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After confirming that the other party had indeed lost consciousness, he placed the battle axe in his hand on his abdomen.

Turning back to the alley, he sat astride a bicycle shared by two people and sped along the direction of the vehicles.

Wherever you step, ripples appear.

The roar of rain drowned out the throbbing sound of the engine.

Outside, under the sky with heavy rain, two cars were moving silently and quickly on the road.

Lou Zhenhua originally planned to sit in the driver's seat.

However, he decided to sit in the back as he was worried about the risk of losing the goods.

Aunt Zhang had laid several cotton blankets on the lathe in advance so that she could feel the stability of the lathe when sitting in it.

The unexpected vibration made Lou Zhenhua feel at ease, and he repeated every detail in his mind.

After confirming that there were no hidden loopholes, he closed his eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a confident and complacent expression.

After two days of travel,

They will successfully reach the urban centers of coastal cities,

The goods and treasures he brought this time would give him status in the city.

The beach city is famous for its prosperity and bright lights.

To have wealth is to have all the power.

Image, prestige and control also include star figures in the film industry.

When talking about the role of a star, Lou Zhenhua felt a burning emotion in his heart.

In the past, he had watched movies in this city.

Especially the heroine "Bai Liuying", who is fashionable, sunny, lively and beautiful.

What attracted him even more was her open personality, especially when she wore that bright red bikini.

It's eye-catching.

In comparison, Tan Liya now looks like an ordinary housewife.

I hope that in the future, after entering a coastal city, I will have the opportunity to invest in and establish a film industry group.

Please invite "Bai Liuying" to represent the new work.

A grand banquet was held to celebrate the occasion.

All this happened in previous years.

This has become a method that Lou Zhenhua often implements and enjoys.

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By then, I will be familiar with it and go home with **.

With this thought in mind, Lou Zhenhua's smile grew wider.

At this moment, there was a sudden "bang bang" sound. It was the strong sound of the emptying machine coming from outside the door, which was still clearly audible in the noise of raindrops.

Immediately, the truck felt a violent shock, and the front of the car swayed violently from side to side, and finally stopped with a rattling sound.

"Old Zhou, what happened?" Lou Zhenhua said vigilantly, with his right hand on his waist and his hand on the gun handle.

"It looks like there's an accident! Sir, please rest assured, I'll take some people to check out the situation." Butler Master Zhou stood up, called two trusted companions, quickly took out the weapon tool kit from the box, and jumped down from the back of the car.

Sitting on the car body was Ms. Tan Liya, who looked terrified and trembling. She leaned close to Lou Zhenhua, grabbed his arm, and asked anxiously, "Brother Zhenhua, is there really something wrong here?"

Before she could finish her words, a slap landed on her face.

Lou Zhenhua said sternly, "If you say anything unfavorable again, I will throw you down."

"I"

The situation before her was so urgent that she immediately put away her previously prepared temper and did not dare to argue any further.

Lou Zhenhua held the ** box and put his ear on the hood of the car to listen to the outside sounds.

However, all that could be heard was the thumping sound of raindrops hitting it, and no other news was heard.

Butler Zhou and two other confidants just disappeared outside the truck like a stone sinking into the sea.

Faced with this feeling of oppression, Lou Zhenhua's breathing became more and more rapid, even a little trembling, and the ** box in his hand was also shaking.

"I can't wait like this any longer. I have to see what happens." He took a deep breath, slowly leaned over, and carefully moved to the back of the car. He stretched out his hand to tear a corner of the tarpaulin to peek outside, but his fingers trembled uncontrollably in mid-air and he couldn't keep his balance.

After a setback, he finally adjusted his state, twisted his thighs a few times to regain his strength, and shouted angrily: "Who dares to play tricks in front of me!?"

With his fingers tightly gripping the grenade box, the barrel of the gun pointed out the window, and his other hand fiercely pushed open the canvas, Lou Zhenhua only had one second to examine this sudden scene.

At this moment, there was a "puff" sound.

It was as if time had stopped. Lou Zhenhua's movements were frozen and his eyes were dull, like a piece of wood without a soul.

The scene in front of me was frightening - from his eyes, one could see a look of confusion and bewilderment. The strong contrast was like a stone statue suddenly coming alive, but then freezing in an instant.

Then there was a light snap - he let go and threw away the ** box, which fell crisply in the carriage. "How did you know I would be here?" The Beijing city under the baptism of this sudden heavy rain presented a brand new scene, full of unknowns and challenges. It seemed that everyone was experiencing different choices of fate. And at this moment, at the junction of rain and darkness, what will be the ending of this unfinished duel?

