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Chapter 133

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"Boy, you have ruined my brother's legs. Today I will try it with my life!" Chen Laoer held the double-barrel hunting rifle in both hands and pointed it at Wang Le, sneering. [Ran^Wen^Book Library]

At this moment, as Boss Chen finished speaking, a golden light flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and the Breaking Demonic Eye opened instantly. He stared at the three people holding the gun, and gently shook the hand holding the gold coins, and saw the six coins in his hand flying directly towards the three people.

The six coins were like they were carrying locators, and they were separated by their own actions. The three were cut off the three people's fingers that were holding the trigger. At the same time, the other three were also quickly flew towards the center of the eyebrows of the three people, entering from the forehead, and flying out with blood on the back of the head. The bones of the head were cut open like paper, cutting the hole.

At 11 a.m. in the late winter night, two broken holes in front and behind the three people's heads, steaming blood broke out from it, and flew into the air of the night with the cold wind, just like a water spray gun used for car washing. The water mist shot out was printed on the curtain of the night, which was particularly strange and bright!

On Chen Laoer's thin face, those big eyes that were a little deep and concave gradually lost their luster. The moment the coin passed through his head, the nerves in the skull were cut off, and his thoughts fell into blank. If there was any, there was only the word regret left.

He didn't expect that his life would come to an abrupt end this night!

It was not a prison for old age, nor was it sent to the execution ground or fell at the feet of an enemy, but it died in the hands of a seemingly harmless young man, and a coin ended his hero's life!

There was no scream of fingers being cut, the gun fell to the ground, and the five big men standing still had their eyes left dull. They seemed to have been moved to a nightmare world, leaving only trembling, fear and despair, nothing else!

Just as the five people who were entangled in the nightmare were about to resist and wanted to escape, Wang Le disappeared in front of their eyes out of thin air.

"Ghost, he is a devil." A big man murmured in fear as he watched the person in front of him disappear out of thin air. At this time, a pair of invisible hands touched his head in an instant, like an iron wrench twisting a screw. With a "click", the head was rotated 360 degrees, and his body was also pulled away from his soul, and he lay down to the ground.

At this time, Wang Le became a god of death who came out of hell, and was invisible in Yeheifeng High School. He picked up the sickle to harvest life in his hand. Before everyone could react, he harvested their heads, allowing them to live in the nightmare forever and never have the chance to wake up again.

Wang Le removed Long Yin and appeared expressionlessly at the center of the nine corpses. The cold wind in the winter night blew through his messy hair, but he could not blow away his coldness at this moment. He is the throne at this moment!

At this moment, the throne of the throne has come to this world, where there is only life and death!

After a while, Wang Le's face regained its softness. He chuckled, glanced at the nine cold corpses on the ground, and murmured: "Wife, this is so clean, don't find any more evidence, you can have a good New Year with my husband."

Wang Le threw the nine corpses into the gray van one by one, and then used the Delusion-breaking Dharma Eye to put the van into the space in his eyebrows.

Driven by the car, Wang Le went to an abandoned factory outside Feicheng, parked the car a hundred meters away, then walked out of the car alone, came to a factory full of spider webs, and moved the van in the space.

After finding a rusty steel bar, the car's fuel tank was pierced, and the gasoline flowed out of the inside. Wang Le took out the lighter in his pocket, and a pack of Jiuwu Zun who had not finished smoking that day. He lit one and put it in his mouth. He then flicked his fingers and the cigarette flew into the gasoline. Wang Le turned around and walked outside without looking back.

In the dilapidated factory, the cold wind roared in from the broken glass windows, helping the fire swallowed the van like a fire dragon.

The next morning, Wang Le came to the company with a spring breeze on his face. With the greetings of the employees, Wang Le walked into his office. Yang Fang had just put the brewed tea on the desk when he saw the fat man walking in with joy on his face. He smiled and said, "Cola, you can get the orders for Tianfeng Mountain Resort Villa Hotel. The work is so beautiful, perfect!"

Wang Le picked up the cup and drank a sip of hot tea, and asked, "How is Lulu staying at your house? Don't you make trouble?"

When the fat man heard Wang Le ask about the little aunt, he couldn't even smile and said, "Lulu's emotional intelligence is really unspeakable. He has coaxed my parents to be ten years younger these days. Now the two elders regard her as their little ancestors. They hold her in their hands and are afraid of touching them, and hold them in their mouths and are afraid of melting them. My son can only be a slave now."

Seeing the fat man say this, Wang Le was relieved and brought the topic back to Tianfeng Mountain Resort Villa Hotel, saying: "I have brought the contract from Shuiqing. Now I will hurry up and get the hotel supplies on the contract as soon as possible. After this order is completed, our Honglong will completely stand firm in the hotel supplies in Jiangnan Province. This is very important."

"Don't worry, I've contacted all the manufacturers. Now I'm waiting for the goods to be shipped to Shuiqing." The fat man patted his chest confidently.

The fat man then continued: "Now the company has to send two people to Shuiqing, and then it will be better for the company to communicate with Tianfengshan Resort Villa Hotel."

Wang Le replied with a smile: "I took Guodong to Shuiqing a few days ago. It was because of this. Let him go there. After all, he is from Shuiqing. As for the other one, let Yang Fang send you. Girls are careful and can check for gaps and fill in the gaps. Moreover, Guodong has never been in contact with the hotel supplies industry before. With Yang Fang here, everyone can rest assured."

The fat man nodded in agreement, and suddenly felt something was wrong with Wang Le's words. According to Wang Le's words, he had already confirmed that he could sign the order before going to Shuiqing, otherwise he would not have said that he would take Luo Guodong there, just to sign the contract, so that the company could communicate better with Tianfengshan Resort Villa Hotel to prepare.

"Cola, why are you so confident that you can sign the list of Tianfeng Mountain Resort Villa Hotel?" the fat man asked in confusion.

At this time, Wang Le started to act like a charlatan again, repeating what he had said to Luo Guodong before: "The Buddha said, "You cannot say, you cannot say."

"Damn!" The fat man was swearing by Wang Le's pretending to be a foul.

"Forget it, I saw that I made money, and I didn't want to ask how it came from. I don't want to watch you pretend all day!" After the fat man said with a depressed look on his face, he got out of Wang Le's office like a ball.
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