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In the melee in the capital, an organization called the Crusaders broke out of the dawn, like the god of war as unstoppable, this torrent composed of a group of completely careerists broke through the high fence of the family, smashed the castle of the hero, and seemed to spread rapidly in the capital indiscriminately, when everyone thought that the organization that had touched the bottom line would be completely wiped out, two phone calls made this farce continue to permeate, and the things involved behind it were so deep that the entire people of the rivers and lakes were panicked.

This is like a complete blood exchange, without touching between white and red, all the gray has lost its protection, and then reveals its original true appearance, the eyes that have been in the dark all the year round have long been unable to withstand a trace of light, so some people are crazy.

And people with a keen sense of smell have begun to secretly build a line and begin to prepare for the next expected pattern of another century.

Next, it is destined to be a terrible storm, in the face of this storm, the so-called grievances, or interests, are just weak foils, this is the bloody battle of the superiors, and it is also the fight of tens of thousands of little people.

Peng Jingguo has not been in the car of Beijing A88 for a long time, and he has not gone out alone for a long time, perhaps because the person he wants to meet this time is too special, so that Peng Jingguo, who is not informal on weekdays, wears a tie, which shows that he is particularly solemn about this meeting.

The driver was a middle-aged man who was not smiling, but he was only responsible for driving, and he didn't have any conversation with Peng Jingguo along the way, and he didn't say a word all the way to Peng Jingguo's destination.

The destination of this trip is a quiet sanatorium outside the Fifth Ring Road, which seems to be a little old sanatorium is not open to the public, the first few years of the old city is full of uproar, but no one dares to fight the idea of such a place, which shows what kind of capable people behind this small sanatorium.

The old Audi A6 entered the greenery of a particularly nice sanatorium through the doorman.

In the capital, it is indeed difficult to find a few such places, with a bit of warmth under the sun, shining on the old face of an old man in a tunic suit, the old man sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, wearing reading glasses, looking intently at a broken family tree, and stopped to think from time to time.

After Peng Jingguo got out of the car carefully, he did not interrupt the old man's action of turning the book, but stood beside the old man with bated breath, and waited like this, waiting for more than half an hour, before the old man closed the book and said faintly: "You have a temper with your father, no matter what you say, you have achieved such a level, and then you will rein in the edge, but some people will gossip." ”

Peng Jingguo didn't care at all about the old man's ignorance of him for nearly an hour, but said with a smile: "Grandpa Qiu, in your place, even if I sit in my father's place, I have to coil on the dragon, and I have to lie down on the tiger." ”

The old man didn't care about Peng Jingguo's flattery at all, giving people a feeling that they didn't eat firewood, rice, oil and salt, and continued to sigh: "In another month, this courtyard should be demolished." ”

One sentence made Peng Jingguo's expression tighten, maybe he thought that this old man was joking, and there were people who had the leisure to go against this old man in this capital, and he really couldn't think of a few.

The old man seemed to see the thoughts in Peng Jingguo's heart, and said silently: "It's my own meaning, if I don't let go, it will be a bit of relying on the old and selling the old, give me a face on the way, if I can't put it down with this face, but lose such a face, what age am I, just find a person who can lie down, and a place where you can plant two wild flowers and weeds, and you can make do with it." ”

Peng Jingguo relaxed his expression at this time, he didn't say anything more, he thought that the realm of this old man was already beyond his comprehension, he just nodded slightly, not too pandering, and not slacking off.

"How many people have heard about what is happening in the capital these days. The old man changed the subject at this time and said.

"You know what you should know, and you know a little bit about what you shouldn't know. Peng Jingguo replied, very sincere, even if there are reservations, there are not many.

The old man smiled faintly at this time and asked, "How much do you know?"

Peng Jingguo smiled bitterly, then pointed to the sky, raised his head and sighed: "If it was a little darker, the stars in the sky would be clearer, and the capital has not seen such bright stars for many years." ”

Is it true that the answer is not what is asked?

The old man still smiled indifferently.

"Will you be able to do the work if you do it?" said the old man again.

"I can't guarantee this, at least I can do better than now. Peng Jingguo retracted his gaze and said.

"I don't want empty checks. ”

"Grandpa Qiu, I know how much blood will be shed in this matter, so I know very well how heavy such a burden is. Peng Jingguo said.

"Ruining the future is small, I'm afraid you'll follow in your footsteps. The old man shook his head silently.

"This river and lake is so one acre and three points of land, how many followers are there, Grandpa Qiu, don't give me vaccinations, if you have something to say, just say it." Peng Jingguo finally made it clear that perhaps from the beginning, he knew the purpose of this trip.

Jupu, maybe it's going to fall, or someone must let Jupu fall, the bureau that the rivers and lakes can't shake for generations is just a mortal thing after all, in front of that bright star, no matter how ethereal it is, it can't be regarded as unstained.

The old man had a serious expression, cleared his throat, and walked out of the door behind him a woman dressed in black, her expression seemed to be cold but not cold, and there was a coldness in her eyes that was beyond the imagination of this Jianghu.

It is said that there are capable people behind capable people, what kind of chess game was played by the woman Luo Qingcang was curious about, when Luo Qingcang did not find the answer, but Peng Jingguo knew such an answer by mistake.

This woman, named Ma Rourou, was a fallen man, a dead man, a dying man, and now, what is she?

Maybe after that, no one should call her Zhu Yeqing, she is the king of birds on the edge of the branches.

The old man handed Peng Jingguo a note at this time, and then closed his eyes and pondered, and Peng Jingguo's expression had changed drastically after reading the content of the note, he read the content of the note several times in a row, before folding the note and putting it in his pocket, and then said with a somewhat bitter expression: "Old man, this matter is much more complicated than I imagined." ”

"Believe you've read it. The old man just said with his eyes closed.

Peng Jingguo's face was expressionless, just looked at the woman who didn't say a word, and his eyes were full of complexity.

Finally, it was time to make a decision.