After Wu Qingli adapted to his new job, he began to wander around the neighborhood in his spare time, thoroughly familiarized himself with the surrounding environment, and even heard about the distribution of the so-called underworld forces nearby

The "big brothers" are divided into small areas, and the Shuguang community where Wu Qingli is located and Liu Qingjun's small dilapidated shop belong to the same name

The territory of the "Black Tiger", the Black Tiger is levied on the merchants and stores in the area every month

"Rent", Heihu also built a good relationship with the local urban management to plan several small markets, and collected stall fees from stall owners, Wu Qingli did not continue to pay attention to the organization of this kind of ruffian collection of protection fees.

Wu Qingli knows his position and understands what he has to do, but things are far more difficult than he imagined, so Wu Qingli only needs to do a good job of patrolling and security while waiting for the opportunity.

This suburb does not seem to have a breeding ground for ambition, and for two months, nothing happened except for a skirmish caused by a stall owner in Jiangxi who was unwilling to pay rent due to a business slump when the people under the Black Tiger Brother were collecting rent, and the people nearby seemed to be living a repetitive life, without a little wave.

For Wu Qingli, it was Liu Qingjun and these security guards who called him Qingcalf for a period of time after they got acquainted with him, and let him respond for a while.

Wu Qingli saves his monthly salary, except for the monthly rent paid to Liu Qingjun, he basically has no expenses, spends five yuan a month for a haircut, and his clothes are supported by uniforms, and he has never tried the taste of a hair salon girl who is curious to explode, but occasionally he passed by and heard that voice a few times and then lingered in his mind, but after all, he was reluctant to pay the dozens of yuan.

On this day, Wu Qingli exchanged for a three-day long holiday through shifts, packed up neatly and walked into the real urban area of Harbin, this soil bun that did not turn around well in Taiyuan was stunned by the impact of the big city, looking at the cars shuttling on the street, looking up and counting the number of floors of those thieves' tall buildings, looking at the big white legs all over the street and secretly swallowing a few times of saliva, thinking that the big city is different, the skirt is so short, if it is worn in Fuliu Village, it is estimated that those people in the village can break their backbones from behind.

Looking at these Wu Qingcalf inexplicably happy, walking all the way and looking at how much attention he had attracted in a security suit, Wu Qingli came to the city for no specific purpose just to see, and after coming here, he could only barely support himself, and he didn't even have a good life in Fuliu Village, if he wanted to go on like this, he would have to go back in disgrace, and if he didn't come out to take a look, this trip would be in vain.

After wandering for a long time, Wu Qingli determined the main purpose of the trip, to visit the last existing Confucian temple in the country, Wu Qingli is not interested in these, but is interested in the existing and the last two words, after all, it may not be able to catch up with the ice and snow world of the ice city to experience this in Harbin

"Hidden in the depths of the boudoir people do not know" palace complex. Wu Qingli gritted his teeth and ate a meal of fifteen yuan

"Expensive" lunch, thinking that when I go back, I must let Liu Qingjun take him to eat authentic Northeast cuisine, although this chef cooks by himself is unpalatable, but he should know that the chef who cooks well is a circle after all.

Wu Qingqian specially found a remote restaurant to save money, which is an alley as a whole because of a name

The restaurant and one of the "Baiwei Building".

"Landscape antique shop" and set off the antique, quiet and comfortable, Wu Qingli walked through the Baiwei Restaurant when he found an ordinary Passat, the license plate he knew, in the information provided by the master has this license plate number, the owner is Qin Yixing, Qin Yixing is thirty-two years old, businessman, the founder of a well-known financial enterprise, his father is Qin Zhange, Qin Zhange, male, 57 years old, the leader of Heilongjiang Province, the provincial party secretary and governor, outstanding political achievements, unparalleled authority, even radiating the entire three eastern provinces, of course, there are many enemies.

It seems that it is Qin Yixing or his family who are dining here today, but Wu Qingli still shook his head and walked away, society is realistic, and you have no way to approach people who do not belong to the same level as you.

Wu Qingli in his own stay in Harbin development only a little luck in the case of a relaxed attitude to visit the famous Confucian Temple, this time the ticket money is more than other expenses are more refreshing, after the end of the tour to take the bus back to the terminal station is already more than six o'clock in the afternoon, the remaining nearly three kilometers of trek is nothing for Wu Qingcalf, the area is remote, is Wu Qingli jogging back when the car roared on the quiet road, and for more than one, the Passat seen in the Baiwei Building quickly rushed over, Wu Qingli only saw the driver is a middle-aged man with glasses with an anxious face, There was a rich man and a six- or seven-year-old child sitting in the back seat, and behind him was an unlicensed Honda SUV, the car had obviously been transformed, and the performance was excellent, biting the Passat in front, and in a blink of an eye, the car passed through the curve in front, Wu Qingli couldn't see the car, about five minutes later, Wu Qingli heard a loud noise, it should be the sound of a car colliding, Wu Qingli jumped out of the road and ran in the direction of the sound source, when Wu Qingli spent two minutes rushing to the scene near the scene and hiding under the road, he saw that the Passat was knocked over on the side of the road, and the Honda car was overturned on the side of the road, and the glasses man in the Passat could be seen with blood on his face and motionless in the car, The cry of a child came from the car, the door of the Honda was kicked open, and a man in black with blood on his head climbed out, and reached out to pull out another man in black, the man who was pulled out covered his arm, looking very painful, should have been injured, the two took out the pistol from behind their waists, walked to the Passat, and smiled after checking the man who was driving, it seems that this man was their main target, and then pulled the car door and dragged out the woman in the back seat and a frightened little boy who was only trembling, the woman did not move, and it should have died in the process of loading, first climbed out of the car The man in black picked up the shivering boy and glanced at the man holding his arm, Seeing that the latter nodded, his eyes were cold and he raised the gun against the boy's head, the boy's face was so pale that he couldn't even cry, but he was trembling, and when the man in black was about to pull the trigger, a small pebble hit the man's eye, the man's eyes ached, and the boy and the gun in his hand were all thrown on the ground, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and jumped up, the man holding his arm turned his head to look in the direction where the stone was flying, and was suddenly kicked away by a whip leg, the man stood up after rolling on the ground twice, and picked up the gun next to him behind him, Wu Qingli had already deceived him, kicked away the man's hand, and then prepared to step on the man's head, and suddenly heard a loud cry from the child, Wu Qingcalf immediately retreated and heard Peng's sound, the original ground splashed a piece of debris, Wu Qingcalf quickly retreated to the boy, jumped off the road with the boy and ran quickly according to the terrain just observed, there were a few gunshots behind him, but it didn't hit the two, Wu Qingcalf was fast, and he ran out of the range of the pistol after carrying the child for a while, and the two people behind him were injured and couldn't catch up with the two, so they turned around and left quickly.

Wu Qingli took the boy to the police station near Shuguang Community to report the case. After Wu Qingli described the location and situation of the crime, the police car of the whole police station was dispatched, and at the same time the phone was reported to the higher authorities for support, and Wu Qingli and the two were left at the police station to make a record, the little boy was still pale, not crying or making trouble, but he couldn't speak, he should be scared stupid.