. "Oh?" Xiaoshan raised his eyebrows, "Then tell me what kind of business it is!"
Yang Luo said: "I know you are looking for Ke Ziyi, He Ze, Zhao Yu, Ma Xiaolong, Sha Jin and others."
Xiaoshan Dong flashed a cold light: "So what?"
Yang Luo leaned back, with his arms resting on the back of the sofa: "I have news about them, and I can sell them to you."
Xiaoshan Shandong said coldly: "Are you kidding me?"
Yang Luo tilted his head and glanced at Xiaoshan: "It's midnight, it's freezing outside, and there's so much snow falling, do you think it's fun for me to come here to play with you?"
Xiao Shandong stopped talking, and stared at Yang Luo for more than a minute: "Ke Ziyi, He Ze, and Zhao Yu are in the army. I know that, so where are the others hiding?"
Yang Luo smiled: "Since doing business, there must be a price. Each person's message is 200,000."
"Why the hell don't you go grab it?" The big man was furious when he heard it.
Xiaoshan Shandong waved his hands: "200,000 is not much, but how do I know if your news is true or not?"
Yang Luo said: "That's easy to say. I can give you news about one person first. After you confirm, our business will continue."
Xiaoshandong squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was doing, and said after a while: "Okay, you can provide me with a person's information first, as long as we are sure that you are sincere, then the business will continue."
Yang Luo smiled and looked at the big man: "Look, look, this is courage. Now I know why you called him Brother Dong, and you are just a dog."
What Yang Luo said not only turned the big man's face ashen, but Xiaoshan Dong's eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Little brother, be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth."
Yang Luo patted his head: "I have such a bad mouth, I always like to talk nonsense, please don't take offense, Brother Dong."
Xiaoshandong snorted coldly: "Tell me, who's information do you want to provide us with?"
Yang Luo said: "Jiang Ji!"
Xiaoshan Dong's face twitched: "Do you think I'm an idiot? Jiang Ji was kidnapped, and now the police are looking for him everywhere, and you actually know his whereabouts?"
Yang Luo gave Xiaoshan a contemptuous look: "The police? That's a bunch of idiots. Do you think they can catch the kidnappers and find Jiang Ji?"
Xiao Shandong has always felt that Yang Luo is a bit unpredictable, so he sits here and talks with Yang Luo patiently, without using force. Now Yang Luo's words made him even more confused. Where did this guy appear? The police all over the street couldn't find him. How did he know?
"Since you know Jiang Ji's whereabouts, why don't you go to the police? If you tell the police about Jiang Ji's whereabouts, I think the reward is not just 200,000."
Yang Luo burst out laughing suddenly, making Xiaoshan Dong stunned: "What are you laughing at?"
Yang Luo took a breath: "It seems that Brother Dong is really not a business planner. If I tell the police about Jiang Ji, how much do you think they will give me? Three hundred thousand or four hundred thousand? Even if I give me half a million and What can I do. You have to know that my cooperation with you is not a business, there are other people. Besides, can the police be trusted? "
What Yang Luo said made sense. Even if Xiaoshan Dong had some doubts in his heart, he couldn't refute it: "Now we can tell where Jiang Ji is."
Yang Luo raised his middle finger and shook: "A deposit of 100,000 yuan, I will tell you where he is in four days."
"Hehe" Xiaoshanshan smiled, but his smile was a bit ferocious: "It seems that you are really playing tricks on me."
"No!" Yang Luo said: "I've said it before, I came here in the middle of the night, in the snow and ice, just to amuse you. I'm not that boring. Since it's a business, not only do you have to see my sincerity, Look at your sincerity."
Xiaoshandong nodded: "You are right, but why didn't you tell me the news about Jiang Ji today, but wait until four days later?"
Yang Luo said: "Because I can find out the hiding places of other people in four days, when we make a deal, I don't want to find someone and just make a deal with you. It's too dangerous for me."
Little Shandong has been hesitating, he doesn't care about money, but Ma Xiaolong and the others are not ordinary people, and Harbin is so big, it's not easy to find them. And they moved their hands, already alerting the other party. If no one can be found in a short period of time, there will be more dreams after a long night. Let those guys unite, and it will not be as scattered as it was three years ago, allowing them to take advantage of the loopholes. , the king of heaven may still suffer, and they will also be unlucky. Yang Luo now; The two of them didn't talk along the way, and when they got into the car after more than ten minutes, Zheng Hangqi was obviously relieved.
"You are finally back."
Yang Luo said: "Let's go, find a hotel and stay at random."
Zheng Hangqi drove slowly in the snowstorm. Song Xiaoqiao didn't speak for a long time, and she didn't know what she was thinking. After a while, he tilted his head and looked at Yang Luo, his eyes became a little incomprehensible and complicated.
"Instructor, what was your childhood dream?"
Yang Luo looked at Song Xiaoqiao strangely: "Why do you think of asking this?"
Song Xiaoqiao looked away from Yang Luo: "It's nothing, just asking."
Yang Luo smiled: "What was your childhood dream?"
Song Xiaoqiao thought for a while: "My dream when I was young was to be a writer, to use my pen to write about life. But I am not a writer at all, writing a composition of two or three hundred words can tear my hair out , not to mention writing novels. When I grow up, I want to be a soldier. It¡¯s not bad to wear a military uniform and hold a gun. Then I joined the army.¡±
Yang Luo smiled and asked Zheng Hangqi who was driving; "What about you, Zheng Hangqi, what was your childhood dream?"
Zheng Hangqi said: "My dream is very simple, that is, to have a big house, and open the windows to see the garden and the sea."
Yang Luo said: "Your wish will come true."
Song Xiaoqiao asked; "Instructor, you haven't said anything yet, what was your childhood dream?"
Yang Luo blinked, and Song Xiaoqiao had the illusion that Yang Luo's face, which could not be pierced by a machine gun, seemed to turn red.
This aroused Song Xiaoqiao's curiosity: "Tell me quickly, what was your childhood dream?"
Yang Luo scratched his head: "Let's not talk about it."
"No!" Song Xiaoqiao and Zheng Hangqi objected in unison. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com