Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 After hanging up the phone, Huai Shi looked down at the phone in silence.

　　 He did not expect that he had only been in the police station for four hours, and then someone started to make up his own piece of cake.

　　 But the so-called Jidao is such a cold and realistic place, even if it is dressed in the shell of chivalry and benevolence, it cannot change this cold essence.

　　 As early as last night, I died less than three hours after a long time. After a long time, my family was disintegrated by the remaining four big brothers.

　　 After the core industry was divided up by the big bosses, the rest of the soup was still amazing enough.

　　 As the most outstanding paper group among them, it also took the lead to get its own share of the generous dividend.

　　 Two hot nightclubs, one racetrack, and the land deeds that add up to one floor among the three shopping malls, etc...

　　Born Tianmu is properly arranged.

　　 Nightclub is the basic plate for the Huaizhi Group to expand its business and strengthen its strength. The title deed can provide long-term funding, and the racecourse is a cornucopia that is enough to make people rich overnight.

　　 And now, when the Nuluo group took the lead in occupying one of its own nightclubs, even the delivery of the land lease and the racetrack has begun to have various problems.

　　 The big guy gave you something, you can't catch it, and you can't blame others.

Some of the other team leaders next to 　　 have been picked up by the younger brother. Those who didn't leave were not in a hurry. They didn't dislike the bad luck of this place, smoking cigarettes and watching.

　　 There is nothing in this world happier than seeing someone else's bad luck, especially when everyone was bad luck just now, and only this person can laugh out loud.

　　 Come on retribution, Baozai!

　　 I didn't ask Huaishi to wait for too long. Soon, a phone number was sent to Huaishi's cell phone-the number of the group leader Nuluo. Huai Shi dialed the call, but no one answered for a long time until it hung up automatically.

　　 Huai Shi aired again calmly and automatically hung up again.

　　 Until the third time, an impatient voice picked up.

　　 "The trouble is dead, I'm still busy here." The unhappy voice said, "Which one?"

　　 "From the Anura group?"

　　 Huaishi opened her mouth and asked calmly, "I am a paper-carrying amateur, are you not authentic about this matter?"

"Hey……"

　　 The person on the other end was surprised, and then vaguely heard the voice of him talking to the person next to him: "Have you heard, the person in the pregnant paper group called me, haha..."

Soon, the voice remembered again, as if the speakerphone was turned on, and it was noisy for an instant: "Oh, the leader of the paper, I'm so embarrassed, I'm sorry, if there was a little accident, everyone was embarrassed. Forgive me."

　　 "Accident?" Huai Shi asked.

"Yeah, accident." The man said with a smile, "Why don't you just come out, brother with paper, why don't I come here to treat you and help you go unlucky, let's talk about this matter? "

　　 Huaishi sighed, too lazy to continue the ink with him, "Where is the mountain?"

　　 "What down the mountain?"

　　 "The one you detained." Huai Shi asked: "You always want to let me know whether he is alive or dead, right?"

　　 The other person snorted, and after a squeaky noise, there was a sound of pushing the door open, and something heavy fell on the ground.

After 　　 vaguely angry, there was another noisy sound.

　　 "You can still move, what a tough guy, hey...Yeah, right? Your team leader called you on the phone. Come on, let's say a few words."

　　 "Team leader..." A hoarse voice rang under the mountain.

　　 "It's me." Huai Shi asked, "Are you still alive?"

"Ok."

"Then you seem to be lucky. At least they have saved some face for the president. I will not be here in the future. Don't worry about this kind of thing, lest you don't get the things back and people die in vain. You think you don't need money for the funeral. Huh?"

　　 Huaishi gave him a few cold reprimands, and then told him: "You have a good rest, and I will leave the rest to me."

　　 bang, there was a faint muffled hum.

　　 Soon, the voice came again.

　　 "Hey, paper brother, I heard it all." The leader of the Nuluo group sneered: "You are a bit too harsh, right?"

　　 "How about we be more straightforward?"

　　 Huaishi asked softly: "I'm out of the police station now. I'm still intact. No one is arrested and sent to jail. But what are you going to do? You will be wrong? Or just borrow the donkey? Which one you choose depends on you."

　　 Huaishi became tough, but the other side's tone became helpless: "Oh, look at what you said, didn't I pay attention to it? Since you have come out, my paper brother, I am too embarrassed to keep it."

　　 He paused, and the conversation turned: "However, according to the rules of the road, he took it into my hand and let me spit it out again... Why should you leave me something?"

　　 "Okay." Huai Shi smiled: "How much do you want to keep?"

　　 "Half, how about it?" The leader of the Nuluo team said: "We are not acquainted with each other, and we will be able to..."

　　 "Are you in a hurry to drink and worship wine?"

　　 Huaishi interrupted him and told him, "How about a face-to-face conversation? It's too insincere to be over the phone."

　　 "Okay, you come."

　　 The leader of the Nura group heard the meaning in the words and sneered: "I'll be waiting for you."

　　 After he said an address, the phone hung up.

　　 Huaishi put away the phone and put it into the pocket of the hospital gown.

　　 He was taken directly out of the hospital by the police, and he has not had time to change his clothes.

　　 "Let's go." He said to Ueno, "Don't let people wait."

　　 Ueno, who had just removed the bandage and came from the hospital, still had stitches on his face. Hearing Huai Shi’s words, he couldn’t help but be stunned: “Don’t you want to change your clothes?”

　　 "No, white clothes are just right, with a little streak that looks playful, dignified and lively, isn't it good?"

