It is impossible to work in this life

Chapter 267 Centipede Cave

"Mr. Gu is in trouble? Where are your people?"

Master Biao was taken aback, and immediately asked the bodyguard to take the dancer out, leaving only Brother Bao and the motorcyclist.

"My people are still waiting there, it's a bit difficult this time!"

The biker frowned.

"Quickly tell your mother, don't whine like a woman!"

In a fit of anger, Lord Biao smashed the cigar on the motorcycle rider's helmet, and it bounced off, causing fireworks to scatter.

"Yes! We followed Mr. Gu to mailbox 832 early in the morning. We met a man driving a luxury car and almost hit Mr. Gu's mother-in-law. Mr. Gu started fighting with him! Who knew that man belonged to Duan Canghai, the flying centipede? My dear brother, Mr. Gu took him to Centipede Cave!"

"Go alone? Why don't you keep up!"

"Mr. Gu didn't seem to want us to show up. When we hit the man's car, he smiled and said he didn't know us."

Master Biao took a deep breath: "That's right, Mr. Gu doesn't bother to talk to us at all! But he went to the Centipede Cave alone, it's not a trivial matter!"

"Brother, since Mr. Gu is so powerful, he doesn't need our help, does he?"

Brother Leopard was still a little puzzled.

"You know what a fart! Whether to go or not is not a matter of help, but a matter of attitude and position! Do you know that Mr. Gu is not just a fairy, the literary and art world is just the tip of the iceberg to him!"

Master Biao's eyes were full of fear: "In politics, I saw with my own eyes that Wu Qiming and Li Junsheng from the Jiangnan Military Region went to the Western District Prison to pick him up. In the business world, Li Yinhai from the Yinhai Group and the Rong family from Jiangzhou next door were all obedient to him. Yes, what is this concept?"

"Really, really?"

Brother Leopard was dumbfounded.

"If we know that Mr. Gu and Duan Canghai have formed a relationship, and we don't care about it, wouldn't that mean we are against him? At least we are not on his side. Think about it, what will be the consequences?"

Master Biao said with a sullen face: "Mr. Gu will definitely not care about small characters like us, but what about the people who follow him? It is inevitable that they will doubt our loyalty, and we will be finished if we just move our fingers at that time!"

"It makes sense, it makes sense, you really deserve to be Lord Biao, you have a much longer-term vision than us, so what are we waiting for, let's go!"

Brother Leopard said while picking up the phone to notify his subordinates.

"The Flying Centipede is eccentric and tricky, and he is also a villain who has an eye for money. Neither the Bald Eagle nor I want to make friends with him, so as long as he doesn't provoke us, we don't bother, who knows he would be so..."

Master Biao took a deep breath.

"I came from the Centipede Cave. The level of danger there is very high. Boxers have to sign life and death certificates when they fight. They are not responsible for death or injury. Duan Canghai is very ruthless and cold. He regards our lives as more important than paper. Thin!"

Brother Bao shuddered: "Mr. Gu injured his own younger brother. Duan Canghai is a person who doesn't respect the world's morals, so maybe he will join forces to attack him!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

Master Biao strode out of the private room.

The entire Emperor's Club has entered a state of first-level assembly. The group of sturdy men under Mr. Biao are all dressed in refined attire, and a light yellow cloud on their shoulders is the family crest, representing the east and west gates of Hangzhou.

At the same time, the same goes for the bald eagles in the north-south direction. Their men are fully armed and equipped with sophisticated equipment, and they head towards mailbox 832 in the urban-rural junction.

The bald eagle's hair turned gray again, with glistening beads of sweat, furrowed eyebrows, and fierce eyes, making people shudder.

"Mr. Gu went to the Centipede Cave. Mandrill, you have to be smart this time. Aren't you familiar with that place? You must protect Mr. Gu!"

"yes, Sir!"

How dare the mandrill be negligent, he drove the car of the bald eagle himself, and drove towards the seemingly dilapidated place at high speed.

This is actually equivalent to the fact that the four directions of Hangzhou are all moving towards the same goal. The sun is coming out, and those black suvs are like crucian carp crossing the river, attracting the attention of passers-by.

"Who is it, such a big battle?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of any heavyweights coming to our Hangzhou city, not to mention the 832 mailbox that has been closed down for a long time!"

"Strange, will something big happen again?"

How could people have imagined that in that unremarkable old factory, an earth-shattering event was brewing and fermenting.

The factory building next to the boiler room looks mottled on the outside, the paint is falling off, and the slogan of the last century is still faintly visible.

"Focus on production and quality, both hands must be tough!"

“Safety is the top priority!”

Quiet and quiet, the dawn sun shines on the red bricks, it seems that the years are quiet, those old trees and old houses give people a sense of history that has been settled for a long time.

But these are all appearances!

If you pass through those two heavy iron doors, you can hear the sound of shouting, accompanied by the dull blowing wind, and the feeling of howling.

The factory building is huge, with a high ring in the middle, surrounded by trapezoidal viewing chairs. In the early morning, the scene here will be completely different from the daytime.

However, because the sound insulation equipment is perfect, people living in the factory area will not hear the painful wailing of those broken bones and see the picture of blood flying everywhere.

Of course they are not completely ignorant, but to get in, one must have money, and the other must have a pass, both of which are indispensable.

Whether it's gambling or picking people, you have to go through certain channels, which are mysterious and frightening, and ordinary people can't get involved at all.

At this moment, it was supposed to be the time for the boxers to rest, but there were actually two boxers, one red and one black, fighting on the ring.

There were no referees, and no spectators. There were just boxers lined up to fight, and a tall, thin man in a special stand on the east side.

Although he is only about forty years old, his eyebrows are very distinctive. They are as long as the birthday eyebrows of a centenarian. He even has delicate braids that are pressed above the yellow eyeballs. It really looks like a centipede's eyebrows. Mustache!

His face was skinny, with sunken eye sockets and a high nose. It looked weird and had a bit of a gloomy air.

Standing beside him, you can't feel the warmth, that is the chilling sense of alienation that a cold-blooded animal will have.

Duan Canghai, the flying centipede, held a slender cigarette between his slender fingers. In the thin blue smoke, he looked even more terrifying.

Above the boxing ring, there was a wooden box with some small holes, probably for ventilation. At this time, a woman's angry voice came from inside.

"Let me out, you are committing a crime, illegal detention!"

That was Lin Ruyan.

"Humph!"

The flying centipede sneered, put out the cigarette butt, and slowly stood up.

(End of this chapter)