Chapter 1041 You have to tell me One Thousand Minus 7
It was dark very late in Binhai. When night fell, it was already half past eight. Han Qian took Yeats and squatted in the flower bed of the parking lot at the main entrance of the hospital. Beside him, Yeats kept spraying toilet water on his face, while Han Qian squatted aside and wiped the toilet water on his face.
"Ancestor, if you spray, just spray it on your own back. Why are you spraying in my face? Even a mosquito with such a skin like me can't bite it out!"
Ye Zhi bent down and got close to Han Qian's face and said seriously.
"There has been something wrong with you all afternoon today. Mr. Han, we have known each other for a long, long, long time, and no change in your behavior can escape my nose."
Han Qian stretched out his hand and pinched Yeats' cheek, smiling.
“What are you talking about?”
While the two were talking, a police car drove up at the entrance of the hospital. Not long after, several people walked out of the main entrance of the hospital. Chu Sui was walking in the middle. His body was tightly bound with white bandages, and he was about to be escorted to a police car.
Just when Chu Sui had one foot on the car, Han Qian's voice reached his ears.
“Hey, hey, hey, why are you so anxious?”
The two police uncles turned to look at Han Qian, then bent down slightly.
“Brother Qian’er.”
Han Qian held a cigarette in his mouth and waved his hand.
"Okay, you are all quite tired at night. Go look for drunken hooligans elsewhere or go to the karaoke bar to clean up pornography. Go ahead and don't be an eyesore here. I'll take care of Chu Sui. Let's go."
These words fell to Chu Sui's ears like the whispers of a devil. He looked at the two guards around him and shouted.
"I want to go back to the mental hospital, I want to receive treatment."
Han Qian buttoned his ears and waved to the two guards, with a hint of impatience in his tone.
"Let's go? What are you waiting for here? Wait until I treat you to a midnight snack?"
The guards looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they chose to obey. Brother Qian'er meant that Han Qian grabbed Chu Sui's hair and dragged him to the trunk of the Lexus, stuffed the person in and got in, and whistled at Yeats.
The Lexus 570 sped away.
There is a mysterious place in District 8. Gao Xingyi came to it, Yeats came to it, and Hou Cong came to it.
Chu Sui also appeared here today.
Han Qian, dressed in a white suit, sat on a chair, holding a goblet in his hand. On his left and right sides were two paint buckets, with fires lit on the paint buckets. Standing behind Han Qian Yeats with a serious face.
She had been here before, but couldn't hold back her vomiting and ran out, but this time Yeats firmly believed that she would not be like this.
There were only three of them in the entire basement. Han Qian looked at Chu Sui who was tied to the cross and smiled.
"We meet again. You surprise me every time we meet. You can even use the word "surprise" to describe it. But you grow up too slowly. Even if you force yourself and force Feng Lun to appear in your hallucinations, you can't I think your growth is still too slow. Feng Lun left you so many things. The first thing you controlled was not the Yamenmen. Maybe I will never be able to understand the brain circuit of a mentally retarded person. "
Chu Sui looked at Han Qian sitting opposite. He didn’t know why things turned out like this. In the nightmare, Feng Lun said so much and came up with so many ideas, but there was no Mentioning Han Qian's name also stopped Chu Sui's muddy mind from thinking about Han Qian.
He would never have thought that Han Qian would capture him.
But Chu Sui was not nervous, he smiled.
"Haha, Han Qian, I am afraid of Liu Shengge and Lin Zongheng, but I am not afraid of you. Do you think physical torture can make me surrender to you? No, I tell you no. Yes, if you Han Qian doesn’t kill anyone, I, Chu Sui, will never be afraid of you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a man with a ponytail and a red suit walked up the stairs from the basement to the first floor, shouting with a smile.
"What are you doing here? Yeats, your skirt doesn't look good. Don't wear it next time, it's too short!"
Yeats rolled his eyes at Guan Junbiao, Guan Junbiao stepped forward, took out a cigarette and lit it in the brazier, and then walked towards Chu Sui. The scarlet cigarette butt poked the left side of Chu Sui's neck. Just as Chu Sui was about to wail, a sharp short knife pierced his mouth.
Quiet.
Guan Junbiao threw away the cigarette butt, turned to look at Han Qian and smiled.
"What did he mean just now? That you don't kill people?"
Han Qian curled his lips and nodded.
"There is this sentence."
When Guan Junbiao pulled out the short knife, Chu Sui's mouth was bright red. When he walked towards Han Qian, Guan Junbiao bent down and said seriously.
"Brother Han, I just watched a TV series recently. In the TV series, between two brothers, his brother makes his younger brother study and eat meat every day! The older brother does all the dirty work himself, what do you mean? Are these brothers on good terms? ”
Seeing Han Qian give a thumbs up, Guan Junbiao straightened up and leaned back.
"Then the relationship between us must be better than his, just like Chinese and Chinese."
After saying that, the short knife was thrown in his hand, and the short knife pierced Chu Sui's chest. On his right leg, Guan Junbiao closed his eyes and opened his arms while listening to Chu Sui's wailing.