　　 Huaishi waved his hand, and nodded goodbye to the other group leaders who had not left: "Then, see you at night, everyone, and have a drink at that time, and recount your friendship."

　　 Watching Huaishi get into the car, the people who stayed glanced at each other.

　　 Next, there is a good show to watch.

　　The meeting place is called Cicada Livehoe, one of the most popular nightclubs in Higashiyama District, Kyoto. At the same time, it was also the place where Sheng Tianmu was assigned to the Huaizhi group...

　　 After robbing Huai Shi's things, he asked Huai Shi to meet him at his place.

　　 Ueno understands that this meeting might be difficult.

　　 After calling someone and before getting off the car, he took a pistol from the toolbox, checked the bullet, and kicked it into his pocket.

　　 "So prudent?" Huai Shi on the co-pilot looked at him and shook his head: "No need."

　　 Ueno reminded earnestly: "The leader of the Nuluo group is not a good thing. I don't know how many times I eat black. It's very poisonous. Boss, you have to be careful."

　　 "Really, it's a coincidence. I also like black eating black. Everyone must have a lot of common languages."

　　 Huaishi pushed the car door and walked up the steps.

　　 In the daytime, before opening, the front is empty, and there is no way to see the grand queue at night. There was a black hole behind the open door, and the lights hadn't been turned on yet.

　　 There are a few cleaners who are still mopping the floor and doing chores. Only one waiter in uniform stood in front of the door, looking at Huaishi who came up.

　　 "I'm here to meet the members of the Nuluo group." Huai Shi said, "Lead the way."

　　The attendant glanced at both of them, and when he saw Huai Shi’s medical gown, his brows suddenly frowned: "Sorry, sir, disheveled guests, I will not entertain you."

　　 When speaking, he looked dignified and rigorous, as if he didn't know who Huai Shi was, but he couldn't hide the panic in his eyes. Obviously, he had the instruction from the inside, and wanted to give Huai Shi a disgrace and make him lose face.

　　 Ueno was furious and wanted to pull his collar, but the shoulder was held by Huai Shi.

　　 He patted Ueno, motioned to be safe, and then asked, "How can it be neat?"

　　The waiter was taken aback. He was already ready to be beaten, but he didn't expect the other party to have such a good temper. He was at a loss for a long time before he continued, "At least I need a tie."

　　 "Tie? I have it..."

　　 Huaishi smiled, "I still took it from the Metropolitan Police Department. I don't know if it meets the standards of yours."

　　 As he said, he stretched out his hand, took out a pair of dazzling handcuffs from the pocket of the hospital gown, lifted it up, shook it, and threw it to Ueno beside him: "Help me hang it up for him."

　　 Ueno smiled: "Yes."

　　 The waiter's face changed drastically, and the two guards behind the door rushed out to talk, when they saw Huai Shi push forward lightly, and then push again.

　　 In the sound of broken bones, the two of them snorted at the same time, kneeling on the ground involuntarily, spitting out the blood oozing out of their lungs, breathless.

　　 "Look, there are two more ties. Let's hang them on this one."

　　 Huaishi glanced down at the person lying on her feet, then turned her head and ordered Ueno.

　　 Ueno grinned, showing a mouthful of shark teeth, smiling cheerfully, and then hit the waiter's forehead with a punch, and despite the struggle, he pressed him against the bronze handle of the door.

　　 The handcuffs went around the neck neatly, and after two pulls, an iron tie was hung up.

　　 Then two uniform ties were also hung around the neck of the attendant whose face was flushed.

　　 "Is this enough?" Huai Shi asked with her head down.

　　The waiter was panting hard, struggling wildly with his hands, but couldn't get rid of the shackles on his neck, he could only nod his head vigorously, and his eyes begged.

　　 Then, Huai Shi nodded, retracted his gaze, and walked into the door.

　　 Behind, Ueno took a closer look at his masterpiece, and it was stinky, and he took a picture with his phone, and then hurriedly followed.

　　 all the way ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was unimpeded, and finally saw a mountain left on the ground panting beside the dance floor, and two people struggling to kick and beat.

On the 　　 deck, the middle-aged man smoking a cigar looked back and raised his eyes.

　　 "Hey, is it really here?" The leader of the Nuluo group laughed mockingly: "You look good, you are the little white face of the paper-loving group?"

　　 Huaishi continued forward, unheard of, just stretched out his hand, took out the gun from Ueno’s pocket, and pointed it at the man’s forehead and pulled the trigger.

　　 bang.

　　 Then, the gun was turned around, and it was aimed at the other people who still had ridiculous smiles on their faces, bang, bang, bang three loud noises, and it was over.

　　 In the crisp sound of the bullet shell landing, there is no more messy sound.

　　 In the short silence, Huai Shi bowed her head, staring at the face that still mocked, and nodded slightly.

　　 "Yes, I am." He answered politely.

　　 Immediately afterwards, there was a screaming sound. Not far away, a few people collapsed on the ground, and others wanted to rush up to avenge the group leader.

　　 And Ueno had already taken the pistol from Huaishi's hand, and showed his proud shark teeth toward them.

　　 The fleeting flames light up and then go out.

　　 After the ambushes in various places rushed out, everything was over.

　　Only the man sat on the chair next to the corpse, picked up the whiskey on the table, drank it on his back, put down the bottle, and looked at them.

　　 "We have finished the talk, and both parties are satisfied with the result."

　　 The evil spirit-like man sat in the darkness, raised his beast-like eyes, and asked softly, "Now, does anyone want to talk to me?"