"Brother is wrong."
"Brother is wrong, okay?"
On a sunny afternoon, Burea was pouting in the "security camp". When he saw me, he didn't even say hello, and turned around to leave.
I am so tired. I have been busy from last night to noon today, busy gathering surrendered troops, cleaning equipment, and recovering vehicles... But when I saw Burea being released, I still had to grab his shoulders, for fear that this kid would pass by me. slip.
"Let go."
Burea just left two words coldly, and walked away the moment I let go.
He was really angry, not only with me, but also with Lao Qiao.
I guess this kid thinks that we treat him as an outsider, yet no news of such a big matter has been revealed to him.
I looked at Burea's back and wanted to say something, but the shouting behind me stopped me: "Little mute!"
It's Yang Rong.
He was also very busy, but this big change didn't leave him any time to talk. It was only after one night passed that I caught his shadow.
"Old Qiao asked me to give this to you."
He handed over a folder, on which I saw a dense list of personnel, mobile phone numbers, and even bank card account numbers.
"What the hell?"
I asked in confusion.
Yang Rong explained: "From today on, all the people in Nawu belong to you."
Holding this document, I raised my head and looked at Yang Rong, a surging emotion rushing out of my heart.
I'm liberated!
Lao Qiao lost the control of Mr. Bao, and after I killed five people in Chiang Mai and left my face completely under the camera, I was completely liberated.
After Lao Qiao knew that I could not return to the country and had nowhere to betray him, he finally believed me completely.
At this time, even if I send my mother and Aunt Fang back to China, no one will ask me a question, because what I represent will no longer be that lonely soul, but become a powerful one.
"Hey, don't make this happen."
Yang Rong walked into the building of the security camp with his head lowered, while I lowered my head and looked at the list as if reading a document. In silence, I merged with the whole Meng Neng.
At this time, my identity is the commander of the Imperial Guard under Lao Qiao, and I am very powerful in Meng Neng!
"Sincerity? Sincerity!"
I pulled my neck and shouted in the security camp, sincerely hitting the convoy parked in the courtyard of the security camp and walking over with a folder: "Boss, there are four armored vehicles in total, trucks..."
I looked at him silently and handed over the folder in my hand: "From today on, you are Nawu."
The boy looked at the folder, saw the familiar names in the file, and understood what was going on. So, he raised his head and said, "Boss, can you not change the name?"
I smiled and gave him a light punch, hitting his shoulder.
At that time, the entire Menneng sky seemed to have dispersed clouds.
Sincerity also laughed with me in the courtyard of the security camp. I asked him, "Why are you laughing?"
Sincerely turned his head in embarrassment. This action showed that he was sincerely happy, just as sincere as Boureia: "I knew time would give me the answer."
"Pretentious."
What made me completely believe in sincerity was that when we were in the hotel in Chiang Mai, Tu Guang was obviously biased towards Lao Qiao, but he chose me.
Apart from me, sincerity has no one to rely on. Just like I have to be by Lao Qiao's side to survive. Once I fall, sincerity will be drowned by the flood immediately.
So I trust him, but I will only give this trust once.
"elder brother!"
Tu Guang, who was kneeling in the yard and handcuffed to the wall behind his back, saw that no one else was around me, so he opened his mouth and shouted.
I looked at him.
"Brother!"
"Brother!!"
Tu Guang used his knees as feet to move forward twice: "Brother, I was wrong, give me a chance, give me a chance..."
A sinister smile appeared on my face.
Sincerely but beyond my expectation, I walked over, took out a gun from behind in front of the green soldiers in the courtyard, pointed it at Tu Guang's head and pulled the trigger - bang!
I looked at him and said, "Who asked you to shoot?"
Sincerity is quite puzzled and aggrieved: "I...you..."
Only now do I understand how the emotions of the superior will react!
I sighed: "Go to work, go to work, and check everyone on the document. Everyone must check it accurately."
I waved at him, but surprisingly I couldn't blame him.
Because once you blame him, no one will ever regard your happiness and anger as his own. Lao Qiao said that this is a way of representing loyalty.
I have to go, I have to go home. The old lady at home still doesn’t know how anxious she is. There was such a big fight last night. She must have frightened her.
At this time, I didn't care what kind of car I was driving, and just walked over to a pickup truck. When I walked to the car door and was about to open the door, I even saw the key inserted in the car through the glass, but I couldn't touch it in my hand. The door handle was stunned for a moment.
In the reflection, I was covered in blood, on my shirt, on my pants, on my hands, everywhere. If I entered the house, let alone the old lady, even Aunt Fang would be scared to death.
I have to change clothes and take a shower, so the hotel run by Old Qiao can only be my next destination.
I opened the door, got into the military green pickup truck, kicked the accelerator and drove out.
It seems that Old Falcon's aunt opened a high-end clothing store in Menneng...
I picked up the phone. The key is that my appearance is really not suitable for shopping: "Hello?"
"Mr. Xu."
Today, Old Harrier answered my call very quickly. The phone just beeped once before he picked it up.
Without waiting for me to speak, Old Falcon took the initiative to report: "Mr. Xu, Director Banbula and Battalion Commander Sesuo have finished shipping the goods. They have collected the money and gave me twenty, do you think?"
"Just keep it." I had no time to talk nonsense. I was so tired that I just wanted to go back and take a nap: "By the way, does your sister-in-law open a clothing store in Meng Neng?"
"Ah...ah..."
"What are you stuttering about?"
Up to this point, I didn’t feel that there was any ambiguity in what I said: “That’s right, I have something to do now and I can’t leave. You ask her to bring me some clothes. She wants my size, which is about the same. Send it to Lao Qiao's hotel, room number...0726."
I said this familiar number casually, completely unconsciously, otherwise I wouldn't know which room I would stay in when I arrived at the hotel.
"Mr. Xu~Mr. Xu..."
"My aunt, I guess, was sued for illegally raising funds in China, so she came here. She is a very responsible person."
"Why are you telling me this? Are you sick?"
"Hurry!"
I hung up the phone and drove all the way to the hotel. All I could think about at that time was taking a shower and changing clothes, I swear!
Thanks to Mr. Chenxing LL for the chapter recommendation, thank you very much!
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