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Text Chapter 741 Gong Hu¡¯s tough bones

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    Around three o'clock in the afternoon on the 12th day of the twelfth lunar month, heavy snow fell in the capital.  The exit of West Railway Station.  Su Chunfeng walked out of the station wearing a black coat, a blue and white plaid scarf and a black casual beret.  He obviously looked quite fashionable, but beside him was a short and thin old man, wrapped in a military green cotton coat, with a pair of triangular eyes, a sharp mouth and unkempt beard, who looked cunning and slovenly. He also wore a  A black and blue cotton hat with ear protection that is unknown how old it is, wearing baggy blue jeans, black snow-covered cotton boots In short, you can be as rustic as you want, no matter where you go, you will turn heads.  All 100 percent.  Unexpectedly, this old guy still looked arrogant, walking half a step in front of Su Chunfeng with his pointed chin raised, as if he was deliberately letting everyone see that Su Chunfeng was his follower. ? Okay.  Fortunately, Su Chunfeng never cared much about such false things, otherwise any young man who wanted to save face would probably keep a distance from this wretched old guy.  "Humphspit!" Gong Hu, who happened to have a slight cold in the past few days, sniffed hard and then spit it out.  Su Chunfeng, who had gained experience along the way, quickly raised his right hand with the tissue that had been prepared long ago to catch the thick phlegm and mucus spitted out by Gong Hu, then waved his hand without hesitation and threw the tissue into the trash can not far away.  .  "Hey, good skills!" Gong Hutian gave a thumbs up shamelessly.  Su Chunfeng shook his head helplessly, hailed a taxi, stuffed a pack of tissues into Gong Hu's hand, patted the snow that fell on him, pushed him into the car, and said, "Be careful when you go out.  If you meet someone who knows you, they will laugh at us Pingyang people for being uncivilized and uncivilized.¡± This sentence hit Gong Hu¡¯s pain point extremely accurately.  He shivered, sat in the car, took out a tissue and kept it in his hand, and then said loudly and deliberately: "Chunfeng, you see I have a cold, and you don't prepare a mask for me. Our own body and bones are in danger."  You don¡¯t have to be careful, but you have to be careful not to infect others, right?¡± What the taxi driver saw in the rearview mirror was a kind-hearted old man who didn¡¯t look like much and was dressed in simple clothes. He couldn¡¯t help but say.  : "Old man, a cold is a minor illness, it's nothing to worry about!" "Sigh." Gong Hu covered his nose and mouth with a tissue and waved his hand.  The driver¡¯s master was so moved: ¡°Where are you from?¡± Gong Hu said nothing.  "I am from Pingyang, Yuzhou." Su Chunfeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smiled, feeling regretful and secretly cursing himself for being stupid - he had thought that this trick would work, and he would not be looked down upon and disliked by others during the few hours on the train.  .  ¡°What a good old man¡± the driver praised.  Gong Hu¡¯s triangular eyes narrowed into two curved slits, showing humility as he waved his hands repeatedly.  Su Chunfeng smiled and said nothing - Gong Hu apart from his low quality and slovenly image, he is indeed a good person.  Speaking of which, Gong Hu, a naturally gifted man, is quite unlucky. As long as any warlock in the Qimen Jianghu reaches the realm of pure body, it can be said that he can completely prevent minor illnesses such as colds.  But what about Gong Hu?  It has gotten much better in the past few years. It was not easy for my wife Qi Cui to call her "old medicine jar" at home.  Traffic jams seem to be a common thing in Beijing.  It¡¯s snowing, and the roads are even more congested.  From the West Railway Station to the mysterious office building with tight security on the East Third Ring Road, the taxi drove for a full hour and a half before finally stopping like a snail in front of the gate that was already covered with thick snow.  After getting off the car, Gong Hu, who had endured the whole journey, rushed to the trash can, blew a bunch of his nose, and walked leisurely back to Su Chunfeng. He looked up at the strange courtyard that was heavily guarded and had armed police standing guard, but there was no name of the unit.  , and the slightly old small office building.  "Is it right here?" "Yeah." Su Chunfeng nodded.  Gong Hu walked away and walked towards the open door next to the main door.  Then, he was stopped by armed police.  Gong Hu glared, circled around the stern-looking young warrior, pointed at his red nose and said, "Do you know who I am?" The warrior shook his head with an indifferent expression.  Su Chunfeng walked over and pulled Gong Hu behind him. He apologetically took out his ID from his pocket and handed it to the little soldier.  After seeing it, the little warrior nodded and stood aside.  "Let's go." Su Chunfeng frowned slightly, greeted Gong Hu slightly unhappily, and strode forward.Walking inside - although I don't have a bad impression of Gong Hu from the bottom of my heart, I still can't stand the fact that this wretched old guy acts arrogantly all day long, but has no moral character at all.  "Hey, your ID is valid, let me take a look." Gong Hu followed behind and reached out to pull it out from Su Chunfeng's arms.  "What's there to see?" "Look what's going on?" Gong Hu glared: "You're a fool, a traitor from the Qimen Jianghu, why did you forget your roots after holding half an official position?" Su Chunfeng had no choice but to  He took out his ID and handed it to Gong Hu.  