I sat on the edge of the spring and looked at the goldfish in the spring. They were swimming around in the water with their huge tails.
Their eyes are very big, ridiculously big, the red markings on their bodies are very bright, and their huge tails are like the hem of a woman's skirt.
Many people find them beautiful.
But, in my opinion, they are very misshapen.
I have never felt that there was anything worthy of admiration in these goldfish that my father raised.
I think they are really ugly and disgusting.
The twisted shape makes me very uncomfortable.
I took out my fishing net, fished out the most colorful goldfish from the spring, and threw it on the shore.
The goldfish that left the spring began to shake its huge tail and jump hard, trying to return to the spring.
However, everything it does is in vain.
Watching its futile struggle, I felt a sense of release in my heart.
However, the doubts in my heart were even deeper.
If it wasn’t Lao Shisan who killed my dad, then who could he be?
I asked people from Blackwater to investigate, but everything happened too fast and suddenly, and Blackwater could only investigate by invading surveillance cameras from various places.
However, my father has made friends with too many people in his life. He can be called brothers from all three religions and become sworn enemies from any force.
There are too many people who want to kill him.
With Heishui's ability, it would be extremely difficult to find out.
But regardless of who killed him, the one thing I'm most reluctant to accept is that.
My father died on a woman's belly.
I cannot accept this.
But now it seems that death on a woman's belly is the most likely.
"Master, Ma Laoer has not left."
When I heard what Uncle Wu said, I smiled disdainfully.
I already knew he wouldn't leave.
From the day he sends his son abroad, he will compete for the position of the big pot head.
He is a very cunning, cunning, and very clever person.
After knowing that Lao Shisan was destroyed, he understood.
Once he leaves the country.
He will be older and thirteen will be the end.
Therefore, he knew that staying at home was the safest.
But, is this really the result?
It's just that the butcher's knife hasn't been his turn yet.
I pinched the saddle ring on my finger.
In my opinion, Ma Zhiyong, this bastard, should take action.
He is the smoothest, most cunning, and most intelligent, and he will never sit back and wait.
I picked up the phone and gave Heishui an order.
"Give me all the pictures of Ma Zhiyong."
Soon, my phone was vibrating.
Immediately, a picture of Ma Zhiyong was uploaded on the mobile phone screen.
In the dim room, Ma Zhiyong sat alone on the sofa, his eyes were bloodshot, and his round face was expressionless.
It looks like a corpse.
The fifth uncle said in surprise: "Master, this is the private box of the boss of Kuncheng World. Every time we come back from Myanmar, we will get together here."
Kuncheng Big World.
I'm not unfamiliar with it.
That was the den that my father arranged for his brothers after he got rich.
Since the acquisition of Kuncheng World, there is no need to go out for picnics anymore. After returning from Burma, all the brothers can play with women in Kuncheng World.
My dad is really caring to his brothers.
"Second brother, what do you want from us?"
At this time, I heard the third master's inquiry, and then I saw the three elders and other thirteen Taibao from the core of the horse merchants.
"The former horse Guotou Dao Kun, the former horse Erguotou Chen Yukun, the former horse Shaojiao Yao Zhongwang... the new horse third pottou Liu Bin, the follower Gu Mingfang..."
Although my dad is a disciple of many people, this group of only thirteen people is actually not very united. They are also fighting openly and secretly, and have their own mountain top forces.
These people should be a force colluding secretly.
If I guess correctly, all of them support Ma Zhiyong.
I pinched the ring on my finger with interest, sneered, and watched what kind of waves Ma Zhiyong wanted to make.
Ma Zhiyong suddenly seemed to have changed. He stood up with a smile and asked everyone to sit down.
Then he took the wine and poured it for everyone himself.
While pouring the wine, he said calmly: "I have resigned. After I get the money from the young master, I will leave southern Yunnan. This gathering will be the last time I drink with everyone.
In this life, we don’t know if we will have the chance to drink again, so we must have fun today. "
Everyone was full of dissatisfaction with Ma Zhiyong's words.
At this time, I saw a fat man with big ears and white hair saying unhappily: "Xiao Ma, are you so stupid? Are you afraid? I'm just a little brother, what's the big deal? I think back then, you and Boss Wan went to work When the Yi Fang.
You fought bandits with a machine gun and got a few holes in your body, but you never gave up. Why are you so scared now when facing a little kid? "
The fifth uncle immediately said: "This man is Yao Zhongwang. He used to be a escort, but later he became a turtle man. He has many evil ideas, is greedy for money, lustful, and very domineering."
I remembered him and didn't pay much attention to Uncle Wu's reminder.
At this time, I saw Ma Zhiyong sitting down and said with a smile: "Master Jiu, that's not what I said. You can fight bandits no matter what you want. They are enemies. Isn't that the enemy? If you want my life, Do I want your life?
But Aaron is different. Aaron is my eldest brother's son. We have watched him grow up since childhood, and I regard him as a relative.
The most sorry thing for my eldest brother in this life is the mother and son. They poured all their feelings into us. Now that he is dead, we want to fight with his son?
What I can't do, come on, drink. "
After Ma Zhiyong finished speaking, he drank heavily. The others also laughed with contempt, shook their heads, and drank with Ma Zhiyong.
I smiled disdainfully.
In terms of acting, Ma Zhiyong can win an Oscar.
If I hadn't known yesterday that he had made an agreement with Lao Shisan to kill me, I wouldn't have believed it today.
At this time, the third master said seriously: "Xiao Ma, you can't leave yet. We haven't gotten our pension money back yet. Someone must give us an explanation for what Wan Lao has not completed."
At this time, Yao Zhongwang also slapped the table hard.
He scolded: "What the fuck, Boss Wan, I don't know what he is thinking. Is there something wrong with him? He has money but doesn't know how to make it. How can he be worthy of the investors and his own credibility?"
The stock market is just about cutting leeks. If you don't cut it, others will. If he had some wisdom and agreed to this share increase plan, each of us could have doubled our assets.
The hole that that bastard Lao Shisan dug for us has been filled in. Now it’s fine. He is dead. Lao Shisan’s matter has not been resolved, and the company has collapsed again.
Each of us lost hundreds of millions in vain. Well, he died and left us a mess. His overbearing son didn't want to take responsibility.
He really deserved to die. "
After he finished speaking, everyone shook their heads unhappily, and there was a hint of complaint on everyone's face.
I narrowed my eyes, and all the murderous intent in my eyes spilled out.
