Chapter 34 How to get rid of flies

Li Xiaoming walked out of the company about half an hour early.

Anyone who is from H City or has been to H City has been to that "degenerate street."

Although the name is Degenerate Street, that place has nothing to do with the actual depravity of people. To be more precise, it is the depravity of people's wallets.

This is the largest business district in H City. It sells clothes, shoes, bags, leather products, and various luxury goods such as jade. Almost all of them are at the forefront of the industry. It can be said that as long as there is something for sale in the Fallen Street , then you can pat your chest and guarantee that this is the best one in the entire H city.

Li Xiaoming's destination this time was Sinking Street. He was going to corrupt the card that Zhang Man gave him first. After all, the money he spent was not his own, so he didn't feel any distress at all.

"Brother Long, it seems to be him!"

Brother Long was holding a cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes and saying, "I'm not blind, so I still need you to remind me?"

This was not the first time he had done this kind of thing. He was very skilled. He ordered his two younger brothers to take out a huge snakeskin bag. When the time came, he would just approach Li Xiaoming from behind and put the sack on his head. The stick greets you and that's it.

"Brother, please be smart, or don't blame me for not taking the money when the time comes." Brother Long said a little bit strangely, "I also use money to do things. If you mess up, you won't get a penny."

Li Sheng's deposit of 10,000 yuan has been transferred to Brother Long, but Brother Long naturally wants to get the remaining 40,000 yuan.

"superior!"

Seeing Li Xiaoming stopped at the intersection waiting for the red light, Brother Long waved his hand and the van started immediately.

"Are people driving so unreasonably these days?" Li Xiaoming looked at the van that was heading straight towards him, thinking that this was a section of road with electronic eyes. He was driving the wrong way so arrogantly, I'm afraid the driver's driver's license was missing. Can't keep it.

Out of curiosity, Li Xiaoming opened his clairvoyance eyes and immediately discovered that something was wrong with the van. It was full of people, and they were holding sticks and sacks in their hands, which were used only for thieves.

"Their target won't be him, right?" Li Xiaoming suddenly had such an idea.

squeak!

With a sudden brake, the van suddenly stopped in front of Li Xiaoming, hitting him just one meter away.

Several strong men quickly jumped out of the car with a clear purpose and rushed towards Li Xiaoming.

"Who are you?" After Li Xiaoming's initial doubts, he did not show a panicked expression as Brother Long thought. Instead, he looked at him calmly. Brother Long had a strange feeling of being seen through.

"Go! Beat him!"

Talking was useless, Brother Long took the lead, took three steps and two steps in a row and raised the stick high above his head, clenching his teeth like Li Xiaoming.

"You can't tell who will beat whom." Li Xiaoming listened to the loud noise and without dodge, stretched out his right hand to catch the stick firmly.

"What?" Brother Long's eyes almost popped out of his head. What's the fuss about? People who didn't know thought he had released the water and handed the stick to Li Xiaoming lightly.

But only he knew that he had no spare power with this stick. His original intention was to take the lead and knock Li Xiaoming unconscious with one stick, and then ask his younger brother to put a sack on him and then kick him randomly. , although Li Sheng told him that Li Xiaoming was good at martial arts, but these days I believe that for a real martial arts master, beating the master to death with a stick is the right answer.

"Wearing a hood? Do you think you are a terrorist?" Li Xiaoming exerted a little force on his right hand and took the wooden stick back lightly. He rushed forward at lightning speed and pulled off the black hood on Brother Long's head.

"I definitely don't know you." Li Xiaoming threw away his hood, patted the baseball bat he had snatched from the man in front of him, and looked at him carefully.

"Are you still eating shit?" Brother Long yelled angrily.

The others woke up from a dream, waved the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Li Xiaoming. Unfortunately, after Li Xiaoming took the sword with his bare hands, they felt unsure and the strength in their hands was also weakened by three points.

"Looking for death!" Li Xiaoming's eyes turned cold. It didn't matter that he was bullied by those killers. Why did these idle people in society always get into his head? Although it didn't cause much trouble to him, it also caused him a lot of trouble. Too much trouble.

"No matter who sent you, I have to beat you to death today." Li Xiaoming didn't believe that these people were targeting him temporarily. Someone had obviously bribed them, but they didn't have knives in their hands, they were just sticks, indicating that that person He didn't have the guts to make things big, it was more like venting his anger.

Li Xiaoming held a baseball bat in his hand and rushed into the crowd, like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. The hard bat hit the ball accurately like a golf ball, and he never missed, but these golf balls were all human heads. It made a ping-ping-pong-pong sound.

"Brother Tiger! I can't beat him!"

"Nonsense! I can see it." Brother Hu looked at Li Xiaoming who was killing everyone in the crowd. He had long lost the majestic momentum he had at the beginning. He wanted to run away for a long time, but he was just afraid that if he ran away, he might " The name "Brother Long" was gone and became "Soft-footed Dragon".

