"Hello?"
In Bangkang's office, when the phone rang again, I heard Lao Zhao's voice again: "Xu, do we have any misunderstanding?"
I deliberately sneered and said, "How is this possible? My relationship with the Zhao family has always been very good. We have never blushed. Why do you think so?"
"oh……"
"Then why did I hear that Bangkang is under martial law?"
I answered very calmly: "Shouldn't it?"
"Now the research team from the east is inspecting Bangkang. Considering our relationship with the Eastern Shan State, shouldn't we impose martial law? If the Eastern Shan State moves the members of the research team, our business with an annual revenue of over 10 billion will be completely ruined. Already..."
I even asked a little more: "No, I'm so conscientious, shouldn't you be happy? I have your shares here, so why are you asking if there is any misunderstanding?"
"No...hahahaha...what, haven't I said hello to you before? There is a woman in Bangkang who owes me money from the Zhao family. She lost contact with her, so I asked someone to do something."
"I know this."
Lao Zhao continued on the phone: "Now that things are almost done, and a few lives have been lost, plus the sudden martial law in Bangkang, people can't evacuate. I just thought that you don't intend to give me this face." Is it over?"
"That's not possible. Just keep it in your heart and say you can't."
"What's our relationship?"
"Can I prevent you from coming off stage?"
"Let's do this, give me their phone number and I'll have someone take them out of the city."
"Old Zhao, to tell you the truth, when the investigation team came, I was so busy that I couldn't reach your case now. Isn't it just an ordinary security case? The police station below will handle it. I I only heard about it after you called me... Hey, how many lives did they take?"
"Well……"
"Old Zhao? Old Zhao?"
"Hello~"
Toot, toot, toot.
The call was hung up.
The next second, I heard the busy tone and moved the phone away from my ear. I looked at the phone in my hand and said with a smile, "Is this too fake?"
How could I let those people leave Bangkang?
They specially selected the research team to come here to cause trouble. Isn't this just giving me eye drops in front of the leader?
If I let them go, what will people in Southeast Asia think of me in the future?
My Bangkang is a fucking public toilet. You can come and leave whenever you want?
Also, are you, the person named Zhao, a little too arrogant?
I almost didn't get a DNA test report from Boureia, but the situation fell apart. As long as the test results you sent were tampered with, I also know that you gave me a little thought for it, but in the end, you sent them... Selfless.
You don’t worry if I, Xu Ruifeng, don’t fall, right?
That's it, do you expect to enjoy the dividends of the 'Import and Export Port' with me?
Are you afraid that you have never been to Datong in your life? Even if you have heard friends in the world talk about the Datong mine, you will know that no joint-stock mine can be stable without a few lives. Are you really treating me, Xu Ruifeng, as your own child? If you say I'll take you to play, then I have to take you to play, right?
In the past, I would have yelled these words directly on the phone and immediately broke up with him.
Now?
Never will!
I will cater to you and say to you, I will flatter you and say that if you dare to stretch out the dog's paw, I will cut it off immediately with a knife.
Then he looked at you fiercely and told you: "This is the result of daring to reach into my pocket!"
…
Meng Neng.
Dark prison.
Yutou, Lao Yanqiang, and Mian Pang carried two large bags of things and surrounded the old kite eagle. At that time, the old kite eagle was tied to a big tree with five-flowered flowers and a bandage on the back of his hand that could relieve drug addiction. Every moment of pain.
"Brother, I bought you some pajamas and cigarettes, and I also said hello to the guard. If you feel more energetic, if not, just buy a bag."
After Mianpai put down the plastic bag, Yutou also came over: "We also bought fruits and cooked food. In addition, we left some money with the guards for you. Let them buy whatever you want. If the money is not enough, just Call us and our brothers will send it to you."
The old harrier was tied to a tree and looked down. He saw that his feet were filled with things sent by his brothers, and then he cursed half-jokingly: "Are you fucking visiting the grave?"
The brothers were all laughing like this, as if no one took it seriously that Old Falcon was in prison.
After laughing enough, Yutou said: "If you don't want to go to the grave, put it aside for now. Anyway, this time, we will make you angry."
The old smoker responded habitually: "Can you not get angry? The research team hasn't left yet, and something like this happened to Bangkang. There is such a bridge around him, and..."
He said something unconsciously, and Old Falcon's entire face immediately darkened. It was as if he had just realized it, and he was completely embarrassed on the spot.
He seemed to remember what he had done in Bangkang these days, and the days and nights were playing before his eyes like a movie...
They were obviously in a meeting, so the moment he reached out to wipe his mouth, he found that his nose was dripping with tears and he could only turn around and go to the toilet in front of everyone;
I was obviously going out to do some errands, but as soon as I got into the car after finishing my errands, I got addicted, and when I opened my eyes again, what was supposed to be a sunny morning turned into the setting sun;
Obviously I am here to do what the man has to do when it is inconvenient to do it, but now what?
Losing contact has become the norm. It is normal not to take the car keys or mobile phone when going out. Except for the needle that must be put in the bag to not lose it, it seems that there is no important thing or person in my world anymore.
What's going on here?
Looking up again, when the old kite came out of his thoughts, the brothers in front of him had long gone, and there were only a few coolies in the distance drooling at the plastic bags in front of them.
"roll!"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Are you so depressed?
Have I, Yao Sihai, reached the point where I dare to even care about such a person?
Then when I was in Bangkang, what kind of unbearable environment did my bridge have to...
The old hawk lowered his head again.
He is like countless drug addicts. When he is normal, he will swear and vow that he will definitely quit. But as soon as the addict comes up, he will become like "give me one more bite and I will quit, just one bite"!
The old harrier looked up at the sunset. In the gentle sunshine, a figure was looking at him with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigarette in his mouth.
That was also Yao Sihai, but that Yao Sihai was the high-spirited Yao Sihai standing at the door of the night show. It was the Yao Sihai who was greeting the guests and had a flexible mind.
At that time, Yao Sihai was surrounded by a group of brothers and had countless banknotes in his bag. No matter where he went, people would nod and bow, and call him respectfully: "Mr. Yao."
What about now?
A gust of wind blew up, and the sand in the mine obscured his eyes. When the old eagle waited for the wind and sand to pass before looking around, he only saw a ragged, skinny man sitting on the street. He was covered in sores and no one dared to approach him. When thieves picking up bags on the street passed by, they wanted to spit on him.
"Master Yao."
A green-skinned soldier came over at this time: "The doctor said, you can't tie me up all the time, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it after you stop bleeding."
"We agreed, I'll loosen the rope for you right now, but you can't run."
The old harrier smiled bitterly and nodded.
No matter how the green soldier pulled out the needle of the intravenous drip on his hand, he had just stopped injecting the medicine into his body, and he could already feel the unbearable feeling of thousands of bugs crawling on his body, as if he couldn't live without an injection. Same.
The old harrier fell down along the trunk of the tree as soft as noodles. When he couldn't stand up after being hunched on the ground for several times, he tilted his dusty face and said this to the green soldier who was collecting the rope: "Brother, Can you... give me another injection..."
The green soldier looked at him and said, "Master Xu said, whoever dares to give you that thing will be buried with the whole family. Do you think I dare?"
Master Xu!
These two words seemed to restore a glimmer of clarity to his gradually devoured soul world. The problem was that Old Falcon's first thought at this moment was that his life was over. Otherwise, how could he still have such thoughts in such a situation?
The mouth has already swollen the face, isn't that enough? !
return! No! enough! Well! (End of chapter)
