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The young man sighed: "Okay, you are the captain, you are the boss! Now implement the first set of plans, and the action begins!" After speaking, he turned off the headset and took out a pistol and four magazines from the storage box.

He checked the pistol and the clips, hid the pistol on his back waist, put a few clips in his pocket, got out of the car and walked towards the imperial restaurant.

In the Imperial Food Mansion, Tang Xiaochuan and others were taken to the door of a private room, and the young man who greeted him at the door said, "This is it!" He knocked on the door after speaking.

The box door was brought in, and Yang Shiqian was sitting at the dining table smoking a cigar. When he saw Tang Xiaochuan at the door, he quickly got up and walked up and said with a smile, "Mr. Tang, please hurry up!"

Tang Xiaochuan nodded, "Keep Mr. Yang waiting for a long time!"

"I haven't waited long, and I've just arrived, so whoever, waiter, serve the food, serve the food quickly!"

"Okay, Mr. Yang!" The waiter left after finishing speaking.

Yang Shiqian asked Tang Xiaochuan to sit down, and the two sat down facing each other, and he poured tea for Tang Xiaochuan graciously, "Mr. Tang, come, drink tea!"

"Young Master Yang, you are being polite!"

This was a flash of light in Brother Zhan's eyes. He walked to Tang Xiaochuan and leaned over to report in a low voice: "Sir, it was detected that there is a remote-controlled bomb installed in this room. It is under the dining table, and the signal has been blocked!"

Tang Xiaochuan, who was about to drink tea, stopped and couldn't help but look at Yang Shiqian. Did this kid install a remote-controlled bomb here? He wants to die with me? Judging by the face of this kid, he is not a person who can be so cruel!

Seeing Tang Xiaochuan looking at him, Yang Shiqian asked, "Mr. Tang, what's the matter?"

Tang Xiaochuan asked with a smile: "Young Master Yang, how do you plan to solve this matter?"

Yang Shiqian sighed pretentiously when he heard the words: "Mr. Tang, I was wrong about this matter. I was narrow-minded. I apologize to you and make amends!"

Tang Xiaochuan shook his head: "Young Master Yang, Feitian Technology has suffered a lot this time, and just an apology can't solve the problem!"

Yang Shiqian nodded, "I also know that Mr. Tang must have lost a lot of money. How about this, Mr. Tang said the number, and if I can get it, I will definitely compensate Mr. Tang!"

"Does it mean that if you can't get it out, Mr. Yang doesn't have to pay compensation?" Tang Xiaochuan asked.

Yang Shiqian waved his hand: "No, no, I will definitely pay!"

"Well, this time Feitian Technology lost 28 billion before and after. It is not too much to ask Mr. Yang for 30 billion in compensation, right?" Tang Xiaochuan said.

Yang Shiqian opened his mouth wide, "30 billion? Mr. Tang, are you kidding me?"

Tang Xiaochuan did not speak, took out a wooden box from his pocket, opened it, took out a cigar, took out a lighter and lit it.

"30 billion! One cent must be lost, otherwise this matter will never end!"

Yang Shiqian couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Mr. Tang, there are too many, I really can't take them out. Don't look at us, the second generation, who seem to be very good, seem to spend money like water, drive luxury cars, live in luxury houses, and play with beauties. If I take one billion or two billion, I can figure it out, but 30 billion is too much, even if you sell me, I can't get so much!"

Tang Xiaochuan stood up and said, "So there's nothing to talk about!"

Seeing that Tang Xiaochuan was about to leave, Yang Shiqian quickly said: "Mr. Tang, I have something to discuss. I really can't afford so much money, but if Mr. Tang has any difficulties that he can't solve by himself, I can help Mr. Tang solve them. Let me use a metaphor." , if Mr. Tang takes a fancy to a piece of land, I can find a way to let Mr. Tang get it at the least cost, how about we repay the 30 billion in this way?"

