“Don’t ask if you shouldn’t ask. The more you know, the worse you will end up in the game. Take care of your own mouth and do your own business. Asking too many angers the big boss, Sun Ying. You should know what the big boss does. He just needs Raise your finger and you can live better than die.” The middle-aged Asian man didn’t stay much, and got out of the car half-warning and half-threatening, leaving Sun Ying, who was horrified and sweaty, sitting in the car for a long time. Dare to move.
Life is better than death... Isn't it better to live than death? Recalling the days when he was just thrown into the red light district, Sun Ying realized that he thought of the world simply.
Once she thought she was great. There was a father who was an official, a mother who was short-term caregiver, and so many people holding herself. She thought she was great, everyone should let everyone give up and hold...
When she got there, she knew that in the eyes of the real rich and powerful, she was an ant too small to be too small, and she didn't bother to strangle it to death.
At this moment, even if the Asian middle-aged man had gotten out of the car, Sun Ying's face was still pale, and the cold sweat on his back continued to come out.
Just now, she was too smug. As long as she provokes the big boss, her fate will not be enough for her to die, she can’t survive, she can’t ask for death... It’s not just talking about it.
After a while, Sun Ying started the car and left until her hands and feet felt a little bit. She was scared, she was really scared, she only needed to manage herself and do her own thing. She doesn't need to know what people have holidays.
Anyway... Sun Ying, who stepped on the accelerator and rushed out of the underground garage with a "boom", smiled coldly, anyway, Ye Jian won't live for a few days, so why bother to hurt her spirits!
She drove away, and the middle-aged Asian man who returned to her car was still sitting quietly. He took out his cell phone until he could not hear the "boom" of the previous car. There was a cell phone screen in the dark car. The blue light flashed slightly, the fingers moved, and a group of mobile phone numbers were dialed out.
Soon, an Asian man’s respectful voice came from the quiet car with the sound of breathing, “I have told her all according to your instructions. Whether it can be done depends on how good she is.”
"If she didn't do it, she would just let us know how talented the cadet brought by Sniper King. Boss, you are eager to push Sun Ying out. If you don't do it well, I'm afraid it will arouse people's suspicion."
The reminder of the Asian man silenced the cellphone for a little bit. Then, without knowing what the cellphone said, the Asian man’s face showed a faint smile, “You’re right, let’s take care of it here. Sun Ying also had the motive to kill Ye Jian. It really has nothing to do with us."
"It depends on the success or failure of the matter in the past few days. It is done, and a small person is solved. If it fails, Sun Ying is dealt with. It also lets us know how many catties Ye Jian has, and it kills two birds with one stone."
"Don't worry, I will take care of things here without leaving a tail."
The Asian man finished speaking and nodded again. Then he hung up the phone, put the phone back in his pocket, started the car, and left the underground garage of the bar full of gloom.
Soon after he left, there was a very shallow breathing from the dim garage, as if someone had been hiding in the dark.
Two minutes later, the drunk who appeared in the parking lot just now came back again. This time, he started the car, humming a tuneless tune and drove out of the basement.