After three rounds of drinking, after five flavors of food, the atmosphere of drinking began to relax, now it is a gathering of friends, drinking is secondary, the key is to chat and fart, this is the focus of the gathering between friends.

\t "Damn, Changsheng, what do you mean by sending me those pictures?" After a few drinks, Ke Zihua's face became hot, and he forgot the conversation with Chenggong before the meal, it was better to recover his nature, and he couldn't stand it if he held it vigorously.

\t"Those little thugs are harassing my friend's kids, you can take a time to talk to them, if they don't change their way, maybe they will really break their legs, so that they will never get into the school, and if they are good, they will interrupt, and if they are good, they will interrupt until my friend's children leave school." Ding Changsheng said domineeringly.

\t"Oh, you, you're still the real one, but I like it." Ke Zihua patted Ding Changsheng's shoulder and said.

\t"Huazi, what's going on?" Chenggong asked, nibbling on a chicken leg.

\t "There are a few thugs harassing the daughter of Changsheng's friend, friend, well, by the way, Changshengzi, how is that friend, or is it not the woman we saw before?" Ke Zihua turned his face and asked Ding Changsheng before he finished speaking.

Of course he knew that this matter was successful, but he and Ke Zihua pretended not to know before, and now he really felt that this Ke Zihua's mud couldn't support the wall, such things were secret, especially as a government official, and he couldn't hide it, you are here to reveal it to others, and Chenggong really can't wait to throw the chicken leg in his hand on Ke Zihua's face.

\t "Yes, it's still her, I'm not in Baishan, the two brothers help take care of it, if anything happens, I'll ask her to go to you for help, you won't refuse." Ding Changsheng looked at Ke Zihua with a smile.

\t "No problem, what about your woman, that's my brother and sister, just one word when you're a brother, just come to me if there's anything, isn't it just a few little gangsters, no problem, although this thing is a bit difficult, but when my brother knows it, you can rest assured."

\t"Hard?

\t "Alas, Cheng Shao, Changsheng, the yellow hair who fell to the ground is the son of Wei Mingyuan, the director of the Finance Bureau, the school and parents complained not once, the most ruthless one was to fight with others, and cut people, if I didn't give him Hu in the middle, this kid might not have entered the juvenile detention center." Although Ke Zihua drank a little too much, his brain was still sober.

\t "It's so troublesome, Cheng Shao, are you going to meddle in this matter, if it doesn't work, I'll do it myself." Ding Changsheng said excitedly, he must have a letter tonight, otherwise, Miao Miao will be very unsafe in the future, this is the most important thing, if he can, he really doesn't mind secretly finding a place where no one is there to break that kid's leg.

\t "Wei Mingyuan, this bastard really can't teach a good son, Changsheng, don't worry, I'll handle this matter, if his son still dares to make trouble, I will find someone to abolish him, you can relax about this matter." Success patted his chest and said.

\t night, gradually deepened, I don't know why, Fu Pinqian felt a panic in her heart, as if something was going to happen, but what would happen, she didn't know, sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a mobile phone in her hand, and wanted to dial out several times, but she was afraid that Ding Changsheng was talking about something, so she never dared to call.

\tShe was like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to come home, and she was obviously scratched by a cat in her heart, but she was afraid that her husband would blame her, so she was so entangled.

In a car opposite Jin Mantang, Ge Hu had a gloomy face, smoking a cigarette, looking at the splendor in the hall of Jin Mantang, no one would have thought that he had done an explosion last night, and he dared to stay in Baishan City today, and he had a bigger action tonight.

\t Under his seat, there is a 54-style gun, if the Taoist sees this gun, they will be very surprised, because this gun is not made by a civilian gun-making master, but a real police gun, the revolver 92 type, this kind of gun in the police distribution ratio is not very high, only the criminal police have, the power is huge, this is he when he was wandering in the south in the hands of a policeman.

Although he didn't know why Jiang Haiyang would let him kill that person, but Jiang Haiyang's words he had to listen, because he no longer had only one life in his hands, as a human nature, this is a very complicated feeling, when he killed someone for the first time, he was afraid for a long time, but once the killing ring was opened, there was no fear when he killed again, but he was excited and fanatical, so this time he was also very excited, and he hadn't killed people at close range for a long time.

Just as he was about to squint, someone knocked on his window, and he quickly reached under his seat and felt the gun, but slowly rolled down the window, and a small note came in from outside, which was the news he was waiting for.

\t "3rd Floor, Private Room 7, 3 people, all killed". By the subtle light of the cigarette, he saw these short twelve words, and after reading them, he folded several layers of the note and placed it on the cigarette butt, and in a short time the small note turned to ashes.

\t He reversed the car backwards, so that when he came out, he directly started to accelerate and leave here, because he still had a car in front of him, as a habitual offender who committed several crimes, Ge Hu already initially had the quality of a killer, that is, he did not worry about advancing, he would retreat first, this is the basic quality of a killer, if the task is not completed, there will be a next time, but if his life is gone, there will be nothing.

\t finally checked the bullet in the gun, Ge Hu put it on the waistband of his back pants, and walked into the hotel like a normal diner, successfully never dreaming that he would be shot in the hotel he owned.