Chapter 279: Recipe

After those people in black left quickly, Bu Xin leaned against the chair, breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"Woke!"

Soon, a confidant in the co-pilot handed a cigar to Bu Xin and lit it for him.

They have followed Bu Xin for so long and know Bu Xin's character very well. They know his scruples and don't like to be treated as sissy or a white face by others. When thinking about it, they like to smoke cigarettes, not a famous domestic cigarette, but a cigar from Cuba.

Bu Xin took a sip and spewed smoke. He felt much more energetic. He took two or three sips, opened the window, and bounced the cigar directly into a garbage can not far from his car.

The trash can may have flammable items that have not been cleaned up. A cigarette butt flew over and quickly burned the items in the trash can. The fire was very bright at night.

Bu Xin did not look at the trash can and said.

"Go to the branch."

Soon, the car came outside the gate of the Taiyuan branch. Bu Xin got out of the car and did not go to his office, and immediately walked to the cell of the branch.

Hongmen is very organized, and even affects inside and outside.

Many people are not clear about the intangible influence.

As such a huge underground organization, Hongmen has its own management agency and its own cell. If Hongmen members violate Hongmen's rules and etiquette, they will be locked in their own cells.

The Taiyuan Hongmen branch cell is located under the branch basement, which is dark and tidal. Usually, there are those Hongmen members who have made mistakes and are locked in it, and other members who are against Hongmen.

That simple cell may not be as good as a real cell. However, there are Hongmen guards guarding below, so it is also impossible to escape from inside.

"Deputy Master Bu!"

...

When Bu Xin came to the basement cell, the guards below saw him and greeted him one after another.

Bu Xin's face was expressionless and a small white face, similar to the past. When he came to the smallest cell in the basement, he looked at the guards and said.

"Open the door. No one can come in without my order."

"Yes, Deputy Master Bu."

Tang Miao died that night. As the deputy head of the branch hall, of course, he has great power now, and he may become a new head of the hall. When other guards saw him, they naturally respected and flattered him.

After the other guards left, Bu Xin went inside, and a smell like in a garbage can emanated.

Under the dim yellow light in the humble cell, a middle-aged man with long hair and messy hair wore chains on his feet and hands, and he didn't know if he was asleep.

However, when he looks past, something is crawling under his feet, probably because of the environment here and the reason why he hasn't cleaned it for a long time, he has begun to grow maggots.

Bu Xin felt disgusted with the environment here, but he had to come in again.

Soon, when he opened the door, the middle-aged man had woken up and looked at him with those angry eyes.

Bu Xin asked coldly.

"Qin Minsheng, don't you feel good?"

"Buxin, you have the guts to kill me!"

"Otherwise, you will be killed by those who have no teaching!"

Originally, Bu Xin was still superior and confident. However, when he heard Qin Minsheng's last words, his face suddenly turned pale, his eyes were even more frightened and ugly, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"Haha, you're scared!"

"Are you afraid of this grandchild!"

The messy middle-aged man laughed loudly.

Soon, Bu Xin found that he had just lost his temper, and his face quickly recovered and laughed loudly.

"Qin Minsheng, there is no teaching at all in this world, and teaching without teaching has long been destroyed by the leaders in China.

"Real?"

"If not, why are you afraid to hold your hands tightly?"

Qin Minsheng laughed louder, like a crazy madman.

If such a person is outside, he will definitely be treated as a mentally ill person. However, Bu Xin knew that Qin Minsheng was normal and more normal than normal people. Unexpectedly, he almost fell into his trap twice in a row.

"That's because I want to hit you!"

"Then come and hit me!"

"Come and hit me!"

Qin Minsheng, who stood up from the ground, kept approaching Bu Xin and stretched out his head to beat Bu Xin.

However, Bu Xin kept retreating. He felt that Qin Minsheng was really a madman, or those unreliable members were desperate madness.

Suddenly, Qin Minsheng's mouth bit Bu Xin's shoulder. He was ready to bite Bu Xin, drink his blood, and remove his flesh before he could vent that gas.

However, his hands and feet were bound by chains and could not move at all. He could only bite Bu Xin's shoulder.

"Ah!"

"You, you crazy!"

Bu Xin didn't expect Qin Minsheng to really bite him on the shoulder, just like being bitten by a vicious wolf.

When Bu Xin tried his best to push Qin Minsheng away, he relaxed when he dodged aside.

He really wants to kill Qin Minsheng directly, but he can't kill him if he finds what he needs.

"Bodybu Xin, I can't wait to drink your blood and eat your meat!"

"Is it painful?"

At the corner of his mouth was Qin Minsheng with blood, who suddenly licked his mouth and laughed loudly.

The guards outside heard a scream here and thought that something had happened to Bu Xin and hurried over.

"Deputy Master Bu, are you all right?"

They don't know why Bu Xin paid attention to the madman. Now Bu Xin's shoulders are bleeding.

"Vice Master Bu, do you want us to teach him a hard lesson!"

"No!"

"I'm fine. If there is nothing else, don't come in!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the guards left.

Bu Xin just sorted out the blood marks on his shoulder and soon returned to normal, as if the gentleman said with a faint smile.

"Qin Minsheng, if you bite happily just now, it can discourage you. I have nothing to say."

"But what's wrong with you?"

"As long as you tell us about the knife recipe of the Qin family, you can not only restore freedom, but also be prosperous and beautiful women."

Qin Minsheng looked at Bu Xin, pulled his anklet and bracelet, and struggled hard until he was tired.

Now he really lives worse than death!

There is not even a chance of death.

When he saw that Qin Minsheng did not struggle to calm down, Bu Xin continued to **.

"Qin Minsheng, you are not the only one who has the formula of the Qin family's knife casting. Last night, in the Red Sun Bar, there were also descendants of the Qin family selling knives.

"How is that possible?"

When he heard Bu Xin say this, Qin Minsheng was dejected.

However, he soon felt that it was not credible.