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The rain washed away the dust on the street, leaving only fresh air and moist roads.

The sky is like a deep and boundless blue painting, with a few thin clouds floating leisurely. The light of the rising sun shines on the white clouds, as if a layer of dazzling golden light was plated on the edge, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

The dawn breaks in the morning,

Li Aiguo sat up from the bed early and hung the wet clothes that had been hung out to dry last night on the ropes under the eaves, where the sunlight was just enough to dry them.

In this large courtyard, other residents also woke up one after another.

The clanking of pots and pans and the brisk but slightly rough sound of slapping children were heard in the background, mixed with laughter and joy, interweaving in the dome of the entire courtyard, weaving a cheerful and life-filled music.

Mr. Zhang, who lives at the door, was enjoying his breakfast as usual with a pork sausage in his hand. When he saw Li Aiguo, he stood up and greeted him enthusiastically: "Brother Aiguo, would you like a pork sausage?"

The traces of hardship and frustration had long since disappeared from his face, replaced by the ease and relief of having accomplished something great.

"No, I like light taste." Li Aiguo still politely declined.

I'm not kidding.

Eating raw pork sausage early in the morning is not a pleasant thing.

After putting down the wet clothes and smoothing out the wrinkles, Li Aiguo was about to go into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Mr. Zhang came over with a bowl of rice and said, "Brother Aiguo, I have been delayed by something today. I have to take a day off to go back to my hometown to burn paper money for my parents."

"Oh, really?" Li Aiguo replied with a smile.

"I received some exciting news last night."

At this moment, Mr. Zhang began to chew the pig intestines. He wiped his nose with his sleeves and looked around. When he saw pedestrians, he quickly changed his tone and said, "I must tell my parents about this good news."

"Just a moment."

A figure entered the house and handed him a firecracker: "Uncle Zhang has been very kind to me in the past. Please help me light this little thing on the grave."

"I understand!" Uncle Zhang took the firecracker and put it in his pocket.

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From the horns came his wife's earth-shaking scolding: "Zhang Gangzhu! Where have you been? Your son peed in his pants!"

At this moment, Li Aiguo seemed to sense a little hesitation in Mr. Zhang's heart.

He patted the other person's shoulder gently: "Don't dawdle, hurry up, your wife won't let you off."

"Yes!" Mr. Zhang nodded heavily in response, and the cutlery in his hand disappeared into his home the moment he turned around.

Then came the sounds of family gossip and children crying from the Zhang family. Just listening to these sounds was enough to outline the tense atmosphere and disharmonious moments in the family.

Perhaps this is a normal part of daily life.

Li Aiguo turned around and walked into the house with a smile. He was in a good mood today.

This good mood made him decide to prepare a delicious meal for himself in the morning to celebrate himself.

He placed two steamed buns on the kang and fried five eggs.

The only regret is that there is no fresh milk.

This ordinary breakfast would be complete if it were paired with two liters of milk.

After breakfast, Zhang Minghua cleaned up the dishes and began to prepare his work supplies and plan his schedule for the day.

After packing everything, he carried his worn-out briefcase and rode his bicycle to work.

Just a few steps out of the Crescent Alley, I ran into Lee Kuan Yew rushing out of the courtyard.

Before he ran out of the alley, he stopped at the water pipe and shouted:

"Brothers, have you heard? Old Lou is dead!"

"What?"

The nearby residents looked up at the sound and stood there in surprise, their movements as if frozen in an instant.

Many of the residents here are workers in the iron and steel plant. Although most people know nothing about this incident, the Xu Dawei incident has been widely circulated in recent times, and almost everyone knows Lou Zhenhua, so he is not an anonymous person.

Such news aroused a strong reaction in Liu Haizhong.

The muscles on his chubby face twitched constantly and his arms waved vigorously.

"Last night, the process of Old Lou and his mistress trying to escape during the heavy rain was not ordinary. In short, they died. You can fill in the details in your own mind."

Like the ripples caused by a stone thrown into a lake, this sentence caused a small wave of public opinion.

"How is it possible? As a manager of a company, Lao Lou must be very capable, how could he do such a thing?!"

"Indeed, Lao Lou recently showed up at a Chamber of Commerce organization."

"Uncle San, is your information accurate? Is this what was reported on the news?"

Liu Haizhong's words were challenged, but he looked particularly satisfied and nodded proudly.

"This is the news broadcast on the radio, can you believe it?"

In this era, radio broadcasts and written reports enjoyed the same high-level status of information transmission. In this community, the only families with radio equipment were Liu Hai's family and Yan Bugui's family, and other families were assured of the information they conveyed.