Next to the endless desert wilderness, two jeeps were parked on the roadside. The straight road spanned the wilderness, lonely and lonely.
Wu Xiong and four of his men were smoking cigarettes and looking meaningfully at the excitement in front of them.
Uncle Huangya, who was wearing a brown suit, was beaten with blood by Wang Qingyun and was on the ground begging for him to be let go.
"Hall Master, what would happen if Chief Wang knew that his young master was so angry that he killed someone by mistake?"
"Hahaha, let me tell you that you are smart. The camera he asked us to bring has solved all the problems. You are such a good person."
Click-click-click——
From videos to photos, the evidence of Wang Qingyun's beatings was turned into a memory card, which was packed in a box. Wu Xiong carefully put it back on his chest and started working together. Unexpectedly, he could not find it after he had gone through iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it. .
With this memory card, how can Wang Bingyi disobey himself?
Wang Bingyi listens to himself, so what does Yu Deshui mean?
The thing called ambition is growing infinitely in Wu Xiong's heart. At this time, the fan hidden in the car seems so unnecessary. With the "voting certificate" in his hand, Yang Qian's world will be his own sooner or later.
Although Wang Qingyun punched hard, he didn't really use any force. Otherwise, one punch of his would be enough to blow up the garbage in front of him like a watermelon.
Wang Qingyun took a photo of Dahuang Ya being beaten until his face was covered in blood, and then kicked him again.
"I was wrong...spare me..."
Wang Qingyun threw off his bloody gloves and got into the car.
Uh-uh-uh——
The car started, the voices begging for mercy gradually faded away, and the blood stains on the ground continued to shrink until they disappeared.
"Brother, is the information about the transformation you are talking about reliable?" Wu Xiong looked at the Yangqian map in his hand. Although his fingers were shaking with excitement, on the surface he was going to put on another show.
The benefit Wang Qingyun mentioned was demolition.
The location on the map is really excellent. It is the junction of the old and new cities. Once this becomes a bridgehead for demolition, it means that the transformation of the old city is not far away. If you are one step ahead, you will always be faster.
With one hand controlling the Canglang Gang and the other hand controlling the officialdom, Wu Xiong seemed to see a brand new throne waving to him - the underground godfather.
"Believe it or not, my mother is prepared to pay a 50% premium and start buying next week.
Now I have news for you. This week should be enough for you to buy it in advance. Make an agreement first. When the compensation arrives, you must give me at least 40%. "
Wu Xiong rubbed his hands and leaned over cordially: "You also know that money is tight, so can you get a loan from the bank?"
"Okay, anyway, when the time comes to collect the house, it turns out they are all acquaintances. Debt-for-equity swap, do you think the property rights belong to you or to the bank?"
"Hehe, just kidding, I don't have money, but my elder brother has money, so it won't be a big problem to make some money." Wu Xiong smiled and began to make calculations in his mind.
Wang Qingyun got out of the car with the camera, took Wu Xiong's jeep, and rushed to Sanhe County. He immediately turned around, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards Yangqian.
Looking at the car going away, hum!
Wang Qingyun sneered, took out a memory card with blue light from his arms, and gently crushed the memory card. Did he leave any clue? If it wasn't intentional, how could it be possible?
Wu Xiong's only remaining value is to take out a considerable amount of working capital, throw it into his pocket, and then attract the interest of the Canglang Gang. From then on, the pimp has only one way to die.
Dong-dong-dong——
Wang Qingyun knocked on Chen Qian's door.
"Who is it?"
Chen Jinde opened the door in confusion. Who would come to visit at this hour?
Click——
A strange young man stood in front of him.
"Young man, who are you looking for?"
Looking at the wrinkled old man, Wang Qingyun frowned slightly. As a martial arts practitioner, he was extremely sensitive to Qi. He clearly felt a sense of decay and death in the other person's body. Although the man looked energetic, he was already mentally exhausted. Sunk to the bottom, without God.
"Uncle, you are Chen Qian's father. I am Chen Qian's friend. I came here to visit you today."
"Oh, Xiaoqian's friend, come in quickly, come in quickly." His eyes were shining, and as he opened the door, Chen Jinde shouted into the room: "Old lady, Xiaoqian's friend comes to our house, please cook two more delicious dishes."
Chen Qian stood up and looked at Wang Qingyun complicatedly.
