Shellard is a typical capitalist, and he must look at everything from money. Of course, sometimes he will take care of the mood of old employees, mainly to gather people's hearts and improve work efficiency.

Soliman is an old employee in his company. He has been working for many years and has always been very reassuring. But this year has been very difficult and has not been so smooth all the way. Since his father was admitted to the hospital in March, Soliman's mental state has become a little wrong and looks dizzy.

He is just an ordinary driver, and even if there is a problem, it cannot be heard from the company's boss Sherad.

What really made the boss realize this was a car accident that was not considered a car accident. The brakes were timely and had no impact. Shellard talked to him afterwards, but it was finally left alone.

Who knew that something happened to his car just not long after.

This time, I must have been on the road. I didn't notice that the car in front had stopped. I stepped on the accelerator and hit it. Not only did I break my own truck, but it also delayed the delivery time. After removing the part paid by the insurance company, Sherad still lost a lot of money.

Sherad could still turn a blind eye to the previous car accident, but once he touched the core interest of money, he completely changed his individual and needed to move the scale in his heart when dealing with the problem.

On one hand, there is the friendship between old employees, and on the other hand, the money paid and the possible impacts in the future. After comparing the two, it is not difficult to get an answer.

Shellard obviously wanted the amount of money, and the company rolled forward. If a screw broke, it would be replaced with another one, and there was no need to repair it. So he expressed his attitude tactfully, first gave Soliman a short holiday, and then promised to keep his job.

As for what kind of job it is, it has to be said differently.

Even though he said that, he didn't say it clearly, but a discerning person could tell at a glance that Serard's driver's job would be unsafe. As the company's top leader, what he had to do was not forcibly fire, but to create an environment where Soriman left himself, and then wait slowly.

He hoped to boil the frogs in warm water, and finally boiled them into hot soup, and there was nothing to complain about.

But Sherad missed someone and made this seemingly gentle strategy deeply hurt Soriman's nerves.

In the conversation just now, as soon as Sherad finished speaking, the soles of the other party's shoes happened to fall on his stomach. This kicked Sherad's internal organs churned, bringing out a lot of food residues, and the sour water in his stomach could not stop overflowing.

After vomiting two mouthfuls of food that I had just eaten, I couldn't stop retching from my throat.

Of course, Sulei raised his feet. Even if Soliman had the courage, he would not have that much strength, and his experience was blank. People with inexperienced would not be so accurate in kicking people. Maybe they would be too quick to jump, and then kicked them out.

Su Lai wanted to hit her again, but Qi Jing, who was standing aside, finally spoke: "Tsk, why are you here again? Can you speak well?"

"He bullied Soriman, what's wrong with me teaching him a lesson?"

"You haven't kicked someone to death, can you be more gentle?"

"That's right, you reminded me." Sulai glanced at Sherad, who had flew three meters away, and realized his mistake. "I just don't have a good sense of my hand, so I have to bring you by my side."

"Don't get me wrong. I'm just staying with you to cure your illness."

After hearing this, Sulai could only sigh and his momentum was shorter: "Just treat it as helping Soliman, that kick just now won't kill anyone, right?"

"The position is lower, unless he has a hepatosplenia, there will be no problem." Qi Jing looked back at Sherad who was lying beside him, "It seems that he is not a serious illness, but if there is a problem, you have to call an ambulance! Don't cause trouble for Soriman!"

"Okay, listen to your..."

Sherad never expected that the opponent would be so heavy that he was just kicking to death.

But for Sulai, this kick was just a way to say hello. If it weren't for Soriman's face, the position of the lower foot would never be so gentle on his stomach: "What did you say just now? Soriman's such a good driver, you actually want to fire him?"

Sherad lived for more than 30 years and suffered such great damage for the first time. His body could not react for a while and could only curl up on the ground and tried to hold on to the pain.

Seeing that he asked a question and he didn't reply, Su Lai took two more steps forward and asked Qi Jing behind him as he walked: "I said Dr. Perro, his stomach will be kicked out of internal injuries. I understand, the last one died like this. If it was just a broken bone, there should be no problem, right?"

