Foreword:
I have spent billions of kalpas thinking upside down, and I have not gone through the monk kalpas to obtain the Dharmakaya.
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"Go on, drink when you are thirsty."
The eldest sister was sitting in front of the 48th district consul and his family, motionless.
She was not smiling, nor was she angry, and could hardly show any emotion. She was happy and angry, holding a diary in one hand and a pen in the other, like an ordinary little scribe.
The head of the family's name is Robben Van Persie. He is forty-one years old and he still doesn't seem to understand what the eldest sister means.
"Go on?"
Laina, the caring little daughter, was also the same, and she was surprised and stunned.
"Drink when you're thirsty?"
The eldest sister: "Is there something wrong?"
Robben was very puzzled, so he immediately explained: "Everything has been done according to your wishes, Anonymous - is there anything else you want to say?"
Laina echoed: "Yes! Big sister..."
Before Laina could finish speaking——
——Xue Ming immediately interrupted.
"Let's start from what you said last time. If you can't remember it, I'll help you think about it."
The train restarts and runs from District 11 to District 48, heading towards its starting point. It seems that everything starts over again. There will be countless disasters in the past and future. Similar things will happen again. The same story will be told again, but the trend of history will always follow. The long river of time rushes forward - as Edward said.
We are born and live so that our children can remember our own way of living and live better.
For Xueming, the Little Brotherhood or other drug dealers and gangs are not the focus, the focus is the Van Persie family.
"Anonymous..." Robben's face became ugly: "You told me that as long as I cooperate with your work, you will protect my family's safety. You want me to get on the armed train and fight against these barbaric people in Guangling. I can understand people riding in the same car. But now you lock my family with these criminals, this thing - I don't understand."
"Not only your family." The eldest sister said bluntly: "And you, Robben Van Persie - you must not leave yourself out, as if you are staying out of the matter."
Robben was about to retort——
——The eldest sister took out the Sig Sauer 1911 from Hasband’s molle gun pocket.
When the cold bullets hit the table, Robben finally understood that this Ouchi secret agent, this proud and ruthless personal guard was not joking.
"Let me help you recall, Miss Laina." Xueming Buxu Buji said: "As for what you said last time -"
"——It's called coming out to mess around. What's the use of being able to fight? You have to have power! That's it. What does this power mean?"
Xueming's eyes became aggressive, almost hurtful, and could burn the skin of the three members of the family. Those heroic eyes were like the eyes of a tiger. When they locked onto Laina, they almost strangled her throat.
Laina's breathing also became rapid.
Xueming asked: "What do you mean? Tell me, last time I left in a hurry and was only focused on fighting the little brotherhood. I didn't have time to ask about this matter in detail. If you can't answer, I want your father to Come and answer.”
Laina said tremblingly: "I don't know...I just talked nonsense...I..."
Xueming looked at Mr. Robben: "Talking nonsense?"
Robben put on an ugly smile, but secretly he was itching his teeth with hatred.
"Yeah... the kid is ignorant and just talking."
On the side, the matron of the Van Persie family held her husband's arm and joined in with her.
"Yes, yes, yes...just joking."
Xueming then said: "Who taught her to talk nonsense? Is she self-taught?"
Laina finally became cruel and wanted to pay for her stupid mouthpiece, and suddenly confessed to Xueming: "Sister! You want my life, don't you?! Just come and get it! Don't hurt my father and mother! I'm the one who said it The...I..."
The black-gloved palm firmly grasped Laina's mouth. Xueming's attitude was calm and she turned to Robben.
"Your little daughter is very beautiful, but she has a mouth. I never meant to blame you, but she is full of noisy complaints and is hopelessly stupid."
Robben thought for a long time and finally figured out what the eldest sister meant——
——She doesn’t want to give orders and blame, then it’s just about money and power?
Really? is this real?
Maybe she just wanted an explanation, a certificate of surrender.
After all, this is the first expedition for this war king. If the little brotherhood's brains are not enough, he will not be able to claim much credit in front of the proud Mingde. From now on, he will probably run into obstacles everywhere in the Senate - after all, she is not walking through the main entrance. The person who came in did not participate in the harvest season rituals and was a king who came through the back door.
The same is true for King Xin. People at major trading sites never take these guys seriously.
If that were the case, things would be much easier to handle!
Xueming was very patient and said in front of the repeater: "Robben Van Persie, let me ask you again. You need to have power to work around. What is this power talking about? Who is it talking about? What power?"
The scenery outside the window flies by——
——Mr. Robben made a difficult decision.
He felt his mouth and tongue were dry, so he picked up the tea cup and drank the soup. Then he cheered up and started talking about friendship and riddles with his eldest sister.
"Yes...yes yes yes...I was indeed involved in this."
