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Chapter 573

I asked Uncle Bo: "Have you called the police?"

Uncle Bo took a sip of cigarette: "It's useless. There is no surveillance in the greenhouse. They said they should check it, where should I check it?"

"This is no way to call the police."

"Yes, sometimes we have to use our means, Xiaosha, let's get something." Uncle Bo threw a van key to Brother Xiaosha, and it was not listed.

The two drove home directly. Uncle Bo looked at the shoes at home and knew that Yin Eun-fei was at home, so he tiptoed back to his room. Brother Xiaosha was sitting in the corridor smoking. He had a bad premonition.

Uncle Bo changed into a coat and tucked the things inside. As soon as he pushed the door, he met Yin Eun-fei, who was strolling in pajamas and slippers. The two of them collided with each other.

Yin Enfei said "Ouch": "Uncle, why are you so unscrupulous? You hit me to death."

"I'm in a hurry to go out, I'm going to make a mistake." Uncle Bo laughed.

"What's in your arms? It's so mysterious?" After a normal person collided with each other, he should reach out and help them up, but Uncle Bo did not, and he always covered his top pocket with both hands.

"Ah, nothing." Uncle Bo stammered and left.

After thinking for a while, Yoon Enfei felt something was wrong, so she went back to the bedroom and changed her clothes and followed her quietly.

In the car, Uncle Bo handed the thing in his pocket to Brother Xiaosha. Brother Xiaosha widened his eyes: "Gun?"

He was not curious about the gun, he was just curious about how Uncle Bo had this gun?

"I happened to know someone selling this thing a while ago. They all said that the elder brothers were everywhere here and I bought two self-defense products." Uncle Bo drove the car calmly.

"Why are there only two? What do I mean is the two of us?" Brother Xiaosha said: "When it comes to playing with guns, Huang Ping and Lang Bin, who is not as accurate as me."

"They have been soldiers and have an indelible plot in their hearts. This plot is something in their hearts. If you ask them to shoot and kill criminals, they will take action without hesitation. If you ask them to shoot and steal the people who rob your business, they have to think about it for a long time. You are different, you belong to this kind of person." Uncle Bo said with a clear idea: "Don't be upset in your heart, I'm telling the truth."

Brother Xiaosha played with the gun in his hand and laughed at himself: "I know, I really can't do it when you let me use my brain. Yaoyang asked me to help him, but he couldn't only want to be glorious and wealthy. Before glory and wealthy, I must have a bloody scene. I understand, just."

He paused and said, "Uncle Bo, you seem to be a successful business person, so I can't think of you as a dare to shoot."

"Aren't I just a pure business person before? I asked Brother Hao to lead me to go astray..." Uncle Bo smiled: "Our tasks are similar. I'm a little more difficult than you. I'm not here to enjoy the happiness. I'm here to take you to fight the country. Brother Hao's side has become stable. If I want to enjoy happiness, I can't come at all, so, do you understand?"

"I understand, Uncle Bo has been suspicious about you before, I will apologize to you and have some wine another day."

"No need." Uncle Bo waved his hand: "You are too tender in my eyes, and it's normal for some things to be unable to see. As long as we can clearly place our position."

"Yeah, I know."

"Try not to kill anyone. If you kill someone, I will not be able to deal with it."

"I understand this. I used to do this when I was playing with Su Zhe and the others."

"..." As if I had thought of something, Uncle Bo said: "Let's go back and put together the information about Su Zhe and the Seventh Master, and give me a document you know, and I'll think about him."

"You're fine with what he is doing?" Brother Xiaosha asked.

"They are a child Yaoyang's heart disease. Sooner or later, I must have a complete preparation to protect our prince's ascend the throne." Uncle Bo smiled faintly, as if he was talking about an insignificant little thing. This made Brother Xiaosha feel a little cold in his heart. He felt that Uncle Bo was unfathomable and worthy of being an old fox who had been struggling in the world for many years. In the past, when Su Zhe asked him to do things, he would do it with his back. After finishing it, Su Zhe took the money, but Uncle Bo gave him a different feeling. Uncle Bo asked him to do it, and after finishing it, he felt a sense of security. This feeling is indescribable.

"Let's go." Uncle Bo called us all into the car, and everyone was still in the trunk with sticks, and then walked towards Zheng Feng's house.

As a result, as soon as we got into the car, Uncle Bo's phone rang, and he frowned: "Hey?"

"Are you going to find me?" Zheng Feng's cynical voice rang on the phone.

"So you admit that you did it?" Uncle Bo raised his eyebrows, and the other party dared to call over, indicating that they were already prepared.

"Haha, this thing is all well-known. Come back to Weiwei Street and the grain transportation farm. I'll wait for you here." Zheng Feng hung up the phone after saying that.

"Yuewei Street, grain transportation ground!" Uncle Bo hung up the phone and said, "Go and make two machetes out, don't use a stick, the other party is ready."

"Okay." Huang Ping jumped out of the car and turned around and entered the company again.

"Is this kid going to fight us head-on?" I asked in confusion: "Since you choose to fight head-on, why do you have to destroy our greenhouse first?"

"I should be afraid that we won't fight him. After all, he won't be able to fight a protracted war." Uncle Bo guessed.

"Just face it, he's OK?" Lang Bin grinned, "I'll fight him one after another."

"Are you playing house with a child? Since they dare to call, there must be soldiers around you!"

"I fucking made them all martyrs!"

"I've been with Brother Xiaosha for a long time. Lang Bin, your bragging skills have improved. Just don't run away first later."

"Am I that kind of person?"

"You are not that kind of person, you just do that."

"Ha ha."

Everyone walked over there with a little relaxed ease.

At the same time, Zheng Feng looked at his friend who had just come out of the prison next to him: "Song Shengyang, do they dare to come?"

Song Shengyang had a big bald head, with a very strong anger on his body, and a fierce look on his face. He touched his bald head: "I dare not come, so I will continue to smash their greenhouse. If the greenhouse is not good, I will smash their company. Zheng Feng, don't worry, since I promised to help you do this, I will do it clearly for you. A group of foreign little pussies can make them live in a bear, and I have been in vain for the prison for more than ten years!"

"Mr. Zheng, don't worry, our Brother Song also killed people ten years ago. Just using his deeds can scare him to death. I'm fine."
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