"There are blood vessels on the edge of the large bone, and the fracture will still cause heavy bleeding."

“It’s troublesome…”

Sulai looked up and down his eyes. As soon as he said that, Sherad shrank himself into a ball. His stomach was protected and his head was hidden inside. There were not many places where he could really exert force.

After thinking about it, he finally chose to make up his feet on his knees and arms, kicking him heart-wrenchingly: "Where should I ask you? Are you sure you want to fire him?"

"Ahhh, stop kicking, stop kicking! It's going to be broken!" Sherad had never suffered such a crime. In the face of absolute violence, he didn't dare to look at Sulai more. His face was full of fear except for being surprised: "I won't fire, I really won't fire..."

"Okay, just don't fire it." Sulai was full of joy and pulled down a chair. "You have to keep your word."

Shellard nodded repeatedly, not daring to be negligent: "You...who are you?"

"Sulai, Soriman's friend, good friend."

Sulet stressed the "good friend" and couldn't help but smile happily after saying that: "You kid are not a local, are you new here? How long have you been in Jeddah? Haven't you heard of me?"

Shellard has been a boss for so many years and must have known some gangsters, but he really doesn't know the one in front of him. He instinctively wanted to shake his head, but the footprints on his stomach and hands and feet made him react immediately. If this head is shaken, his life will be gone:

"I know you, you are the most powerful Su in all Jeddah... Sulai, of course I know, everyone in all Jeddah..."

"Oh? Am I that famous? Come on, let me tell you, how did you know me?"

Su Lai seemed to be really interested, and went up to squat beside him. In order to hear him clearly, he even wanted to help him up. But who knew that the boss in front of him was also a ruthless character and could not suffer any loss. As soon as he got up, he took a knife on the dining table behind him.

His movements were very concealed. He even staggered up to rub his knees and screamed that he did not show any murderous aura.

After everything seemed peaceful, Sherad suddenly exerted force, and the blade in his hand was in the dark. When he appeared in Sulai's vision, he was already not far from his lower abdomen.

"Go to die!"

This knife was indeed beyond Sulai's expectations, but he has not been in vain for many years. He has developed an instinctive reaction with licking blood at the tip of the knife. Seeing that he could not dodge, he turned sideways slightly, first hid the vital point, and then blocked the knife with his hands.

After all, the knife is used to cut food. It cannot be too sharp and the tip of the knife is blunt. Unless the large blood vessel is found, the damage caused is very limited. In addition, Sulai reacted in time, and the blade pulled his shirt over his shirt, then started, and then wiped the gap of his fingers and slid out, leaving only a small hole in the skin between his palms and fingers.

The incision was limited in length, but it was very deep, and blood immediately flowed out.

Sulai was very cautious. In his mind, this situation had been previewed hundreds or thousands of times. His first reaction was not to fight back, but to take out a handkerchief to stop the bleeding. It was not that he was afraid of death or was afraid of blood. On the contrary, he did this to avoid these "evidence" dripping on the floor.

If he is so cautious, he will naturally be violent.

Seeing that his boss had suffered, how could he swallow this breath? He raised his hand and punched Serad in the face.

The weight of the middleweight boxer's fist could already be comparable to that of Sulai's soles, but now the boxing gloves have been removed, and the speed and power have been raised to a higher level.

Shellard regretted his mistake the previous second, but the next second he felt his head sinking, and his nose and mouth were wet with a bright red spot. He leaned back and fell on the dining table. Suddenly, the pilaf, barbecue, water cup and plate that had just been spread all over the floor.

Sherad also wanted to hold the table and stand up, but the lag of energy quickly destroyed his last trace of awakening, and his hand slipped and he fainted.

"I dare to hit Boss Sulai, I see you are impatient!" Leva shook his hand and smiled foolishly, "What are you talking about with him? How comfortable is it to beat him directly? Look at him, he dares to fire Soriman when he returns, and says he will beat him once."

