At noon the next day, the sun was blazing brightly, baking the city's asphalt roads. The air was steaming due to the high temperature, and the entire street exuded an inexplicable dryness.
At the door of the police station, Boha in the black car had looked inside countless times, even attracting the attention of the police inside, who came over to question him twice.
Finally, before he fainted from the heat, a man in black clothes and black pants walked out.
"Commander Baru, I hope you will seriously consider my suggestion. If this matter succeeds, the benefits you can get will be much greater than today." William smiled and tried to persuade the man in front of him who had betrayed the country's beliefs to join him.
"No problem. As I said before, everyone has their own price. If you want me to work, you have to pay me first and put it in my pocket." Baru raised his eyebrows and spoke in the same casual tone that hadn't changed for thousands of years.
"Okay, I'll contact you then." William nodded and looked at his arrogant back, his blue eyes dark and unclear.
"Brother, what's going on? We put you in with such a big fuss, and then we let you go just like that?" Boha turned around and looked at the man who opened the car door, got in, and sat in the passenger seat, and asked anxiously.
Baru picked up the cigarette in the car, put it in his mouth, and lit it. "What? I can still practice Taoism in here?"
"No, brother, I mean we can't suffer this loss in vain." Boha wiped his face, not understanding why the old man who never suffered any loss would swallow this anger.
"It's not a waste, I made 1 billion." Baru put down the cigarette butt, pursed his lips with a smile,
"Let's go back, I'll wash up and take you out for a good meal."
Two hours later, two men with casual attire and evil temperament walked into the top restaurant of Liberty Building and sat casually at a window seat in the lobby.
"Boha, order whatever you want. Eat as much as you want today." Baru raised his chin, signaling the men opposite to him to order freely.
Boha looked at the menu, which was full of pictures of food he had never eaten or even seen before. His Adam's apple moved and he specifically picked the expensive ones. He was really not polite at all.
Ba Lu looked at his dog-like appearance, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched. "You're almost the same, you're so rude when I ask you to order? Can you finish all the food you ordered?"
"Didn't you ask me to order?" Boha looked up and complained in disgust, "I knew you were just bragging. Everyone knows your wife manages your finances, so where would you get so much money to treat me to a meal?"
"You're still gasping for breath?" Baru stretched out his arm and threw the fork in his hand over.
Boha caught it with his bare hands and looked at the waiter, "That's all for now."
The waiter had never seen such a rude customer, but he didn't dare to offend him. He picked up the menu, nodded, and left as if escaping.
"Look, your rough look scared everyone away." Balu didn't think that he was too fierce when he beat people, but instead felt that Boha looked too fierce.
"Brother, you are really good." Boha was not good at talking and could only be humiliated in front of him.
The dishes were served quickly and the two of them wolfed down the food. As they ate, they complained that Western food was not as delicious as Southeast Asian food.
Suddenly, the man who was chewing the steak froze and spat out the meat in his mouth. His black eyes trembled, and a fierce and murderous look spread across his handsome face.
"What's wrong, brother?" Boha, who was gnawing on the ribs opposite him, felt the oppressive pressure emanating from him. He asked curiously, his greasy lips moving.
"Boha, turn around and look at the nine o'clock direction. Help me see if that person is my wife? Am I hallucinating because I'm thinking about my wife?"
Boha swallowed the meat in his mouth with difficulty and turned back.
The beautiful and elegant long-haired woman calmly ate a light vegetable salad. She was wearing a purple cheongsam with hand-embroidered snail flowers with oriental charm, which made her look gentle and elegant. Who else could she be but his boss's beloved wife?
But why was Sister Xi here? And who was that dark-skinned, tattooed man sitting across from her? Judging by his features, he seemed Southeast Asian.
Boha turned around to look at the boss's face, and sure enough, he looked like he wanted to kill someone.
"Brother, that man isn't as good-looking as you. Sister Xi shouldn't be cheating on you, right?"
"Am I fucking blind? You want me to tell you that?" Baru glared at his ignorant subordinates.
"My wife must have missed me, so she came here. That man might have wanted to harass her." Baru said while wiping his hands.
After saying that, he threw the towel on the table and stood up. "Eat by yourself."
"Brother, do you want me to beat that guy up?" Boha asked.
"I'll beat you up when we get outside. My wife is here, and I can't embarrass her."
The man said, and walked over.
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"So, there should be no problem with that Jessica?"
After listening to Pan Pu's report, Nanxi asked lightly.
"No problem. I followed her for several days and didn't see her contacting anyone suspicious."
"Okay, I see. Then you can come back today. You don't have to follow me anymore. I'm going to see a lawyer later. You can come with me."
Before Pamp could say anything, he suddenly felt a powerful aura enveloping him from behind, wrapping him up completely, making it airtight.
"Where are you going? Take me with you?"
The man with a half-smile walked straight over, pulled out a chair and sat next to Nanxi. He reached out to hug her waist, but the man opposite hit him with a fist with all his strength.
Baru did not dodge or evade. His arms with blue veins burst out with brute force. He raised his hand and punched to block the punch. He raised his foot and kicked the opponent in the heart. Pamp was kicked down on the chair and flew out with the chair.
Everything happened so fast. The masters fought each other, and the outcome was decided in a flash. The people sitting next to them only saw the afterimages of the man's fists and feet, and the duel was over.
Nanxi didn't react until Panpu fell to the ground, clutching his chest and trying to get up, and was attacked by Baru who was about to kick him twice.
"Stop, what are you doing?"
Baru's raised foot was paused by his wife's voice, and stopped in mid-air. Then he pressed his tongue against his cheek, retracted his foot, and turned to look at Nanxi.
"What are you doing here? And having dinner with him?"
Nanxi looked at his arrogant appearance and suddenly felt uncomfortable.
I was vomiting so much that I was dizzy and even had to go to the hospital to stop vomiting. I was also worried all day about how to bring him back safely.
But this bastard was actually eating here peacefully, and he was so arrogant and domineering that he started beating people without asking any questions.
The grievances in my heart surged like a tide. I pouted my lips, said nothing, and tears welled up in my red eyes. I felt so aggrieved that I couldn't help myself.
"Wife...baby...I, I was wrong...I was wrong...Don't cry, don't cry..."
Baru didn't expect her to do this suddenly. He was completely stunned and at a loss. His heart was about to break. He went over to wipe her tears with his rough hands.
"I was wrong, honey, I was really wrong. Don't cry anymore, your eyes are hurt..."
This grown man is good at beating people, but he is still hopelessly stupid after coaxing his wife for many years. Apart from admitting his mistakes, he can't even think of a nice word.
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