Chapter 560: Drama of the Gods, and Drama of the Gods

Taking advantage of someone's birthday, sneaking into the house and burning all the contracts, this behavior is no different from a thief, or even worse... If there is a choice, Li Qingshan would not be willing to do this, but he has no choice.

When Li Qingshan's seemingly disgraceful thing fell into Chen Ling's ears, the latter just chuckled,

"I thought you were going to do something big... but it turned out to be this?"

"Huh?"

Li Qingshan subconsciously asked back, "Isn't this enough?"

It is obvious that if there is a rank for doing bad things, Li Qingshan may not even reach the first rank... and as a "trouble maker", "family extermination lover", "financial fraudster", "professional blame-shifter", "top instigator", and "realm destroyer", Chen Ling can definitely be crowned with the title of ninth rank.

For the gentleman Li Qingshan, the idea that is already full of evil, in Chen Ling's eyes, is no different from a child playing house.

Chen Ling patted his shoulder silently and comforted him:

"For you, it's good to be determined to take this step."

Li Qingshan didn't understand what Chen Ling meant. He seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, Brother Lin, what did you do in the Beidou Financial Group?"

"Nothing, just doing some small things."

"Oh..."

Chen Ling looked at Li Qingshan in front of him, and a thought suddenly came to his mind,

"Brother Li."

"Hmm?"

"How about I help you solve the contract problem, how about you do me a favor?"

"Really? Brother Lin... Can you really help me solve it?" Li Qingshan was stunned, then shook his head, "No... This is the Beidou Financial Group, and Shinto owners are hidden everywhere. The risk is too great... Brother Lin, I can't involve you."

Chen Ling smiled, "Don't worry, your It's a piece of cake for me. "

Li Qingshan recalled the commotion that Chen Ling had caused in Liuzhen before, and his expression was a little complicated. What was difficult for him to do might not be a big deal for Chen Ling... He then asked:

"Brother Lin, tell me, how can I help you?"

Chen Ling smiled and leaned close to Li Qingshan's ear,

"The situation is like this... I need you..."

After listening, a look of shock flashed across Li Qingshan's face. He thought about it for a moment and nodded slightly: "I understand, Brother Lin, don't worry, I promise there will be no mistakes here."

"That's good."

Li Qingshan tidied up the corner of his clothes that was wrinkled by Chen Ling just now, and looked at Chen Ling. Seeing this, the latter smiled awkwardly, and the two walked towards the door of the warehouse at the same time.

The dim light fell from the narrow window, and the dust flew up with their footsteps. Two costumes, one red and one blue, brushed across the ground side by side, and stood in front of the warehouse door.

"Brother Lin, I didn't expect that we would fight side by side one day." Li Qingshan turned to look at him.

"Destiny is indeed wonderful."

Chen Ling grabbed the door handle of the warehouse with one hand, as if remembering something, and smiled,

"By the way, Brother Li, I forgot to tell you just now..."

"Welcome to join... Xishendao."

Creaking——

As the door of the warehouse was opened, two figures, one red and one blue, raised their hands and tore their chins at the same time, and the two faces disappeared in mid-air... Their figures changed at the same time, and disappeared side by side at the end of the road.

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Beidou Manor, deep inside.

As the black car slowly stopped in front of a luxurious building, Li Ruohong opened the door and got out of the car.

This is Mu Chunsheng's private residence, not within the range of guests at the birthday banquet venue, so it is unusually quiet. Except for the occasional security guards passing by, no one can be seen walking around.

After the car stopped, a figure walked out from behind the gate. Li Ruohong knew this person. He was Mu Chunsheng's personal bodyguard and also a powerful Shinto owner.

"Chongqi, long time no see. Is my uncle in the house?" Li Ruohong raised his hand and took the initiative to greet him.

Chongqi didn't even look at him, but just hummed lightly, and then all his attention was focused on the two figures who got out of the back seat. The three of them met eyes, and an inexplicable pressure began to spread around.

Chongqi could feel that the rank of these two people was not low, and they both had a strange and mysterious aura, as well as a kind of indifference that strangers should not approach, which was completely in line with their stereotypes of Wushendao.

"Please come in, both of you." Chongqi made a gesture of invitation without being humble or arrogant, "The chairman has been waiting for a long time."

While he was looking at the two of them, the two of them also glanced at him, hummed, and then slowly stepped onto the steps and walked into the house.

Just as Li Ruohong was about to catch up, a hand stopped him outside the door.

Li Ruohong was stunned, "Chongqi, what does this mean?"

"The chairman wants to have a secret talk with the two of you, Master Ruohong, you are not convenient to be present." Chongqi replied indifferently.

"I am not convenient to be present?" Li Ruohong widened his eyes, "Are you kidding me? Chairman Mu is my uncle, and I brought these two people..."

"The chairman said that you are too impetuous, and you are not convenient to listen to what they talk about."

"I am impetuous, I..."

Li Ruohong opened his mouth to argue a few words, but under Chongqi's extremely oppressive eyes, he silently held back his words.

"You can play at the venue first, and the chairman will meet you after the birthday banquet is over." Chongqi added, this time his tone was much softer.

"... Tsk, okay, okay."

Li Ruohong took a last look at the closed door and had no choice but to turn around and leave. He happened to see several waiters pushing a pile of gifts into the luxurious house. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

"By the way, the gift I prepared for my uncle is also in there. Remember to remind him to take a look. That thing is precious."

"Got it."

Li Ruohong left Mu Chunsheng's residence and walked straight to the venue.

As more and more guests arrived, the atmosphere of the venue gradually became lively. Li Ruohong crossed the path and saw the crowded figures in the venue from a distance, including several slim actresses.

Li Ruohong licked his lips, adjusted his hair and collar in front of the glass beside him, and was about to walk up to chat, when a figure suddenly walked out from the side.

"Master Ruohong."

Li Ruohong looked back in confusion, and saw a man with thick hair and a burly figure standing at the corner. The moment he saw that face, Li Ruohong's heart instinctively trembled.

Damn... why is he here?

Li Ruohong forced a smile awkwardly and said politely:

"Isn't this Director Wang from the Police Bureau... What do you want to talk to me about?"

The "Director" was holding a transparent umbrella, standing in the drizzle, staring at Li Ruohong, who had an unnatural expression, and slowly said,

"Master Ruohong, there are some things we need to talk about."