Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

Water city.

The highway entrance, not far away.

A long caravan parked aside, with more than 30 vehicles.

Most of them are Toyota overbearing and off-road vehicles.

At least four or five people are sitting in each car with the windows down.

The people here, one by one, smoked and vomited.

There are many tattoos on the neck and arms.

Even more one by one, they are all haircuts that specifically show that I am not a good person.

Passers-by who were passing by at a distance saw this scene, and the car was hiding far away and leaving at high speed...

If they are locals in Shuicheng, they will avoid it and leave sooner. They can recognize this group of people.

It is from Shuicheng, Baihutang.

People in Baihutang, Shuicheng, can be said to walk sideways, and almost no one dares to provoke them.

certainly.

It is almost because ordinary people dare not provoke it at all.

Of course, the powerful and powerful people who are in the upper echelon are not among them.

But there are many intersections with Baihutang.

In the front car of the convoy, a middle-aged man close to 40 years old was following a phone call.

This person is the master of Baihutang, Zhanli.

"Boss... is coming soon. The two cars of Damimi and the guy named Mu Han will be able to reach the expressway in about 5 minutes."

"I got it." Zhanli said, hung up, turned to look at a man in his 50s who looked pretty gentle with glasses, and said, "Housekeeper Li, we are coming soon."

Known as the housekeeper Li, a man with glasses in his 50s, nodded, Lazy Yangyang said: "Let’s do it according to what we have discussed before. You have to cut off your hands and feet. After you’re done...I have ordered a balance of 100 million yuan, the first time. pay off."

Zhanli said with a flattering smile: "Housekeeper Li, it doesn't matter whether it is money or not. It is our honor to be able to do things for Mr. Ling..."

Butler Li nodded, and said nothing more.

He knew it very well.

Zhanli must be given to Du Wei's face, although Zhanli is the biggest underground power in Shuicheng, the hall master of Baihutang.

But compared to Ling Du Wei's point of view, the younger brother's level is not enough.

Since this is the case, let people do things, and the money should be paid or the money should be paid.

Otherwise, you can count on others to sell your life, how can you be in the heart of the city.

at this time.

Zhanli has taken out a walkie-talkie and said to the walkie-talkie: "Brothers, prepare, our goal is almost here..."

"Dongzi, Abiao, Ermao, when the target arrives, you drive to stop the opponent as soon as possible... Remember to block the road and don't let the opponent slip past."

"clear."

"clear."

"Others are ready, remember that our target is the guy named Mu Han, you have seen the photos, don't hurt Da Mi Mi..."

"clear."

"Understood...hehehe...how are we willing to hurt Big Mimi...hehehe..."

"Hey Hey Hey…"

In the intercom, evil laughter sounded.

The housekeeper Li suddenly looked a little unhappy, and pushed his glasses, his face hadn't come down yet.

Seeing this situation, Zhanli immediately cursed at the walkie-talkie: "Tell me honestly for all the TM's. Tell me what I should say, don't say what I shouldn't..."

Suddenly.

The walkie-talkie quieted down.

The peace of return.

At the same time.

About 200 meters away from the car, an inconspicuous business car parked there.

The place where he stopped is relatively remote, usually not noticeable.

If the people in Baihutang paid attention, they would find that this car almost arrived here soon after their convoy arrived here, and then parked far away.

It's just that no one is paying attention.

Inside a business car.

Through the window glass, there was a man in his 30s, who looked a little thin, and indeed had the temperament of a blade, using binoculars to observe the situation of the Baihutang motorcade.

Observed for a moment.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a call: "The manager, the person who ordered Du Wei to hire, is ready to do it. If they succeed, how should I be paid..."

...

"Boss, take a look, the situation is not right...it should be trouble."

Shura, who was driving, noticed the long convoy in front of him and stopped on the side of the road as he was getting closer and closer to the highway.

This situation is very eye-catching, and I would never encounter such a scene.

And before he left, Shura had already noticed that sneaky people were paying attention.

Even now, it can be seen through the reverse mirror, and there are two cars trailing behind.

When this happens, you will think of it the first time, I am afraid that this long line of cars is waiting for them.

"Driving as usual." Mu Han said lightly, "It wasn't for us, so even if it's troublesome, it's a very fun thing if it is."

"Are you still saying it's fun?" Yang Mi was a little nervous. She threw one at Mu Han, and she rolled her eyes nicely: "Are you not nervous at all? There are more than 30 cars there, and it is estimated that there are more than 100 people. …"

"Heh..." Mu Han smiled: "Is there anything to be afraid of. If they are robbing the fortune, we don't bring a penny. If it is robbing, it won't be enough to hand you over."

"Hate."

Yang Mi rolled her eyes frantically, but Mu Han was joking like this, and her nervousness relaxed a little.

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