Chapter 64

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As soon as Qin Yunfei stepped out of the door, Chen Jianan slammed the door shut.

Well, it’s not very hurtful and very insulting.

He nervously grabbed Qiao Wen’s arm and looked him up and down: “Are you really okay?”

“fine.”

“He really didn’t bully you?”

Qiao Wen chuckles: “Really no, but some people really want to bully me, but Fei Ge saved me in time.”

When Chen Jianan heard this, he was immediately furious: “Fucking you here and locked up here, there are people who want to bully you, who is it? I’ll go find him.”

Qiao Wen shook his head: “Just the man whose surname is Tang, forget it, it’s okay anyway, let’s talk about business first, what’s your situation tonight?”

Chen Jianan was about to speak, Qiao Wen put his index finger on his lips, made a silent gesture, pointed to the door, and whispered: “Be careful that the wall has ears, let’s go to bed and say.”

Chen Canan nodded.

The Lido is a man’s gold cave. The room is naturally designed for drunkenness and dreams. The flowery bed is spacious and soft, and there is a kind of charming and fragrant that can’t be said.

Last time Chen Canan was drunk and shared with Garbo in the same room. He slept in such a bed, but he was completely free of distractions. At this moment, Qiao Wen was dragged onto the bed, but his mind suddenly began to think uncontrollably.

Fortunately, he was reasonably sensible. Now that the crisis is now, thinking that he still has the mind to come up with these nasty thoughts, it is simply not as good as a beast, so he hurriedly drove the untimely thoughts out of the sky.

“What’s the matter?” Qiao Wen frowned and asked with a serious expression.

Chen Canan said: “They have two tons of goods to enter the port city, and they are going to put them in the walled city for distribution. The original plan was to divide them into three batches and ship them in three nights.”

This was almost the same as Qiao Wen expected. He thought about it, and then asked: “I have told Master Zhou before, don’t the police control it?”

Chen Jianan held his mouth in his mouth and whispered: “The problem lies here. There are many policemen near the walled city. It should have been arranged by the police after Zhou Renjun received the news. When we came back, the police stopped the car but it didn’t stop. Then he started fighting. The Poison King’s men shot and killed the two policemen who were catching up.” At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life, “This group is really too arrogant. The police, whoever is unlucky, Leopard is still expecting to make a lot of money by holding this big tree! I am afraid that if you make a profit, you will die.”

Qiao Wen asked: “You didn’t do it, right?”

Chen Canan: “Of course not, pretending to be scared to death.”

Qiao Wen sighed dumbly, and understood the situation seven to eight minutes. There was still some coolness in the weather in the first month, and he pushed him: “You go and wash, we will get into the bed and talk carefully.”

Chen Jianan followed his kindness, ran into the bathroom and took a battle bath, shirtless, and got into the quilt with a little water vapor. Seeing Qiao Wen staring at the ceiling, thinking hard, he asked curiously: “Xiao Qiao, what do you think?”

Qiao Wen said: “Since they killed the police, and these police are certainly not ordinary patrols, this time the anti-gang and anti-drug groups may not give up.”

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