Xueming: "What's the matter? I want you to explain it yourself."
"Taxes from drug trafficking, insurance money, and a series of money laundering companies. I know who is operating and running." Robben swallowed his saliva and stared at the front and rear seats of the car with a guilty conscience, talking to the matron of the Star Boundary Gang. When they looked at each other, they suddenly looked away.
They were the loyal lackeys he raised. In the struggle with the Little Brotherhood, he had given these lizard people the green light more than once to support this illegal drug trafficking group and the Little Brotherhood.
He controls the urban construction of the 48th District. After all, land is the source of wealth. Investment banks and various funds, project funds and drug trade all have his share of the blame.
"Isn't it convenient to tell you?" The eldest sister raised her gun and said, "Is there an outsider who is embarrassed to continue talking?"
Robben was silent, his eyes filled with suspicion.
The eldest sister quickly walked towards the lizard men of the Astral Gang.
She raised her gun and heard the mistress's vicious curses.
"Anonymous! You promised me! As long as I help you! You will..."
boom--
The reptile's head split into several pieces and flew out of the train window.
The eldest son is begging for mercy.
"No, no, no! No! No, no, no! Sister! No! No!"
boom--
The son followed his mother. The cemetery was not far away. Judging from the speed of the train, the distance was only a few dozen meters.
The younger son wanted to resist and grab the gun violently. He asked the elder sister to kick her back to her seat and be unable to move while being crowded together with the corpses of her relatives.
Heavy pressure came from the high boots, nearly 700 pounds of force pressing its soft throat, and it could only let out bursts of whimpering.
boom--
It's a pity that the youngest son was not able to be buried with his family.
His eyeballs flew into Miss Lena's bra, frightening the femme fatale to tear open her bodice. The eyeballs were like hot coals. She panicked and hit her from side to side. Finally, she hugged the stupid beauty and held on tightly. The object was thrown out of the window angrily.
Most of the eldest sister's face was dyed red and white, making her look like a living king of hell, and she returned to Luo Ben.
"Are you not nervous now? You can speak more carefully."
She took off her gloves, wrung out the blood from the cuffs of her prison uniform, and finally picked up the diary again, quietly waiting for the consul to speak.
"Department of Transportation Engineering..." Robben began to stutter as he spoke: "Administrative specialists of groups three, five, and seven, working groups 1114, 11157, and 11185."
"There are two hundred and seventeen political and legal commissioners in the House of Representatives... The archives are on the fourth floor of the Procuratorate in the western suburbs. There is a safe on the fourth floor... The password is 175019s11s, and everything is in it."
"Wait a minute." Xueming quickly recorded the information, "Mr. Robben, I still don't understand."
She shook her head, very disappointed.
"Are you writing a petition for me? What is the relationship between these people and you?"
Most of the job titles read out have no names——
——Little people don’t deserve to have names, and Robben won’t remember them at all.
"We can't say it anymore! We can't say it anymore!" The consul suddenly became excited and wanted to bargain: "Anonymous! If I keep talking! Many people will die! By then, no one will be available in the 48th district! What are you going to do with Ao Ruimingde? Explain!"
A long time passed, about a minute—
——Until Robben’s anger dissipated and he was surrounded by fear.
The nameless eldest sister, who looked like an iron sculpture, talked to the consul about what she had seen in the city.
"My investigation of the Little Brotherhood started in the Xiaoximen District, because there are three cadres here, all Bolivians. It is a gathering place for Latinos."
She refilled Robben's tea and clutched the gun tightly.
"From the street to the end of the street, there are sixteen small workers. They sell drugs. Not only do they have to hand over part of the water to the little brotherhood, but they also have to pay insurance premiums to the militia. I went up and asked - boss, what are you doing this year? How much money can you make?"
Immediately afterwards, Xueming's expression changed, as if she was trying to put on a show, pretending to be crying.
"Isn't it all about living? No matter how much money you make, it's good if you can pay the rent and eat and drink."
Xueming returned to normal and continued telling stories with Robben.
"For example, a small worker selling appetizers has to give gifts in order to squeeze into the local cousin's network. The monthly income is about 16,000 pyroxene coins, which is very considerable."
"The purchase price is 8,800, the gang's commission is 20%, and the militia's insurance fee is 20%. It is charged according to the highest standard of the station. It is the same price as contraband arms."
"How much is left? Robben? How much is left?"
Of course Robben Van Persie knows this account clearly, but he doesn't dare to talk about it.
"In addition to you jackals, tigers and leopards lying on people's bodies to suck out the bones and marrow -" the eldest sister tilted her head, her eyes becoming more and more terrifying: "- there are also a large group of brats who grab the workers and grind their teeth to suck blood."
