At this time, there were more than a dozen places in the old city where fires soared into the sky, and the dark night sky was already stained with the flames.

Looking down from a high place, the city was filled with war fires and thick smoke rolled. But for Xiaoyao Entertainment, it was a heavy loss.

On the top floor of a dilapidated skyscraper in the old city, a middle-aged man in a suit held a telescope and silently looked at the scene in front of him without saying a word. The wind blowing through the highway on the building pulled the suit behind him, and the round beer belly was pressed in front, bulging and bulging, looking very funny.

A tall and thin man standing behind the middle-aged man put the communicator on his ear, covered it with his hands, and lowered his head to listen.

After a while, the subordinates who put down the communicator came to the middle-aged man, "Mr. Peng, there were eleven branches below, and two transit warehouses, all of which were circulated, eight people died, and the remaining branch managers and security captains were taken away by the inspection team's surname Liu."

"Well, I know." Mr. Peng waved his hand and agreed casually, as if he didn't care about these losses. He focused on looking at it with a telescope and muttered to himself, "136 million...182 million...24 million..."

Mr. Peng put down his telescope and sighed, "Nearly 300 million is gone. This inspector has a big appetite."

The tall and thin man looked angry, "Boss, we have suffered such a great loss this time, we can't just let it go. The person surnamed Liu is going to kill him. We can't sit there and wait for death. What should we do? As long as you say something, brothers will listen to you, and we will never be vague..."

Mr. Peng touched his high hairline and glanced at his subordinates, "I want to tell everyone to bear it?"

The tall and thin man was stunned, and he didn't expect the boss to say such words, "I want to bear with it...this..."

"What?" Mr. Peng glanced at him, "I just said that as long as I speak, my brothers will listen to me, and it will not work now?"

"No, no, boss, I don't mean that." The tall and thin face was sweating down and he hurriedly explained, "Boss, we know that you have your own reasons, but the brothers under your command have to eat, and such a large number of goods have been swept. After that, the brothers may all drink the northwest wind."

"You can't drink the northwest wind, let alone eat." Mr. Peng smiled, "Let's take a step back and the sky is wide open, and the waves are calm for a while. Business is about making peace and wealth, and there is no need to be so violent. This Commissioner Liu loves to make a fortune, not to love money, nor to completely eliminate banned drugs. As long as he gets what he wants, he will naturally leave."

"But what to do now? The moves of Liu's surname are getting bigger and bigger, and the brothers are almost unable to hold on." The tall and thin man continued anxiously, "Boss, if we don't say anything, we will be regarded as soft persimmons. What if the person named Liu's surname is getting more and more arrogant?"

Mr. Peng's eyes moved slightly and said calmly: "Then tell me, what should we do now?"

"Don't do it, find a chance to be him." The tall and thin man gritted his teeth, and made a move to cut down, with a trace of viciousness flashing in his eyes.

"Is this what you mean, or what brothers mean." Mr. Peng raised his head and looked at the tall and thin man coldly.

The tall and thin tone stopped and was a little nervous when Mr. Peng saw it. He quickly squeezed out a hint of dry laughter on his face, "This, brothers all mean this."

Mr. Peng smiled and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Then, I'll go and prepare." The tall and thin man was delighted and said excitedly.

President Peng waved his hand, turned around and left, and picked up the communicator while walking, "I asked my brothers to prepare the guys..."

Mr. Peng looked at the tall and thin back who had gone away with expressionless face. Another person who had been standing next to him walked up, stood beside Mr. Peng, and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Man is dead for money and birds die for food." Mr. Peng sighed, "These old brothers have been unable to stop earning money over the years. People's hearts are not old, A Wu."

"Boss." He lowered his head and waited respectfully for the boss' instructions.

"It's all old brothers. Do it cleanly and make him suffer less when he leaves."

"Yes." After Awu said that, he turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Mr. Peng picked up the telescope and continued to look at the fire in the distance, muttering, "What a big fire..."

"Bang", a gunshot cut through the silence in the night sky, followed by several gunshots, and then there was no sound.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the rooftop. Mr. Peng did not look back and asked casually: "Is it done?"

"Hehe, Mr. Peng, it's done." A cold voice sounded.

Mr. Peng felt something was wrong, so he turned around and found that the tall and thin man and several subordinates were standing behind him, but A Wu who he sent out was gone.

Mr. Peng's face darkened, and he sighed a long time, his tone was a little astringent, "Ashen, there is no need to do this, harmony brings wealth..."

"Peng Yuhuan, Mr. Peng." The tall and thin Asheng sneered with a gloomy face, "I have worked for you for many years, come in the knife, go for firepower, lay this foundation for you, and save your life three times. You even want to kill me without thinking. Peng Yuhuan, you are cruel enough..."

"Asheng, this kind of thing happens, no one wants to do business. It's all for money..." Peng Yuhuan smiled, "Are you hungry..."

"Shut up." Asheng pointed at Peng Yuhuan with a gun, "Your surnamed Peng, do you want him to tell me that kindness makes money. You sit in a big villa every day, let your brothers carry your heads to make money for you. How much blood will the brothers shed and how much life will they save. In the end, you just say "Good and make money" with your opponent, and continue to do business and make money. The brothers' blood will be gone in vain."

"Asheng, I have treated you well in the past, and I have never treated you badly..." Peng Yuhuan said in a deep tone, "We are just trying to make money, fighting and killing is not a way..."

Peng Yuhuan was stunned as he spoke, and his eyes were straight behind Asheng.

"Say, my surname is Peng, why don't you say it..." Asheng sneered, "If you don't say it, I'll send you on your way..."

Peng Yuhuan's tone was a little dry, "You... are you doing something?"

Just as Ah Sheng was about to mock him, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him, "You guys are busy first, I'll talk about it after you've finished talking."

Asheng was stunned for fear, turned around suddenly, and saw two figures appearing on the roof of the skyscraper at some point, standing quietly at the side and watching them.

"Who are you? How did you come up?" Asheng said viciously, and the two people on the other side didn't say anything. Asheng raised his hand impatiently and shot him.

A gust of wind blew, and the two people's clothes remained motionless, and the faces of the two people could not be seen clearly in the shadows. This scene seemed particularly strange.

"What, evil, kill them for me." Asheng yelled, his men just raised the gun.

"Swish", the wind blew, and Asheng felt that his eyes were dark, and his subordinates behind him all turned soft and fell to the ground. A tall figure grabbed Asheng's neck with one hand and picked it up high.

"Feng...Mr. Feng." Peng Yuhuan's mouth twitched, and he squeezed out a sentence with a trembling voice, "What are your instructions?"

Feng Lianshan used a little force on his hand and instantly broke Asheng's neck, threw away the body like a garbage dump, and slowly walked towards Peng Yuhuan.

"Boss Peng, do you do a business?"
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