God, hold your little vest

Chapter 281
And Bo Yu room.

Bo Yu stared closely at the photo Ye Xiangnan sent, his eyes turned cold.

The torrential rain was blowing outside the window, and the sound resounded through the sky, so Bo Yu didn't hear the movement in Shen Xi's room next door.

Bo Yu looked at this photo carefully, and it took a long time.

A sneer slowly appeared on the corner of Bo Yu's mouth.

Ares?

Bo Yu's eyes were full of chills, he took his mobile phone and made a call.

"Master!"

Mu Yi's respectful voice came from the phone.

"Send a photo to you, check this person's address, and give me the answer in an hour." Bo Yu said coldly.

"Ok."

After that, Bo Yu hung up the phone and sent the photo to Mu Yi.

After sending the photos, Bo Yu sat quietly by the computer, staring out the window, waiting for news from Mu Yi.

Not long after, a text message came from Bo Yu's computer.

Bo Yu opened the text message and saw the information sent by Mu Yi, his eyes became colder.

At this time, Bo Yu's cell phone rang, and it was Mu Yi who called.

Bo Yu reached out and pressed the answer button.

Mu Yi's respectful voice came from the phone.

"Master, the information has been sent to you."

"Well, take someone there tomorrow and get rid of it." Bo Yu looked at the computer and said coldly.

Mu Yi was taken aback.

Master, what's the matter?
Suddenly getting rid of a stranger?

"Ok."

Although he was puzzled, Mu Yi complied.

Just follow the young master's order.

The dead will care so much.

After talking to Mu Yi, Bo Yu hung up the phone and continued to look at the information on the computer, his eyes became more and more cold.

Outside the window, the rain was still falling, and there was no tendency to stop at all, but it was getting bigger and bigger.

This night, many people could not sleep all night.

the other side.

City Z.

A room in a rental house.

The rental house was dimly lit, and the surrounding environment could barely be seen clearly.

There was a musty smell in the air, mixed with a strong sour smell, which made people sick.

In the only room in the rental house.

Two dark men aged about 27 or [-] were sitting on chairs and eating melon seeds.

The ground is full of melon seeds.

In the room, apart from a bed, two chairs, a table, a broken TV and a broken fan, there is nothing else, simple and dirty.

Among the two men.

One of the smaller men, a man with scars on his hands and feet, is the popular 'Ares' who has been promoted online.

"Brother, is this really okay?"

The thin man pretending to be Ares looked at the opposite man worriedly, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

When the big man heard this, he threw the melon seeds in his hand and threw them on the table, and the melon seeds were scattered all over the table.

The big man looked at the thin man fiercely, and his tone was very bad.

"I say it works and it works! If you talk nonsense again, be careful and I will beat you!"

Saying that, the big man shook his fist at the thin man.

The thin man shrank back in fright, looking at the big man with fear and fear in his eyes.

It looked like he was often beaten by big men.

Hence the reactions.

But the skinny man still wanted to ask.

After all, now, the situation is very intense, and he always has a bad feeling.

The thin man looked at the big man, and said bravely, "Brother, but on the Internet, there are so many people scolding Ares, and there are few supporters. How can we pretend that Ares is making money from it?"

The big man squinted his eyes and looked at the thin man, with a hint of irritability and impatience in his eyes.

The big man grabbed the melon seeds on the table, threw them at the thin man, and said cursingly: "Curse as soon as you scold, it's none of my business? I asked you to cheat those fans of their money. Who asked you to go find those fans?" Black powder?"

(End of this chapter)