Guangming Road Police Station.

Shang Qingya met Wei Yuchang, who was detained, here.

He was handcuffed with both hands, and was taken out by the police, and as soon as he saw Shang Qingya, he pounced and shouted, "Mom, you must save me, I don't want to go to jail!"

"Don't worry, you'll be fine!"

Shang Qingya comforted him and asked the lawyer next to him, "How will it be punished?"

The lawyer said, "Because Mr. Wei is a drug addict and not a drug dealer, it is estimated that he will be detained for a few days and then sent to a drug rehabilitation center for compulsory drug rehabilitation!"

"Mom, I'm not going, you help me out, I can quit myself!" Wei Yuchang looked flustered.

"I'm afraid this won't be easy!" the lawyer was embarrassed.

……

Coming out of prison, Shang Qingya was very silent.

Ma Jinhong drove to the community, parked the car on the side of the road, and did not dare to speak.

There was a cold silence in the car.

Half an hour later, Shang Qingya's mobile phone rang, and after she connected, she learned of the board's decision.

"Shang-Yu-Xuan!!"

These three words seemed to be squeezed out of between her teeth, Shang Qingya's expression was hideous, and she was clutching her mobile phone.

If it weren't for him, Yuchang would never have entered the police station, and she was already the chairman of Hongyuan International!

"You go see someone for me!"

She looked up, her gaze fierce.

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Nanhong City is close to Donghai City and has been the land of fish and rice since ancient times.

With its waterways and abundant materials, it is an important transit point for overseas to inland transportation.

Wu'an Village, an ordinary village and town on the edge of the Songjiang River, is home to many migrant workers in addition to local residents.

Market.

The surface of the gray tin shed is covered with rust, the bricks under your feet have become potholes due to years of trampling, and the stinky garbage is piled up on the roadside, attracting a few stray dogs to pick it up.

There was a light rain in the sky, dripping, not big, but it was cold.

Liu Geng, a police officer from the police station, came to inspect as usual, he parked the electric car on the side of the road, and as soon as he walked in, he stepped on a loose brick and wiped his legs of mud.

He scolded bad luck and shook his trouser legs.

"Officer Liu, it's early!"

"Morning, how is business today?"

"It's okay! The dishes haven't been sold, how many things are left, do you want to bring them back?"

"No, my family has enough to eat!"

Liu Geng greeted the vendor and stamped his feet to a butcher's shop.

A fat man was chopping bones with a machete, making a dull sound with each blow.

He was wearing a blue coat and a brown leather apron, and his figure was bulging, at least more than 300 pounds, and he looked like a mountain of meat from a distance.

As for his face, it is completely round, and his nose and eyes are squeezed very small.

"Zheng Peng, don't chop!" Liu Geng waved his hand.

"Yo, Officer Liu, do you buy meat, fresh!" Zheng Peng smiled flatteringly.

"Don't buy it! Last week, the result of your beating came out, sign it, and then go to the police station to pay the fine!"

Liu Geng handed him the document and a pen.

Zheng Peng took it and looked at it, and his voice raised, "Five thousand yuan?

"You knocked out two of someone's teeth, and it's already good to be able to settle privately, otherwise you will sue the court and you won't be able to eat and walk around!"

"They found the fault first!"

"Then you can't beat people! I heard that if someone didn't stop you, you would have to use the knife, Zheng Peng, I really can't see it, you are so powerful?"

"I didn't ...... I'm so angry, scare and scare him, I won't dare to do it again!" Zheng Peng kept bowing.

Liu Geng snorted coldly: "It's better to be like this!"

After Zheng Peng finished signing, he accepted the documents and turned to leave.

"Officer Liu, do you take these bones home to make soup and drink?"

"No!"

Seeing him go away, Zheng Peng's expression was gloomy and he cursed in a low voice.

Dropping the machete on the board, he shifted his fat body and sat down on the chair next to him.

As it approached twelve o'clock, a woman in a red shabby cotton jacket approached, carrying a lunch box in both hands.

She had messy hair, a thin build, and long bangs that hid a black birthmark that took up half of her face.

The woman walked into the butcher's shop, put the lunch box on the stool, and as soon as she looked up, she was slapped in the face.

"I, why are you here now? You want to starve me, don't you?" Zheng Peng asked angrily.

The woman covered her face and curled up in a ball, shivering.

"Hey, Zheng Peng, why are you beating people again?" the vegetable vendor next to him stopped.

"My own wife, you can fight as much as you want, can you control it?"

"You ......"

The vegetable vendor was stopped and told to stay busy.

Zheng Peng kicked the woman and scolded, "Get out!"

The woman got up and hurried away, not speaking from beginning to end.

She's dumb.

The vegetable market closed at half past seven, and Zheng Peng rode around on a tricycle until he finally came to a dilapidated courtyard.

The two iron doors were ajar, and a dim light came through the windows.

Zheng Peng got off the tricycle with some difficulty, and was just about to push the door, when a car horn suddenly sounded behind him.

He turned his head to look, only to see a black sedan slowly approaching, and the blinding lights made him a little dizzy.

The car stopped beside him, the door opened, and a man in a trench coat stepped out.

Zheng Peng stepped back and asked vigilantly, "Who are you looking for?"

The man looked him up and down and said, "Tang Minghao?"

Zheng Peng's body trembled, and his face turned pale in an instant, as if he had been coated with a layer of paste.

He hadn't heard of this name for more than ten years!

Since he was wanted by the police for kidnapping and murder, he has been hiding in the villa of Fenglin Jinyuan for two years!

Two years!

In order not to be caught, in the past two years, he has not gone out a single step!

In that room, he lived a dark life like a dead corpse, eating every day, all kinds of junk food, eating until he vomited, and finally turned himself into the ghost he is now!

Two years later, when the turmoil passed, he was sure that there was no danger outside, so he dared to walk out of the villa, and with the help of Shang Qingya, he took the identity of 'Zheng Peng' and lived in Nanhong City.

More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, he spent money to marry a mute, gave birth to a son, lived a cautious life every day, didn't even dare to say anything in his dreams, and finally settled down here.

He thought he could continue like this and spend the rest of his life in this town, but the time to come came.

"Who the hell are you?" Tang Minghao asked in fear.

The man didn't answer, but said, "Shang Yuxuan, do you remember?"

Tang Minghao's pupils shrank.

"Someone asked me to bring you something, and a word!"

The man took out an oiled paper bag and threw it into the tricycle with a dull sound.

"Either he dies, or you die, or, your whole family dies!"

"The choice is yours!"

After the man finished speaking, he glanced at him, turned and drove away.

That night, Tang Minghao was drunk and smashed all the things in the house, and the mute woman hid in the kitchen with her son in her arms and shivered.

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