its 159: fire and

"This..." Frightened by Nie Yong's momentum, the establishment immediately closed his mouth and did not dare to say another word. Nie Yong stared at him for a long time. Finally, in order to ease the atmosphere, he pointed to the sofa: "Sit down first and talk about it."

The establishment industry sat down with its head down like a defeated rooster. After a long time, he said, "So, what should we do now?"

"The key to the problem is still Yu Qianyu." Nie Yong said slowly. As long as she dies, you will be the unique heir of Heidan Group. At that time, won't the whole Heidan Group be yours?

"But the problem is that this is more difficult to do now." Jianye shook his head and sighed, "There are a group of people protecting Yu Qianyu, and a group of special police are following her on the periphery, surrounding her like an iron barrel. How can you attack her?"

"Of course we can't attack." Nie Yong looked at him and smiled, "But someone can."

"Who?" The eyes of the establishment industry immediately lit up.

"You." Nie Yong pointed to the establishment industry with a faint smile on his face.

"What?" The establishment industry stood up and said, "Me? Are you kidding? I'm not a killer! You can't do anything to kill people!"

"It's up to you." Nie Yong nodded slowly, "You can give up, because in the final analysis, it's your business to be the head of Heidan Group. We just do our best to help you do things. Now that you have given up, we have nothing to say, but we will not give up the reward. For your sake, many people died and paid a high price. If you can't give us the corresponding compensation..."

At this point, Nie Yong did not say any more, but just stared at the establishment industry with fierce eyes. Under the pressure of such eyes, the establishment industry's body began to trembling.

"But I..." He muttered in embarrassment, "But I don't..."

"It won't be too complicated." Nie Yong said slowly, "There are many ways to kill people. Guns and knives are just one of them. In ancient times, many weak women could kill their enemies, not by knives and guns. Do you remember how Wu Dacheng died?

"You mean...poison?" I was stunned by the establishment of the industry.

"You are her uncle and a family. You should be able to get in and out easily." Nie Yong closed his eyes and said slowly. At that time, you can succeed if you find any chance. And even if you can't do it yourself, for so many years, among the servants who have started a family, you must be familiar with one or two, right? I don't believe that there is nothing in the world that money can't buy - including the loyalty of others.

The establishment industry was silent for a long time and never said anything. Just as Nie Wuwei felt impatient and wanted to urge him to make a decision, he suddenly stood up, looked at Nie Yong, and turned around and left.

"What does he mean?" Nie Wuwei watched the establishment leave the living room and couldn't help asking his father.

"Believe him. He has no other way to go." Nie Yong snorted coldly.

At this moment, Nie Wuwei's phone rang. After he picked it up, he only said two words, and his face changed. He looked up and said to Nie Yong, "Father, it's not good. Sun Haowen of Qingshan Club is dead!"

"What?" Nie Yong frowned, "What's going on?"

"It is suspected that it was Zhan Tiepeng of the Caotou Gang on the Qingshanhui side." Nie Wuwei said angrily, "They feel that the Caotou Gang has always been worried about the smashing of the field. Now when they see the backers in the alliance fall, they can feel that the general trend of the Shengmeng will go..."

"Nonsense!" Nie Yong roared and patted heavily on the sofa. Nie Wuwei immediately closed his mouth.

"Tell the children of Qingshan Club not to act rashly!" Nie Yong suppressed his anger and whispered, "At this time, there can be no turbulence with Shengmeng!"

"Yes." Nie Wuwei nod and "fed" the phone a few times, but what he heard was just a beeping sound. He hurriedly played the phone back, but the other party never answered.

"You go there quickly and take some brothers to the Caotou Gang. Be sure to stop the fire!" There was a little anxiety in Nie Yong's voice. Hearing this, Nie Wuwei hurriedly nod his head and rushed out quickly. Soon, there was the sound of the car driving outside.

Nie Yong slowly fell into the sofa, slowly closed his eyes, and muttered to himself, "What's the matter? All the plans are obviously correct, and things are obviously moving in a good way. How can they all change all of a sudden? How can the former advantages all disappear in a blink of an eye, and even become a disadvantage in turn? Am I really wrong? Shouldn't you think of Hedan Group? Is there really some imperceptible power protecting the Heidan Group?

Nie Wuwei arrived at Lishui Garden, the headquarters of the Caotou Gang, as quickly as possible in the shortest time, but it was still a step late. When he arrived, it had become a big battlefield. People in black short-sleeved shirts and people in Tang clothes were in a group. Many people had fallen on the ground, and Someone keeps falling down.

