Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

After a while, Wu Bei came to the gate of the community.

Qi Jinlong and Luo Hu, who was covered in blood, immediately approached with enthusiasm.

Luo Hu swept away the half-dead appearance just now, and bared his teeth with excitement: "How about a kiss, do you want the money back?"

"Here!"

Wu Bei smiled and shook the travel bag in his hand.

Qi Jinlong couldn't wait to unzip the zipper, and when he saw the big pink tickets in the bag, he jumped up and down excitedly.

"It's all hard work, I'll pay you back for lunch!"

Wu Bei simply threw the bag to Qi Jinlong, and spoke with a steady breath.

Compared to Qi Jinlong's ecstasy, Luo Hu was very calm, but he grabbed his clothes and muttered with displeasure, "Darling, can we stop using pig's blood in the future, making my second brother smell bad?" have to."

Wu Bei pushed him away with an elbow, and curled his lips dumbfoundingly: "Do you still want to do it later?! After this is done, let's part ways immediately!"

Time went back to half an hour ago, when Wu Bei made a decision and decided that this was the only time he would be responsible for taking the lead, he led the two of them directly to a butcher shop.

Then he bought a few catties of pig's blood out of his own pocket, packed it into bags, and stuffed it into Luo Hu's clothes in advance. Only then did the terrifying scene in Wang Minghui's house just now occur.

"Brother Wu is awesome, if I didn't know what's going on in advance, I would have been scared to pee just now! Your posture with the knife in your hand is so fucking in place!"

Qi Jinlong held the travel bag in his arms, his mouth could no longer close his smile, and the white hair on his head trembled accordingly.

Wu Shihao waved his hand subtly: The main thing is that you two cooperate well. I can't do the shit on my own. That's all right, let's contact the boss, get it right earlier, and let's breathe a sigh of relief earlier.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, under the leadership of Qi Jinlong, several people came to a cultural and entertainment store called "Baiyiya" in the urban area, and Wu Bei also met the real creditor of the account.

The boss is a frail man in his 40s, with a square face and a small crew cut. He wears a white shirt, a pair of black trousers, and well-polished leather shoes. The first impression he gives is that of a small town cadre.

The decoration in the store is antique, and the old shelves are filled with all kinds of root carvings and old objects, which are priceless at first glance.

After a few words of pleasantries, Qi Jinlong put the travel bag on the table and explained with a serious expression: "Boss Deng, it's 90! Our brothers really did their best!"

"Oh? You have to come back so much!"

Boss Deng raised his head in surprise, and then continued to play with the Wenwan walnut in his hand.

When Qi Jinlong said "90", Wu Bei frowned subconsciously.

When he came out of Wang Minghui's house, he counted the money carefully, and the travel bag was held in Qi Jinlong's arms the whole way, which meant that he must have tampered with it.

Although a little unhappy, Wu Bei didn't break it.

Boss Deng glanced at the travel bag, and said again: I always think you are a character, not bad!

Although it was just a small gesture, Wu Bei could tell that the man in front of him didn't particularly care about the money.

Qi Jinlong smiled awkwardly, pulled Wu Bei and said, "Boss Deng, this time it's actually all up to my buddy, I'm just helping."

"Oh?"

Boss Deng looked at Wu Bei with great interest.

Wu Bei hurriedly waved his hand: "Jinlong is exaggerating, the brothers are sincerely cooperating, and I can at most be threading the needle."

"Hehe, being neither humble nor overbearing, with bright eyes, is interesting!" Boss Deng put down the walnut in his palm, and stretched out his palm towards Wu Bei: "My name is Deng Yi, unexpected meaning!"

"Wu Bei!"

Wu Bei hurriedly grabbed the opponent.

Deng Yi asked again: "Where is my little brother?"

Qi Jinlong rushed to answer: "He is currently taking care of his seriously ill father."

"Oh!"

Deng Yi nodded slowly, pointed to the travel bag and said, "Although we only need to return 90 yuan, let's proceed as agreed, and you will get 50 yuan as a reward."

"This.."

"Thank you Boss Deng, with your big layout, it's hard not to make a fortune!"

Just as Wu Bei was about to speak, Qi Jinlong interrupted again quickly.

Taking advantage of Qi Jinlong and Luo Hu's effort to count the money, Wu Bei hesitated for a moment, and then expressed his deepest worries to Deng Yi. Boss Deng had better pay more attention during this time. I feel that Wang Minghui will not suffer from being dumb this time in vain.

Deng Yi tilted his head and smiled and asked, "How can you see that?"

Wu Bei cleared his throat and said, a person with millions of cash at home at any time is either extremely insecure or ready to run away at any time, no matter what the situation is, he will not be happy if the duck in his pot is robbed , Of course, he doesn't think that the debt should be repaid, otherwise the debt will not be delayed until today.

Deng Yi nodded his head thoughtfully: "It's not unreasonable, thank you for reminding me, brother, you can come to my place to taste tea when you have time, the tea here is not available outside."

"Brother Wu, it's almost time, let's not bother Boss Deng."

On the other side, Qi Jinlong energetically picked up the travel bag and urged.

"Brothers, it's better to leave!"

Deng Yi stood up, stretched out his palm towards Wu Bei again...