After leaving the house, the fat man took out his cell phone and dialed a phone number: "President, the matter is done. I have already taken the video of their adults. This time I will definitely be able to make Yuyang Club bad. Please do it! But I risk my life and I have to add some dividends to me at the end of the year!"

After hanging up the phone, the fat man pinched his right hand tighter with pain, and a sharp and cold air appeared in his eyes.

At Yuyang Club, Chen Yuyanglang laughed and said to the onlookers: "Sorry, everyone was frightened. Today's consumption is counted on me, Mr. Chen, I hope everyone can enjoy the fun!"

Everyone was naturally happy with the free lunch. Only Yang Xiaojun and Li Mingzhe still had gloomy faces and said, "Yozi, is this the case? I can't swallow this!"

"Forget it?" Chen Yuyang sneered: "Baby, let the two brothers follow that boy and see which newspaper and media are from. I'm going to destroy them! Kill the chicken to scare the monkey!"

"Hehe, do you want me to help?" Ye Siquan ran over and said with a laugh.

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

Ye Siquan took out the phone, weighed it for a few minutes, and asked idiotically: "Is a level a master?"

"Of course, how many are there?"

"Five or six!" Ye Siquan said casually.

Chen Yuyang was secretly amazed when he heard this. Grandma's Demon Sect is worthy of being a giant that has been passed down for many years. Five or six A-level masters actually sent a little girl. After a deep voice, Chen Yuyang said: "Take two follow the fat man and ask who wants to touch us the darkness and kill them directly, without leaving any one!"

"Okay! I'll contact you now!"

Ye Siquan took out the phone and smiled not long after, "Do it!" As he said that, he lay ambiguously on Chen Yuyang's ear and said, "Good brother, remember what you owe me this time, I will ask you to pay it back then!"

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

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

The tall and thin middle-aged man on the opposite side laughed and said, "Okay! But the fat man has you. You know that Mr. Su paid two million this time to make Yuyang Club. I will give you dividends after the matter is completed!"

"The thing is here!" Ran's fat man spread his right hand, but his eyes straightened in an instant. In the fist he held tightly, the miniature camera had been deformed, and it seemed that he was being pinched by force. Ran's fat man was anxious and said, "This, what's going on? Could it be that boy, that boy..."

"How about Fatty, what's going on?"

However, the fat man couldn't tell the reason. This micro camera can be said to be the best quality camera in the country. If it can be pinched like this, it will take less force?

After a long time, the fat man came back to his senses from his amazement and smiled and said, "It's okay, I have a backup plan!"

He spoke out and a small tape recorder came out of his pants pocket and said, "I have recorded their conversations. Although there is no real camera, it is also evidence!"

However, when Fatty Ran was about to hand over the recorder to the middle-aged man, a black shadow flashed, and the fat man screamed in pain and blood splattered. One of the fat man's arm was cut off directly.

"Who instructed you to find trouble for Yuyang Club?" His voice was a little hoarse.

"This, this..." The middle-aged man collapsed on the chair and couldn't speak.

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

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