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Chapter 624 Zhuang Zhiyuan’s Crisis (2 updates)

Chapter 624 Zhuang Zhiyuan’s Crisis

Luo Yunzhu looked at his face: "You are much more masculine than before. In the future, just use this face and look at it."

Wenyan looked at her speechlessly.

This girl came to see her so early to say this?

Luo Yunzhu smiled, took out two pieces of paper and handed them over.

Wen Yan took it and saw it, and was stunned: "Tickets for the rehearsal meeting? Wait, rehearsal meeting? This requires tickets!"

Luo Yunzhu said naturally: "Of course, it's not possible for anyone to see this young lady's rehearsal. There is also the opportunity to have a dinner party after the end. You can also get my signature record - it's a record! It's not CD or not

DVD! This ticket is more expensive than my concert tickets!"

Wen Yan couldn't help it: "What price is your concert?"

Luo Yunzhu blinked: "Look at the location, the cheapest one is 67."

Wen Yan said in surprise: "The cheapest one is 670%? What is the most expensive?"

Luo Yunzhu directly spit out a number: "Ten thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

Wen Yan opened his mouth wide and looked at her.

If someone is willing to pay so much money for a concert, it will definitely be a stunning trick!

Luo Yunzhu said angrily: "What's your expression! My lady's concert basically sells all tickets in one day as soon as it starts to sell tickets! The VIP tickets were even booked in advance!"

Wen Yan shook his head straight: "Those guys have brain problems. They spend 20,000 yuan to buy a ticket, but they can't sleep with you!"

Luo Yunzhu's face flushed in an instant and she said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense!"

Wen Yan pretended to be surprised: "Am I wrong? Can you sleep with you?"

Luo Yunzhu even had her neck red, and she clenched her pink fist and shouted: "Of course not!"

Wen Yan looked relieved: "I just said I was right."

Luo Yunzhu said annoyedly: "You stinky hooligan, you know more about art than you!"

Wen Yan laughed and said, "It's so funny. Do you think those guys who deal with money all day long know art more than me? Why don't they say they are better than me? I'm more confident."

Luo Yunzhu was speechless for a moment.

She does know a lot about this. Basically, those who are qualified to buy the most expensive VIP tickets are rich, but they are definitely not for the purpose of appreciating art, but for the purpose of showing that they maintain their "elegant" life and appreciation taste, which is just a testament to their status.

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Wen Yan took the training ticket again: "How much is this ticket more expensive than a performance ticket?"

Luo Yunzhu snorted: "This is a limited edition, with a uniform price of 6,666."

Wen Yan said in surprise: "It seems that this is not as expensive as you."

Luo Yunzhu said with a stern face: "Compare the average price!"

Wen Yan changed his mind: "Enter with your ticket?"

Luo Yunzhu gave him a blank look: "Or why would I give you? This is the company's arrangement, and everyone except limited people must enter with a ticket."

Wen Yan put away the ticket: "Okay, I'll give Qin Fei one in the future."

Luo Yunzhu immediately smiled: "I remember to come tonight!"

Wen Yan was about to speak when the ringtone of his cell phone rang. When he found it, he was an unfamiliar number.

Luo Yunzhu rarely stood up, made a gesture of "I'm leaving" and left quietly.

Wen Yan connected the phone and said casually: "Hey?"

A trembling voice came from the other end: "Wen...Vancouver? I...My Zhuang Zhiyuan!"

Wen Yan had already heard his voice and said strangely: "Why are your voice so trembling?"

Zhuang Zhiyuan said with a sad face: "I...I was caught..."

Wen Yan was stunned and couldn't speak, and he had heard the sound of a call changing hands from the other end.

A moment later, a rough male voice came coldly: "It's your boy who killed my brother, right? Get out to the repair shop immediately, otherwise you'll be waiting to collect the body of this boy!"

Dou...Dou...Dou...

The phone hung up.

Wen Yan had a slightly locked eyebrows and put his cell phone into his pocket.

What the other party said reminded him of the disaster that Zhuang Zhiyuan suffered before. Last time, this guy's repair shop was implicated by two fierce gangs. At that time, Song Rong went to save Zhuang Zhiyuan. According to the former, could he kill him?

Young man, is it because the people who seek revenge come to the door?

If this is true, it would be fine to settle the accounts on his Wen Yan's head.

Wen Yan pondered for a moment, got up and left the room.

Let’s deal with this before the Enlightenment has finished yet.

...

Zhuangzhiyuan’s Zhuang Automobile Repair Factory is located in a street on the Second Ring Road of Mohebei. When Wen Yan arrived by car, he saw that the repair factory was surrounded by blue iron sheets, and protective lines were opened around it. It turned out that preparations had already begun.

Repair project has been made.

However, it was still early, and the workers on the construction site had not yet gotten up to work, and the entire repair shop was quiet.

Wen Yan walked to the gate, pushed it gently, and the door opened.

He walked in and looked around.

The entire repair shop was damaged very much, with broken walls everywhere.

"Who!" A shout came.

Wen Yan turned around and saw a young boy standing next to the shed more than ten meters away, looking fierce.

Wen Yan walked towards him, and soon heard the mixed breathing sounds in the shed, and suddenly realized.

It’s not that the workers didn’t get up to work, but that they were taken into custody!

Another man came out of the shed and shouted, "Are you the boy named Wen Yan?"

Wen Yan approached the two and stopped: "No, I am Wen Yan's friend, my name is A Gang. He has something to do now, so let me deal with this matter."

