all things

Zhang Xiaohu deeply felt the sadness of a sun-kissed dog.

When he was pushed into the car, he was in a daze, his mind was as blank as if a hard drive had been formatted, and the series of "sealed" and "killed" dramas that he had made up in advance were all cleared up.

Wei Xihuai, who was responding outside, saw that they were followed by Xiao Shuai, his eyeballs were protruding out of the frame, and his heart was instantly trampled by a wild four-legged beast galloping and roaring. No collapse, he came out to do bad things on New Year's Eve and was caught face-to-face by the teacher. It couldn't be worse. Apart from guilt, he was still guilty. The cigarette he just lit accidentally dropped his mouth without closing his mouth.

"Grass! What are you doing!" The cigarette butt was hot, and he stamped his feet on the spot with all his hands and feet, and finally kicked into the sewer.

Of course he recognizes Xiao Shuai, the head coach of the Lieutenant Colonel, a legendary figure whose reputation and limelight are equal among boys and girls. It belongs to the kind that is particularly exclusive, and even the famous ten middle school teams in the city can't be exchanged for the addition of a few big coaches.

In addition, this person is also particularly treacherous - yes!treacherous!

This guy is the stinky shameless who relied on his physical strength to blow this technical scum while thinking about it into a pillar!

Wei Xihuai was so angry that his liver ached when he thought of the game he had won in the past.

But what is the situation now?

Xiao Shuai didn't care what they wanted to care about, and rolled his eyelids to the driver's seat, and Wei Xihuai gave way resentfully - driving without a license and being caught by the teacher while driving without a license are two completely different concepts.

As soon as he got into the back seat, the car stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward. Wei Xihuai lost his balance and slammed into the roof of the car, daring to speak out.

Turning around, I wanted to look at each other, and asked with my eyes: "What's going on with Xiao Shuai?"

While thinking about it, he had a toothache expression for the rest of his life: "Don't ask me, I don't know."

He still has a little bit of back fear, the kind of guilty conscience of being bumped into by the teacher while murdering and arsonating.

The atmosphere in the car froze for a moment, thinking that Wei Xihuai and Wei Xihuai would become quails, and did not make any other moves except blocking Zhang Xiaohu.Zhou Qiang didn't follow him into the car. Although he deliberately concealed his personal characteristics, he still had to open a stall in the [-]th District to make a living. Thinking that Zhang Xiaohu would recognize him and make him implicated, he said goodbye to him here.

Before leaving, Zhou Qiang cast a glance at Xiao Shuai to express his uneasiness, wondering what he meant, and shook his head wordlessly to reassure him.

After all, it is my own teacher, no matter how you look at it in this place, it is reliable.

Street View was retreating, and while he was about to take a glance, he suddenly realized that their route was not on the main road—it was Xiao Shuai who picked the way and walked to the side road, avoiding the monitoring.

He was shocked.

Xiao Shuai cast a glance through the rearview mirror, but didn't speak.

He wiped his face, Zhang Xiaohu couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north in the dark, and naturally he couldn't see the change of the situation in the car, Wei Xihuai took Zhou Qiang's place and restrained him from behind, trying to understand Xiao Shuai's meaning, After a brief silence, he regained his momentum.

The coat covering Zhang Xiaohu's face was ripped away, and while he was about to punch him with a strong flashlight, Zhang Xiaohu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his physical tears rushed down.

"Do you know Chen Wentong?" While trying to shovel his gel-filled hair close to his scalp, he approached him and asked.

"I know, I know..." Of course I know, not only know, if it weren't for Chen Wentong, he wouldn't be able to monopolize [-]% to [-]% of the orders in the place under Brother Hao.

"Zhang Xiaohu." While trying to pinch his chin to force him to raise his head, the street lights fell through the car window into the compartment, reflecting a gloomy chill into Zhang Xiaohu's eyes from his dark eyes, "Where are you? Do you still remember the old and the young?"

Zhang Xiaohu shook.

