The Mysterious Businessman of Super Seminary

Chapter 537

Hearing that she was still in the mood to make jokes, Wen Twelve shook his head and spoke weakly.

"Are you busy? If you're not busy, come to my place. Just now, two gangsters came here with knives to stab me!"

"Which bastard doesn't have eyes and dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head?"

Immediately, Zhou Wanying's voice raised several decibels.

"You wait, I'll come over right away, hey, where is my aunt's gun?"

The phone was hung up suddenly, Wen Twelve put away the phone and looked at the short young man whose body was shaking constantly.

"Young Master Liang, why did you send the two of you here?"

"Which bastard doesn't have eyes and dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head? Where's my gun?"

"Beep beep."

The phone was hung up suddenly, Wen Twelve put away the phone, looked at the trembling short young man, and asked.

"That Young Master Liang sent the two of you here?"

"Also, there is one more."

The short young man raised his head and said in a trembling tone.

one left?
Hearing this, Wen Twelve smiled, but didn't take it seriously, and looked at the hundreds of customers standing in the alley.

About 10 minutes later, with the sound of brakes, the figure of Zhou Wanying driving a police car appeared outside the street.

"Just these two?"

In police uniform.A police gun was pinned to her waist. Zhou Wanying, who was tall and beautiful with a beautiful face, raised her Liuye eyebrows, strode up to Li Hui, stared at the two bruised young men, and asked in a low voice.

"one left."

With a dignified expression, Wen Twelve used the corner of his eyes to measure the customers who hadn't left yet, and smiled.

"I heard from them that this person is already here and belongs to the aftermath action."

"Not found out?"

Zhou Wanying asked with her beautiful eyes fixed.

"Chirp."

Wen Twelve nodded.

"There are too many people, it's hard to check, the opponent is very stable. I haven't noticed the opponent's tell for 10 minutes."

"It's easy to do."

Zhou Wanying sneered.

"As long as the other party is here for your life, there must be a weapon."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and looked at the customers around her, she pursed her lips and did not speak, but strode to the entrance and exit outside the alley, standing there alone, as if she was going to be Guanwan, and she would not open. He shouted to more than a hundred customers: "Listen now, one of you is in the same group as these two young people. You are all squatting in the corner and accepting interrogation!"

"Hey, don't care about our business!"

"We're here to buy instant noodles!"

"I have to go to work later!"

After hearing this, some customers immediately responded with panicked expressions, and at this moment, those few Shihao customers spoke.

"You guys are still eating farts, didn't you see that the boss was almost killed just now?"

"That is, your time is more important, or the boss' life is more important?"

"The boss is dead, you still buy instant noodles!"

Among the more than a hundred people, there are many old customers who are still frightened by the scene where Wen Twelve was almost assassinated just now, not to mention the mysterious store. After these few days, they have also developed some feelings, and they are willing to accept the interrogation and take the lead. Squatting in the corner, motionless, but once someone takes the lead, it is like opening the flood control gate, and the floodwater rushes down. Some people who just came to join in the fun quickly followed and squatted in the corner.

After a while, the door of the mysterious store appeared. There were more than 100 people, only Wen Twelve and Zhou Wanying were standing.

"Go and search."

Zhou Wanying pouted her chin at Wen Twelve, and patted the pistol on her waist self-consciously.

"I'm watching and if there is any movement, I will shoot."

"Ah."

Wen Twelve rolled his eyes, there was really a way, then he looked serious, and put away from the innermost figure.

He patted the sides of the middle-aged man's ribs lightly, and passed his palm lightly across his waist, knowing that he was not carrying a sharp weapon, and then groped towards the next customer.

no not yet.
No, in just one second, Wen Twelve's spiritual sense searched about thirty people, and they all shook their heads. There seemed to be something pinned to his waist.

"Yes, it's my money.
The man was a middle-aged man in his thirties.With a beard around his face, he turned his head and smiled at Wen Twelve, and Shi immediately raised his palm to take out the thing.

"do not move."

Wen Twelve narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I'll take it myself."

"Okay."

The middle-aged man with a beard nodded cheerfully.

Wen Twelve stared into his eyes, put his palm on the wallet at the back of his waist, and gently pulled it out. Immediately, a black wallet appeared in his hand. When he opened it, he saw his ID card, bank card, etc. , and everything in cash.

Zhou Wanying, who had already removed the gun from her waist, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this scene. It turns out that this person is not.

At this time, Wen Twelve suddenly sneered, and in the moonlight where everyone was astonished, he clenched his fist and slammed it on his body.

boom!
The bearded middle-aged man paused, and then took a few steps back.Immediately afterwards, the back of his head was slammed against the wall.

I couldn't lift it up in one breath.The bearded middle-aged man's throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a plop on his knees.

The bearded middle-aged man was horrified, and looked at the squatting young boss in horror.Although judging from his ability to deal with those two young gangsters, he is undoubtedly a practicing family son.

But I am also a practicing practitioner!
Why is there such a big gap between me, a Lianjiazi, and the young boss, a Lianjiazi? I can't even resist a punch? 1
"You, how did you find me?"

The bearded middle-aged man wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with trembling palms, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Because of it."

Staring at the bearded face, Li Hui waved to Zhou Wanying and informed her that he had been found. He waited until Zhou Wanying came over and curious customers gathered around her.

Wen Twelve opened the black wallet that came from the waist of the middle-aged man with a beard in his hand, took out the ID card from it, and put it next to the ear of the middle-aged man with a beard for comparison. The two people were not carved out of the same mold at all.

Zhou Wanying couldn't help but raised her foot and kicked the bearded middle-aged man to the ground. She looked at him lying on the ground in a mess and twitching, and sneered.

"If you use your own wallet, it won't reveal your secrets?"

"I didn't bring my wallet."

The bearded middle-aged man had a hoarse voice.

"Otherwise you would have died long ago."

"yes?"

Wen Twelve narrowed his eyes slightly, put his palm in front of him and raised it.

"Didn't you get enough of that punch just now? Do you think that with your skill, you can succeed when I am very vigilant?"

The bearded middle-aged man pursed his lips and said nothing. In fact, he didn't know how to respond.

(End of this chapter)