After getting off the elevated highway, the car continued to speed without slowing down.
The prisoner moaned and groaned from the back seat. Without looking back, I stabbed the prisoner hard with my swinging stick, knocking him out again and spitting out four bloody teeth.
Suddenly, a violent vibration came from the backpack.
The phone dinged immediately.
Holding the steering wheel with his left hand, he dragged his right hand across his backpack, took out a thick black brick made in China, and pressed the answer button.
"Hello. Child clerk?"
"it's me!"
"I'm April! Where are you now?"
"Five rings. International golf course."
"Okay. I'll note it down. Just stay there and don't move. I'll send a car to pick you up. It'll be there in eighteen minutes. The license plate number is..."
"Prepare to send Dawotang information, Beiyue wants to see you."
"Sorry Secretary April. I can't go."
The other end of the phone was stunned for three or four seconds before the surprised and disbelieving voice of Secretary April came out: "What? Say it again."
I held the phone and said quietly: "Report to Secretary April, please reply to Beiyue. I can't go to see him now."
"Master Tong, you..."
I didn't give Secretary April any chance and said coldly: "Please tell Nanyue. If he can wait, just wait. If he can't wait, there is no need to wait."
"He always does whatever he wants with me. Even if he is shot, I will accept it."
"Wait a minute, Teacher Tong, you want to..."
Without waiting for Secretary April to finish speaking, I hung up the phone and turned off the phone, turned the steering wheel and turned onto the brand new asphalt road, heading into the international golf course.
What comes into view is a picturesque landscape of green grass.
Blue sky, white clouds, lakes and rivers, short antique buildings with antique charm.
The golf course at your feet has an extraordinary history, and its ups and downs are quite legendary.
An international standard golf course is at least 200,000 square meters, which is at least ten times larger than an ordinary park.
There are only ten golf courses with formal licenses in the country, and the rest are selling them off.
Outside the Fifth Ring Road, there is such a large golf course, and this is the only one that has not yet been demolished.
September and October in Yandu are the best seasons.
The autumn wind blows gently from the artificial lake, bringing with it sparkling waves. The red oak trees imported from the beautiful country sway gently in the wind, making a pleasant sound.
The centuries-old trees purchased from all over the country at high prices are arranged in an orderly manner and are magnificent.
The willows on the bank of the artificial river, the ginkgo in front of the antique building, the ancient cypress in the rest area, the sycamore by the lake, and all kinds of green, red and yellow exotic flowers and plants are blowing in the wind, which is magnificent and beautiful.
A burst of cheers and cheers came, and I found my goal.
Crushing the lawn imported from abroad, I slowed down and approached slowly.
"Mr. Long wins!"
"Ah. Mr. Long won!"
"I knew it. Mr. Long will win. The champion must be Mr. Long."
"Mr. Long, you are the best."
"Mr. Long, your total score is sixty-eight. Professional players are not as good as your score. Tiger's best score this year was only sixty-eight."
"Mr. Long is treating me to a treat. Mr. Long is treating me to a treat."
On the flat grass, countless handsome men and beautiful women accompanied a group of bald, bald, big-bellied men who kept clapping and shouting.
This group of high-end people, whose total number cannot be estimated to be less than 200, is all wearing the most professional golf equipment, and a T-shirt alone is worth four figures.
The most expensive clubs cost tens of thousands each.
The beautifully dressed maids shuttled among the crowd carrying various drinks and delicacies, showing smiles that were happier than meeting their own mothers.
Countless men and women in white shirts were scattered around, watching closely and warily.
In the center, on the grass covered with red carpet, there is a long row of white tables.
On the table, there were three bright golden trophies and a pile of new red banknotes.
The crowd moved, and among the stars holding the moon, Long Guangyao, who stood out among the chickens, strolled out like an emperor, full of domineering power in his steps.
He gently waved to the cheering and applauding dog lickers at the headquarters, and when he reached another person, he stretched out his hands from a distance and shook hands with him with a smile.
"Oops, the chess move is just one step away. Mr. Long is still better."
"Mr. Zeng is too modest. My victory over Mr. Zeng today is partly due to Mr. Zeng's concession and partly due to luck."
"By the way, I have to thank Mr. Zeng for the pole."
"This set of poles was used by Tiger in the World Masters last year. It was auctioned for one million dollars. It is a perfect match for you, Mr. Long. One dragon and one tiger, a perfect match!"
"I bought this set of poles especially for you. Remember to play golf more and exercise your body and bones in the future."
"I don't dare to ask for such an expensive pole. It's a violation of discipline."
"Tch. What kind of discipline? Fourth brother, I am discipline! Just keep it when I tell you."
"I really can't accept it, it's too expensive."
"Take it as soon as I tell you! If something happens, Fourth Brother will take care of it."
"Okay! As long as Fourth Brother says this, I will accept it. I won't make Fourth Brother angry."
"Then it's over."
The person talking to Long Guangyao was an old handsome guy who looked very young.
The old handsome guy was only in his fifties, with a tall and tall figure and an excellent face, no worse than Xia Wuzhu.
Although the old handsome guy's face does not show any official star, his brilliant eyes reveal a more domineering look than Long Guangyao.
This is another giant figure whose strength is no less powerful than Long Guangyao!
The most terrifying thing is that this person's ancestry is seven points better than Xia Wuzhu!
When I saw Mr. Zeng, I immediately thought of a family!
bright!
Yongzhen Caiyun!
A king among kings with different surnames!
Alchemy iron coupon!
Great achievement!
Mu family!
Throughout the Ming Dynasty, Mujiayong Town Caiyun lasted for 260 years, which is a legend!
Like this Mr. Zeng, as long as he doesn't do anything that makes people and gods angry, sit down and eat, lie down and eat with his eyes closed, he can make and dance well, and he will be treated the same as the Mu family. Read the book
Of course, if you really did those things, it wouldn’t be a big deal!
His brothers and sisters alone can keep him safe for the rest of his life!
As expected, he was an awesome person who could make Long Guangyao shake hands and bow.
Mr. Zeng, the handsome old man, laughed at himself and said, "I'm really old, and I can't do what I do. You're so awesome, little Lao San. You've been better than me in everything you've done since you were a kid."
Long Guangyao lit a cigarette for Mr. Zeng respectfully and smiled lightly: "That's what my fourth brother has allowed me to do since I was little. When I learned to shoot a gun, my fourth brother taught me step by step."
"At that time, something big happened."
