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    The night was deep, but many people couldn't fall asleep. In the dark office at home, two men sat opposite each other, smoking cigarettes, completely speechless.

    After a while, the man in a suit sitting at the bottom couldn't help it anymore. He took a long drag on his cigarette, stood up and patted the armrest of the sofa angrily with a ferocious expression on his face. "Brother, this is the shit that someone has prepared."  The basin was smashed on our brothers' heads. On the ground of the new city, since our brothers started to set up shop to report, baseball bats are the only one. There is no semicolon anymore. Now the first to fifth floors of the Liehu Group office building have been smashed.  It was beyond recognition. Several security guards were piled up half dead. Everyone said they were a group of young people carrying baseball bats. This was obviously talking about us. In addition, plus your relationship with that person, that person  We had a fight with Sun Changhe at the Literary and Art Center tonight. No one would have thought that he was the one who belongs to us. We can¡¯t hide from him. But this matter has nothing to do with us. I was right in front of him just now.  Come on, some of them are playing mahjong, some are washing their feet, and some are playing cards. They don¡¯t dare to tell lies. If you don¡¯t have the eldest brother to speak, who dares to do such a big thing? You must know that the family law is ruthless."  .

    The elegant man sitting at the top pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with a calm expression. He was not infected by the anger of his most powerful brother at all. He asked calmly: "Okay, Zhou Jian, do you think they imitated him?"  Does it look like?"

    This elegant man is none other than the big boss of the Yese family, the famous Mr. Dong Qigang on Xincheng Road. The angry man sitting below is Mr. Dong's agent on the road, his most capable brother Zhou Jian.

    Zhou Jian was very angry but helpless and said: "To be honest, it's quite similar. Our signature is hitting the building with a baseball bat. We learn how to use it at home. This group of bastards even used guns. The game was just listening to the guns."  "Hang, you're not crazy yet, the superiors are keeping a tight grip on you."

    Dong Qigang shook Erlang's legs, lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "Well, I really followed the routine. He knew that Xiao Jiang and I were on good terms, and as soon as he got into conflict, I would make big moves, causing Xiao Jiang to borrow money from me.  The illusion of venting anger with his hands is really reasonable, but to avoid being too reasonable, we really suffered a dumb loss. However, I can figure things out. I believe there are many smart people who can figure it out too. Rumors  Stop with the wise."

    "But brother, he has been pushing the situation again and again. Now is your key stall. We can't make a mistake."  Zhou Jian was still angry. He stood up and rubbed his feet. He clenched his fists and rubbed them hard. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you let me know that it was the forced one who pretended to be us, I will kill him."

    Yu Zhenming, the boss of Xincheng, now intends to promote Dong Qigang as a representative of Xincheng's outstanding young entrepreneurs as a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. The materials have been submitted and are just waiting for a meeting. Now of course Dong Qigang must be cautious in his words and deeds.

    "Okay, don't spend the whole day beating up and killing people. Sprinkle bonuses. We will give out 200,000 to collect clues. In addition, tell the brothers to strictly guard the door and not to mess up. Jiang's phone can't be reached. Wait for an appointment with him tomorrow morning. Let's see.  Let¡¯s see what my brother, who is a master in solving crimes, has to say. Even if he is a ghost, he can only walk at night, and sooner or later he will have to be taken away by the Lord of Hell!¡±  Dong Qigang walked to the window and looked at the boundless night, not knowing what to think.

    "Brother, things are not going right lately and the people here are not good. Let the two bald brothers come back. They have been running away for more than two years. They are almost done. Besides, the family is short of hard work. Just in case  ,,,,,".

    "Well, do as you wish. You don't need to ask me the facts."  Dong Qigang waved his hand.

    Zhou Jian retreated in response.  As soon as Zhou Jian left, Dong Qigang, the always calm eldest brother, no longer had to put on airs. He walked to the sofa with a bang, smoked a cigarette, squinted his eyes and smiled bitterly. In this eventful night, Xiaojiang, what can you do?  What about disconnected communication?  , it really makes me scratch my head.

    Dong Qigang still had a helpless headache, but Youru was already furious.

    After Zhao Weixiong's pressure, Sun Changhe, who had escaped from the police station, received a report from his subordinates while lying on the hospital bed that tonight, forty or fifty people carrying baseball bats and shotguns rushed into the company's office building.  The fifth floor was smashed beyond recognition, and the security guard on duty had his arms and legs broken. Fortunately, the inside was not damaged, but it will probably last a year and a half.

