On the outskirts of the city, outside a small factory.
Xue Baolai bowed and nodded to the blond Dals and said, "The leader has come, and we are not prepared...!"
Dars only glanced at Xue Baolai and said with disregard in his eyes: "We need a clean place to wait."
Xue Baolai looked at the other party's arrogant expression, and couldn't say anything about the flattery in his heart. He immediately nodded awkwardly: "Okay, please come in!"
Dals was a high-ranking official, and he had no business talking to people like Xue Baolai. Because in his opinion, Xue Baolai and his gang were the mafia that sold gold bricks, and they were the lowest class of people who worked with guns, pure lackeys.
Dals didn't know that Xue Baolai was Xue Ping'an's son, so after just saying a few words to him, he walked into the factory and waited in a relatively clean and tidy room.
Jing Yan will be here soon, and Dalles has something to talk to him about, so he brought five or six operators with him to chat while preparing for what to do next.
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Inside the compound.
After Xue Baolai sent Dals and others to the room, his face suddenly became very gloomy. He was a proud man, and Dals's disregard touched this sensitive and suspicious soldier king.
"Fuck you, why are you pretending? You're just a dog running errands for politicians!" Xue Baolai cursed viciously and was about to walk into the warehouse.
“Bang!”
It was dark and the road was slippery, and Xue Baolai was not paying attention and kicked an object on the left side of the warehouse door with his right foot.
Looking down, he saw a rusty iron guillotine next to the warehouse door. Xue Baolai's right toe was hurt by the impact and he immediately yelled angrily, "Take it away! Take it to the side!"
After saying that, Xue Baolai kicked open the door and walked into the warehouse.
In the dim room, Dabai and others were also tied up near the wall.
Xue Baolai glanced at everyone in a very bad mood, bent down and sat on the wooden box again, waved his hand and shouted: "Bring me my small bag!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man ran to the car and helped Xue Baolai get a small black cloth bag.
Xue Baolai opened the small bag, took out the syringe, and said, "Help me tie the rubber tube."
The young man next to him immediately stepped forward to serve.
At the wall, Dabai whispered to Su Tianyu: "This bastard is a lunatic, he has a bad brain!"
Su Tianyu and Dabai looked at each other and nodded slightly.
After a few seconds.
The prohibited liquid in the syringe was pushed into Xue Baolai's blood vessels. The latter tilted his neck at almost a forty-five-degree angle, his eyes closed, and an unbearable breathing sound came from his throat.
Xue Baolai maintained this posture for a long time before he suddenly raised his head and let out a long breath: "Awesome!!"
After saying that, Xue Baolai stood up in high spirits and looked at Su Tianyu with excited eyes: "You have never worked in our industry, let me tell you...!"
"Ding Ling Ling!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang.
"Brother, cell phone!" The young man picked up the cell phone from the box and handed it to Xue Baolai.
"Can you please not disturb me at this time?! Can you?!" Xue Baolai roared in an unpredictable manner.
"Yes... it's Jing Yan's call!" the young man replied.
Xue Baolai gritted his teeth, reached out to pick up the phone and pressed the answer button: "President Jing, what do you say?!"
"The Dals are over, aren't they?"
"Yes, it's here."
"Protect the people, and then put some pressure on the Su family." Jing Yan whispered, "I'll be there in a moment."
"Putting pressure on me, huh? Okay, okay, I understand, haha!" Xue Baolai replied with a smile.
"that's all."
After that, the two ended the call.
Xue Baolai licked his dry lips, took the small black bag and walked to Su Tianyu, bent down and said: "Brother, I don't understand! You are a lackey with no background and no family support, why do so many people value you?!"
Su Tianyu looked at him coldly, clenching his right fist.
"I want to kill you, but no one here wants to do it. I really don't understand!" Xue Baolai looked at Su Tianyu with interest: "Okay, since I can't kill you, I'll kill your family!"
Xue Baolai finished speaking, lowered his head and fiddled with his small black bag: "Someone asked me to put some pressure on you. Although I don't know why, this is obviously very interesting. Let me tell you, the things in my bag are all top-notch."
When Su Tiannan heard this, he cursed crazily, "Fuck you, Xue Baolai! If you were a man...!"
"No, please don't kidnap me. Who told you I'm a man?!" Xue Baolai immediately interrupted with a smile, squatting on the ground and replied: "How many people have you seen who use this thing? Are they men? I'm a queen, everything I do is reasonable!"
"Oh my god!"
Su Tiannan gritted his teeth and stood up, intending to hit the other person with his head.
“Bang!”
The young man next to him kicked Su Tiannan to the ground and stepped on his chest.
"You have no one and no gun, what can you use to fight me?!" Xue Baolai replaced the new medicine in the syringe, slowly stood up, and walked towards Su Miaomiao with a smile: "Good sister, here I come! This is the best, I won't give it to others easily..."
Su Miaomiao looked at the other person in horror.
"Xue Baolai, I'm telling you! If you dare to touch this woman, as long as I can contact my family in the future, I will absolutely ensure that you will die miserably!!" Yu Mingyuan roared with a ferocious look on his face: "You arrested me, but you didn't dare to touch me, which means I am still useful! As long as there is room for negotiation later, my first condition is to take your life!!!"
Xue Baolai blinked his eyes dully: "You scared me to death! Mr. Yu, your mouth can't kill people, right? Haha! Are you that important?!"
Su Tiannan looked at the sick Xue Baolai, his eyes filled with desperate anger.
Xue Baolai bent down and squatted beside his third sister, licking his lips and rolling up her sleeves.
"Get out, get out!" The third sister kept kicking Xue Baolai.
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In the Southwest Theater Command of the Chinese Region, a man in his thirties got up at five o'clock, had breakfast, sat on the sofa, and looked at Xiao Qinglong: "Uncle Long, what did you gain from this trip?"
"Since Lao Gui doesn't want to fight, I can't say anything." Xiao Qinglong replied: "Tai Zhengkang definitely wants to take over and lead this business."
The young man in his thirties, playing with a teacup in his hand, said with a smile: "This Gui family can't be helped!"
"Maybe the situation below is more serious than we imagined, so Lao Gui chose to give up." Xiao Qinglong added.
The young commander, who was in his thirties, turned his head and looked outside, lost in thought.