Start at the Pinnacle of Life

99.9 percent of the cases encountered by the police were impulsive crimes.

90 out of 100 cases are mediation conflicts.

In the rest of the cases, those who are dangerous are not under their control.

Just report it, and someone will take over.

Different Bureau, do you know?

I heard that everything related to new humans is under their control.

New human?

Yes, the new humans are those mutants. Some radicals define themselves as the future.

However, ordinary people prefer to call them madmen or monsters!

Qin Yu smiled, if he was an ordinary person.

You will also regard mutants as monsters, right?

Standing in front of her iron cavalry, Xiao Caiyan turned her hands behind her back and said with a smile, I'm here, let's go.

it is good.

Qin Yu walked towards Street Fighter without any indication, straddled it, straightened the body and started it.

'Cut, man...'

Complaining angrily in her heart, Xiao Caiyan first put on the helmet, fastened the clothes on her body,

Only then did he raise his long legs and lean back, stepping on the iron horse easily.

buzz~

Twist the accelerator, and the cavalry slowly drove forward.

After walking for a while, Xiao Caiyan suddenly found that there was always a light following behind her.

Slow down and look back, the wine-red Street Fighter can't hide its bright colors even in the dark of night.

Slightly absent-minded, Xiao Caiyan continued to drive towards home.

Wait until the door of the house and stop the car.

The burgundy Street Fighter drove slowly by, Qin Yu in the car waved his hand, and turned back the way he came.

Tch, who wants you to send it!

Looking at the far away back, Xiao Caiyan chuckled and murmured.

She didn't realize how sweet and shy her voice was.

Didi~

Qin Yu, who was driving on the ring road, heard the rapid sound of the horn behind him.

Qin Yu thought he was blocking the other party, and leaned against the fence.

Didi, Didi...

The ear-piercing whistles formed a line, and a dazzling white light lit up in the rear mirror.

It's the car behind, with high beams on.

‘Finding faults on purpose? ’ A red halo lights up in the fundus of the eye, and the nanoworm is activated.

Qin Yu heard wanton laughter: Haha, the sand sculpture was frightened silly, do you think it's cool to ride a motorcycle in the middle of the night?

Don't get too close, be careful.

It's okay, I'm just scaring him.

With the corner of his mouth raised, Brother Yu upshifted to speed up, and a surprised cry came from his ear: Ah, you dare to speed up?

Speeding up again and again, the car behind chased after him.

Brother Yu on Street Fighter is like a panicked little white rabbit, desperately escaping from the pursuit of the big bad wolf.

As soon as he was about to go down the tunnel, Street Fighter sped up and dived forward again.

The BMW behind accelerated at the same time, the engine let out a powerful roar, and rushed into the tunnel at lightning speed.

In the next second, the Street Fighter's taillights flickered in front of it, flicking its tail like a ghost towards the opposite lane.

Damn it, he's crazy.

Front, front, front...

Boom.

The new gradient BMW crashed against the sand-filled crash poles, plastic shells floating everywhere.

The sand 'sands' flow out,

A bewitching red light disappeared at the end of the tunnel.

Turn off the engine outside the gate of the compound, and push the locomotive towards the garage.

Qin Yu thought, 'this time should be enough to teach them a lesson, right? '

Even if there is insurance, the front bumper and hood of the new car will be deformed, and the water tank may have to be replaced, which is distressing enough.

I will definitely become more honest when driving in the future.

If someone else was chased by him today, it might cost him his life.

Either the rider or the driver...

When people are in a panic, there is no logic to speak of.

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On New Year's Eve, Little Pumpkin gets up before six o'clock.

Turning over, pouted buttocks and lifted the pillow, looking at the red envelope below with bright eyes.

The three red envelopes belonged to Lao Qin, Liang Chuyu and Qin Yu.

Big Brother, Big Brother. Jumping off the bed with the red envelope, Little Pumpkin ran all the way to Big Brother's door.

Tiptoeing to open the door, Gunugunu crawled onto Qin Yu's bed twisting his ass.

What's wrong?

Qin Yu stood at the bathroom door, wiped his head with a towel and asked.

He just came back from outside, and went to climb the window of Lu Qing's house last night.

I didn't slip until after five o'clock. I just finished taking a shower and planned to go back to sleep.

Little Pumpkin, who was lying half on the bed, looked at the quilt, and then looked back at him.

As if he was sure of something, he pushed his body back out of the bed with both hands, and ran up to him.

Brother, red envelope. Little Pumpkin held up the red envelope with both hands to show off.

A red envelope?

Qin Yu put down the towel, smiled and said, Brother, help me see how much money you have.

Little Pumpkin had no doubt about him, and obediently handed him the red envelope.

Qin Yu opened Lao Qin's red envelope, One thousand yuan, dad is really generous.

Then open the master's, the amount is the same.

In the end it's your own, so don't read it.

Little Pumpkin, this is for you. Brother will keep the other red envelopes for you. It will be bad if you lose them.

Brother Yu returned the red envelope he gave to Little Pumpkin, and stuffed the remaining two into the top drawer.

The little pumpkin didn't turn her head around a little bit, holding the lone red envelope, opened it and took out a red ticket.