    It¡¯s obvious who is behind it. The large-scale use of baseball bats is unique in Xincheng. No one dares to imitate it. No one else but Dong Qigang can do it. Moreover, smashing buildings is Dong Qigang¡¯s specialty. He has beaten Mr. Feng.  Qi's office building hit Hong Wangba's bar, and now it hit me, Sun, on my head.

    As for why Dong Qigang worked so hard, everyone knows that Jiang Feng and Dong Qigang are close.

    If the building is smashed, you can renovate it, if you are beaten, you can be hospitalized. These three things are small money for the Lihu Group, but there are some things that cannot be exchanged for money, such as Sun Changheface.

    Tonight, Sun Changhe finally understood that if you walk too much at night, you will encounter ghosts. Just because he had a few too many drinks at the literary center that night, he wanted to invite that fairy-like girl.  It's normal to have two drinks in a cultural center. How could a woman who was drinking with a man there be a good family?  It's nothing more than taking off his pants and licking the crotch of whoever has the power and money. If I, Sun, want to be at the helm of a state-owned enterprise that is most likely to go public in Xincheng, what do I want?  Is it a big deal to treat a girl to a drink?  , but I didn¡¯t expect that the competition would be a moderate disaster.

    Immediately afterwards, he was beaten violently. He had not tasted the feeling of being kicked for more than thirty years. Then he was caught in the security office for another round of training, and then he was thrown into the ga game. I thought that I had been in the past all these years.  Entering the scene at the back, in normal times, when had the dogs in the security office ever caught my eye?  Wasn't Gui Tuzi, the deputy director of the Security Department back then, scolded by me?  There is also a guy like Wu Li. In the eyes of outsiders, he is a member of the Municipal Bureau Party Committee and the leader of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. He is in an important position. He is indeed a character, but in his own eyes, he is not there.  When I met Heng Yi, even if I gave him face, under the turmoil of attracting investment, the status of merchants has made a qualitative leap. They are no longer scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, and how many officials have gone to work.

    But tonight, I instantly became a prisoner. Even if I wanted to make a phone call, I would have to shamelessly ask for admission, but I was rejected by Qian Jian. I mentioned several leaders and said they were familiar with them. Please give me some face.  , but when I entered the house, I directly said that you are not familiar with Director Jiang, so I can¡¯t give you this face.

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    I have been hit and scolded by you, and my face has been reduced to a thousand pieces by you. Okay, I admit it. Who told me that I was wrong first? Mayor Zhao called and asked me to  I apologize to that little yellow-haired girl, okay, I apologize and I apologize. Although he is a crotch-licker, who gave me a good father? I was going to apologize tomorrow morning, but you smashed my building overnight.  They hit me again and again and again, and they were just nodding their heads to the ground. You, surnamed Jiang, simply went too far.

    ¡°I¡¯ll admit it this time. From now on, all the beggars in the bad streets of Xincheng will step on me, Sun. Isn¡¯t your surname Jiang the one who licked the crotch of a girl surnamed Zhou?¡±  I think I, Sun Changhe, have worked hard for thirty years before we are in the situation we are in today. As a result, the second master who is played by a woman is so humiliated. Is it unbearable?  .

    "We all carry one head on two shoulders. As soon as one life is taken, we let go of the struggle. Whoever dies deserves it!"  .

    As he thought about it, Sun Changhe became angry, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth. Gradually, a trace of bright red flowed from the corner of his mouth.

    Young Master Dong thought that rumors stop at wise men, and the saying passed down by his ancestors was correct. However, Young Master Dong forgot that his ancestors also passed down a saying that a wise man will make mistakes every time he thinks.

    In a factory building in the suburbs, in the spacious and spacious workshop, there was no roar of machines, not even a single machine, only a dozen sandbags that were constantly shaking and twisting back and forth.

    "Ha!!!" A heroic and charming voice sounded, and a slim figure passed by like a ghost. Its sharp whip legs swept across a sandbag, and there was a muffled bang, and then the sandbag tried to be run away far away.  It swung like a swing, and when it hit the roof and bounced back, smoke and dust were everywhere, and a sporadic sound came. It turned out that the sandbag had leaked!  .

    A muscular man with a ponytail stood at the door, watching the figure keep dancing. The hunting wind brought by the hem of the windbreaker added a third of chill. He raised his brows slightly, and then quickly calmed down without any thoughts.

    Because it has never happened before, and even more because I dare not have it!  .

    The ponytail is very conceited. More than ten years ago, the ponytail was still very young. Although the ponytail looks very young now, it was really young at that time, not only with physical strength and mentality, but also with the pride and pride that belongs to young people.  and high-spirited.

