The next morning, Qin Xiu had just gotten up.

took out his mobile phone, but found that there was Wang Ruoxue's missed call.

called Wang Ruoxue first, and there was naturally a reason for calling me so early.

As a result, the competition was stopped for a day as a break to take care of the players.

After saying a few more words to Qin Xiu to take care of his body, Wang Ruoxue hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Qin Xiu headed towards the slaughterhouse.

"Boss, what do you think we're doing with pimples?" The man with a big thumb mark on his right face wiped his sweat and looked at the bald head next to him and asked.

"You know a hammer!" The bald head kicked him.

"This was called by Liu Ye, what are you talking about!" The bald head hates the way of iron and steel.

After the man with the mark on his face was kicked, he was not angry at all, and continued to look up at the bald head.

"But I don't understand, in this poor mountain and remote area, who the hell still built a slaughterhouse here?"

"Does this thing make any money?"

The bald head is a slap in the face to his head:

"Whether he can make money or not is his business, our task is to dismantle this thing so that he can't make money."

"Let's go!" The bald head waved his hand, and a group of younger brothers followed the two behind him.

Next to the two, there was also a man with an indifferent expression. When the sun was shining, he was wearing a black suit.

"Boss, what do you think this is?" The man with the strange mark on his face patted his bald head and pointed to this way.

The bald head was looking at the road, and suddenly he was slapped in the face, which frightened him, and he turned his head and kicked the man.

Bang! The strange man was kicked by the bald head, took two steps back, and was unstable in his lower plate, and instantly landed on the ground.

"No entry within 10 meters?" The bald head looked in the direction the imprint man was pointing and muttered to himself.

"Yes!"

"Boss, what do you say this should be?"

At some point, the imprint man had crawled back and looked at the bald head.

"Grass!" The bald head was instantly frightened and trembled.

"What to do! What to do! While kicking the man, the bald head muttered to himself.

"Smash this thing for me, damn, Lao Tzu has been roaming the rivers and lakes for so many years, and there is no place where I dare to be forbidden from ten meters away!"

"This poor country still dares to set rules for me."

"By the way, go in and see, who is the boss here, I crippled the top of the factory, damn it, I hate others to scare me the most in my life."

The bald head turned his head very much, and said to a group of junior brothers behind him very magnificently.

"Boss Wise!" The imprint man suddenly said coldly.

"I'll fuck you, don't you slap Lao Tzu in the face? Isn't it? "

"Boss, how dare I?"

"You don't dare, you don't dare!" The bald head kicked the imprint man hard.

"Be careful!"

"There's an enemy attack!"

At this time, the man in the suit suddenly bent down and said very cautiously.

The bald head was instantly serious, and immediately bent over.

"Dog Hao, bend down!" Looking at the imprint man, the bald head yelled.

A moment later....

The imaginary enemy attack did not appear.

Slowly straightening up, the imprint man followed the bald head.

"This is what you call an enemy attack?" The bald head asked, pointing to the empty front and looking at the man in the suit.

Still with a cold face, the man in the suit didn't say a word, coughed, and pointed to the right.

Turning to look to the right, the bald head squinted.

I saw a handsome young man, walking alone in this direction.

The man in the suit squinted his eyes and looked serious.

The bald head looked at the young man in front of him, couldn't help laughing, and almost laughed.

"That's what counts as an enemy attack?" The bald man laughed, pointed ahead, and looked at the man in the suit.

"Eiko, your nerves are too sensitive."

"It's just a child, what kind of wind and waves can it make."

"Gou Hao, bring a few people over and break that kid's leg." The bald head smiled at the man in the suit.

Then he looked at the imprint man and commanded.

"Understood!" The imprint man replied.

"Understand, understand, don't be so loud." The bald head scolded angrily.

This time, Gou Hao was frightened and hurriedly walked towards the man.

No matter how he turned his head, the man who was walking slowly on the right had already disappeared.

When I turned to look, the field was empty, and there was a figure of a person.

"Be careful!" The man in the suit suddenly exclaimed, and everyone looked back.

"You just wanted to demolish my factory?" An extremely indifferent voice pierced through.

Everyone's eyes widened, and the man in the suit retreated three meters.

Turning around, in an instant, more than thirty people except him were lying on the ground.

Still no young man!

"How so?"

Secretly exclaiming, the man in the black suit was about to retreat.

He just turned his head, but he saw a scene that shocked him.

I saw that the man appeared behind him at some point, and a hand knife slashed at his neck, and the man in the suit fell to the ground instantly.

The person who came was naturally Qin Xiu.

As soon as he walked near the slaughterhouse, with his keen hearing, he heard several men planning to demolish their own factory.

If it weren't for wanting to hear more news, Qin Xiu would have already known a few people.

But listening to what the man said, there are still people behind the control.

Walking towards the bald head, he saw the bald head lying on the ground, his eyes closed.

Qin Xiu frowned, a touch of impatience flashed on his face, and he slapped his bald face hard.

"Get up!" Qin Xiu shouted.

Looking up at Qin Xiu, a flash of fear flashed in his bald eyes, but this time he didn't dare to make a move.

"You're going to demolish my factory?" Qin Xiu asked with a smile.

"No, big brother, I'm just here for a stroll, isn't it a good view." Although Qin Xiu had a smile on his face, his bald head was not a fool.

Taking away people's wealth is like killing parents, how can this kind of thing not be angry.

"Smack!" Qin Xiu slapped his bald face.

"Who the is your eldest brother, don't think about these fancy intestines."

"I'm just asking you now, who wants to demolish my factory, if it's you, you can die, if it's not you, hurry up and tell who Lao Tzu is."

Looking at the bald head, Qin Xiu scolded angrily.

"This—" The bald head hesitated.

"Smack!" Qin Xiu slapped his bald face.

"Don't say yes, do you? Okay, it's quite persistent, then I'll give you a ride. "

"Don't, I say, I say." The bald head originally covered the left side of his face and hesitated. Seeing that Qin Xiu was really coming, he hurriedly said.

"You're going to talk about it, wasting my time." As soon as the bald left hand was put down, Qin Xiu slapped his left cheek again.

This slap was so strong that the bald head didn't dare to hesitate this time, and hurriedly said:

"Master Liu, Master Liu."

For fear that Qin Xiu wouldn't be able to hear clearly, he said it twice with his bald head.

"Master Liu? That Liu Ye? Qin Xiu's expression became serious.

"Liu... Liu Tianhe. The bald head stammered.

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