..."

"Who makes you so dark, even Big Biao's money is pitted!"

"Papa Papa......"

With eight big crisp mouths in a row, Huang He had been beaten up and his eyes were swollen into a slit. However, he looked at Zhang Dabiao nonchalantly, and didn't even dare to move a step.

Zhang Dabiao felt a little sad. It turned out that not all friendships are valuable. Some people are kind to him, he cheats you, and when you beat him, he treats you respectfully. Therefore, sometimes, emotionalization is not as practical as physical force.

"Da... Da Biao, I'll call you brother, okay this time? Stop hitting, I can't stand it..." Huang He cried, his legs weakened, and he knelt there.

Zhang Dabiao sighed and said gloomily: "Is it particularly uncomfortable to be abandoned and betrayed by my own buddies? I tell you, you took away half a million is a small, but you have forced me to a dead end, if it weren't for Brother Jie, I’m so sorry that I’ve already beaten Po Meng’s legs in the Yin Cao Jifu! Later, I once thought that if I only see you in this life, I have to kill you. But today I see you with the same virtue as a dog, I think It doesn't make any sense to kill you."

"Brother Dabiao, this...say you...you forgive me?" Huang He asked with a brazen face.

"Why should I forgive you? I don't want to be because of your dirty hands!" Zhang Dabiao silently stretched out his hand, and someone handed it a fader!

"The old saying goes well, the ghost picks the yin and yang head, shame and shame, I have to make you remember a little bit, and be a good individual in the future... Don't catch anyone, if you are not as good as a beast, then you I really don't deserve to live!"

With a cold face, Zhang Dabiao neatly used a fader to half-pull the yellow crane's hair and shave it off.

Huang He was frightened and frightened, but he knelt there honestly. He understood that removing his head is better than removing his head. Zhang Dabiao is forgiving himself...

"Brother Jie, what can you do when you come here early this morning?" On the other side, Vulture asked Chao Wang Jie tentatively.

Wang Jie nodded and said, "Morey asked you to kill me. You didn't move. Didn't he blame you?"

The vulture smiled and said: "I want to question me. It's not that the news of Liu Tianyang's death came last night, so Morey will not stop it. Morey has always hated Liu Tianyang and helpless. Morey Liu Tianyang’s fortune was attributed to Liu Tianyang’s support, but Liu Tianyang used this to spread that Morey was his retainer. For this reason, let others take a look at him, which caused Morey a lot of trouble. Now Liu Tianyang When it's dead, Morey is relaxed."

"Hehe, embarrassed, awkwardly, wolf-eating corpses, normal. By the way, the relationship between you and me must be kept secret for the time being. This is only good for you, not harmful!" Wang Jie said calmly, "In addition, the red bird. You still have to send someone to stare at it. I have a hunch, after being silent for so long, the Red Bird should make a big move."

"Yes!" The vulture frowned and said, "But, Brother Jie, are you sure Fan Xiaolin can be trusted?"

"I know what you are worried about!" Wang Jie said with a faint smile: "You are worried that without Li Shui's threat, he will continue to sit on the Diaoyutai? Don't worry, Lao Fan is really going to retire. If possible, I want to take him Let you take it!"

The vulture was taken aback for a long time, and it hadn't been such a hot feeling for a long time.

In Thirteen Wolves, although he is unique, Morey has been drawing on the other leading brothers and has been in a semi-repressive state. Moreover, in addition to his own loyalty, Morley's root system within Thirteen Wolf should be more stable, so in Thirteen Wolf, he has no room for development!

The new city has the red bird rising again, and the old city is still in Fan Xiaolin's hands. It is not easy to talk about it if you want to really go to the front line. However, if I can really take over a few of Fan Xiaolin's confessions, then I have enough capital to destroy the Red Bird and counter Morey...

"Brother Jie, I can't wait!"

"Be calm, your stage will be bigger in the future!" Wang Jie pinched his cigarette **** and said calmly.

At this time, Zhang Dabiao had already driven away Huang He, and swept away the long-lasting qi of Fu-organs.

"Brother Jie, thanks!" At this moment, the big guy suddenly felt that he was naive to die for the half a million for such a mess, and thanks to Wang Jie, he saved his life.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, how about painting?" Wang Jie asked.