"I'm not one of you who hangs around outside, and I don't have the rules to preach to you, but I know the most effective way to achieve my goal."

In this day and age, even if banditry is rampant, those who have little to do with the vast majority of interests do not mind taking advantage of the loyalty and passion of the so-called "young and Dangerous" from the culture of Hong Kong Island to become a shareholder. Prestige and gift go hand in hand, especially those like Brother Hao who have already become powerful in one side will cherish their wings even more. Many difficulties are not as good as those of family members and wives. Even a bastard like Zhang Xiaohu is better to be appeased than forced.

"You have old and young and you have young, so don't play tricks with me—" He patted Xiaohu's face, "You know what I want to ask you, just tell me everything you know ,Um?"

Zhang Xiaohu only cared about being frightened, and didn't notice Wei Xihuai rolled his eyes behind him at all, pretending that something really happened.

"...Chen, Young Master Chen asked me for goods..."

His eyes hurt from the strong light, and he could feel the scorching heat even when he closed his eyelids. When he panicked, he began to tremble, his thoughts couldn't keep up with his mouth, and he couldn't grasp the most effective points to speak frankly.I thought I couldn't stand being tortured by him, but with Xiao Shuai present, his viciousness was limited, so he could only hold back his breath, and kicked him in a mild manner as a reminder.

Zhang Xiaohu curled up reflexively and let out a cry.

While thinking about approaching him gloomyly, "Goods?"

Zhang Xiaohu calls himself a "broker", not just because he carries certain goods, but because he doesn't choose, and does any business.If you can't deal with people in the business on the surface, you can only do some dirty deals behind the scenes, medicine, powder, people, whatever the big bosses need, he will give them right under their noses.

"...Fan..." He trembled.

"Chen Wentong playing with that thing?" He raised his voice while thinking.

The reclamation project to the east of the city is huge, and most of the local development is still under construction. On weekdays, except for construction vehicles and some buses on provincial roads, few other people will come here, and the construction sites for the Chinese New Year are closed. , is rarely seen.

Thinking of chasing Zhang Xiaohu's line and staring at it for a long time, now that he wants money and no money and no one, he can only rely on Wei Xihuai and Zhou Qiang's point of view, other than relying on himself to run around like headless chickens day and night. The "sentimental sponsorship" of Erhu and Huwei has lasted until now.

How these days came to pass only he himself knows.

What do people outside say about Bian Zhenhua?Moral depravity deserves what it deserves is the most utterly despicable description, more vicious curses and nonsensical rumors are rampant, even if he, a son, walks out easily, he is the second generation who oppresses others... I thought for sure that his father was not Not only was he wronged, but what he remembered more was how his father usually spent his days and nights in his job.

It was as if this incident alone overturned all the painstaking efforts his father had spent in his previous positions.

In order to inquire about the news about his father at 01:30, he begged for help everywhere but failed, and tried all kinds of hypocrisy and hypocrisy.His young master has been going smoothly since he was a child, and he has always only had others come to him. How could he be so low-key and petty?But at this time, he is worthless in front of people by being low-key and small!

Why are those people selling his face?In the past, he was the young master of the Bian family, and he could earn three points in everything, but now?Now he is a fart!Even the classmates who he thought were at least brothers, were in a hurry to distance themselves from him.

Also.

I thought about it and laughed out loud, everyone is not clean, so let's show each other some face, avoid it, don't get involved!

It's still Sister Chun who is naive, she really is a teacher in an ivory tower, and she speaks lightly about everything.

Who doesn't know that one should study hard every day and strive to get ahead?Who doesn't know that skipping school and eating too much food for too many minutes will even lose your school status?

But does he have a choice?

His father had an accident, and even the performance of the son who brought him up in school in the past was a foreshadowing of his family's guilt!

So what?

So what if Bian Zhenhua is criticized again?So what harm did he do to the outside world?What does it matter to him?What qualifications do those who are alienated and bystanders who add insult to injury have to say about him?

