The Ultimate Villain

Chapter 125 Tracing the Core Characters (Revised Edition)

In the early morning of the next day, the roof of the Seagull Apartment Building.

Zhang Nan propped his hands on the edge of the roof and looked at the misty Qingcheng, took a puff of cigarette, and said lightly: "I am now the boss of Jincheng, and you have evidence of Chang Jincheng's drug trafficking. Let's talk about the next step." Let's plan."

Han Youting leaned against the roof and said lightly: "I need you to know that the Chang's criminal gang is extremely cunning, they hide their identities from others, and there are various smuggling channels.

Jincheng Security Company is just a smuggling channel, even if we try our best to catch Chang Jincheng.The rest of them can also get out and form another Wang or Li criminal gang, and it is precisely because of this that we dare not take action to eliminate them easily.

You have to figure out the profile of all key figures so we can close the net. "

Zhang Nan put down the cigarette and stamped it out, turned around and walked towards the iron gate: "I see—"

Han Youting looked at his back, opened her mouth hesitantly, and finally said loudly: "Be careful, three B-level supernatural investigators of our polling bureau died tragically during an undercover mission. A-level abilities, don't take it lightly and think that you are invincible—"

Zhang Nan turned around and smiled arrogantly: "I am invincible——"

a long time--

Han Youting laughed with a 'puchi', and said to herself: "Bragging——"

A few days later, No. 188, Green Sky Villa Area.

On the sofa in the living room, Chang Jincheng and Zhang Nan were sitting opposite each other, while Guo Yao stood aside.

Zhang Nan put the suitcase on the table and smiled faintly: "Old Chang, I brought you all the goods he swallowed."

Chang Jincheng held the Buddhist bead in his hand and chuckled: "A Sheng, aren't you surprised at all? That is a harmful drug."

Zhang Nan shrugged and said, "It's none of my business, as long as I make money."

Chang Jincheng was astonished, and then laughed loudly: "Okay, I'm sure I saw the right person. How about it, isn't it great to get rid of Tan Zhihong and become a prince?"

Zhang Nan tilted his neck, and said disdainfully, "Shuangmao, now I realize that even if I'm in the top position, so many brothers under me need to spend money, but I'm not earning as much as before."

After a pause, Zhang Nan smiled lightly: "Old Chang, give me a big order and let me do it. The business of 200 US dollars per gram is pretty good. Let my people ship the goods."

Chang Jincheng was astonished, and then laughed loudly: "Ah Sheng, you really have a big appetite, but you may be disappointed, the other bosses are also staring at this business, I can't just leave it like this for no reason. Give you a large batch of goods, they will not accept it."

Zhang Nan smiled lightly: "It's simple, let me meet and talk with those bosses in person."

At this time, Chang Qianqian carried the big and small bags of clothes she had just bought, and jumped left and right into the living room, followed by Song Zhimei.

When Chang Qianqian saw Zhang Nan on the sofa, she yelled excitedly and flew over: "Master, are you here to find me, I miss you so much—"

Zhang Nan hugged her small body and smiled faintly: "I miss you too."

Chang Jincheng stood up and patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and smiled: "Okay, don't think too much, just do what you have in hand, I'm going to Fusang tomorrow, and now I'm going out to do some errands.

It just so happened that your sister-in-law came back and asked her to cook. You can accompany Cici, and wait for me to come back to have a meal together in the evening. "

Chang Jincheng said goodbye to Chang Qianqian, and walked out: "Ayao, bring the goods—"

"Yes." Guo Yao stepped forward, grabbed the suitcase on the table, and quickly followed him out of the villa——

Zhang Nan looked at their backs and Song Zhimei standing at the door, and thought: Sure enough, I won't be allowed to meet other big shots so easily, it seems that Song Zhimei has to start.

Song Zhimei walked over, greeted Zhang Nan casually, and walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Chang Qianqian put her arms around his neck and giggled: "You've been so busy in a short time, so you have to spend time with me when you come this time."

Zhang Nan supported her slender waist, slowly touched her up, gently held her small steamed bun and rubbed it, smiled faintly: "Okay."