Gong Hu took the blue special ID and turned it over and over for a long time, then threw it to Su Chunfeng: "I can't read." Su Chunfeng was speechless.  An old man and a young man walked into the deserted office building. They first arrived at the door of Luo Tonghua's office, knocked on the door but received no response, then came to the door of Director Wu's office, knocked on the door and entered.  "Hello, Director Wu," Su Chunfeng said politely.  "Oh, it's fresh." Wu Jian stood up from behind his desk with a surprised expression and said with a smile, "Why did you come to my place on your own initiative? Who is this?" Su Chunfeng introduced: "Gong Hu." "Yeah.  ? Famous! "Wu Jian smiled and stretched out his hand to Gong Hu, saying: "Master Gong has become famous in the world by crossing two realms in one fell swoop." Gong Hu looked surprised.  Jian shook hands and said, "Aren't you a warlock?" "Oh, I'm not." Wu Jian asked the two of them to sit on the sofa, while he enthusiastically made tea and water, and took the good cigarettes placed under the coffee table.  come out.  "You are not a warlock and you are in charge of Qimen Jianghu?" Gong Hu directly expressed his dissatisfaction in a very low-level manner.  Su Chunfeng almost couldn't help laughing.  Wu Jian was stunned for a moment, thinking who the hell is this person?  Can you speak?  However, he kept an indifferent smile and said naturally: "It's not about management. The people's government is for the people. I won't be hypocritical and say that I serve Qimen Jianghu, but the key point of the word management is still one  "Li Zi." The uneducated Gong Hu didn't turn around for a long time. He impatiently pulled out the tobacco rod from his waist and stuffed the tobacco leaves into the pot while saying, "Dad, I'm fucked."  Regardless of whether you are in service or management, the things you have done recently are not honest" "What's wrong?" Wu Jian said with a smile, "Do you have any suggestions?" Gong Hu took two puffs of cigarette and glared.  He said with eyes: "Are you not as unreasonable as you? What kind of bastards are those in Fudimen? You didn't care about them, catch them, or kill them earlier. That's it. They went to the capital and showed up at your door."  Instead, you treat them as ancestors and protect them. Isn¡¯t this fucking nonsense? Okay, I won¡¯t talk about it, but there is nothing wrong with Wang Qimin¡¯s disciple Pingwa wanting to take revenge.  Of course! Well, even if they are the inheritors of trickery, if you officials and those bastards from Qimen Jianghu wear the same pants, and everyone can get rid of whatever shit they do, then that¡¯s okay, anyway, it¡¯s a dog-day-  This has been the case since ancient times, and I can¡¯t care less. But what¡¯s wrong with us Pingyang, the inheritors of trickery? What¡¯s wrong with me, Gong Hu and Cheng Xiazi?  Are your balls hurting?" Gong Hu pointed at Su Chunfeng and said, "It's true that this kid has caused a lot of trouble, but he is a reasonable and good guy after all. He still holds half of your official position. Why do you want him?  Mom can do such a shameless thing and sell us all out! How can we live in the world in the future? " No one can stand Gong Hu's constant swearing and swearing. The clay figure still has a bloody personality.  , not to mention the dignified Director Wu Jian?  Wu Jian frowned and said coldly: "Gong Hu, pay attention to your attitude! Wang Qimin, you, and Cheng Xiazi are old friends, right? You have long known that he is the inheritor of trickery, and you also know that trickery is in Qimen  His position in the history of Jianghu has been concealed from the entire Jianghu. This is a cover-up! We did not hold you and Cheng Xiazi accountable because both of you are rare magic masters in the contemporary Qimen Jianghu.  In the name of the older generation, and you have done nothing evil in the past. It's better that you don't know how to reflect on your mistakes, and you are still reasonable. You dare to go to the door to ask questions. What kind of place do you think this is, yelling and pointing fingers?  What are you talking about?" "Hey, who are you trying to scare? Just arrest me and kill him!" Gong Hu hit the coffee table twice with his cigarette stick.     have to!  With one sentence, all room for relaxation was blocked.  Isn¡¯t this nonsense?  Wu Jian said angrily: "I asked someone to arrest you now, and I turned against you?" "Hey, I don't have much ability, and my life is cheap, but I only have a few bones in my body.The head is harder than others!  Gong Hu's triangular eyes widened into circles, and his unruly beard twitched: "Let me tell you clearly, my surname is Gong Hu, and I have no intention of returning alive when I come to the capital this time!"  Damn it!  " "That's unreasonable!  "Wu Jian was so angry that he immediately slapped his hand on the table. Gong Hu stood up suddenly, scratched his neck and said: "I tell you, surnamed Wu, you really pissed me off, I will kill you now!  " "You" Wu Jian was completely confused. He thought to himself: How could there be such a person in the world? Gong Hu could live to such an old age instead of being killed early It's a fucking miracle. "  And that brat Su Chunfeng was sitting there silently, drinking tea leisurely. It seems that this brat dragged Gong Hu over to start a fight. You should try to persuade him, so that both parties can step down. Damn it.  What good will it do to you if things are really deadlocked? ¡­ PS: Yesterday was a busy day Of course, the main reason is that I have become more serious about my code. I am getting more and more nervous now that I have been writing in a low-key manner~~  There will be more updates tonight, I¡¯m not sure how much~
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