Chapter 674

Third floor office.

The weasel is still wearing his favorite red vest, black trousers and a pair of white sneakers.

He now boasts that he is a cultural man. He specially renovated his office. He said that he prefers simplicity and elegance. He also specially invited a calligraphy master, painted a picture and hung it on the wall.

This picture consists of three words - make a fortune.

In order to show his habit of reading, he specially asked people to customize a huge bookshelf on the side of the office, which was filled with his favorite books, Green's fairy tales, Andersen's fairy tales, and story fair.

Li Lincheng thought he had a stable mind, but when he first entered the office, he was still surrounded by the legendary No. 1 underground boss in Jiangbei, Lei delijiao wainen.

"Brother Huang, right? Hello, my name is Li Lincheng."

But Li Lincheng smiled and took the initiative to reach out.

"Please sit down and listen to your accent. It doesn't look like a native. It's a bit of an accent from southern Fujian."

The weasel also smiled and shook hands with each other. He thought he was very knowledgeable and said, "I have traveled all over the country these years and have stayed in Southern Fujian for some time."

"I especially like the cultural heritage there. There is a famous man. What's his name? Yes, Lu Xun, he has a comment on Southern Fujian. I especially agree with it. This sentence says that all traffickers and pawns have the spirit of smoke and water."

"Now when I look at childe Li's style of making thousands of gold, it really has the style of Southern Fujian."

Li Lincheng's mouth twitched slightly.

He really couldn't understand how such a second force became the king of Nanjiang underground world?

Although Li Lin Chengping was very good at being a man, he still couldn't help correcting the right way at this time, "Mr. Huang, you may have heard wrong. I'm a native of Tianhai, and I can't have a half dime relationship with southern Fujian."

"Second, Mr. Zhou Shuren's saying that" all traffickers and soldiers have the smell of smoke and water "does not mean Southern Fujian, but Jinling, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties."

Although Li Lincheng is young, he is definitely a talent in being a city government. He also knows that it is impolite to dismantle others' platforms face to face.

But today I don't know why. When he faced this man with unique clothes, he couldn't help but go back.

"Ah? Are you from Tianhai?"

The weasel looked embarrassed and hurriedly said, "I may have heard wrong. Alas, there are too many places to go in my life. It is inevitable that I will be confused sometimes."

"But you just made a mistake. Lu Xun said that 'all traffickers and soldiers have the spirit of smoke and water'."

"I saw this sentence on the back of the story meeting. The signature on it is Lu Xun. I usually like to read Lu Xun's books."

"What does the Zhou Shuren you just mentioned do? Is he also a writer?"

Gollum!

The sound of swallowing saliva.

But it was not the saliva that Li Lin swallowed, but the black evil spirit who had been hiding nearby.

The weasel pretended to be the most skilled, and even the black evil spirit, who had always been indifferent, was shocked.

"Oh, Mr. Zhou Shuren is just... He is also a writer."

Li Lincheng really doesn't want to go on with this second force.

Open the door to the mountain road, "brother Huang, I came to see you today. I want to talk about a business with you."

The weasel nodded and said, "your sincerity is high enough to throw more than three million yuan to invite the people in the field to drink."

"I like to deal with people like you who have strength and culture. Say, what business."

Li Lincheng said, "I want to ask brother Huang to help me."

"Do people?"

The weasel squinted slightly. "I'm afraid you've found the wrong person. I'm a law-abiding businessman. I'd better go to the little gangster for that kind of thing."

Although weasels are mixed in society, Longtang does not use people's money to claim lives for people.

"No, no, no, brother Huang, I'm afraid you misunderstood."

Li Lincheng looked into each other's eyes and said calmly, "I'm not pleading, but ordering you."

"As long as you help me handle this person, I can give you a chance to join me and be a running dog for me."

When Li Lincheng said this, he still had a shallow smile on his face, and his tone was soft, as if he were talking about an ordinary thing.

"Presumptuous!"

But this sentence made several bodyguards behind the weasel explode instantly. Shua took out a machete from the back waist and was ready to rush over.

"Wait a minute."

The weasel raised his hand. After all, he is a big brother, and his mind is naturally more stable than ordinary people.

"Brother, do you know where this is?"

Said the weasel, squinting slightly.

"Yes, dragon hall headquarters is also your nest."

Li Lincheng still smiled and said, "there are at least 200 people around here who can rush in within a minute."

"Hehe, it seems that you are not mentally ill."

The weasel squinted, "since you know what the situation is, you dare to say such words here. Even if you are tired of living, you don't play like you."

Li Lincheng said with a smile, "I'm not tired of living. You'll know in a moment, but now you have to give me an answer. Being a dog for me is not a curse. How many people want to be a dog for me are not qualified."

"I go to your mother's qualification!"

The weasel suddenly slapped heavily on the table and said angrily, "you're fucking sick, aren't you? OK, I'll take you to the hospital, to the hospital in hell, give it to me!"

In the eyes of the weasel, the man is probably mentally ill.

Although as a Jianghu person, those who hate themselves or want to kill themselves for other reasons must catch a lot.

But even if it is arrogant, you can't hit your nest alone. What else can it be?

The bodyguards who rushed up followed the weasel for a long time and knew the character of the weasel, so when swinging the knife, they deliberately left the blade in one piece and hit each other's head with the back of the knife.

This is to save a living. Brother Huang can interrogate him later. After all, he is a big spender and has to find out the background.

Shua——

At this time, a silver light flashed suddenly.

The bodyguards who rushed up were stunned in situ, and their eyes stared round.

A second later, a very thin red line suddenly appeared on his neck, and then fell to the ground on his back at the same time.

They wanted to keep Li Lincheng alive, but Li Lincheng never thought so.

The weasel stared with astonishment.

Obviously, he didn't understand what happened. He didn't even know how the other party shot. Li Lincheng, sitting in front of him, still had a calm expression.

"Who!"

Suddenly, the weasel burst into a drink towards the door, and Li Lin could turn his head. Taking advantage of this gap, the weasel leaped up and ran to the window.

This is the third floor. The weasel didn't think about it. He was just ready to jump.

Shua——

Suddenly, a samurai sword as thin as a cicada's wing suddenly hit his throat.