    At the grassland meeting, the horses galloped wildly and won the first place. How high-spirited they were.  The only thing I regret in this life is that I was born in the wrong age. If I were born under the tent of the son of immortality, I would ride a horse, draw a hard bow, raise a scimitar and advance towards the place where the sun shines, and expand thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Only then can I live up to my manhood!  .

    It¡¯s just that in this era, the brave and fierce people are no longer warriors, but fugitives. During the escape process, he provoked the little girl herding the sheep because he killed a lone sheep and roasted it. The little girl back then  At only fourteen years old, he dared to fight a twenty-year-old fugitive with a sword.

    Ponytail I can't forget the hateful look in the girl's eyes when she was wrapped in a torn leather robe and had pigtails all over her head when she looked at the roasted leg of lamb. She can't forget the blush on the little girl's face that was exposed to the sun, let alone the girl.  When flying towards meThe flying expression of the wife and the shining sharpness of the waist knife.

    In just a moment, the little girl resolutely pulled out the sword, and after a close fight, Ponytail was surprised to find that this young girl had skills as good as her own, and she almost got stabbed several times.

    Ponytail tried her best to cope with it, but she was still stabbed in the thigh. Although no bones were hurt and her movements had been greatly slowed down, the little girl had no intention of stopping.

    Ponytail clearly remembered that he was lying on the green grass covered in blood, panting heavily and looking up like a dead fish. He looked up at the little braid that was covered in blood but was still thrown away all day long. He could not forget that scene under the sun.  The waist knife shone with cold light, and I can't forget the look of the arm holding the waist knife swinging down violently.

    In the end, the knife did not pierce. It was not because Tengri's immortal spirit appeared, but because a cry came from the wormwood not far away. The cry was heartbreaking. Not long after, a man and  A little boy as tall as wormwood appeared. It turned out that the little guy had been hiding in the grass.

    The girl with pigtails looked at the crying little boy, then looked at the ponytail lying on the ground waiting for death, and finally spared him.

    The gleaming knife didn't cut the ponytail into pieces, but cut the roasted sheep into pieces. The girl with pigtails tore the sheep into small pieces and fed it to her brother bit by bit. Look  Watching her brother eating in big bites, the little girl finally smiled. The ponytail warrior also couldn't forget that under the blue sky, on the vast and boundless grassland, the majestic wind blew through the wormwood, and the little girl who was about to attack just now shed tears.  , hugging her brother, smiling sweetly, her teeth are so white, a little dazzling.

    I shed tears because the only sheep in the family is gone. I laugh because I see my brother eating so deliciously.

    Then Ponytail began his career as a shepherd. Because he didn't dare to run, he would stab his leg once and would always cut it again on the unhealed wound. Therefore, over the years, Ponytail had only one cut on his leg.  Deep scar.

    The little girl's logic is very simple. You have to accompany my sheep. That sheep was left to me and my brother when my father left. If you roast my sheep, you have to accompany me. Even though you didn't eat a bite,  But you have to accompany me.

    "If there are no sheep, you have to go to work and accompany my sheep. If you work, make money, and accompany my sheep, that's just right. If you have sheep, you have to herd my sheep!"  .

    This companionship is a small twenty years.

    During the years of herding sheep, the man with the ponytail remembered that the little girl was lying on the grassland, holding grass in her mouth, looking at the eternal life, and murmuring softly, her father sent her two sisters to school, and her father said that he would work in the city to provide for her sisters.  After paying the tuition, my father said that he would pick me up and my brother after a while. My father said that when I have enough money, I would also go to school. My father said,,,,,,,,,.

    At that time, the little girl¡¯s eyes were pure and bright, like a blue lake, clear and blue.

    Finally, the little girl entered the city from the grassland, but she could not enter the school because her father, who pushed the cart to deliver goods, did not have enough money to send all four children to school, and because her father, who rode a three-wheeler to solicit customers, could not afford to pay her and her parents.  My brother¡¯s tuition fee.

    Because,,,,,,,,,,,,because,,,,,,,,,,,.

    The little girl began to scavenge with her younger brother, carrying snakeskin bags and walking on the city streets. In their eyes, every trash can contained endless treasures, which was their childhood.

    Scavengers also have competition. This is my territory. You two bastards are not allowed to come and rob it. My younger brother was even slapped by an old beggar.

    The little girl knows that there are many people she cannot afford to offend. She can be pushed, she can be wronged, she can do anything, but she cannot hit my brother.

    So, she lit up her machete, and a cold light flashed.

    She can freely pick up rags,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,she no longer picks up rags herself,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,she  You can stop picking up rags,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.

    (To be continued)
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