"Today we admit defeat, brother, please show your respect and let us go." Brother Long made a fist-holding gesture that often appears in martial arts movies, but his dignity made his gesture look very funny.

"Brother?" Li Xiaoming sneered. The baseball bat in his hand had been cracked by him. There was still a lot of blood on it, which looked shocking. "Come here."

Brother Long was shocked and pointed at himself, "Me?"

"Yes, Brother Long, right?" Li Xiaoming was stepping on someone. He deliberately crushed him with force and made an expression of enjoyment, making other people's hair stand on end.

"Isn't this a psychopath?" Brother Long moved towards Li Xiaoming like a snail with a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Li Sheng sent you here?"

Brother Long's heartbeat slowed down for half a beat. After seeing this reaction, Li Xiaoming already had the answer in his heart.

"I...I don't know Li Sheng." Brother Long said harshly.

when!

"Ouch!"

The hard club came into close contact with Brother Long's head. Li Xiaoming teased, "It seems your mouth is harder than your head."

"You think you bastards, are you blind? Ah? Isn't it easy for me to attract you to come and cause trouble for me? Ah? It's you even when I'm having a meal! I'm also meeting you when I'm buying clothes! Are you sincere and won't give in? Am I feeling better? Huh?!" Li Xiaoming said "Ah" several times in a row, without saying a word, he hit Brother Long on the head with a stick.

Those who had been beaten to the ground a long time ago were filled with joy, and lamented that it was hard to be the boss. Didn't you see that Brother Long had been beaten so hard that his head was full of bruises and there were stars in his eyes?

"Tell me!" Li Xiaoming pretended to be cannibalistic. Compared to the frightened Brother Long, he looked more like a gangster leader at the moment. "How can I get rid of you annoying flies?"

Brother Long was in trouble and couldn't tell. As the saying goes, those who are cruel are afraid of being tough. Brother Long thought he was a cruel person, but he met Li Xiaoming, who was even more cruel and hard than him. He was as hard as a piece of iron. He yelled at him several times. After the sentence, I... peed.

"I'm your uncle." Li Xiaoming quickly let go of Brother Long, "Why the hell are you still calling me Brother Long? I think it's better to call me Brother Chong."

The others were already so amused and scared that they simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

As a result, a very funny scene appeared at the traffic light outside Jinxiu Group - about a dozen strong men were lying on the ground, and a man with a bat was jumping up and down.

"Brother! Stop fighting!" Brother Long was afraid of being beaten, "I have a way."

"What can I do? Tell me?" Li Xiaoming stared threateningly. This experience of being suddenly found in trouble while walking on the road was really terrible.

"If you become familiar with Mr. Lan in the world of heaven and earth, no blind Shabi will dare to show up in front of your eyes."

Heaven and earth? Isn't that the largest nightclub in H City?

"How to say?"

Seeing that there was something going on, Brother Long quickly said, "Heaven and Earth is the largest nightclub in H City. There are everyone in it, and the most respectable one is Mr. Lan. If he says a word, I guarantee that no one in H City will dare to treat you secretly. Take action."

Li Xiaoming thought that Mr. Lan might not be a good person. He had nothing to do now. If he went to look for him now, he might not even look at him.

"Go away, don't let me see you in the future. Otherwise, I'll beat you to death." Li Xiaoming swung the bat loudly, which frightened Brother Long and nodded repeatedly.

...

This move wasted nearly half an hour on Li Xiaoming. Originally, he still had time to choose in Fallen Street, but now, Li Xiaoming could only walk into a men's clothing store that looked high-end and made a quick decision.

"Hello, sir, welcome." The sweet saleswoman showed a high degree of professionalism. The clothes Li Xiaoming is wearing are not bad, and she looks good. Naturally, she deserves her best attitude to serve.

"How much does this suit cost?" Li Xiaoming pointed to a black double-breasted suit.

"This one is new. Number six thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight. Do you want to try it?" the salesperson beamed.

"what about this?"

"Four thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight."

Li Xiaoming smacked his mouth and asked, "Do you have clothes worth 9,888?" Of course, Li Xiaoming wanted to spend all of his 10,000 limit, since credit cards couldn't withdraw cash anyway.

The sales lady was also stunned. This was the first time she encountered a customer with such strange requirements. How could she choose clothes based on the price? However, she was just absent-minded for a second, and then said with an affirmative look, " Of course."

Twenty minutes later, Li Xiaoming looked at his light blue formal suit with satisfaction. Sure enough, you get what you pay for. The fabric of this suit is comfortable, solemn and has a finishing touch of fashion. It is very suitable for His identity as an "overseas Chinese".

He has planned a route, first going to Jinhui International, then Luye Real Estate, and finally Furong Group. Taking advantage of the company, Li Xiaoming will naturally work harder and try his best to complete the tasks assigned to him by Zhang Man.