Then he looked into the red envelope, then turned it upside down and shook it.

Only then was it confirmed that there was only one hundred yuan in the red envelope.

And then, gone...

I don't want you to keep it, I want my red envelope. Little Pumpkin raised his right hand with tears in his eyes.

He still held the one hundred yuan in his left hand, nothing less.

Picking him up, Brother Yu patiently explained: Look, children don't cost money.

When you grow up, you need to spend money, buy a house, and marry a wife.

Do you want to find a beautiful wife?

Little Pumpkin nodded earnestly: I think, if you want the most beautiful ones, you want them all.

So, you have to pay a lot of money, and you have to start saving now.

Myself…

You can't, did you lose the pink diamond bear last time, who helped you find it?

...Brother. Little Pumpkin was reluctant, but answered honestly.

What about the remote control car?

...still big brother.

And the pogo ball, the one that glows.

Little Pumpkin tilted her head and was lost in thought. Big brother seemed to be quite reliable.

He often loses things, but his elder brother helps him find them.

Therefore, if you hand over the money to the eldest brother, you will definitely not lose it!

While Little Pumpkin was deep in thought, Qin Yu conveniently put the Doraemon figurine on the platform at the corner of the stairs into his pocket.

After a few days, the little pumpkin can't find the time to ask him for help.

Another found toy - perfect.

I'm such a competent big brother!

Under Brother Yu's flicker, Little Pumpkin happily agreed to hand over the red envelope to his brother for safekeeping.

Save money for him to marry a beautiful wife in the future!

When Liang Chuyu got up, the two brothers were already watching TV in the living room.

I don't sleep much on New Year's Eve, did Little Pumpkin wake you up?

It's okay, I'm already awake.

Wait, breakfast will be ready soon.

First drink a glass of cold water, boil the porridge, and prepare the side dishes to be fried.

Liang Chuyu returned to the living room and put on a mask.

15 minutes to finish cleaning.

Back in the kitchen, I turned the porridge pot to a low heat, and then started cooking.

When the dishes are fried, serve with boiled eggs!

The porridge is also ready to drink, everything is just right.

Snoring~

While drinking porridge, Qin Yu raised his head and asked, Will you post couplets later?

Well, I'll post the door and the garage, and leave the rest to you.

Got it, I'll take Little Pumpkin there.

Honey, have you given everything you have prepared for the property and security?

No! I don't have time, I'm only free today. You and your son will go together later and send it to everyone.

Well, have you given all the aunts?

Of course, I will definitely give it before I go home.

Big sister, when will they come over, Xiaoyu, do you have time?

In recent years, several houses have moved around more frequently, and it feels like when grandpa and grandma were still alive.

Every Chinese New Year, they will take turns to have dinner and celebrate with each family.

This year it's their family's turn again, so the whole family of aunt, aunt and uncle will come.

On the second day of junior high school, I came here at noon.

If you have anything to move about, remember to arrange it later.

Um.

After the two finished speaking, Qin Yu said unhurriedly: I'll ask the secretary, if you don't have any arrangements, try to participate.

Secretary, are you kidding yourself with your parents now?

Lao Qin raised the chopsticks in his hand, wishing to give him a bite.

What are you doing? My son is busy with the company's work, not doing something bad.

Liang Chuyu gave Lao Qin a sideways look, and put a piece of fried egg in his son's bowl.

Come back if you can, Xiaoqi and the others miss you too.

Okay. Qin Yu nodded.

He also wanted to meet his cousin and cousin and ask them how they were doing.

There is no need to worry about Zhang Yue's business. It is good to have a company to take care of everything.

On the emotional side, Brother Yu is quite curious.

I don't know if the two of them won or lost last time...or big or small?

And my cousin, Liang Guiqi, has graduated, right?

Little cousin Cui Jun is taking care of it, how is he studying, and whether he has any plans for the future.

In other words, the places where the two go to school are not far away.

Cui Jun was in Hudu, and Brother Yu never even visited it once.

What this cousin did was too incompetent.

It's good that you know, your uncle can say it, seeing you now is more difficult than meeting the president.

Qin Yu smiled and didn't refute, thinking, 'He may not be as busy as me! '

After all, he is also a first lady.

I'm done eating. Putting down the chopsticks, Qin Yu went out with glue and couplets.

After a busy morning, I will paste the couplets.

New Year's gifts for the security guards and the property were also sent out, and everyone was beaming.

It doesn't matter how expensive the gift is, this sense of recognition alone makes people feel warm in the winter.

What's more, the gift given out is not light.

It's all downright stuff, supermarket shopping cards, polished rice and olive oil, some hand cream and stuff like that.

The red envelope is the same, 888 yuan.

The picture is auspicious and festive, and the amount is just right.

At night, the family gathers at the dinner table to finish their meal.

Four people, eight meat and eight vegetables, a lot of chicken, duck and fish.

The Chinese New Year will look like the Chinese New Year. When the popularity is high, the days will naturally get better and better.

The Chinese New Year is deserted, and all luck has to run away.

Hearing his wife's cliché, Lao Qin laughed and nodded in agreement: Yes, what my wife said is right, what are dumplings made of?

Large meat with leeks, oily, your favorite.

Hey, my wife still knows my taste...

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