flame hunter

Sullivan's restaurant is a well-known old Portuguese restaurant in Macau, which retains the characteristics of the 30s. The most famous signature dish is Portuguese chicken.

The special curry sauce is rich in flavor, which suits the taste of mosassa. Unfortunately, half of the chicken was cut into five pieces. She was hungry all day and night, and she didn't care about being reserved. She picked up the chicken pieces and sent them to her mouth with bright eyes. I stuffed a small mouth full and couldn't swallow it and couldn't bear to spit it out.

Seeing her mouth covered with yellow sauce and wolfing down her mouth, Robert felt distressed and couldn't help but want to laugh. He asked the waiter for a knife and fork, and cut the chicken into small pieces and sent it to the mosassa bowl.

"Eat slowly, don't worry." Robert said, "I'll take you to meet someone later."

"Yes," Mo Shasha nodded, and suddenly raised her head to stare at Robert, pursing her lips curiously.

Robert smiled slightly: "I contacted the people from the Third Plenary Session. In fact, they are also looking for you, but the information channel between you seems to have been deliberately cut off. Fortunately, they didn't guard against me, so it was easy to contact you. people."

Mo Shasha took a deep breath, nodded, and continued to eat, but her movements became obviously mechanical, and her eyes lost their previous brilliance.

"Funding is not a problem. The leader seems to be a young man, and he was very excited to learn that I found you." Robert continued, obviously probing in his words.

The rice in Mo Shasha's mouth: "I saved him before, otherwise he wouldn't have helped me before."

"Then there must be a misunderstanding about what happened this time." After Robert finished speaking, seeing Mo Shasha's gloomy expression, he realized that he had said something wrong.

He already knew about Mo Shasha's experience the night before, and regretted it, but he was powerless about what had happened. He knew that Mo Shasha didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want to mention it, but he still hated it in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to kill those inhumane people. The guy was picked out.But she didn't want to, she still touched the scar in Mo Shasha's heart.

Robert clenched his fists secretly, vowing to send all those who hurt Mo Shasha to hell!

When Wang Jiashan appeared in the hotel lobby, Mo Shasha was stunned.

He was wearing a moon-white cotton jacket with delicate buttons loosely open. Inside was also a white T-shirt, and underneath was a pair of dark blue cotton pants. Wang Jiashan stepped on black cloth shoes. He has a young and handsome face, and he looks exactly like Uncle Wang back then.

Wang Jiashan's very experienced Mo Shasha cupped her hands, her face full of shame: "Go upstairs first." After speaking, she strode into the elevator first.

Robert took Mo Shasha's arm, and the two walked side by side like lovers. After entering the suite, Mo Shasha realized that Wang Jiashan was not alone in coming to see her.

In the original European-style suite, there were two rows of solemn-looking men in Tang suits and jackets like Wang Jiashan. They were dressed in plain black and stood upright. There was a table in the middle with a copper sculpture on top.

Mo Shasha recognized at a glance that it was the symbol of the Third Plenary Session. It turned out that Wang Jiashan placed the hall in his suite. What does this mean?

Mo Shasha glanced at Robert, and then at Wang Jiashan, not knowing why.

Wang Jiashan yelled: "Bring it out." Three heavily tied men came out from the next room. They lowered their heads, but Mo Shasha recognized the man in the middle at a glance.

Mo Shasha frowned, her heart twisted in her chest, far beyond hatred.

The man raised his head and glanced at Mo Shasha, with a curved chin and a high nose bridge, he had a handsome face like a male model, it was him.Mo Shasha bit her lip, the corners of her mouth were trembling, and there were waves of dark surges raging in her heart.

There were two sharp sabers on the necks of the three people, and the curved silver lines seemed to imprison them in the middle of the god of death, not daring to move recklessly.

"You know the rules of the gang. Those who disrespect their benefactors will be given three fingers, those who commit crimes below will be given five fingers, and those who deceive and refuse to report will be given five fingers." Wang Jiashan's voice was majestic, and the room was filled with fierce murderous intent.

The younger brothers standing on both sides heard this, and suddenly their knees softened, and they knelt down on the ground, crying:

"Boss, don't blame me. Brother Kaka asked us to do it. We can't blame us all..."

Kaka twitched the corners of her mouth, spat at the two of them, and stood upright, her arrogance undiminished.

Wang Jiashan stared at the two people who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowed like garlic, with the same look of contempt: "The one who betrays his party will be punished with a higher crime, and three fingers will be taken."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the two people went dark, and they passed out.

"Hahahaha" Kaka raised his head and laughed wildly: "Winners and losers, how to deal with it is up to you, why bother to come up with so many tricks."

Wang Jiashan didn't change his face, and said coldly: "If you don't accept it, you can come to me, but you humiliate my benefactor with low means, how can you call me benevolent?!"

"Execution!" Wang Jiashan yelled, and the men in black in the two rows on the left and right pulled out their backs at the same time, and each had a crescent scimitar in their hand. Sparkling blood.