That was the father he was thinking about. He was the strong man who protected him and loved him since he was a child. He was strict, deep, thick and reliable. He taught himself what it means to weigh pros and cons, and he also taught him that no one is responsible. Without him, Thinking or thinking, but not thinking now.

This man used his strength to prop up a piece of sky for him, allowing him to enjoy himself in the spring, but now the time is waiting for no one, great changes are happening, mountains and water are drying up, and the Bian family is falling apart.

Still the same sentence, so what?

The accusations and insults that covered his face for a while only made him see the darkness and viciousness of human nature. The disparity between the rich and the poor crushed Haoran's righteousness, and jealousy and hatred blatantly appeared on the stage to face him.

It's ridiculous when I think about it. Could it be that those people still expect him to be "unselfish" to unite with outsiders, and stand on the opposite side to examine, criticize and even criticize Bian Zhenhua?

I'm afraid it's because I watch too many TV shows and I'm stupid!

Nobility hurts benevolence, and harmony hurts righteousness.

Sure enough, it is not advisable to be too lofty and meek, people, you still have to wear a sharp knife wrapped in blood in your modesty and courtesy, so that you can protect yourself in the hail of bullets and gossip.

He understood his father's strict teachings overnight, and he broke free from "hesitation" as bloody as a cramp in anger and shame.

But when faced with the "truth" of Zhang Xiaohu, he still lost his composure.

His eyes were red, he threw the flashlight, pressed down on Zhang Xiaohu's throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Say! Tell me every word you know! If you don't say it clearly, you don't even want to go back." It's-"

Zhang Xiaohu was so frightened by his murderous demeanor.

"I said, I said!" He hurriedly confessed while struggling unsuccessfully.

"Chen Shao asked me to get the goods, I, I gave it to me, and later... Later, he, he wanted to play exciting, so, he directly went to Bai..."

"The young masters of them are playing. Once they become addicted, they will spend a lot of money. Young Master Chen...Young Master Chen doesn't seem to be that rich. Once, Young Master asked me to lead Young Master Chen... "

Chen Wentong bears the name of being the only son of the Chen family, but in fact most of the sources of income are still in Bian Zhenhua's hands.Bian Zhenhua was afraid that he would lose all his family fortune, so he almost took care of him like his son.The peace of mind he gained from thinking about his own son was all put on Chen Wentong, a cheap "son".

"At first, everyone didn't take it seriously... Later, Young Master Chen seemed to be really tight, and Zeng, Young Master Zeng invited him to go to some project together... Young Master Chen really came to me..."

It was obvious at a glance what he was looking for.

While thinking: "Then you set him up with the line from the sea?"

Zhang Xiaohu Qiqi Ai Ai: "Yes, yes, the top is stuck tightly, and the ships from the outer sea have been entering or not entering for a while, but, but Zeng seldom said... that Young Master Chen's brother-in-law is a border..."

I thought and closed my eyes.

Frontier?Should the Border Bureau give birth to superhuman beings to endlessly take care of the mess for these brainless young men who just want to do things cheaply? !

Thinking about taking a deep breath, he continued to ask, "Who is Zeng Shao?"

Zhang Xiaohu: "Zeng, Zeng Penghui."

Who is Zeng Penghui?The circle is different, and I have never even heard of it!

The carriage fell silent for a while, and the construction site of the cross-sea bridge was pitch black. Xiao Shuai parked the car on the side of the road, and seemingly inadvertently mentioned: "Zeng Hongliang's youngest son."

Thinking about the name Zeng Hongliang, he had heard it from his father.He is a person who made his fortune locally in the city. He has accumulated capital through some means in the past few years.

Thinking about it, I have also heard about Zeng Yuhui, Zeng Hongliang's eldest son, who is also a capable person in what his father said "a tiger father has no dogs".

But that's all there is to it, who is Zeng Penghui?

Xiao Shuai saw the problem at a glance.

The author has something to say:

I've been a little busy these days, the chapter that was supposed to be posted yesterday has been pushed to today (bow~)