Zhan Tiepeng held a long knife in his hand, and his eyes were red, while another man in a Tang suit and bald head waved two machetes and raised a blood arrow. There was also a tall guy, holding an iron stick and kept beating the little brother of the Caotou Gang to the ground. Nie Wuwei recognized that this bald man and the tall man were all Sun Haowen's right men. They were the modeling company and the superficial bosses of the record company of Qingshan Club. Like Sun Haowen, they were desperate owners of fighting.

There are about a hundred younger brothers of the Caotou Gang, but the number of the other party is more than double that of them, and there are two fierce and powerful leaders who fight. It can really be said that the momentum is like a rainbow, so that the Caotou Gang has no power to fight back. If it hadn't been for Zhan Tiepeng't shown a fierce and fearless momentum, he The momentum of my brother makes the people of the Qingshan Club dare not fight with them. I'm afraid that all the people of the Grass Head Gang have been knocked down long ago.

" Stop it! What are you doing!" Nie Wuwei roared, but in this chaos, no one noticed his voice.

At this time, the surrounding shops were so scared that they closed the doors and windows, dropped the iron fence or rolling door, turned off the lights, and there was silence all around. Except for the lively Lishui courtyard, everything else seemed extremely lonely.

Nie Wuwei only brought more than a dozen people here. If these people rushed into the regiment, they would immediately be submerged by the battle of more than 300 people. Of course, Nie Wuwei was not a fool. After observing the situation, he waved his hand and called a powerful subordinate: "Drive over!"

The subordinate was obviously an outlaw. Hearing this order, he got into an SUV, started the car, and rushed into the Lishuiyuan compound while coughing. The roar and coughing of the car engine woke up the most peripheral fighters and hurriedly avoided it. As the car hit several people who turned red and turned a deaf ear to everything in the outside world, the people in the yard noticed the car and immediately dodged on both sides.

Only Zhan Tiepeng, who thought it was the car of the Qingshan Club, roared and waved a long knife to meet him and shouted, "Come on, there's a way to kill me!"

Of course, Nie Wuwei's subordinates could not hit him, so the car braked sharply and stopped in front of Zhan Tiepeng. The driver immediately jumped out of the car and showed his identity to avoid being accidentally injured: "Stop, everyone! Boss Nie is here!"

This voice really worked well. Whether it was near or far away, people immediately stopped and did not dare to act rashly. Nie Wuwei snorted outside and strode into the yard with the group of brothers. Along the way, two groups of bloody little brothers bowed to him one after another, but he didn't seem to See you.

All the way to the car, the bald man and the tall man also hurried over and bowed his head to say hello to him. Nie Wuwei looked at the three bloody gang brothers and roared, "Are you fucking crazy? Do you know what time it is now? Find trouble for me at this time. Do you want to die?"

With that, he kicked the bald man in the chest, kicked him on the head, and knocked down the tall man with another punch. The last one grabbed Zhan Tiepeng's collar, and he actually picked him up and roared, "Big Boss Zhan, what the fuck do you want?"

"Near... Boss Nie, how can you blame me?" Zhan Tiepeng shouted aggrievedly and threw the long knife in his hand aside. It was these guys who rushed indiscriminately, saying that I killed their boss, and my Lishui Garden has not been repaired yet. How can I fucking have the time to talk to Sun Haowen about this?

"Do you dare to say that you didn't do it?" Nie Wuwei's eyes widened.

"Brother Nie, don't listen to his nonsense!" The bald man and the tall man stood up in pain and came over again. The weapon in his hand had been thrown aside for a long time. The bald man said angrily, "Who can do such a thing except them? They are just unconvinced that they didn't take advantage of it last time, so they did it!" The tall man immediately nodded: "Yes, Boss Nie, our eldest brother killed their three younger brothers before he died. The bodies of those three guys are in our car. If you don't believe it, go and see if it's their grass-headed gang!"

"What?" Zhan Tiepeng was stunned and then shouted, " Bullshit, my people don't have my orders. How can they do such a thing?"

"Shut up!" Nie Wuwei roared, threw Zhan Tiepeng to the ground and waved his hand: "Go, carry the body to me!"

"Yes!" The bald man answered with the tall man and didn't dare to ask the little brother to do it. He ran to the car outside and carried a body over. The Qingshan brothers went up and carried the other two bodies and put them on the ground next to the car.

"Zhan Tiepeng, take a look at yourself. Do you dare to say that this is your little brother?" The bald man shouted angrily. Zhan Tiepeng stood up, pushed him away, and squatted down to look.

"Han Jun?" When he saw the face of one of them clearly, Zhan Tiepeng lost his voice and exclaimed.