Chapter 108 I don’t want him to live anymore

The Dynasty Bar during the day is obviously not as lively as the Dynasty Bar at night.

In the entire bar, there are only a few waiters on duty taking care of some daily chores.

But in the private room on the third floor, I saw a private room with bright lights. And from time to time, bursts of laughter could be heard.

I saw four men sitting in the box, and four ladies accompanying the guests.

Among them were four men, one of whom was sitting at the mourning table, and Wang Zhen. One of them was a tall man, and the other was Wang Zhen's brother.

Several people were drinking there while holding the girl in their arms and having fun.

Sangbiao took a sip of wine and said, "Wang Zhen, where is your big brother who just came out of the mouse hole?"

Wang Zhen also took a sip and waved his hands and said, "Brother Sangbiao, we are happy today. If we don't mention him, it will be boring."

Mangbiao put one hand around the slim waist of the heavily made-up girl in his arms and laughed loudly and said: "I heard people say that your eldest brother used to have two brushes, and I heard that he was quite famous on the road."

Wang Zhenqian took a sip and said with a blush on his face: "You are already an old antique, but you still can't learn to keep pace with the times. Relying on your previous reputation is of no use."

Mangbiao burst out laughing.

"You're right. This society itself is a world of the jungle. Whoever is strong is a relative, even a biological father. Don't you think so?"

Wang Zhen picked up the cup and said to the funeral: "Come, let's drink without mentioning him."

The two of them had another mouthful.

"Wang Zhen, I'm telling you today, I can't help but mention your antique brother!" Sangbiao put down the quilt in his hand and said with a serious face. He originally had a scar on his face, but after drinking it at this moment

After drinking, his face turned red, and the scar was even scarier, making people look more frightened.

Wang Zhen raised his head and looked at him and said, "Why?"

Sangbiao said slowly: "Because some people don't want him to stay in Tangling City anymore."

"Ah?" Wang Zhen almost spit out the half-drinked wine.

"Who doesn't want Brother 17, who doesn't want 17 to stay here?" Wang Zhen asked seriously while looking at Sang Biao in front of him.

Sangbiao said calmly: "You don't have to worry about this. All I need to tell you is that someone has already spoken out and said that they don't want to see Sangbiao in Tangling City anymore. Otherwise, you and I will be in trouble."

"But...but 17, after all, he used to be my eldest brother, and if I ask him to leave Tanglin City now, he will definitely not agree." Wang Zhen said in embarrassment.

Sangbiao's face changed a little and said: "But, Wang Zhen, have you ever thought about it, now that the higher-ups have spoken, what will we do if things don't go smoothly? Are you and I trying to get along with each other for the sake of someone who deserves to die in the first place?"

Take one of our lives?"

A complicated expression appeared on Wang Zhen's face.

"Let me tell you, as long as you can help settle this matter, if the superiors are satisfied, they will give you 50 (percent) shares in Fatty Wang's casino on South Street." Sangbiao said with a smile.

"Really?" Wang Zhen said a little excitedly.

Sangbiao laughed loudly: "We have been together for such a long time, and you still can't trust me?"

"I can believe it, I can believe it, how can I not believe it!" Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"Then you agreed?" Sangbiao looked at Wang Zhen and said.

Wang Zhen thought for a while and said: "Okay, I will try every means to get 17 to leave Tangling City. I will find someone to persuade him."

Sangbiao's expression changed again and he said, "Wang Zhen, why don't you understand? Don't you know what I mean? This is what I mean."

After Mangbiao finished speaking, he made a killing gesture with his hands.

Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment.

"What? Kill him?" Wang Zhen almost screamed.

Sangbiao's face suddenly darkened: "Why are you shouting so loudly? Let me tell you, the above means to completely make 17 disappear, no matter where it is, so you should know how to do it."

Wang Zhen suddenly became violent, and he said with a sad face: "Brother Sangbiao, after all, he was my former boss. If I really kill him, how can I survive on the road? Besides, wouldn't I, Wang Zhen, suddenly become a

A sinner who betrayed the boss and betrayed the boss."

Sangbiao chuckled and said: "You don't have to worry about this. You have to know that in this society, who is righteous to others? These days, if you don't have money and power, you will be righteous just like Mr. Guan

, it’s useless again, Mr. Guan, please be righteous, otherwise he would die like he did back then, so I say righteousness is worthless now, don’t you think so?”

"And let me tell you, if you kill 17 this time, the superiors will definitely prepare your funeral properly, and they will definitely not let you get away with anything, and when the time comes, you will still have money to take it.

What a great thing, you don’t even think about it.”

Wang Zhen frowned and said, "But, he is my eldest brother after all."

"Why haven't you realized it yet? That 17 was just your former eldest brother. Now you have nothing to do with him. You are you and he is him. Whoever is stronger should be killed. Have you forgotten?

As you said when you left, the law of the jungle is a natural thing. I believe that if one day that 17 person turns over and climbs up, he will definitely not think of brotherhood and not kill you. You tell me.

Is that right?"

Wang Zhen didn't know what to do for a while. He couldn't afford to offend him here, but 17 was the boss who brought him up by himself after all. After all, he got out and now he can kill him.

How can he gain a foothold in Dongling City if he spreads his word to the public?

This suddenly stumped Wang Zhen, and he had no choice now.

Just listen to Mangbiao say again: "Wang Zhen, even if you don't kill 17, we will find someone to kill 17 ourselves. Think about it, dying early and dying late are the same thing, and if you are the one who kills him,

, he won’t even die without knowing how to die in more pain. The most important thing is that we still have money to get this time. You said you would put aside such a good thing. If you still don’t do it, I really can do something.

None of them." I heard Mianbiao say in a very aggrieved tone.

Wang Zhen was stunned there, thinking about it. After thinking about it, he not only felt that what he said was true. Yes, if he didn't kill him, he would still be killed by others. Moreover, he could still make money.

Why don't you do it yourself?

"I...I'll go." Wang Zhen finally made up his mind and said.

"You mean you're really going to kill that 17?" Sang was obviously still a little doubtful.

Wang Zhen nodded helplessly, grabbed a glass of brandy without Sprite on the table and took a sip. He felt the heat in his stomach and felt burning.

"Okay, I feel relieved with your words. Let's do this. You have fun, and I will go and talk to you."

I heard Mangbiao stand up and say.

After he stood up, he pinched the tall breasts of the woman next to him and smiled and said, "Take good care of my friends." After that, he smiled and walked outside.

The two women next to him sat in Wang Zhen's arms, each with their charming eyes and their high breasts hitting Wang Zhen's face.

After Mangbiao left the box, he walked towards the inside.

There was a secret door inside. Sangbiao looked around and gently opened it.

I saw a man standing inside, with a calm and dull face, and in front of this man sat the smiling third master.

"Is the matter done?" I heard the third master say with a smile.

The mourning mark bent over and said like a pug: "Third Master, everything has been done according to your instructions. That kid will probably kill him soon."

"Haha, that's good." The third master said with a smile.

"You did a good job this time. When things are done, I will definitely not miss you," the third master said with a smile to the mourning ribbon.

Sangbiao said happily: "What did the Third Master say? As long as the Third Master says a word, no matter what I do, I, Sangbiao, will not fart."

"Ha ha."

The third master's loud laughter came from inside.

"Why do you want to kill 17?" A deep and steady voice came from the box, unhurried, low and powerful.

The man named Sanye squinted his eyes and said calmly: "If yesterday's delicious food is served to today's table, would you say it looks good?"

The deep and powerful voice said slowly: "Understood."
Chapter completed!