The man sneered, "I thought it would be fine if I hide? Humph, tie this kid up first and send it to my elder brother!"

Two minutes later, in the repair shop work room less than 20 meters away from the shed, Wen Yan, who was tied up behind the scenes, saw Zhuang Zhiyuan hanging in the air.

The latter was more than three meters above the ground and was dying in the air. His clothes were torn in many places, with blood stains. It was obvious that he had been tortured.

"Are you Wen Yan?" A man with a cold face said coldly below Zhuang Zhiyuan's side.

Around him, there were more than a dozen men of different heights but all with fierce aura, all of whom were holding guns in their hands!

Mohe can definitely be called the most violent city in the country. Wen Yan has never seen many times when he openly held a gun.

Zhuang Zhiyuan above barely opened his eyes and said with difficulty: "You...Who are you?" Of course, he was the gentle voice who did not recognize the disguise.

Wen Yan said as if nothing had happened: "I am Wen Yan's friend, I will say a few words to you and this...melon-faced boss."

Everyone was stunned.

Melon-shaped face?

Many people immediately turned to see the cold man and nodded secretly.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it, it’s really similar if you say it!

The cold man said furiously: "You said it again!"

Wen Yan looked at him with a slant: "If it were you, I would care more about the important things, rather than these trivial matters, Brother Guazi."

The cold man remembered the serious matter and gritted his teeth and said, "Say!"

Wen Yan said slowly: "Wen Yan said that last time he saved you Zhuang Zhiyuan, but you didn't expect you to betray him! He could have let you die like this, but because you had a good relationship with him before

My son, he asked me to explain things clearly for him so that you won’t die with your eyes open.”

Zhuang Zhiyuan was shocked: "What...what!"

The man below said in a daze: "That's all?"

Wen Yan turned around and walked out: "I'm done, goodbye."

"Stop!" Guazi Man shouted loudly and made a gesture.

The brothers around him immediately separated four people and rushed over to surround Wen Yan, pointing the muzzles of the four black holes at him.

Wen Yan stopped and turned slowly: "What do you want to do?"

The Guazi Man smiled grimly and said, "That kid doesn't dare to come, right? Then I'll come to him and lead the way!"

Wen Yan shook his head and said, "I advise you not to go, it will not end up messing with him."

Guazi Man walked over, grabbed his collar, and pressed his right gun directly on Wen Yan's forehead: "Can you go?"

Wen Yan struggled with both hands and the rope was broken. He gently brushed away the melon seed man's hand and turned around and walked out.

"If you want to leave, come with me. Why are there so many people who love to die these days?"

The people around were stunned when they looked at the broken ropes on the ground.

After a while, the Guazi Man snorted and made a gesture. Everyone temporarily put away their guns and followed him with Wen Yan, leaving only two people inside to guard Zhuang Zhiyuan.

He has been in Mohe for more than ten years, and he is a local snake here. No matter what kind of gentle words you say, as long as you provoke him, you will definitely not end up well!

After leaving the work room, Wen Yan was taken to a double-row truck and sat in the passenger seat. Guazi Man sat behind him, in an advantageous position where he could shoot him at any time.

"drive!"

After the others entered the carriage, the man with a stern face shouted.

The boy who was driving immediately started the car and slowly drove out of the repair shop.

"Where to go?" Guazi Man asked.

Wen Yan remained silent and began to indicate the direction he was walking.

After staying in Mohe for a long time, he basically understood the route here and had no problem leading the way to several places he had been to.

Soon the car drove to a street, and the man with melon frowned and said, "This road is a bit ripe, I seem to have been here many times."

The boy driving in front suddenly shocked and stepped on the brakes with a sudden footstep. The brakes were too fast. The man behind the melon seeds rushed forward and directly hit Wen Yan's backrest.

"Qian! You are looking for death, right?" Guaziman shouted angrily, covering her forehead.

"No, no...Brother, look over there!" The boy in front pointed at a distance.

The man with melon seeds was stunned, and his face suddenly changed when he looked over.

Police Department!

Wen Yan said slowly at the right time: "Aren't you looking for Wen Yan? Get out of the car with me!" As he said that, he opened the car door and got out of the car.

Guazi Man was surprised and jumped out of the car and grabbed him: "What the hell are you doing!"

Wen Yan said as if nothing had happened: "You asked me to bring you here, don't you want to go?"

The Guazi Man said angrily: "Stop pretending to be garlic! So coincidentally that kid is staying nearby?"

Wen Yan said lightly: "It's not around here, but in the detention center behind the police station."

Guaziman grabbed his collar: "Say it again!"

Wen Yan smiled slightly, "Wen Yan was arrested by the police for suspected murder. If you don't believe it, send someone to the police station to ask. But if you are afraid, then go back like this."

The expression on the man with melon seeds changed several times, and he finally shouted: "Let me find a brother with no evidence!"

The boy who was driving immediately agreed to get out of the car and ran to the back car.

The man from here stared at Wen Yan: "If you dare to lie, I will peel you off!"

Wen Yan made a gesture of "please give me a try".

Five minutes later, the younger brother who was sent to the police station to control the situation ran back: "Brother! Really, that boy is now locked in the detention center behind!"

The man with melon seeds has his eyebrows locked deep.

In this case, if you want to kill Wen Yan, you have to rush to the detention center.

Depend on!

With his little manpower, if he rushed to the detention center, he would not have been left with a scum?

Wen Yan said by chance: "You have so few people, and going there is just a death. Why not just let it go like this. In the future, people on the Tao will not talk about you, Guazi Brother."