The Late Night Train

Chapter 561: Looking back at the abyss (559) Fang Qinwei's request

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"Brother Fang, why are you here alone? Where are the other brothers?" Mou Hai said with a smile on his fat face covered with sweat.

The man named Brother Fang glanced at Mou Hai, as if remembering something unpleasant, and said angrily, "Do you think we Wu Sheng Cult people are all idle? They are naturally busy with something."

"Yes, yes, the eldest brothers of the Wusheng Cult are naturally busy with official duties, so the younger ones are too talkative." Mou Hai responded repeatedly, and the sweat on his face flowed faster.

Brother Fang seemed to enjoy Mou Hai's scared look, squinting his eyes and just watching without saying a word.

The other party didn't speak, and Mou Hai dared to step forward to talk to him again, his expression becoming more and more awkward.

Seeing Mou Hai like this, Brother Fang could no longer hide the smile on his lips, and finally let out an ugly, weird laugh, and then said, "Let's get down to business quickly."

"You mean..." Mou Hai's expression showed that he was pretending to be stupid.

Brother Fang naturally saw it, snorted coldly, and said, "You don't know? Do you want me to help you remember more?"

Mou Hai was so frightened that he almost jumped up on the spot, and quickly said with a smile, "No, no, no! I was nervous for a moment and forgot! I didn't mean it! I really didn't mean it!"

Brother Fang was too lazy to talk nonsense and simply asked, "Have you finished the boss election? In one day, the park will open. If you miss the adults, you losers will... "

As if he thought of something, Brother Fang showed a cruel smile on his face.

When Mou Hai heard this, his fat body couldn't help but tremble, and he stammered, "Fang...Brother Fang, can you please give me a few more days of grace?"

"Grace?" Brother Fang sneered and said, "I might as well give you immunity once."

"Okay!" Chen Qi was overjoyed.

Mou Hai turned around and glared at Chen Qi, cursing in his mind, "Don't this idiot know that Fang Qinwei is laughing at us?"

Since it was difficult to say it in person, Mou Hai had no choice but to ignore Chen Qi and continued to apologize with a smile, "Brother Fang, you are really good at joking. How can we be so lucky?"

But Fang Qinwei said, "This is no joke."

Mou Hai looked carefully at Fang Qinwei's expression. The mocking look on his face had subsided and he was staring at him.

"How about it? Do you want to do it or not?" Fang Qinwei was a little impatient, "Have you never heard of a gang like you? The immunity can exempt you from the obligation to attend the opening of the park."

"How can this little guy not know this?" Mou Hai quickly replied, "It's just that our little gang, what qualifications do we have..."

"Do you have to earn qualifications by yourself?" Fang Qinwei said meaningfully.

Mou Hai finally understood that Fang Qinwei had something for them to handle. If this matter is handled well, given the other party's identity, he might really have a chance to obtain immunity. But if they fail, the consequences will be unbearable for them. Two extreme results, one good and one bad, really put Mou Hai in a difficult position.

Fang Qinwei was not going to let him think about it slowly, and urged, "My patience is limited, you answer me now, do you want to fight for this opportunity?"

While Mou Hai was hesitating, Chen Qi lost his temper and said loudly, "I want it! I can't even dream of it!"

"Okay." Fang Qinwei nodded with satisfaction.

Mou Hai turned around and glared at Chen Qi, who looked innocent.

Then I thought about it, now that the other party has spoken, in fact, a small gang like the Qinglang Club doesn't have much room to refuse. Furthermore, the boss here has not been chosen yet, which undoubtedly gives the other party another handle. In the final analysis, the only way to go is to agree to the other party's request.

After thinking about this, Mou Hai sighed secretly.

Looking up at Fang Qinwei, the latter couldn't wait to say, "Next, let's talk about how to qualify."

Mou Hai could only agree, "Brother Fang, please give me some instructions."

