Chapter 17 Why don’t you go up?

At one o'clock in the morning, Zhu Dajun was sleeping soundly.

He turned over and felt something furry and wet in his hand.

Zhu Dajun woke up immediately, opened his eyes instantly, and quickly reached for the gun under the pillow.

He scanned the room, making sure there was no danger, and looked around.

Two disemboweled wolfhounds lay beside him, their blood staining the bed sheets, quilt, and his pajamas red.

A chill ran from the soles of my feet to my forehead.

He slowly got out of bed and carefully walked out of the bedroom with the gun in hand.

Zhu Dajun's eyes widened in horror.

There were corpses of men in black everywhere outside the door, and blood stained the floor red, dripping down the stairs to the first floor.

He felt like he had walked into a horror movie.

Someone killed dozens of men who had seen blood, stuffed two wolfhound corpses into his bed, and yet he could still sleep like a dead pig!

You have to know that Zhu Dajun climbed up step by step from the lowest level to his current position.

After years of constant danger, he has already developed the ability to grow an eye on the back of his head.

Even if he was drunk, he would be quickly alert at the slightest sign of trouble.

But today, is it a ghost?!
There were footsteps downstairs. Zhu Dajun's muscles were tense, he held the gun, and stared at the stairs.

It’s Mad Wolf, his second in command.

Mad Wolf watched all this in horror and remained speechless for a long time facing Zhu Dajun.

Even though he had seen many bloody scenes, the scene that happened here today was something he would never forget.

Zhu Dajun walked downstairs without saying a word.

The words on the wall made his face even gloomier.

"Zhu Dajun, hand over all your property and observe ten years of mourning for my son, and I will spare your life."

The fact that the other party blatantly wrote such a line of words shows that he has absolute confidence.

What happened tonight was just a warning.

Zhu Dajun walked out the door.

Mad Wolf quickly ran out and started the car.

After Zhu Dajun got on the car, Mad Wolf asked:

"Boss, are we going to Hongluo Bay?"

Zhu Dajun said expressionlessly:

"Go to a drugstore in the North District."

Mad Wolf didn't ask why, because the boss had his own reasons for everything he said and did.

Along the way, the two men were terrified and extremely alert.

They couldn't figure out how the murderer managed to kill so many people silently.

They even doubted whether the murderer was still human.

Finally arrived at the pharmacy.

The drugstore is closed.

Mad Wolf said:
"Brother, should we find a place to live?"

Zhu Dajun tightened his coat:
"Wait."

Mad Wolf looked around the pharmacy, which was just an ordinary shop, so he asked:

"Is there anyone in this pharmacy who can help us? It doesn't look like that at all."

Zhu Dajun closed his eyes and rested:
"intuition."

The mad wolf shut his mouth.

As the boss, his sense of smell and intuition are as sharp as those of a wild animal. You can never go wrong if you listen to him.

. . . . . . .

Early in the morning, Li Yang took Xiao Hei to the pharmacy.

As soon as Li Yang opened the door of the pharmacy, Zhu Dajun jumped down and said with a shy smile:
"Good morning, Great Immortal! Are you walking the dog?"

Although the tone was flattering, it was calm and peaceful.

Just like an elementary school student trying to curry favor with his teacher, he doesn't show any tension from the crisis he experienced last night.

Li Yang glanced at him, walked in, went to the counter and picked up a book.

Zhu Dajun rubbed his hands and said with a smile:

"Was the Immortal angry yesterday?
Old Zhu, I apologize to you!"

Li Yang flipped through the book and asked:
"Have you thought about it?"

Zhu Dajun nodded solemnly:
"I have decided to trust my grandmother and you, the Great Immortal."

Li Yang continued to ask:

"Which way do you choose?"

First, take out 100 million and some of your own desires, and you can be blessed for a week.

Second, hand over the Emperor Nightclub and submit to Li Yang, and Li Yang will protect him throughout his life.