The two people who fell on the ground did not escape punishment due to fainting. Their fingers were not enough to offset their crimes. Fortunately, they had four limbs, and they barely moved their toes.

Kaka gritted his teeth and did not make a sound. As the sharp edge sank into his knuckles, bead-sized beads of sweat would inevitably ooze from his forehead.Mo Shasha stared at the drops that were as crystal as dew, as if the dawn of dawn was rising, dispelling the haze, covering herself and bathing in light.

The floor is full of red, and the walls are dotted with spots, like winter plums and snow, blooming wantonly, and the smell in the air becomes sweet. Mo Shasha smiled quietly in Robert's arms. She was wearing a white dress as if she had experienced Nirvana , a holy angel who finally practiced consummation.

The three were tortured soberly, and the severe pain caused by the sharp blade gradually made them unconscious.Wang Jiashan waved his hand, and the brothers put them into a huge black plastic bag and dragged them out roughly.

"Sister Mo, you have been wronged by my ineffective discipline." Wang Jiashan walked in front of Mo Shasha: "What else do you want, as long as I can do it, I will go through fire and water."

"It's none of your business, don't blame yourself." Mo Shasha comforted her. Her heart knot wasn't just this physical abuse. Blood could wash away hatred, but it couldn't wash away the reopened fester in the depths of her memory. scars.

Si Boning didn't come, and the one who stayed by her side in the end was not the one she loved, but the one who loved her.Mo Shasha's indescribably complicated taste was bitter and sweet, and she couldn't tell whether it was sour or warm. She just felt that she was being cared for, and the feeling of being anchored in a windless harbor seemed to be very good.

The sun is overflowing, filled with a touch of happiness, Robert's love is the best medicine for sores, and the scars in my heart can gradually heal.Mo Shasha smiled from the bottom of her heart, took Robert's hand, and walked out of the room.

This place is not suitable for them to rest, she is going to start a new life in a place with no memories.

Wang Jiashan watched them leave without stopping them, and he did not intend to pursue the funds.But the next day, I still received a notice that a huge sum of money had been added to the secret overseas account of the Third Plenum, which was exactly the same as the amount that Mo Shasha had lent out before.

This was completely beyond Wang Jiashan's expectation. He didn't expect Robert to be able to find out this unknown secret account, and he couldn't help being shocked by his energy.Wang Jiashan thought about it for a second, and this is not a sign that his benefactor Mo Shasha has started a happy life since then.

In a life of great sorrow and great joy, flowers in hell and heaven wither and bloom in just one thought. Mo Shasha had an epiphany, decided to stay away from right and wrong, and found her own paradise. Wang Jiashan blessed her from the heart.

Although Si Boning designed Quan Ziqiang, he was still feeling uneasy, and finally couldn't help but turn on the communicator, and dialed Robert's number again. The busy buzzer kept ringing, and no one answered for a long time.

Did something really happen?Si Baining's face changed drastically, and he had a vague feeling of being abandoned.If the two of them abandoned him, Si Baining couldn't imagine how tragic revenge he would receive from the Third Plenum.

No, the funds must be secured as soon as possible. Whether it is repaying debts or running away, he can't continue to procrastinate and wait for death.

Si Baining thought about it, and immediately sent an email to Quan Ziqiang...

Xiao En Industrial's chief financial officer's office is second only to the president in terms of decoration specifications. Quan Ziqiang is sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sea yellow executive desk and chairs are shining with a luxurious luster, and the circles of dazzled lines under the sun are extremely attractive.

Quan Ziqiang leaned on the table and frowned. He held the Montblanc pen and tapped the table one after another, leaving black spots on the expensive wood.

This is his stain, just like the black adventure he experienced just now. Although he escaped, his fate is still held in his hands, tightly and shamelessly kneaded.

On the computer screen was a very, very long number, and the amount was exaggerated enough to kill him.On the other side is also a long string of numbers, like a big mouth screaming, waiting for that terrible money.

what to do?It's dead anyway!Quan Ziqiang was entangled in his mind. With his means, the embezzlement of public funds could only be concealed for a while, and he would be discovered within half a month. This is a crime of losing his head.

But if he didn't do it, those people would immediately make their affairs public, and then Xiao Yinuo would be furious, and his future would be ruined, it would be no different than killing him.

what to do? !Quan Ziqiang involuntarily increased his strength, the tip of the pen was overwhelmed, and it sank into the table with a "bang", thick black ink gushed out from the broken tip.

He stared at his ink-stained fingers for a moment, before remembering to wipe it off with a paper towel, but the ink seemed to seep into his skin and blood, and he couldn't wipe it off no matter how much he wiped.

"Fuck!" Quan Ziqiang threw away the tissue in his hand and cursed.Either way, it's not clean. Instead of exchanging my name for others' benefits, it's better to take advantage of myself.He squinted and sneered, a beautiful idea gradually became clear in his heart.