Chapter 27 Other Pictures

Huang Hailin and Yang Qihu met at Xiangni Airport at seven o'clock. Huang Hailin only took Dong Kuiwu, but the Kirin incense burner was already on the way to Wumutu. Yang Qihu took the two most powerful brothers around him, and also contacted the acquaintances on the other side. Despite this, both of them were in their hearts. It is very clear that this trip to Umutu is really troublesome, but there are still some guarantees for personal safety. Who is not for money in this world? In case you really can't reach an agreement, you can only bow your head and use money to settle it on other people's territory. Of course, the premise is that the yellow finch and others are safe and sound.

Huang Hailin called Huangque. When he was not in the service area from his mobile phone, he was shocked. The boy Huang Hailin was still very obedient in Huang Hailin's impression. Huang Hailin said that he would go to the hotel and wait for him. According to the usual practice, he would do that, but now, he can't get through. This is really not It's reasonable.

"Second brother, don't worry, maybe, maybe..."

After all, Yang Qihu is a rough person. He wants to comfort Huang Hailin according to his inertia, but he can't think of a legitimate reason.

Instead, it was Huang Hailin, reluctantly squeezed out a smile and patted Qihu on the shoulder. "The second brother knows that it's useless to be anxious now. Only when we arrive at Umutu can we know everything."

"The sparrow auspicious man has his own appearance. It's okay!" Yang Qihu said that this time he went to Umutu, he really went for the yellow sparrow. He was the cripple of Lao Qi. Yang Qihu also knew him. He really felt that it was meaningless to save him. However, Yang Qihu knew that his second brother was a big and good man. No matter how bad he was in the city, he was. Third, if you go to beg him, you can get help. Yang Qihu sometimes can't understand it. This is not this way to make friends with the world, is it?

But Huang Hailin said that if you have one more friend, there will be one more way out. If you are in trouble in the future, maybe it is the people who saved you from escaping.

Little people have the role of little people, and Huang Hailin has always thought so.

At 8:10, the first plane to Kun City finally rushed into the sky. Huang Hailin knew that no matter how fast he was, he must arrive at Umutu at one or two o'clock in the afternoon. Of course, this speed was much faster than driving away as soon as he knew the news.

What will happen to Umutu? How dangerous it is this time. Huang Hailin doesn't want to think about it or guess. Now he only hopes that the yellow finch can be safe.

There are weeds behind the big house in the middle of the mountain pass, which is convenient for the yellow finch and the little loser to hide. The yellow finch has told the little loser. This time, all of them have to listen to him. Don't act rashly. The yellow finch does this, of course, for the safety of this boy. He has been practicing in obscurity in the mountains for 18 years. The power of high technology outside can't be imagined. Although Mr. Cao also mentioned it to him, will he have a deep memory of what he said with his own eyes?

The yellow finch also mentioned one thing, that is, this time, you must not be soft on the demon. Xiaodiao nodded hard and believed that the word "shemale" had been deeply imprinted in his heart.

In Xiaoduo's heart, the hatred for the shemale is better than the tigers and wolves in the mountains at this time.

Jichai sat opposite Kun Ye. Behind him stood the muscular man and the shemale Chunni, who lit a cigar and smoked it.

But next to Kun Ye were just the two black T-shirt youths who had just accompanied him to welcome Jichai.

Jichai's face was very ugly. He smoked a strong cigar and snorted heavily.

Master Kun attentively made a pot of good tea on the tea set, then poured a cup with a smile, put it in front of Jichai, and said, "Mr. Jichai, come from afar to drink a cup of authentic Chinese tea."

Jichai put down the cigar, looked at Kun Ye, picked up the teacup, but said coldly, "There are really a lot of good things in China, such as tea, beautiful women, and 5,000 years of ancient civilization. Everything is so fascinating, but Mr. Kun, do you know? What I want most is Chinese antiques!"

As he spoke, he slowly poured the tea on the ground.

Master Kun frowned. Isn't Jichai's hand a little too much? Don't forget that this is his own territory. In a big way, this is China, not Thailand.

The two black T-shirt young people around Mr. Kun also looked a little angry and ready to go. Just waiting for Mr. Kun's order, he would teach this ignorant Thai man a lesson.

Kun Ye's eyebrows gradually eased, shook his head, lit his own cigarette, and said, "Mr. Jichai, it seems that you are still worried about some things!"

Jichai leaned against the chair and said, "The order was placed half a year ago, and the deposit was paid two months ago. Now, the goods are gone. Mr. Kun, what would you think if it were you? In this generation, you are also a little famous, but fame is accumulated by character, don't you think so?

"Mr. Jichai is right!"

Master Kun said with a smile, no hurry or slow.

"Well, since that's all about it, give me an explanation."

Jichai is domineering, and naturally there is a domineering dependence. Over the years, he has been Master Kun's first customer. Without him, Master Kun will be able to make a big fortune.

The customer is God, and everyone knows this.

Kun Ye suddenly took a sip of smoke and waved his hand to a young man behind him to let him go out. Before long, the young man quickly walked in with a lid in his hand.

