As a passive show of affection, Ding Yanqing can only twitch the corners of his mouth.

But when the mourning standard heard this, he was furious, pointed at Pan Xiaodie and scolded, "Damn, it's all here." Do you still show affection to Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu will you now. ”

That's when she knew she was scared. She regretted it, she hated her curiosity, and she hated the dead fat man even more. What I hate the most is why I want to pretend to be amnesia.

Well, now I don't even have a bodyguard by my side. And the "stupid brother" who spoils herself the most is not around, and her helpless tears flow...

I can't be defiled by these filthy, smelly men, not even to die.

Right... Die?...

Immediately Pan Xiaodie thought of the word death, and she really wanted to die at this moment. Just as she was still thinking about how to die, a loud cry reached her ears.

"Stop. ”

Pan Xiaodie opened her eyes and saw that she didn't know when a few young people would come, and there were a few cars parked behind them, and you could see that they were not ordinary people by looking at the models.

It was Li Tie who arrived with a few people. Pan Xiaodie's eyes lit up, her savior arrived, and she was in a good mood. shouted into the distance, "Li Tie, I'm here." ”

A path was dodged behind the crowd, and the mourners looked at it fixedly. He knows a few people who came, basically some sons and daughters in the city, the second generation of officials and the like.

For example: Li Tie, his father is the deputy director of the Provincial Bureau of Industry and Commerce. Ma Jun, his father is the head of the district, he has an uncle who is the head of the district police, and he has heard that there is an aunt who is the mayor of Shanghai. Xu Sanli, his father is the director of the Provincial Department of Education, etc. . .

However, for these sons, the mourning standard is not looked down upon at all. Because his eldest brother, Bai Qinghong, is the underground emperor of the city.

This is capital, have a good big brother. It doesn't matter if you can't hold up the wall in the mud, but the mourning standard is not a small role, and he is one of the four major cadres. To put it mildly, it is equivalent to the level of a county magistrate.

Now that he has met a few second-generation officials, he really doesn't need to look at anyone's face, maybe their parents will give some face. But how many of them......

Mourning Biao recognized Li Tie and the others, and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?" What do you little cubs mean by coming? Are you going to challenge me?"

Li Tie took his brothers all the way to the mourning standard, and handed a cigarette to the mourning standard with a smile. "Brother Biao, don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, come today... It's something to ask you for. ”

"Oh, please do my errands, but do you know how much I am worth?" asked the mourner, smoking a cigarette.

"Hey, in Y City, who doesn't know Brother Biao's name. They were all stomping their feet, and the ground was shaking. "Li Tie is holding the mourning mark here, and he can only hold it, after all, his identity is compared with others... It's too much worse, and the mourning standard is still a serious underworld element.

Li Tie was talking and laughing here, nodding and talking. Several other young men were watching the motion. Only Ma Jun stood on the spot with an indifferent attitude and did not speak.

Pan Xiaodie is behind the mourning standard, controlled by a few thugs. At this time, when he saw the savior coming, he was full of joy and joy. Can... Li Tie was too polite to that person. It's a smile again, and a nod again. She felt that Li Tie might not be able to help much in this matter, but she didn't blame Li Tie, if she wanted to blame the dead fat man, it was all his fault.

They are talking here, and Ding Yanqing is also here to ask Ergouzi about it, but it is all some basic common sense of mourning and white, blue and red.

For example, the four major cadres under Bai Qinghong, the mourning standard can play a good color. The green snake is ruthless. The monk is pretending to be compassionate and greedy for money. Li Mingyang is the master.

The first two Ding Yanqing have met and fought each other. The latter two have never been seen. However, Ding Yanqing knew that sooner or later he would deal with the latter two.

The second dog is here and speaks everything he can say. Then he knelt on the ground and wanted to apprentice. But he also knew that He Xiaojuntong disagreed not with him, but with the fat man in front of him.

"Mr. Ding, if I don't die today, can you take me a dog's life. ... I beg you. ”

Ergouzi said very sincerely, for him, there is no personality anymore, dignity and these things, all the things he thinks about are to learn from his teacher and take revenge.

Sometimes, when people are cornered. Some things were naturally given up, and if he hadn't met Ding Yanqing and a few people today, he might have been hacked to death on the spot. Although he also knew that it was unlikely that he would survive today, it was still possible, wasn't it?

Ding Yanqing didn't have much feeling for Ergouzi's surrender, although he also fantasized about the shock of the tiger's body, the anger of Wang Ba, and the master knelt everywhere and begged to be taken in. But he always felt that he was an ordinary person, at most an ordinary person with a local tyrant system.

"Since you want me to take it in, then I agree. You can also learn from He Xiaojun as a teacher. But there is an ugly saying ahead, you can't break my rules, otherwise... Don't blame me for being unkind. ”

When the second dog heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed. "Yes, the second dog listens to the master from now on. If you violate the rules of your master, you will die by self-infliction. ... However, your rule is..."

Ergouzi's words really reminded him of some novel passages, and he used to think it was really vulgar. But when it happened to me, it was really sunshine on my body, and it was cool inside and out.

"My rules, that is..."Ding Yanqing has no rules, no matter whether it is He Xiaojun or the housekeeper, he has always done a good job, and he has not bothered at all.

"My rules... It is... My word is the decree. ... Right... Divine Decree..."

The second dog knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, although he didn't understand what this bullshit meant. But he can only show his determination and surrender in this way.

"Yes, master. In the future, the two dogs will never violate the rules of the master. ”

Looking at Ergouzi's surrender, as Ding Yanqing, who used to be a fat house, it is a bit incredible. It seems that these two dogs are older than me, and this dignity is gone, is it really okay?

"Get up and stand behind me. ... Also, don't call me master in the future, call me young master. Do you understand?... And also... Don't kneel down in the future, it's too classy. ”

The second dog just remembered, heard it, and knelt down again... Tossed several times before standing up and standing behind Ding Yanqing.

He wiped his forehead, not knowing if he was right or wrong.

Everyone didn't see this scene, and maybe they didn't care about it when they saw it. They're all dying anyway. All of them are focusing on the people who mourn the standard.

And there is a person who sees the end from the beginning, and sees it in his eyes and remembers it in his heart.

She is Pan Xiaodie, who has fake amnesia and waits for a savior.