"Master Hua, I will serve you in this Jiuhua area. You see, why don't we discuss it and let the brothers disperse. I said to the old man helplessly.

Before I want to talk about this fierce old man, let me introduce myself, my name is Li Feng, and the familiar brothers are called Mr. Li, and my brother is the city manager, known as the strongest fighting force in China. Punching the street vendors, kicking the ruffians in all directions, putting down all the people below one meter, and stomping their feet on the streets of the city, "Those who are not convinced come to set up stalls!"

It's far away, the book is back to business, this flower master is my old acquaintance who manages this area. Don't look at the age, this talk and work is not stable at all, I heard that when I was young, I didn't cause trouble, and when I was old, I didn't feel at ease. A large number of "good brothers" in this area were gathered, and a resident security management team was actually set up. The name is very sunny, and it is common to bully the township behind his back, and to gather people to gamble and fight.

"Xiao Li, this is here to wander around again! How dare we, the ordinary people, PK with your urban management, come on, brothers, let's go back" said, and the old man led the people to the rest point in the community.

I followed helplessly, just wanted to talk to him about the scientific truth of this small gamble and big gamble. I never thought that a small one of his little brothers came out, and it was a slap when he came up, "Boy, did Hua Ye give you face?

", why are you so dark?" The old man had a black line on his face, "How about Brother Xiaolin, forgive me, this kid has just entered the Tao, and he is really stunned." Don't be angry when you look at your brother's face. ”

The little man made sure it was dark enough, and I was a little caught off guard by the slap, and I just felt like my brain was spinning. Fell to the ground, rubbing his face and shaking his head. "Flower, Flower, where did this kid come from? I think you have to let him go with me. "I eased my mood and felt dizzy.

"Brother Xiao Li, look at it, this kid is my eldest nephew. Don't be angry with children, I'll go back and educate him a few more sentences?"

I fell silent for a moment, clenched my hands into fists, and greeted all the eighteenth generations of the ancestors of this hooligan old man in my heart. After a pause for a few seconds, he said with a smile on his face again, "What Hua Ye said, how can I worry about the child, you don't have to blame this little brother, they are all your own brothers." So much to say. ”

"It's still Brother Xiao Li, in this case, let's go" Before the old man Hua finished speaking, he turned around and left. I laughed and watched the group of people scolding and leaving, "It's still a mother's city management, waste" I could vaguely hear the little man sneering.

It's a little ridiculous to say, some scattered passers-by who had just gathered because of the quarrel actually said to the new passers-by who came to see the excitement seriously, "Chengguan beats people again" "This little chengguan just bullied an old man and was beaten by someone's grandson." ”

I didn't rush to explain these gossips to them as I had before. To tell the truth, this society's prejudice against the so-called urban management has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow. I'm also trying to make ends meet, and it's futile to say so much. However, that's how you get used to it.

Rubbing my still red face, I crept out of the gap in the crowd. I found a toilet where no one was, sorted out the uniforms that had just been scattered due to the dispute, and strode back to the bureau.

"Outline, help me check someone" I walked across the office and shouted at the outline in the reference room, "The little man who just received the old man, I heard that it is the old man's nephew" "At first glance, Mr. Li, who doesn't open his eyes and offends you again" The fat man looked at me with a sneer.

"Don't bother so much, I'll go to the toilet and come back and tell me how it is. Unwilling to face his sneering face, he turned and left. Thumbs up in front of the bathroom mirror and gently tuck your hair, it's not over.

"Eh, Mr. Li is back. The information you want here, you have to ask your buddy to go and have a skewer in the evening," the fat man looked at me with a smile. "Labor and management are not over for you last time, are you still embarrassed to pick up skewers?"

I looked carefully at a few pieces of paper in my hand, and probably figured out the bottom of the little man. The little man's real name is Zheng Gang, he lives in a small area near Jiuhua, and his parents divorced in his early years but he was reluctant to bring a drag oil bottle. No one cares, I'm idle here every day, but recently I entered the old man's hall for some reason.

I changed into civilian clothes and looked at my phone, it was only past two o'clock in the afternoon. Knowing this kid's nest, I rushed all the way leisurely. When I arrived at the place, my eyes hit me and I had some numbers in my heart. It should be a resettlement community, the building is seriously damaged, and there are more than a dozen stalls at the door. I walked straight into the security room at the door, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw two old men in security uniforms playing chess. "Hello uncle, I would like to ask you personally, do you know a young man named Zheng Gang in this community?" I kindly took out two Chinese roots, and one of them, an old man with white hair on sideburns, took it and waved his hand, "16 buildings 302".

As I passed downstairs, I picked up a brick from the greenery. Walking up the corridor slowly, probably because of the resettlement of the community, it was obviously afternoon, but there was not even a figure in the corridor. But it was exactly what I wanted, and I got to the door on the third floor, and I knocked on the door, and the brick I was holding in my back hand was stained with sweat.

"Who? I knocked on the door this afternoon, looking for a smoke. With the creak of the door, a small figure poked its head out of the crack.

"Your father!" As soon as he saw this kid show his head, he went up to see a brick, and he opened a scoop on his head at that time. "Oh, I'll go, which grandson?" may have been photographed all of a sudden, and the little one hasn't seen my appearance yet. I saw him with his hands on his head, and he opened the plate widely, and when he went up, he kicked the girl. I tried to suckle with this kick, and the grandson lay there at that time.

I panicked for a moment, afraid that I would kick someone to death. Throwing down the bricks, he rushed into the door in two steps, picked up the little one, and touched his nose. Fortunately, it is said that the scourge will last for a thousand years, and this kid may have fainted from the pain temporarily, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Making sure he wasn't in trouble, I let out a sigh. He said to himself, "Stinky boy, give you a lesson, don't be so arrogant next time." As he spoke, he dragged him into the living room.

I was in a hurry when I first came in, so I didn't look at the situation inside the house. He dragged him again, with his back to the living room. I just dragged two steps, and suddenly felt a chill in my back, and before I could turn around, my eyes were dark. Before he fell to the ground, he could only vaguely see the tip of a knife emerging from his left chest.

Nima, this is hanging? It's too hasty! My last consciousness faded.