Master Kun stood up and said, "Mr. Jiccha, it hasn't been a day or two since you have been in this business. The Kirin incense burner is missing this lid, and how much will the price be discounted? You know better than me, Han Kun. I'm a businessman. I will be stupid enough to leave the lid and sell the incense burner?"

As he spoke, he pushed the incense burner lid over.

Jichai put down the cigar again, grabbed it, put it on his hand and kept rubbing it, and staring at it for a long time. He kept looking at it on the front and back, left and right, and finally gently put it on the table.

The yellow finch is looking at it outside. Over the years, it has been staying in October Feng. Under the influence of the second uncle Huang Hailin and the old lecher Liu Jinyin, it still has some eyesight. Judging from the texture of this incense burner cover, it is indeed the upper part of the Kirin incense burner, but it is a little far away and not very real. Indeed, so, you can't be 100% sure in your heart.

However, the next sentence of Jichai makes the yellow finch no longer have any doubts.

"Yes, this is a unicorn cover, but even so, it can't explain anything. Mr. Kun, I've heard a lot of news during this period, saying that you like to open a high-priced one the most. I don't know if it's true or not!"

Obviously, Jichai is suspecting that Han Kun has stepped on N boats.

Han Kun sat on the chair with a cold face, "Bring me that lame!"

The lame? Is it Uncle Seven? Hearing such a sentence, the yellow finch suddenly became energetic, his eyes widened, and he did not dare to let it go for a moment. As long as the lame old seven was not dead, there was hope.

The yellow finch first saw the light skin coming in last night. The guy was cut off his shoulder bone by a knife striker. At this time, he still dropped his head and his face was pale. I guess he didn't get treatment. He just simply bandaged and put on some medicine to resist this kind of pain. This guy has some means.

Behind the bare skin, the lame Lao Qi was dragged in directly by Han Kun's two men, and then threw it on the ground. Han Kun splashed a cup of tea over, "Mr. Jichai, this is the person who stole the Kirin incense burner. Does Chunni also know about this? I think Chunni will definitely tell you about it, right?

The lame old seven raised his head, full of blood stains, and slowly drooped. The yellow finch looked at it with a burst of heart. It seemed that the one that the lame old seven passed last night was really miserable, but it was not dead, which was fortunate.

Jichai took a look at the lame Seven and said with a smile, "There is an allusion in China, called the bitter meat trick, Mr. Kun, right?"

"What do you mean?"

Han Kun's face is also a little ugly. The customer wants to give face, but the other party has to make things difficult and pick stones in the egg, that is, a muddy man will also be angry.

"Find a scapegoat and say that he took the incense burner and left a lid for me to see here. What is this? A lid, you know I won't take it. After a while, the lid is also lost. Isn't it a secret? Jichai's face was uncertain. "Chunni dealt with some things with you last night. Chunni said that there are still two kids with this person, but from their skills, they have no strength at all. Let me ask, since the other party is so unbearable, how can your general be hurt like this? Is this also a disguise? A kind of cover-up?"

Han Kun suddenly stood up and slapped the skin on the injured shoulder bone. The skin screamed and knelt on the ground in an instant. He sweated coldly. How could the pain of broken bones be slapped casually? It must be worse than death.

"Mr. Jichai? Do you think this is fake?

"I said, bitter meat trick!" Jichai continued to bite.

"Since it's a bitter meat trick, why can't Chunni stop those two kids? I heard that they ran away in Chunni's hands.

Han Kun is very upset. Jichai is just making trouble. He just hasn't got the Kirin incense burner and is looking for trouble here.

"They know magic!" Chunni said strangely, "You are colluding at all. That place is so secretive. If you hadn't been familiar with the terrain for a long time, how could you run?"

This dead shemale's ability to shirk responsibility is first-class.

"Mr. Quixu, since you are going to say so, I really can't help it. Today, I killed this bastard in front of you. It's my intention to show my heart. That incense burner, I admit defeat!"

As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed his men's slight rush and aimed at the shivering lame Lao Qi on the ground.

The heart of the yellow finch suddenly jumped to his throat, and Xiao Diu couldn't help breaking through the wooden house and killing him. Watching the lame Lao Qi die like this, although he was not sure about the rescue, they really couldn't do it.

But at this time, Jichai waved his hand, "Master Kun, in fact, if you want to prove your innocence, there is a way. As long as you can do it, we are still friends and eternal friends, and I will definitely not blame for this matter."

Han Kun turned his head and said, "What's the way?"

Jichai was slow this time. He smoked two cigars, spit out a room full of thick smoke, and then said, "I heard that you got another box recently. If you sell it to me and we have done this business, then I will naturally believe in your sincerity of Master Kun."

Han Kun was shocked. This bastard, speaking of which, talked for a long time, and then colluded with a bitter meat trick. It turned out that he came for another thing.

"How's it going?" Seeing that Han Kun didn't say anything, Jichai asked again.

Han Kun suddenly laughed and returned Wei Chong to his men. He sat on the chair, looked at Jichai, lit a cigarette again, and said, "Mr. Jichai, you are really well-informed, but I'm afraid you can't afford it!"