"Old Xu!"
Yang Rong stared in the Judicial Committee office.
"How could it be that so many people died last night and you disappeared this afternoon?"
"Do you know how many calls these people have made to you?"
This is what Yang Rong roared at me the moment I returned to the office.
He is not a quick-tempered person, I know that.
But if you want to say that I am right about this matter, it doesn't make sense.
But if he is of the same mind as me, even if he is angry at this time, he should suppress it. This is not the time to explode.
He is at the helm of a powerful and elite army. What does he want to do with this whole thing? Do you want to separate the family? Or have you negotiated with Master Bao behind your back?
I found that during the few hours I left Menneng, my mind became much clearer and my analytical skills were also strengthened.
I smiled and stretched out my hand to hug the angry Yang Rong's shoulders, but he threw him away. I could only reach out a second time: "Yang Rong, please understand, every family has a scripture that is difficult to recite."
I hugged him and walked behind the desk, wanting to calm down a bit. The old falcon in the room was still waiting with his eyes half open, but...
Yang Rong lowered his head while listening to me. When he passed by the trash can, he raised his head and glared at me: "Isn't your family's scriptures so difficult to recite?"
Bang!
He kicked over the trash can.
Pikachu poured it out of the trash can.
Yang Rong raised his arm and took off my hand. He stared and said, "Xu Ruifeng, do you know how many lives are tied to you?"
"How could you..." He pointed at Pikachu on the ground, his face turning red.
Finally turned around and left.
The room was full of people, but no one dared to speak.
I said without changing my expression: "Old Yaoying, please arrange for someone to come and follow. I want to know whether he went to 729 or to the village."
The old harrier groaned: "Do you have an explanation?"
I looked at him.
"I'll do it right away."
Yutou didn't understand the military affairs, so he muttered: "What do you mean?"
Banbula explained: "If we go to 729, let's follow Mr. Xu and bring good wine to apologize; if we go to the village, wouldn't we have to carry a seven-star knife in our hands?"
The old smoker scratched his head with his hand: "Why are there so many twists and turns?"
"You still don't understand?"
"Yang Rong is confident!"
Banbula explained in detail: "How did our Master Xu stabilize him back then? Because he couldn't deal with Master Bao!"
"What if Master Bao takes the initiative to contact me at this time and say 'let's forget the past'?"
"The two of them cooperated inside and outside. After taking down Meng, they can let Yang Rong take charge. Does he still need to look at our Master Xu's face?"
"But he can't give it directly, so who does he become?"
"The winner is a licentious man who killed two women at night. Only then can Yuan Shao assassinate Dong Zhuo. Otherwise, wouldn't he become a traitor?"
"Yes, no one cares about this in Mengneng, but the person who does this has to think about it in his own mind. He has to think about what to do in the future. He can't have a few little fishes and shrimps popping up from behind and dare to point at him. My nose says it’s a slave with the third surname, right?”
"Um!"
Yutou kept coughing.
Only then did Banbula react. He looked at me and gave himself a big mouth: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xu, I'm a bitch."
What do you want me to do? !
I could only change the topic and ask: "Where is Lao Qi?"
"Ku Li, we got a lot of arms this time. The small warehouse is already full, now we are going to the big warehouse."
After Banbula finished speaking, he raised his head: "Master Xu, do you think we can do this..."
"Put out another amount of money and let the black people in your hands also train the security camps and police stations. I can see the people Lao Qi received this time. They are all full of energy and are not security camps at all. These people can compare.”
"If our security camp and police could do this, how much more at ease would we feel?"
This is exactly what I was thinking: "Okay, I'll tell them later."
"Let Dahei continue training in 729, Erhei go to the security camp, and the rest go to the police station."
"Then your safety?" Banbula thought for a while: "I'm afraid those Wa people alone are not enough... But if you want to find someone like Dahei, it's really hard to find. I even asked specifically about this whole situation. In the year, there were two batches of such people on the Zhao family's ship, and the first batch sold them quite expensively."
I suddenly remembered the first time I boarded the Zhao family's boat: "I caught up that time too."
"Master Xu, why didn't you buy it back?"
I lit a cigarette: "I had trouble buying cigarettes at that time."
At this time, the old harrier opened the door and came back. He looked at me and nodded in response: "That's it."
I showed the back of my hand to him and hooked my hand back.
The old hawk lowered his head and came closer.
"hand."
The old harrier raised his head and looked at me and said, "Sir, nothing else."
"hand!"
The old harrier reluctantly raised his hand, and I rolled up my sleeves along my clothes. I saw the blue inside of my elbow and the scabs on the back of my hand with several new pinholes...
"I haven't told you about the rules of the army, have I?"
"The rule Yang Rong set for the 729th Military Region was that anyone who dared to touch this thing would be shot without leaving a single person alive."
"Have you had enough?"
"Did you know that once the needle is moved, it will be difficult for the gods to drag you out from the pile of dead people?"
The old kite drooped its head and remained silent.
That way, it's like saying again: "You can scold me."
I looked at Yutou and said, "You don't even want to fucking dissuade me!"
Yutou responded as if he and I were from two completely different worlds: "Master Xu, to people in the world, this is nothing."
"As long as it doesn't delay things..."
"Fuck you!"
I walked over, grabbed his wrist, rolled up his sleeves, and patted the dark skin: "You said it so lightly, why didn't you?"
"How do you know that letting the needle bite into the flesh is fatal!"
I pointed at the old falcon, gritted my teeth and said, "Go to the dark prison, right now!"
"I don't believe that I went to the dark prison and you still can't quit. If you can't quit, you will stone me for the rest of your fucking life! Keep He Chuntian company!"
Everyone in the room looked at me, and I was furious.
The old falcon finally spoke: "Sir, I am definitely taboo."
His eyes were red.
But I know, in these few places, who can quit? What's more, now that he holds the entire Meneng bulk cargo in his hands, what should he avoid? It's true that he can remember the place where the goods are sold.
But I have to do this and say this.
There are too few people in my hands that I can completely control to death. Everyone in this room is tied together by their own interests. I really don't trust them.
If, if, there could be one more person, even if it was just one person who was as sincere, I would at least have one less thing to worry about.
Liu Bei can still throw his children. I am already connected with the old falcon eagle. Can't we still be close to each other?
Beep, beep, beep.
Old Falcon's phone rang. He took out the phone and answered the call: "Well, don't stare. Pull back."
After hanging up the phone, he looked up at me and said three numbers: "729."
call.
I feel much more relaxed now.
"Okay, now we have a guy, and Yang Rong's thoughts are clear, so don't be stunned."
Yutou still didn't understand: "What are you doing?"
Banbra: "The peacemaker at that time."
"To whom?"
"drink wine!"
"Oh, I'll go then." (End of chapter)
