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Chapter 111

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    "The 20% of the shares in your hand will also be transferred to the name of Wanjin Group, which will be managed by the group. At the end of the year, I will personally discuss the merits and share the money!" Wang Biao waved his hand and made a direct decision.  Decide.

    "Master Biao,"

    Lu Jian's face suddenly became ugly.

    The 20% of the shares were given to him by Li Shifeng back then, and they can be distributed at least three million yuan in dividends every year.

    If he handed it over, he would be a pauper.

    "What? You don't agree? If Master Biao hadn't acted before, you would have been in prison long ago! Buy your freedom with 20% of the shares, what else do you want?" Erbald said with a dark face.

    Lu Jian had a bitter expression on his face.

    "Okay! This matter is settled. As long as you work hard, I will not treat you badly!" Wang Biao made a final decision.

    Lu Jian endured the pain in his heart, and nodded helplessly.

    He suddenly had a feeling of falling into a wolf's den.

    "Master Biao, why has the Taoist been gone for so long?" Er Bald asked.

    "Don't worry! Although this person is a bit arrogant, he still has some skills. I guess, at this moment, he should be removing the limbs of the little peasant!" Wang Biao.

    Every time Shen Laodao killed a person, he would cut off the other person's limbs, put them in a box, and then give them to the other person's family.

    In his words, the purpose of doing this is not only to kill the enemy's body, but also to deter the enemy's relatives, so that they will never have the thought of revenge in their hearts.

    "That guy is really perverted!" Erbald muttered.

    "This has nothing to do with us! You just need to remember one thing. These quacks eat our food, drink our food, and play with the babes we provide, so when necessary, they have to work for us. Our brothers  Just be responsible for making money and spending money!"

    A cold light flickered in Wang Biao's eyes, and the rotten flesh on the back of his head trembled.

    "High! Master Biao's move is really good! Brothers can follow you, it is really a blessing from previous lives!" All the subordinates flattered and flattered.

    at this time.

    In mid-air, there was a sudden "whoosh"!

    A gray shadow flew from nowhere.

    The target of this shadow is Wang Biao.

    He was startled immediately, and hurriedly got up to avoid it, but it was still a step too late.

    "Snapped!"

    The gray shadow hit the back of his head.

    "oops!"

    He was knocked directly to the ground by the shadow, and cried out aloud.

    The bad head on the back of the head suddenly swelled up, like a big sarcoma.

    "Nimala Gobi! Who would dare to"

    Wang Biao got up and was about to swear, when suddenly he found a gray cloth bag under his feet, and he stopped abruptly in the middle of swearing.

    Isn't this cloth bag belonged to Shen Laodao?  Why was it thrown over as a hidden weapon?

    All of them knew that this dirty cloth bag was Shen Laodao's treasure, and the other party always carried it with him.

    Previously, there was a foreign girl who was very curious, she just touched her, and she was beheaded by Shen Laodao.

    At this moment, how could Budai appear here alone?

    Wang Biao immediately had a bad premonition in his heart.

    He hurriedly looked around, but found nothing suspicious.

    Sudden!

    An indifferent voice came from behind him.

    "Are you looking for me?"

    Everyone in the room was so frightened by the voice that they almost jumped up.

    Wang Biao and others looked around in a hurry.

    I saw, behind his executive desk, there was a boy sitting at some point.

    The young man has delicate features and is wearing dirty clothes.

    "When did you come in?" Wang Biao asked tremblingly.

    "I've been here for a long time, but I didn't bother you when I saw that you were too involved in the chat." The boy said lightly.

    "For a long time?"

    Wang Biao and his subordinates showed expressions of disbelief.

    They have been sitting by the door drinking tea, and they have never seen anyone come in!

    Is this boy a ghost?

    "Who the hell are you?" Wang Biao swallowed hard.

    "Didn't you ask the old man to kill me? Why did you forget?" Lu Fan stood up, revealing his bulging trouser pocket.

      "Are you that little farmer?"

    Wang Biao's face suddenly changed.

    The little peasant didn't die!

    It seems that Shen Laodao must have been killed by the opponent, no wonder the old Daoist's bag appeared here!

    I didn't expect this little farmer to be so skilled!

    However, the dozen or so subordinates beside him were not vegetarians either.

    After confirming the other party's identity, he was no longer afraid.

    His face darkened.

    This damned little farmer, pretending to be a ghost, almost scared them to death!  This made him very upset!

    Since the other party threw himself into a trap and came to his old lair, it was just right for the brothers to kill this little farmer.

    "The little peasant is looking for death by yourself, don't blame me! Come on, brothers! Kill him for me!"

    The subordinates beside him immediately showed fierce eyes, waved their fists, and forced towards Lu Fan.

    The boy looked indifferent.

    I saw that he raised his leg and took a light step forward, and his whole body instantly turned into a series of afterimages.

    Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of "crackling", a sound like fried beans.

    In less than a second, the boy returned to the original place.

    Wang Biao only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and soon returned to normal.

    When he came back to his senses.

    Suddenly, he found that all the subordinates beside him collapsed on the ground, like a puddle of mud.

    All the joints of their bodies were removed by the teenager.

    "How can this be?"

    Wang Biao's face instantly turned pale, and he stood there in a daze, at a loss for what to do.

    "What tricks do you have, let's use them all! If not, then it's my turn to do it!" The young man's expression was flat.

    Wang Biao knew that this time they had offended someone they shouldn't have.

    He swallowed hard.

    "This time it's our fault, I hope you will let us go!"

    He relented.

    Lu Fan didn't say anything, and looked at him expressionlessly.

    Wang Biao's face was ugly, and the cold sweat dripped down his forehead continuously.

    The other party's eyes were so terrifying, it made his heart shudder.

    "I promise, I will never trouble Li Shifeng again in the future! This way the head office will be fine!"

    Lu Fan then nodded slightly, looked away, and looked at Lu Jian who shrank aside.

    at this time.

    A cold light flashed in Wang Biao's eyes.

    The right hand quickly drew out a pistol, pointed it at the boy, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

    "Boom!"

    Deafening gunshots exploded in the closed room.

    "Hahaha! Stupid little farmer, no matter how good your kung fu is, what can you do? Why don't you get shot down by me! Fighting with you Biao, are you still young?"

    Wang Biao's arrogant voice sounded.

    "Sorry! I'm going to disappoint you, I'm not dead yet!"

    A calm voice suddenly sounded.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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