In order to meet you - Sand Sea

After a while, the steward of the Xie family came out and said that the time had come, and the ceremony began. People gathered in twos and threes stood in front of the altar, and they quarreled again before they started offering incense.

They didn't believe that Xie Yuchen was really dead, but now it's not important anymore. Xie Yuchen is not here, and now Xie's family has no owner, and the people below are scattered. What they want is such an opportunity, a person who can win Baosheng Opportunity to bag.

Now only Baosheng has a big business in Jiumen, and there are many handicaps below. These families are playing with the idea of ​​carve up Baosheng.

Seeing several people quarreling, Wu Erbai turned his head and looked in the direction of the stone table: "Uncle Rishan, please say a few words."

Zhang Rishan got up, walked to the table, lit three sticks of incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner, he said casually: "Isn't that enough? I have already said that there are no treasures in Gutongjing, is anyone listening?"

Huo Youxue looked angry at his apparently perfunctory attitude, and said coldly: "Old man, why are you interrupting what we are talking about!"

Du Ruo narrowed his eyes slightly, sat still, and took out an iron bullet. With a movement of his wrist, the iron bullet left Du Ruo's fingertips, and shot towards Huo Youxue with a sharp piercing sound.

"Be careful!" It was Chen Jinshui who held Huo Youxue back. His expression was slightly gloomy as he watched the iron bullet hit the bluestone paved ground, splashing a series of sparks, and then put on a smirk: "Since the fourth grandpa passed away, , no one can use this hand anymore, my aunt is really powerful."

"There's still a difference between me and senior brother," Du Ruo said coldly, "I just let her have a memory. If my senior brother makes a move, she won't have a chance to dodge it."

She squinted at Huo Youxue with a livid face and said, "If you dare to speak rudely again, you won't be so lucky next time."

Zhang Rishan has a big heart and doesn't care about her as a junior, but Du Ruo absolutely can't stand this group of people provoking him again and again. No one can bully her people.

Huo Youxue snorted, but she didn't say anything else. I have something important to do today, so let's put this kind of idleness aside.

Zhang Rishan looked at the little girl who was in his early years and smiled, not to worry too much about it.

These families want to divide up Baosheng's business on the grounds that Baosheng has no principal, and all the business and secrets of the Xie family are stored in Xie Yuchen's personal USB flash drive. According to the fat man, this USB flash drive is now in Huo Xiuxiu's hands.

Sure enough, not long after, Huo Xiuxiu walked in, followed by a fat man and a blue-robed Tibetan.

After Huo Xiuxiu finished her incense, she was unsurprisingly made things difficult by Huo Youxue and the others. When it came to Baosheng's business, the topic naturally turned to the private flash drive hanging on her chest.

"Who said that Baosheng doesn't have someone in charge? Brother Xiaohua's private flash drive is here with me, and now I'm in charge of Xie's family."

Compared to Huo Youxue, Huo Xiuxiu is simply a very polite and good boy. Du Ruo thought of Xie Yuchen who boasted about being a good boy a while ago, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Well, they are both good boys, perfect match.

The atmosphere over there was tense, no one was paying attention at the stone table, Du Ruo and Zhang Rishan looked at each other, waved to him quietly and made a goodbye gesture, Zhang Rishan nodded with a smile and said softly: "Be careful."

Seeing the little girl go out, Zhang Rishan turned his head and frowned at the group of people who were arguing happily, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, and quietly left the scene without disturbing anyone.

Not long after, the fat man and the blue-robed Tibetan ran out of the gate of Xiejia's house with a Wang family member, and turned around the corner of the street while the crowd behind them hid their fake guns. There was a car parked here, and Du Ruo was sitting in the car. waiting for them.

The fat man was stunned for a moment when he saw Du Ruo. He originally planned to drive by himself. Time was running out, so he could only get in the car first and then asked, "Hey, Mr. Hua'er, his little senior sister, can you do it?"

"Can I do it?" Du Ruo pursed her lips, smiling brightly and flamboyantly: "When my aunt was riding the third ring, their bicycles were still equipped with training wheels."

The fat man laughed and relieved, and said cheerfully, "I just like this kind of heroic person, Fatty."

As soon as Du Ruo turned the key, she laughed when she heard the sound of the engine: "Has this car ever moved?"

"Yo, expert," the fat man said with a smile, "how is it? There are four circles chasing us."

"Look at you." Du Ruo quickly shifted gears and sped up, his eyes sparkled, and his already exquisite eyebrows became even more brilliant: "It's useless for them to do two more laps, trust me."

"Believe you, believe you, Master Hua'er's senior sister, how can she be a simple person," the fat man said while dragging a box from under the seat to open it, took out a roll of things and lit it, then threw it out of the window, saying Don't forget to ask: "Where are we going now?"

Du Ruo looked at the situation behind from the rearview mirror, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "Close the door and beat the dog."

After driving for more than half an hour, Du Ruo stopped in front of a villa, and got out of the car to greet the others: "Go in and treat the guests from afar well."

It was Du Yi who opened the door for them. The fat man looked around and asked, "Whose house does this villa belong to?"

"I don't know, who cares?" Du Ruo said as he took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and poured it on them to greet them: "Come and drink a glass to refresh yourself. It will take a while for them to catch up."

This is driving Fatty's car. If she drives her own car, the people behind will have to follow her.

"Should they be here soon?"

"Don't worry," Du Ruo took a sip of the wine, went under the sofa and dragged out a one-meter-long box: "Brother Fatty, come help me, it's too heavy."

"What?" The fat man pulled out the box and opened it, and the look in Du Ruo's eyes changed immediately: "Well, Master Hua'er and his little senior sister, what exactly does your family do?"

"My master is an opera singer, don't you know that?" Du Ruo picked up a handful of Brownings from the box and threw it to Huo Xiuxiu: "Can you use it?"

Huo Xiuxiu stared at the things in the box for a moment, but still nodded: "Yes."

"That's fine," Du Ruo raised his chin, "Don't stand still, fat brother, the guests will arrive soon."

The fat man gave a thumbs up and picked a few guns from the inside: "I still like this, domineering." He said and took a few guns from the inside as spares.

Du Ruo nodded and looked at the blue-robed Tibetan: "What about you?"

The man waved his hand: "I'm not used to using this."

"Okay," Du Ruo didn't force, closed the box and pushed it back: "Quick battle, President Zhang is waiting for me to go back to eat."

Huo Xiuxiu looked at the things in her hand with some hesitation: "Senior sister, is this really all right?"

"It won't be a problem if it doesn't last long," Du Ruo listened attentively, then smiled again, "It's their luck to get out alive, and it's mine to kill them."

At this time, Du Ruo's eyebrows were flamboyant and his tone was domineering and arrogant, which was actually very eye-catching.

The fat man gave a thumbs up: "More domineering than Master Hua'er."

Du Ruo smiled and looked at the Wang family who were tied up on the sofa, and raised her chin, "Let's treat this first."