Fang Qinwei's eyes flashed with a strange light, and his breathing became a little heavier. He swallowed more and then said, "I heard that there is a refugee gathering place on the north side of the long street?"

Chen Qi was the first to say, "Aren't they just a few refugees? Brother Fang, just say a word and we will grab whatever you want for you?"

Mou Hai felt something was wrong and said nothing for a while.

When Fang Qinwei heard Chen Qi's answer, he smiled broadly and said, "This boy is very motivated. If he hadn't been the boss... Ahem, if it hadn't been for those things, I would have helped you become the boss of the Qinglang Club. . But you, the second child, are more qualified than that Mou Hai!"

"Does it sound like a curse? This MMP bitch!" Chen Qi cursed in his heart, but could only smile stupidly on his face.

As a gangster, and Anxiang District was in short supply of supplies, it was common sense for Mou Hai and his gang to rob homes, but the matter was so important that he still asked cautiously, "Brother Fang, what is it that you are interested in?"

"It's not a thing." Fang Qinwei shook his finger, and the smile on his face became more and more obscene, "Last time, some of my church members caught a pretty girl. But before I could get back, she was killed by them. I heard that the woman was resurrected at the gathering place this time. So..."

Such appalling evil deeds, and the fact that Fang Qinwei spoke so lightly, made everyone present feel a chill in their hearts. Without the other party saying anything, Mou Hai and others already understood the other party's intention. Although the Qinglang Club robbed homes and houses because of the pressure of life, they had never done such a thing. Having said that, if this group of people were really heinous, they wouldn't still be a small gang after more than ten years.

But faced with the temptation of immunity, Mou Hai still hesitated.

Just as Mou Hai was thinking about what to say, Chen Qi suddenly jumped up and refused, "No!"

The answer was so quick and decisive that even Mou Hai was taken aback.

After realizing what Chen Qi said, Mou Hai rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

"You... shut up the f*ck!" Mou Hai couldn't speak anymore. He crawled to the ground and covered Chen Qi's mouth, and cursed again, "Are you crazy! Do you know what you are doing? "

Chen Qi's mouth was covered, and he couldn't answer. He only made a strange sound of "woo woo ah". While Mou Hai continued to cover Chen Qi's mouth, he turned around and wanted to apologize to Fang Qinwei. But then he saw the other party's appearance clearly, and Mou Hai was so frightened that he almost lost his soul!

At this moment, Fang Qinwei's body was filled with black energy, his green bean eyes were shining coldly, and even his tone of voice became low and gloomy.

"What did this kid just say?" Fang Qinwei slowly approached the two of them and said, "You dare to disobey the Wusheng Cult, are you tired of life?"

This Fang Qinwei looks disgusting, but his strength is quite impressive. The terrifying spiritual power escaping from his body has already weakened the will of everyone present, and they almost knelt down on the spot.

Mou Hai no longer had the strength to hold down Chen Qi, so he plopped down on the ground, his heart pounding so hard that his chest almost broke.

Chen Qi regained his freedom and immediately pointed at Fang Qinwei and yelled, "I'm CNND! We usually just force us to pay tribute to tobacco, alcohol and food, but you dare to do such a thing! Aren't you afraid of God's punishment!"

"God's damnation!" Fang Qinwei laughed, "Don't forget, I am the messenger of the New God, and the whole world is afraid of my Lord! What do you bunch of ants know!"

Fang Qinwei screamed strangely, and black energy swept out of his body, instantly surrounding the six members of the Qinglang Club. The figures were blurred in the black smoke, and only twisted and twitching figures could be vaguely seen, and bursts of heart-stopping screams could be heard.

Fang Qinwei would not kill this group of people immediately, but would enjoy the morbid pleasure of torturing this group of people. Hearing the screams, his face flushed, and he smiled triumphantly, "Are you comfortable? Don't worry, it will be more comfortable next time! By the way, did you just say divine punishment? Where is it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a thunderous roar suddenly fell from the sky.

"Here's the damnation!"