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Wang Xiaoyu suddenly stood up, and his eyes opened.

"F * ck, what are you doing!"

The taxi driver stepped on the brake hard and pulled the brake skillfully. While cursing, he opened the window and stuck his head out. There was a black Toyota SVU parked about 5 meters in front of him.

The SUV was parked in a very tricky position, completely blocking off the intersection in front of them!

The driver frantically pressed one hand on the horn on the steering wheel and made a series of ear-piercing sounds. The other hand reached out of the window and continuously gestured to give way to the driver. He even shouted, "Give way, give way!"

It was a voice, but it sounded urgent and impatient.

"F * ck, wait a moment. I'll go down to take a look. These bastards, what kind of special qualities do they have?"

The driver did not get any response from the notification, he turned his head to smile at Wang Xiaoyu, and then "peng".

He opened the car door angrily and walked toward the car, cursing.

Wang Xiaoyu watched as the driver's back walked towards the car step by step. Suddenly, just as the driver was about to arrive, the SUV's rear door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in a suit and leather shoes came out.

After getting off the car, he tidied up his hair and clothes in front of the window. When he thought that there were no problems, he took out a pair of sunglasses and walked towards the driver with a smile.

The driver obviously didn't expect a person to appear inside the car. Furthermore, judging by his clothes and extraordinary temperament, due to his professional habits, the anger on the driver's face immediately disappeared as he said with a smile, "I say, boss, your car is in the way. Can you move a bit?"

The man smiled at the driver without saying anything, then walked straight towards Wang Xiaoyu. When he passed by the driver, he patted his shoulder and said softly: "I'll give you three seconds, scram!"

"I didn't expect him to be so poor in his bright clothes and driving a nice car!"

The driver had given him such an evaluation in his heart!

"Hey, why are you so lacking in manners? It's clearly you blocking the road, and you …"

Before the driver could finish his sentence, he noticed that the man had stopped. A black gun pointed at his forehead, and a cold chill like that of the gun instantly engulfed the man's entire body. He opened his mouth, and unconsciously raised his hands, saying with a trembling voice, "Big, big brother … tribulation …" To rob money, to rob sex with... Anything is fine, I beg for your life! "

At the end of his words, the driver actually ignored his forty to fifty year old image and grabbed the man's hand as he cried with snot and tears streaming down his face, "Boss, boss, I'm old and small, and there's even a wife in the middle. Please, please don't shoot!

"Three seconds!" "Scram!"

The man smiled and spat out these three words, then kept his spear. He did not care about the driver that was running behind him, and walked towards Wang Xiaoyu step by step.

Wang Xiaoyu stared intently at the man, it was obvious that the man did not exist in his memory, which meant that he did not know the man, or could it be?

Was it for that thing again?

The man walked to the front of the taxi, opened the door with a smile, and sat in the driver's seat. He took out his gun and casually threw it on the counter, then said without turning his head, "Mr. Wang, please come with me!"

Wang Xiaoyu looked at his back in confusion, thinking: What the hell, who the hell are you, you want me to follow you just because you say you want me to?

As if he had seen through Wang Xiaoyu's thoughts, he finally turned and laughed: "Mr. Wang, my master wishes to discuss business with you, I guarantee that you will be interested!"

"Business?"

Wang Xiaoyu became more and more doubtful. He was just a diaosi, what kind of business could he possibly have?

Unless?

When he thought about it, Wang Xiaoyu did not give the other party the chance to continue fighting with him. He immediately pointed out, "You must be here for that thing!"

He carefully rubbed it while he spoke, "I know that Mr. Wang is a smart man, and my family head does not wish for us to become as unhappy as the Black Fist Asura."

"What do you think?"

The man turned his head again, holding onto the black spear in his hand, he stared at Wang Xiaoyu with a smile that was not a smile, as though he was saying something that Wang Xiaoyu did not understand.

Wang Xiaoyu placed both of his hands behind his head, his body leaning slightly backwards, adjusting his body to a comfortable position.

"It looks like it was discovered that he destroyed the Black Fist Asura so quickly. Although I don't know what power the other party is from, those who know that he destroyed the Black Fist Asura and still dared to come find him are not simple!"

As he was thinking about this, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the black spear. After pondering for a moment, he opened his mouth and said, "What price does your Patriarch offer?"

As if he sensed Wang Xiaoyu's interest from these words, the person stopped playing around with him and smiled through the rearview mirror: "As long as Mr Wang is interested in cooperating, the price will be fine!"

"Oh? "Is that so?"

Wang Xiaoyu asked indifferently, he was a little interested in the so-called Patriarch.

"Then let's go!"

The man seemed to be satisfied as he smiled. Then, he waved towards the Toyota SUV, and the latter started the car, making way for him.

"Go?" Did I promise you to leave? "

Wang Xiaoyu suddenly said coldly as the person in the taxi started to move out of the way. He maintained his comfortable sitting posture and indifferently looked at the man's back, and sneered in his heart: I, your father, have already swallowed the Thousand Year Fish liver oil, and am still talking business with you!

"Hmm?"

The man was startled, he stepped on the brake and grabbed the black spear, then turned and pointed it at Wang Xiaoyu's forehead, his mouth exposing a playful smile: "Wang Xiaoyu, I advise you to be more tactful, to not give you face, you are shameless!"

After the man said that, he pulled the trigger of the black spear tightly with his index finger, as if Wang Xiaoyu was disobedient and could pull the trigger anytime.

Wang Xiaoyu still maintained his posture, without fear while facing the black barrel of the gun that was pointed at his forehead, only listening to his cold gaze: "If I were you, I would cleverly move the gun away! "Otherwise..."

Suddenly, the smile on the man's face disappeared as he threw his head back and laughed out loud. As if he was looking at a fool, he hooted, "Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, kill me? Hm? Do you think getting rid of the three Black Fist Asura spicy chickens is so awesome? "

His muzzle followed the clamor as it pressed against Wang Xiaoyu's forehead, tighter and tighter, and his hair that had been tidied up before he got off the car also started to vibrate under the clamor.