"In Xiaoximen District, which has the worst security and the highest crime rate, stores with popular stalls have to establish relationships with the city's shop management specialists. They are not like Lawrence, who is free and easy and only uses auctions to compete for land."
"Just around one opium den, there have been six murders in six years, and each time it was a tragedy. Do you know what I saw? My eyes are sharp. Do you think I am blind?"
"Every year when the store's lease contract expires, the war gang and the store management specialist will hold a black box auction. It is a store bidding standard that does not disclose the price or publicize it to the outside world."
"Like the first prosperous shop at the second alley in Xiaoximen District, after the boss's father died, he took over the store. Just after the New Year, he gave gifts and money to the management specialist, and the next day his wife and children His skin was stripped and hung on the archway for public display, and his livelihood fell into the hands of others."
"When I found him, he was still talking nonsense - saying that the gift had been sent, why was it useless? The gift had obviously been sent. Why was it useless?"
"Yes, it's just that he didn't give you enough gifts, and he wasn't as loyal as others when he knelt down to you - maybe it's because his father didn't teach him how to kneel beautifully."
"Robben van Persie!"
Xueming was almost shaking with rage.
"What does this have to do with drug dealers! What does this have to do with what they sell!"
Robben didn’t dare to reply——
——The eldest sister immediately regained her composure, as if the beast in her heart that she couldn't contain at that moment had now been cleaned up and all the anger was extinguished.
"You are the biggest drug lord." The eldest sister slapped the consul on the face: "You will be useless if I give you a chance..."
Laina was so frightened that she cried. She had never seen such a ruthless person. He would go back on something he had promised and would not even blink when he killed people. Just like swatting cockroaches to death when cleaning the room, he would also do it. Smiling with inexplicable joy.
The eldest sister gave me good advice: "If you still tell me the name of the dish, you won't be able to tell me anything practical. Like these small fish and shrimps——"
She held up the diary and showed it to Archon Robben.
"——Kill a batch, and a new batch will come. I know what you are thinking. It's just a few dogs that died. If too many dogs die, just change to a dog factory and buy them for a thousand or ten thousand. Article. You seemed very angry just now, very angry."
"I don't understand, Mr. Robben, where does your anger come from?"
"What do you mean a lot of people will die? What does this mean? Do you know more than just these few professional titles? But you don't dare to say it and you still want to hide it from me? Are you a thief who forms a clique for personal gain?"
"Can I survive?" Robben Van Persie's tone was calm, as if he was about to compromise: "Can I survive? Big sister..."
"I've been thinking about it for a long time, why don't you write it?" Xueming handed over the diary: "Can you survive? I don't care - you have to be quick when writing and have a ruthless heart. My teacher is [ [Tan Wang], have you heard of Victor's name? If he praises your talent and says that you are so talented and talented, he should be able to survive."
"Yes! Yes, yes..." This is what Robben was waiting for, "Yes! That's it..."
As the old saying goes, he who knows the current affairs is a wise man. Now that he has fallen into the hands of the King of War, and the other party is still talking about endorsement, he can give Ao Hen Mingde an explanation.
His eyes turned red, he took the diary and wrote down the name of his maternal uncle.
"What are you doing!" The mistress of the Van Persie family immediately became anxious: "He is my biological brother! You are crazy!"
Seeing this crazy woman go to grab the pen, Xueming picked up the gun and asked one more question.
"How much does Madam know?"
Robben struggled desperately and pushed away his first wife who had been with him for many years: "How does she know anything?! She only knows how to dominate and have fun!"
boom--
The bullet shattered the head of Mrs. Van Persie.
Xueming came up and said something melancholy with a complicated expression.
"Killing relatives for the sake of righteousness will cost you hundreds of millions of kalpas of wrong thinking, and you will gain the Dharma body without going through the monk's kalpas - it is a great merit."
"Yes...yes...yes, yes..." Robben felt a strong hatred when he saw his wife's slumped body, but it turned into pleasure.
It was as if his wife's death was just right, just enough to offset his sins.
Xueming took another look at Laina——
"——How much do you know? Miss Laina?"
Laina is a smart girl. Now she is in tears and dare not say anything. She will answer whatever the eldest sister tells her.
"I know...I know everything! I'm very important! I'm very valuable! Big sister! Big sister, don't kill me!"
Xueming continued: "You won't be impatient, right?"
Laina: "Yes, yes..."
Xueming continued to ask: "You won't steal your father's pen, right?"
Laina: "Yes! Don't grab it! Whoever's name he wants to write! Just write his name! I also know things he doesn't know! I will definitely write more than him!"
Having said this, Robben turned around and glared at his biological daughter.
Xueming sat back in his seat——
——Made a Buddhist salute with both hands, very pious.
Hasben, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly realized.
The eldest sister has never believed in Buddhism, so she doesn’t care about merit.