Qi Jing stood aside and saw all the past. After only two minutes of entering the door, Sulai and Lewa each contributed their special skills. The entire fight almost flashed by and it was difficult to describe it in words, but the visual effect was almost 0 points.

"Why are you here to join in the fun if you're fine..." Qi Jing frowned and complained, looking at Sherad with a bloody face, shook his head, "What should I do now?"

"what to do?"

Leva sat at the dining table and kicked Sherad again. Seeing that there was no movement, he knew that he had caused trouble. He smiled and grabbed the barbecue sprinkled on the table with his hands, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it twice and said, "Forget it, I'll leave it alone, you guys can handle it."

Qi Jing had no good idea about this Leva. After thinking about it, the retired soldier was the most reliable among the four people. But in fact, this soldier also acted according to the situation.

It seemed that after they broke into the door, they raised the original quarrels to the fight and saw blood. But in Halby's eyes, what was now in front of him was a luxurious villa and a large number of luxury goods inside.

Even if you can't understand the oil paintings on the wall and appreciate the sculptures in the cabinet, everyone can understand the whole stack of banknotes in the drawer and count them clearly: "Doctor Perot, I don't think it's necessary to deal with it. Taking the money away and then robbing the house should be more beneficial than cleaning up the mess."

Qi Jing helped lift the person to the bedroom and did some inspections up and down.

Su Lai's feet were fine, with only a little subcutaneous bruise and no obvious signs of internal bleeding. He couldn't say whether there were any fractures in his fingers and knees. Anyway, even the fracture is not fatal.

But Levana's punch was really too strong.

Sherad's face collapsed, the bridge of his nose must have been broken, and two of his front teeth were broken, looking at the blood in his mouth. In order to prevent him from suffocating, Qi Jing tilted his head over and helped stop the bleeding.

After finally finishing it, Halby wanted to deny it completely with just one sentence.

"Do you think it's not enough to have fun, and you're going to get a shot?" Qi Jing was so angry that he came. "You're fine now, but you're going to be awesome..."

Halby did not refute, but just said an objective fact calmly: "I only listen to Brother Sulai, and I think he will agree with me. You have been with him for a long time, and you should also know his style."

"What about Soriman?"

Halby is more efficient than Soliman: "He? What's wrong with him here? It's just a bait."

When Qi Jing saw that this guy was here, he couldn't tell him that he was too lazy to take care of him, so he turned around and said goodbye: "I can't control you if you are going to make trouble, and I don't want to control you. I was already very tired when I was going to make trouble in the bank last time, so please don't bring me this time."

"But you saw it." Halby was indeed much calmer than those brothers. He quickly walked to the bedroom door and blocked his way. "I think you'd better stop leaving. If you leave for help, Soriman will definitely be happy."

"I don't know if he is happy or not. I'm very happy to see you. But you are indeed powerful, and I can't beat you. But I really want to leave, and you can't stop me." Qi Jing said, slowly moving on, "I've beaten so many times before, you should know this better than me."

Halby hesitated for a while and could only nod his head: "It doesn't matter if you leave...but I hope you don't call the police."

"I just think Soriman is pitiful, not so bored yet." Qi Jing sighed, "What does it matter if anyone dies in Saudi Arabia?"

After saying that, he walked around Halby and went downstairs.

Halby was indeed a little worried that Qi Jing would call the police.

Although this Chinese man is very fond of Sulai, and can communicate well with Leva, and is also the spiritual pillar of Soliman, he can't like it no matter how hard he is. He is really too smart in dealing with people and his background is also confusing.

"Forget it, Soriman is in his hands, he shouldn't be messing around..."

Halby tied Sherad to the bed and quickly settled the property status of the entire villa: "Brother, everything is here, how to deal with it?"

"Move all back."

"Where is that person?"

"Man?" Sulai immediately understood what he meant, "Let's not keep people."

In the blink of an eye, Halby had a pistol in her hand, filled with bullets...

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...
Chapter completed!