"Yi Zi, do you think my brother is elegant?"
Yeats shook his head at Guan Junbiao with an indifferent expression.
"Brother Guan, you and elegance don't go together."
Guan Junbiao snorted, turned his head to look at Chu Sui, and said angrily.
“Say!”
Chu Sui glared at Guan Junbiao, gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
“What did you want me to say?”
"What are you asking me? I'm just asking you if I don't know. I'm asking you if I want to know? Damn it, are you going to tell me? Damn it, where's the salt? Where's the alcohol? Brother Han, Ye Zi, you two go out to play. Yes, give me ten minutes! No! Five minutes is enough."
Han Qian stood up and pulled Ye Zhi towards the stairs. Guan Junbiao looked at Chu Sui and said seriously. "I watched an anime recently."
Picking up the apron and wearing it, Guan Junbiao picked up a pair of fruit tree scissors and laughed.
"I feel that there is a plot in it that is very suitable for a simple mind like mine, Chu Sui! Do you know what one thousand minus seven is? Little Angel Jinmu knows very well. I hope you can always Stay awake and keep telling me what one thousand minus seven equals.”
Guan Junbiao, wearing a bloodstained apron and holding a pair of scissors in his hand, smiled at Chu Sui.
"We're about to start~ Where should we start with you first? Feet? Hands? Or your ears?"
Facing Han Qian, Chu Sui was not afraid, he really wasn't He was afraid of Han Qian because he knew that Han Qian was kind, but the dog in front of him didn't even know what kindness was. He couldn't even write the word kindness.
He will write kindness into adult words.
Five minutes.
Just five minutes.
Guan Junbiao came up from the basement and waved to the two boys at the door.
"Clean it up and send it to the hospital! Don't make such a fuss!"
The two boys walked into the basement, and soon a black body bag was carried out, Guan Junbiao He walked to the sofa and threw a notebook to Han Qian.
“Here, the names and genders of all the criminals in Four Seasons Villa. I didn’t ask him to describe the mess. There is a person hiding in Binhai right now. He is a guy with a broken arm.”
Han Qian picked up the book on the coffee table and turned to the first page. Han Qian was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Guan Junbiao.
“Brother, can you sign up for a class?”
Guan Junbiao shook his head gracefully, like a rattle.
Han Qian is reading a book.
[Zhang X ten! Male, brother is bo√. 】
Han Qian turned his head and looked at Yeats, who closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Probably Zhang Chengcheng, male, with a broken arm, the guy whose arm was broken by you at Four Seasons Villa."
Han Qian gave a thumbs up to Guan Junbiao and sighed. road.
"Really! Brother Guan, just throw this book to my second uncle, do you believe he can study it for two years? So now?"
Guan Junbiao glanced at Han Qian's wrist.
"Brother Han, your watch is pretty good!"
Han Qian took off his watch and threw it to Guan Junbiao, smiling.
"You have to give it to you! I have discovered it. You pretend you don't know that I gave Su Liang a huge blow. You will remember the fact that I gave him a watch for the rest of your life, right?"
Guan Junbiao He picked up the watch and put it on his wrist, smiling happily.
"It's different, you know? The company's stuff is fake, the watch is genuine, Qian'er~ buy me a Rolex, I beg you, just buy me one, My master said my head is not worthy of wearing a Rolex for the rest of my life.”
Han Qian turned his head, Yeats took out his mobile phone and whispered.
"Is seven hundred thousand OK?"
Han Qian frowned slightly.
"Can't we make it together? Miss Ye!"
Yeats whispered.
"I know I'm wrong. I'll send it over in half an hour."
Guan Junbiao said with a smile.
"If Ye Zi buys this thing for me, I will really be rude. After all, besides Luo Shen and Cai Qinghu, Ye Zi is the richest person now."
Han Qian shrugged, Guan Junbiao Pick up your phone.
“In half an hour, bring the person to me!”
At 10:30 in the evening, when the Beijing BOSS arrived in the eighth district with Lao Gu and Fu Dong, they looked at the man with a broken arm kneeling on the ground and being tied up. Lao Gu raised his eyebrows and Fu Dong's eyes widened. Only the BOSS in the capital looked blank. calm.
Guan Junbiao stood up and scratched his head at Lao Gu.
"Dad Gu, this guy is one of the little bosses among the escaped criminals from Four Seasons Villa. Well, it was exposed on the Internet that Uncle Fu Dong had an illegitimate child, and it turned out that his surname was not Fu. It was this guy who did it. He "Call Zhang Bai."
Han Qian closed his eyes and Yeats whispered.
“My name is Zhang Chengcheng.”
Guan Junbiao frowned and retorted.
"Doesn't it make a hundred when multiplied by ten? Do you think I am illiterate?"
While Guan Junbiao was arguing hard, the face of the boss in the capital had become ugly, and he took out his mobile phone to contact Chen Yang said angrily.
"Damn it, why don't you get over here! You've been arrested for half a month without any trace, and now he's lying in District 8! My face is really shameful."< br>
(End of this chapter)