Tang Xiaochuan pretended to think about the feasibility of this matter.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and Yang Shiqian's secretary walked over to open the door. Outside the door stood a waiter holding a plate of dishes on a tray.

Yang Shiqian looked at it, "The food is served, Mr. Tang, don't worry, let's talk while eating!"

The waiter carried the tray and walked towards the table. Brother Wu, who was standing nearby, had a flash of light in his eyes, and immediately stepped forward to block him. The waiter's face changed, and there was a clear "bang" gunshot under the tray.

Brother Wu was shot in the chest, but he didn't fall down. The waiter held the tray in his left hand and threw it at him.

"Bang" was another gunshot, and the bullet hit the ceiling.

With a muffled "bang", Brother Zhan rushed over from the side, knocked the waiter flying with a strong bull ram, and his body hit the wall all the way.

This time the impact was too fierce and heavy, the waiter couldn't dodge it at all, he was hit by brother Zhan firmly against the wall, the wall was shaken, and the waiter hit the wall, the sternum and ribs were cracking, and again Looking at him, his chest was flattened, and he was vomiting blood profusely, seeing that he couldn't survive.

When the second shot was fired, Yang Shiqian was so frightened that he hid under the table.

At this moment, he looked up and saw a bomb tied under the table. He was so frightened that his ghosts froze, and he cursed in his heart, these goddamn gods, I want you to kill Tang Xiaochuan, I didn't expect you bastards to plant a bomb here Want to blow me up all the time?

He hurriedly got out of the dining table, poked his head out to look, and saw that the waiter dressed as a killer was already lying by the wall, only exhaling but not breathing in, pretending to be full of anger, and angrily cursed: "Who, who did it? Damn, Even sent a killer pretending to be a waiter to kill Lao Tzu, where is the boss here, where is the boss?" After speaking, he rushed out.

Tang Xiaochuan followed immediately, and asked as he walked, "Brother Wu, is it okay?"

Brother Wu and Brother Zhan kept up and said, "It's okay!"

Yang Shiqian rushed to the lobby and yelled. Everyone here heard the gunshots and ran towards the lobby.

"Where's the manager? Where's the manager?"

"I'm here, I'm here!"

Yang Shiqian grabbed the manager's collar: "Your waiter is a killer, what did you do? Could it be that your place is a den of killers?"

"I'm wronged, I'm wronged! I don't even know what's going on!" The manager complained.

"Come on, come and see me. It's in the box where we ate just now, a killer dressed as a waiter!" Yang Shiqian grabbed the manager and dragged him towards the box. Other diners also followed to watch the excitement. full of people.

Tang Xiaochuan also followed the crowd to the door of the box, but he didn't go in. The manager was pushed in by Yang Shiqian, and then a few bold male waiters and a few diners walked into the box to check the condition of the killer.

A woman stood at the door of the box and looked at the situation, then patted her chest, "It's too scary!" After speaking, she turned and squeezed out of the crowd. She looked back, walked towards the door, pressed the headset and said: "The first plan failed, the grasshopper died, the manager was taken to the box by Yang Shiqian, and the target was outside the door of the box!"

"Have you had a chance to do it?"

"No, his two bodyguards are inseparable, and I don't even have a chance to get close!"

"Understood, you withdraw!"

"clear!"

There were four people sitting in a commercial vehicle in the parking lot of the Royal Restaurant, two at the front and two at the front. A middle-aged foreigner in the passenger seat said, "Detonate the bomb!"

"Understood!" A young man in tights on the back seat took out a remote control from his backpack, he turned on the power, waited until the green light came on, and pressed the button.

"Huh? What's going on?" Young found that after pressing the logic, there was no movement in the Imperial Food Mansion, and the bomb did not explode.

He pressed it a few more times, but there was no response. He raised his head and said, "Boss, something went wrong!"

The foreign middle-aged man in the co-pilot seat immediately said: "Retreat, implement the second plan!"

The commercial vehicle started quickly and quickly disappeared on the street.