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Invincible Chapter 2215

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    Geng Zhuo lowered his head and laughed, then raised his head and said, "This is a very interesting thing."

    Ye Zhen raised her beautiful eyebrows, and said with a smile: "The white bark pine was buried alive by you, is it interesting? Then tell me how interesting it is."

    Geng Zhuo shrugged indifferently, and explained the ins and outs of the matter: "Three million is not much, but if you are cheated like this, no one can swallow it, let alone"

    "Wait!" Ye Zhen waved her hand, squinted her eyes and asked, "Where is that courtyard house located?"

    Geng Zhuo said: "East City Lishi Hutong!"

    "Fuck!" Ye Zhen was very imageless, and swears very rudely, "It can't be Courtyard No. 9!"

    Geng Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "I remember Young Master Yang mentioned it, as if he was talking about Courtyard No. 9."

    "Crack!" Ye Zhen snapped her fingers and leaned back, "I understand!"

    "What do you understand?" Geng Zhuo said in confusion.

    Ye Zhen smiled: "Let's put it this way, I don't know Bai Pisong well, but he's not unfamiliar. His so-called intermediary company, after all, is wearing a legal cloak and doing some shitty things. If you say he lied to you  Thirty-five thousand, or even one hundred and eighty thousand, I don't think it's strange. But I really don't believe that he cheated people with three million.  He can't live comfortably to meet you."

    Who is Geng Zhuo? His IQ is not as abnormal as that of Dai Enen, but he is also a rare elite. Ye Zhen doesn't need to go on, he also knows that something is wrong.  In fact, if this matter develops to the present, the white-bark pine has a bad reputation, and with a little background, everyone subjectively believes that the white-bark pine often does such things, so it's the fucking white-bark pine who didn't run away.  In addition, Yang Luo knew that No. 9 Courtyard belonged to the Zhu family, but after so many years, No. 9 Courtyard was still surnamed Zhu, and no one knew whether it had been sold, so Yang Luo didn't think too much.  If he investigates a little bit, Zhu Weijun will definitely become his primary target, and even Liu Kangyong will be disgusted by it.  Of course, based on Yang Luo's pissing nature, Baipi Song's ending is doomed, it won't be much better than it is now.

    Geng Zhuo looked at Ye Zhen: "So, what else is hidden here?"

    Ye Zhen nodded and said: "The No. 9 Courtyard is called No. 9 Courtyard because a leader surnamed Zhu once lived there. At that time, he was ranked ninth in the sequence of national leaders."

    Hearing Ye Zhen's words, Geng Zhuo poked his teeth straight. He didn't expect that the No. 9 Courtyard had such a big background: "Then how could it be sold in the intermediary of the white bark pine?"

    Ye Zhen pondered for a while: "I guess, this yard is hung on the white bark pine, not for sale or lease, but for defrauding money."

    Geng Zhuo said: "You mean, the white bark pine is lightning-resistant, and there is someone behind him?"

    Ye Zhen said: "Yes, as I said just now, Bai Pisong is cautious in his work. If there is no support behind him, he will never have such a big appetite to swallow three million in one gulp."

    Geng Zhuo frowned tightly: "This matter is a bit tricky. We dug a pit and buried the white bark pine. The people behind him will definitely not let it go." He picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip, "It seems that the  Find this guy as soon as possible, otherwise it's not fun to be stared at in the dark."

    Ye Zhen said: "This matter is easy to handle. Just investigate who owns No. 9 Courtyard." After she finished speaking, her eyes flickered, as if she hadn't finished speaking, but she didn't say any more.  Because she didn't think that this matter had anything to do with that person. Although that guy was not a good guy, he cherished his feathers very much and would never do such a dirty thing for the sake of millions.

    Geng Zhuo nodded: "I think so too!" As he spoke, he remembered the invitation, and suddenly had a feeling that maybe this invitation could help him solve the mystery.

    In Dongguan, the sky is still gloomy, and the rain is still falling.  Outside a newsstand at the intersection of Hongfu Road and Shizhu Road, a man in a raincoat was opening the cigarettes he had just bought with his head down.  sent a text message.  After about five or six minutes, he didn't receive a reply from the other party, which made the man a little anxious.  And at this time, he also slightly raised his head that had been lowered all the time, only then did he see clearly that he was only in his twenties, or less than twenty years old.

    Suddenly, a red golf gti stopped in front of the newsstand.  The man, or the boy's body suddenly tensed up, his expression changed from anxious to nervous, his eyes flickered but showed a strong hostility.  When he saw a beautiful girl in fashionable clothes getting out of the car, he let out a long breath.

    "Boss!" The girl ran to the newsstand in two steps, stood beside the boy, watchingLooking at the neatly-issued newspapers and magazines in front of the stall, and then looking at the various beverages, mineral water, cigarettes, snacks, etc., he smiled sweetly, "Give me a bottle of Coke  !"

    "Okay!" The boss could be in his forties, and when he saw a beautiful girl coming to buy a drink, his voice was much louder than usual.

    "Thank you!" The girl paid, unscrewed the cap of the bottle, gurgled with her head up, and drank half of the bottle in one go, looking really thirsty.

    And when the boy saw the girl like this, his nervous expression finally relaxed.  But the girl showed a sweet smile, and saw her screw the bottle cap on, and the moment she turned around, that thin, powerless arm suddenly wrapped around the boy's neck.  Before the boy could react, the girl turned around and stepped forward, with a light shake of her shoulders, the boy's 123-jin body was thrown out by the girl like a broken sack filled with cotton wool.  With a bang, it fell heavily three or four meters away.

    The boy felt that the bones of his body were fucking falling apart, he endured the pain and quickly got up on the ground, the instinct to face danger made him reach out without hesitation and take out a homemade May 4th pistol from his lower back  , and then point to the girl who is already in front of you.  The moment he pulled the trigger, the girl's finger tapped on the crook of his arm at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye.

    The boy raised his arm uncontrollably, and there was a dull gunshot.  Immediately afterwards, the girl took half a step forward, leaning her shoulders against the boy's chest.  Without any warning, the boy's body flew up again, slammed into the lamppost by the side of the road, then bounced up, and hit the ground heavily with a bang.

    This time, the kid couldn't get up at all. He opened his mouth to vomit blood, then rolled his eyes and passed out.  And the newsstand owner opened his mouth wide and stared at everything in front of him with incredible eyes.  The girl's height is not short, but she is thin, giving people a feeling of frailty.  But who would have thought that with such great strength, he could throw a big man weighing more than 100 catties out twice.  What's even more incredible is that they didn't see clearly how that kid was thrown out at all.

    At this time, more than 20 criminal policemen ran over at the intersection, quickly put handcuffs on the boy, set him up and dragged him into a police car, while other criminal policemen gave the girl a thumbs up.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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