Qing Zhen never expected that he would just come back so late for a while, and he would miss Xu Xianchu.

But he's not someone who can't afford to let go, and since he missed it, it's not worth regretting anything.

"Enter the barrier," Qing Zhen said calmly, in fact, what he should be most concerned about now is not Xu Xianchu, but how the old men of the Qing Consortium will punish themselves.

In other words, how the other party intends to empty its own power.

Many people in the outside world think that Qing Zhen has great power within the Qing Consortium, but he only has a part of the battle sequence.

Because Qing Zhen is basically in front of the outside world, it creates a feeling of Qing Zhen in the middle of the day to the outside world.

Only Qing Zhen understood very clearly in his heart that those old men had never trusted themselves.

The shadows in the consortium have changed one after another, and only those "faces" are the core of the Qing family that the old men care about.

According to the saying circulating in the Qing Consortium, violence is only a means to maintain order, but it can never become order itself.

In short, a shadow can only be a shadow, and it cannot be put on the table.

Now that Qing Zhen has been in the limelight in the process of fighting against Tinder, the old men have long wanted to suppress his spirit, so house arrest and decentralization have become a matter of course.

Xu Pu said softly: "Boss, tomorrow we will go to the Operations Division to report, probably all of us will be scattered and dispersed to other combat units." ”

"Hmm," Qing Zhen nodded casually, "Go ahead." ”

"Is there anything else you have to explain here?" Xu asked Xu Pu, "Why don't you get out of the car and say a few words to the soldiers, or we will go to the wilderness with you, there are so many of us, some of us have guns, and we can do anything." ”

Qing Zhen chuckled and shook his head: "How many people are waiting to go home to reunite with their wives and children, but you tell them that they are going to the wilderness to beg for a living?"

"They will," Xu said.

Qing Zhen opened the car door, and as soon as he got out of the car, all the soldiers in the troop convoy behind him got out of the car, there were thousands of people, and the market town was filled in an instant, and the displaced people ran away in panic.

"Everyone," Qing Zhen looked at the soldiers in front of him and said calmly, "Go to other combat units and behave well, don't embarrass me." ”

At the moment when Qing Jin's words fell, thousands of people stood up straight at the same time: "Yes!"

The soldiers understood at this moment what fate they would face.

"Get on the car!" After Qing Zhen finished speaking, he got into the car lightly, and the garrison troops on the wall were a little shocked when they saw this scene, the chief officers of the combat units of the Qing Consortium, it seems that no one has such an influence as Qing Jin.

After entering the barrier, Qing Zhen returned to his single-family villa, he took a shower, put on a new white suit, and the previous one was directly burned.

As soon as they entered the barrier, some of the bigwigs of the Qing Consortium couldn't wait to take over his operational command, and the thousands of soldiers were taken away by the bigwigs according to the list and divided up completely.

Qing Jin's soldiers are all brave men who have experienced a hundred battles, and now that they have the opportunity to divide this army, no one will miss this opportunity.

But Qing Zhen didn't seem to care about anything.

Qing Zhen walked out of the door after washing, the special car parked at the door had already left, and he smiled: "I don't even have a car." ”

He walked outside, but at this time, the two soldiers standing guard looked at him in embarrassment and said, "Boss Qing, you can't get out of the house, don't make it difficult for us." ”

Qing Zhen raised his eyebrows: "What the old men said is that they are not allowed to go out of the 111 barrier, when did they say that they can't even go out of the house, can someone fake the holy decree? Don't worry, I'm just going to listen to a tune, who doesn't know that I like to listen to music in this 111 barrier?"

The two soldiers looked at each other, when are they still going to listen to the music, isn't this famous boss Qing not worried about his situation at all, but the soldiers did not get out of the way.

And Qing Zhen didn't speak, at this moment, a bullet burst out from what direction and hit the stone road in front of the two soldiers, and there was a hidden gunman near here to protect Qing Jin!

The two soldiers knew that the other party was merciful, and even if the gunman killed them with one shot just now, the presidium would not punish them for such a trivial matter.

At the time of the handover of combat troops, no one will have more trouble!

Qing Zhen still looked at the two of them calmly, and the soldiers retreated decisively: "Thank you Boss Qing for your mercy." ”

"Alright, no one will embarrass you," Qingzhen chuckled and walked out.

The two soldiers couldn't help but ponder behind Qing Jin, earlier everyone had a legend that Qing Zhen had a lot of hole cards around him, but he didn't expect it to be true.

But didn't the presidium set Qingzhen in the air, how could there still be people who willingly followed a person who had lost power?

I only heard Qing Zhen humming a song happily towards the bustling part of the city, and a soldier waited for him to go away before asking, "What is Boss Qing singing?"

"I don't know, we don't have the money to listen to the tune......" The other soldier was not sure.

At night, Qing Zhen sat alone in a theater, everyone else was afraid of him like poison, and left early when they saw him coming, but Qing Zhen was the only one who watched the drama girls on the stage change one after another.

He propped his head on one hand, and the more he drank, the brighter his eyes became.

In this theater, only the gentle and mournful singing is fluttering in the neon lights.

Three-way road, cross road, how many mornings and twilight from the north to the south?

When I saw Yang Yang hugging the cover, I looked at the loneliness and went back to the car.

In the ancient world, fame and fortune are sunk, and the short pavilion is flowing and the pavilion tree is long......

At this time, someone came behind him and said, "Qingjin, the presidium has something to discuss, and I have summoned you to observe." ”

Qing Zhen smiled: "Tell them not to go." ”

......

Ren Xiaosu has been thinking about his future plans on the way back to the store from the gold shop, and now it is not possible to sell gold, and he may be targeted in minutes, so the large amount of gold in his hand cannot be realized, and he is anxious when he looks at it.

Originally, Ren Xiaosu was not active in opening a store because he had gold in his hand, but now he naturally has to reconsider the business of the store, he can't really count on the school's subsidies to students......

Ren Xiaosu didn't want to do this, after all, it was more difficult to get thank you coins than to make money.

As he was walking, he looked up and saw that he had already arrived in front of the store, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Fugui selling something to a man with a mysterious face.

When Ren Xiaosu got closer, he was selling black medicine......

Looking at Wang Fugui's expression, it was obvious that the other party was not introducing the serious effect of black medicine, and the middle-aged man also looked improper.

Ren Xiaosu was a little melancholy, was he destined to be a medicine seller?!

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Thanks to Qing Yuya and Lamp Red Dye Jiang Chou for becoming the new alliance of this book!

The first sequence