Zhu Dajun scratched his head and said:
“I don’t want to be anyone’s younger brother yet, so I won’t choose the second one.

I choose the first one, and I will take out 100 million. But I really don’t know what you mean by desire.”

Zhu Dajun has this kind of personality. He can put aside his pride in front of anyone.

But don't think he is a good person.

This kind of person's bite tends to be more painful.

Li Yang said:
"It's okay, there's no rush."

Li Yang wanted to get another 100 million yuan, take over the Emperor Nightclub, and take in Zhu Dajun as his servant.

Zhu Dajun was also straightforward and asked Li Yang directly for his bank card number.

A week was enough time for him to think of a solution.

He can also find a way to get the experts that Zhou Qing, that idiot, can call.

As long as this great immortal is reliable, he can really be protected for a week.

Zhu Dajun bowed to Li Yang and said with a smile:
"One hundred million is not a small amount. It will take at least three days. Can I buy it on credit first?"

Li Yang waved to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei immediately came over, wagging his tail.

Li Yang said:
"Take it home, leave it at the door or at home, you'll be fine for a week."

The smile on Zhu Dajun's face froze:
"Daxianer, do you want this dog to protect me?"

Li Yang nodded:

"Remember that you are not allowed to have anyone around you this week, including the person in your car."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Zhu Dajun and started reading the book attentively.

Zhu Dajun's back teeth started to hurt at that time.

I spent 100 million just to buy a big black dog to guard the door for myself for a week?

Zhu Dajun silently led Xiao Hei out of the pharmacy.

If the immortal dares to say it, then he will believe it. After all, the money has been spent.

Li Yang looked at Zhu Dajun's departing back and couldn't help but laugh:
"He's a wonderful man."

. . . . . .

Night, South China Sea, a villa.

Zhu Dajun was an obedient man. He was told that no one, including Mad Wolf, was allowed to be around him during the week, and he really did it.

There was no one in the empty villa.

Zhu Dajun sat next to Xiao Hei holding a dog ball:
"Old Zhu, I have entrusted my life and property to you. I don't have a single subordinate in the villa.

If the killers from the other side come, I'm afraid Lao Zhu will die miserably."

After that, Zhu Dajun waved the dog-playing ball in front of Xiao Hei and threw it out:
"Go, pick it up."

Playing with the dog when you have nothing to do can also relieve anxiety.

Xiao Hei ran over excitedly, picked up the dog ball, waved it in front of Zhu Dajun, and then threw it out.

It stared at Zhu Dajun and tilted its head towards the dog-playing ball not far away, as if to say, "It's your turn to pick it up."

The corners of Zhu Dajun's mouth twitched for a long time;

"You are such a fucking human being!"

He suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Xiao Hei solemnly:

"You understand human nature so well, maybe you can really say something."

Suddenly, Zhu Dajun looked alert and took out a pistol from his pocket.

I don't know when a person appeared at the stairs.

The man was bald, wearing white clothes, and spoke in unskilled Mandarin:

"Boss Zhu is so courageous that he only has a dog by his side."

Zhu Dajun:
"who are you?"

As soon as the question was asked and the man was about to answer, Zhu Dajun opened fire.

He thought that he could control the Asian foreigner who was from an unknown country with his behavior.

But, a scene that shocked him appeared.

The bald man quickly turned his head and the bullet hit the wall near his ear.

The bald man looked gloomy:
"You are really as shameless as the rumors say."

Zhu Dajun narrowed his eyes and looked at the bald man:
"You're the one who killed me?

Do you think your master has no backup plan today?"

Zhu Dajun crossed his arms, his bossy aura was evident, and he said calmly:

"Xiao Hei, it's up to you, go ahead!"

Xiao Hei looked at Zhu Dajun with dissatisfaction, as if to say "why don't you go up?"

Zhu Dajun was confused.

You dog, you really understand human nature!

Did I really spend my one hundred million in vain?

The bald man sneered:
"Mystifying? That's meaningless."

(End of this chapter)

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