Zhang Dabiao shook his head and said, "No, I have searched it all over, there is not such a painting at all. Do you think it was Liu Tianyang who died, and the things were stolen by the mob in the Liu family..."

"No, the old man said clearly, he has seen that painting!" Wang Jie murmured: "Well, let me go again, you take this back, let the prince identify it, and bring it back with me Is that black suit alone?"

As Wang Jie said, he handed a handkerchief to Zhang Dabiao.

"Hey? Where did this come from?"

Wang Jie's face blushed and said, "What do you care? Let you go and you will go!"

Zhang Dabiao grinned and said, "Hey, yes, I can touch other people's handkerchiefs by the way when I hug someone's waist. Hey, Brother Jie, did you think this Smurf didn't feel it? Or was she nervous when you touched her at the time? Yes, I've neglected..."

"Go, get out, rascal!"

Wang Jie asked Zhang Dabiao to take a taxi back by himself, instead of passing the vultures, he drove to Liu Tianyang's villa by himself.

When approaching the turn of Liu's house, suddenly, a red Lamborghini rushed up in retrograde!

Wang Jie frowned slightly and tapped the brakes. The speeding car drifted, traversing one hundred and eighty degrees, and turned to another road.

Good guys, almost bumped into each other, the red Lamborghini passed by.

Wang Jie shook his head, just about to turn around and continue walking.

Unexpectedly, after the car stopped, a woman in a yellow dress rushed over angrily, lifted her high heels and kicked Wang Jie's car.

"Can you drive! Blind? If you hit this lady, I will make you go around without eating."

Wang Jie was a little innocent. He opened the car window and looked at this man. Although he was not as beautiful as the first-rate, his figure was particularly full and eye-catching. To be honest, Wang Jie couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"What are you looking at? Smelly hooligan!"

Wang Jie said with a faint smile: "Girl, it seems you are going retrograde!"

"I... what's wrong with my retrograde? Aunty can drive as much as she wants. It's up to you to take care of it? Something is worth aiming at me!"

The woman covered her chest, as if she was missing a piece of meat and turned away, and she muttered as she walked, "Dare to steal the way with me in a broken Audi, poor ghost!"

Wang Jie was a little speechless. It's really a good skin bag for nothing, and the outlet is dirty!

What kind of world? When you ride your bicycle, you will be scolded by poor ghosts. If you drive, you will still be scolded by poor ghosts. Anyway, as long as there is a class, someone will be scolded as a poor ghost!

Although a little bit angry, but the other party is a woman after all, Wang Jie doesn't want to be familiar with her, so he wants to leave on fire!

Just as he turned around, Wang Jie suddenly found that there were several scrolls in the woman's hood.

Thinking that this woman came from Liu's house, Wang Jie opened the car door and ran over without saying a word, and asked, "Girl, just ask you, where did your painting come from!"

"Yeah, when you see me driving a Lamborghini, do you just clutter it?" The woman chuckled coldly, "Do you think you can be a little boy if you are handsome? I'm telling you, this girl doesn't eat this set, you go look for those Let's go to the rich lady to play this set!"

"I ask you, where did this painting come from?" Wang Jie frowned and couldn't help raising the decibel!

The woman looked a little scared at Wang Jie's sudden fierce appearance, and whispered: "You...what are you yelling at? I bought it, can you control it?"

"Bought it at Liu's house?" Wang Jie asked.

"So what? The Liu family is now a grocery store, what you want to buy. By the way, I can tell you, what can I say, get out, don't get my eyes!"

However, Wang Jie couldn't help but grabbed the three picture scrolls!

"You...what are you doing? Dare to grab something, believe it or not, I call the police?"

Wang Jie ignored the woman, opened the scrolls one by one, and looked at them carefully. They were all fakes of rough painterly, and there was no painting that the old man said... Wang Jie threw the three paintings into the car again. inside.

"Who sold you this painting?"

"You can't control it!" The woman sneered coldly. Before Wang Jie's hand was completely taken out, she suddenly stepped on the accelerator and the car buzzed out!

Wang Jie subconsciously withdrew his hand back, a little later, if he didn't fly out, he had to be involved in the car, either dead or injured!

The woman turned her head and sneered triumphantly: "Poor ghost, see you next time, grandma, I will kill you..."