During the phone call between the two of them just now, she heard her second uncle begging for mercy. Chen Qian did not expect that Wang Qingyun would really dare to commit a crime for her own sake. For a moment, she even avoided looking at the other person. At this moment , she was not thinking of committing a crime, but of being cared for.
"What are you looking at? We are a visitor from afar, why don't you make a cup of tea quickly?" Chen Jinde frowned when he saw his daughter looking at Wang Qingyun blankly and yelling with hatred.
Chen Jinde certainly knows what his daughter's reaction means. However, he has never heard Xiaoqian talk about this person. Could it be that he met him in the city not long ago?
Hey, I don't have much time left, I'm afraid I won't be able to see my daughter get married. When I thought of this, Chen Jinde, who had just managed to smile, suddenly turned ugly.
After pouring tea for Wang Qingyun, Chen Qian went to the kitchen to help her mother, leaving space for Wang Qingyun and her father.
"Where are you from, young man?"
"Uncle, I am Yang Qian."
…
The two chatted for a long time. Chen Jinde took out the chess set and the two began to move up and down on the chessboard.
In three consecutive games, Wang Qingyun lost extremely skillfully. In each game, Chen Jinde gained one step. When the old man played the fourth game, he stopped and looked at Wang Qingyun.
"Xiao Wang, you are a smart man, so let me tell you straight away, I don't agree with the matter between you and Xiaoqian."
"Uncle, why can't I understand what you are talking about?"
Chen Jinde smiled slightly: "Xiaoqian, I have never brought a friend of the opposite sex to my house once, and you are the first one."
Chen Jinde went on to say:
"Xiaoqian has been running with me since she was a child. I know her temper better than she does. It must be because of me that you can come to my house because you want to comfort me, an old man.
However, I have to disappoint you. I hope Xiaoqian gets married, but I hope even more that she can be happy.
Don't think I'm a tough talker, old man. After living for most of my life, I can at least have a pretty good idea of what kind of people they are.
She can't control you. From now on, there will definitely be more than one woman by your side. I don't want Xiaoqian to be wronged, and I hope you understand, young man. "
Jiang is still too old, let alone the future. Now he is carrying a lot of emotional debt. Being hit by the old man's words is a bit embarrassing, so he has to find another way.
"Uncle, I admit that I am a little interested in Chen Qian, but we really don't have that kind of relationship. My family comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. The most important thing I came here today is to give you a comprehensive check-up."
Chen Jinde looked at Wang Qingyun in disbelief, and his face darkened: "Young man, old man, what I hate most in my life is other people's lies. Are you really sure?"
"Uncle, I really won't lie to you. As soon as I walked in, I felt that you were restless and had a sense of death. I guess your illness is far less serious than yours. You even had thoughts of committing suicide. ,Right?"
Chen Jinde immediately turned to look at the kitchen. The glass door of the kitchen was closed, and Wang Qingyun's words were not transmitted. The old man breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Wang Qingyun seriously.
"Young man, let's talk about this in the bedroom."
"Okay, you have the final say."
When he arrived in the bedroom, Chen Jinde's face was gloomy and wrinkled. He suddenly looked more than ten years older than before.
"My child, I hope you will keep this matter a secret for me. Thank you, uncle.
My disease is cancer. It doesn't last long, and it can't be cured with money. Our family is poor and it won't be cured. Today, it's the old man. I misjudged you. I'm sorry to bother you. "
Chen Jinde didn't cry. He just held the bed handle nostalgically. There were too many people in this world that he missed and he didn't want to leave.
In the kitchen, mother Lu Huilan put down the spatula, tears streaming down her face.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"Son, your dad and I went to the hospital for discharge surgery today, but he said he didn't want any more medical treatment."
Chen Qian hugged her mother's thin body. She wanted to say some words of comfort, but when the words came to her mouth, only a deep hug remained. A figure emerged in her mind, but when she thought of cancer, she lowered her head and said nothing more.
In the bedroom, Wang Qingyun persuaded Chen Jinde to lie down.
After gently touching the hypnotic acupuncture points, Chen Jinde fell asleep in less than half a minute.
Cancer, you can only take a gamble.
Wang Qingyun pressed Chen Jinde's belly, and the ring was like a mad wolf finding an outlet. A burst of dark green life force surged out of the ring and pounced on Chen Jinde's abdomen.
The treatment was on the abdomen, but the white hair on Chen Jinde's head was visibly reduced, and a strong vitality continued to surge in the old man's body.
The green energy in the ring came suddenly and left quickly. In less than ten minutes, the energy was sold out, and not a drop of the green energy stored in the medium was left.
Wang Qingyun could feel that the thing that was causing trouble in Chen Jinde's abdomen had mostly disappeared, but it still existed.
There is no source of energy now, but the old man's situation is completely under control. It can be regarded as an explanation to Chen Qian, and it is not a gaffe.
Wang Qingyun gently woke up Chen Jinde, and the two went out of the bedroom.
On the dining table, a table of delicious and delicious dishes was really fragrant. The mother and daughter on the sofa had obviously been waiting for a long time.
As soon as I left the house.
"Ah, old man, are you losing your gray hair?" Lu Huilan pointed at Chen Jinde's head in surprise.
Chen Qian followed her fingers and looked over. Really, compared with just now, her father had a completely different feeling. It seemed that one was a deep pool and the other was a rippling stream.
Chen Jinde thought he had taken a nap and felt very energetic. After hearing what his wife said, he quickly ran to the bathroom to take a look, and Lu Huilan also ran over.
Chen Qian ran to Wang Qingyun and stopped, holding his hand in surprise: "Did you give my dad an injection?"
Wang Qingyun nodded: "Uncle's condition is now under control. He still needs another injection. It will take about a week. If I do it again then, there should be no big problem."
Chirp——
A moist and vivid flower was printed on Wang Qingyun's cheek.
"Thanks!"
The family was checking out Chen Jinde's sudden youth in the bathroom. Wang Qingyun went to the balcony, dialed his mother's phone, and asked someone from the bank to act in order to urge the Canglang Gang to gamble.
After returning from the phone call, Chen Jinde looked at Wang Qingyun and was so excited that he almost knelt down, but was stopped by Wang Qingyun.
Wang Qingyun really has a way to make him get better. As a patient, he knows his body best. He can feel whether it is fundamentally better.
Lu Huilan pushed her daughter forward: "Hurry up and call Xiao Wang over for dinner."
The dinner was very enjoyable. The dark clouds that had been hazy over Chen Qian's head for a long time dispersed, revealing a brilliant glow.
Since that day, Chen Qian has not been so happy for a long time.
After eating, Lu Huilan drove her daughter out of the kitchen and asked her to accompany Wang Qingyun downstairs.
On the stairs, Chen Qian naturally held Wang Qingyun's hand, but Wang Qingyun gently took it away.
"I saved my father-in-law as a matter of course. I didn't do it to blackmail you."
Chen Qian looked at him awkwardly and did not reach out again. She was more grateful than she felt. To be honest, she also felt weird.
However, the next second, Wang Qingyun held her hand with his backhand.
"Now I take the initiative to hold your hand, beautiful lady, will you refuse?"
Chen Qian blushed and glared at him, but did not refuse. Holding the snow-white jade hand in his hand, it would be a lie to say that he can't think of anything more, but Wang Qingyun knows that now is not the time, and there will be time in the future, so there is no rush.
The two held hands and walked around the community twice.
Finally, the two of them were standing next to a taxi with half of its front bumper missing.
Chen Qian kicked the car light, click——
The headlights fell instantly, and she looked at Wang Qingyun in disbelief:
"Is this the car you drove from Yangqian today?"
Wang Qingyun nodded.
"Why should I lie to you? Come back to Yangqian with me. I can take care of you there."
After hesitating for a long time, Chen Qian still shook her head.
"I want to be with my dad. Only after I got sick this time did I realize that in the face of life and death, everything is a small matter.
He has paid so much for this family, but he doesn’t even have a fishing rod that he likes. I didn’t even know that my father liked fishing before. "
Taking it back now is just incidental, and what Wang Qingyun wants to say next is what he wants to say.
"Then when I finish my college entrance examination, I will come find you."
Under the faint moonlight, the two looked at each other.
Wang Qingyun proved one thing with his actions. Everything he said was true. That was enough. Chen Qian did not refuse this time, but answered him head-on.
"Ok, I will wait for you."
Before the flowers——
Under the moon——
beauty--
A pair of strong hands grasped the waist, lowered his head, and Wang Qingyun tasted the fragrance he wanted openly.
