Gu Yungui smiled: It's not high! There is room for it, so it's good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Secretly calculating, planning to use the two confused old men: You tell me the specific situation first, and I can plan too!

Hu Jiao, who was calculated by his in-laws and old friends, had already gotten into the car.

As soon as I came back in the morning, I went directly to the Ministry of Maritime Affairs. He is well versed in the use of power, making decisions in big matters and letting go of small things.

After hearing that he was going to be in charge of the track bureau, the people under him worked even harder.

At the beginning of the Qian Mansion wedding banquet, the bigwigs of the Track Bureau reached a gentleman's agreement under the auspices of Gu Yungui. Hu Ji took the initiative to withdraw from the track bureau, and the relevant personnel gave up the fight. Li Chun refused to hand over power and was justified.

Some of them are capable of doing things and making trouble, and some of them are receiving it. One is to solve the trouble of the rail bureau, and the other is to escort Hu Jiao.

Although this group of people turned over again, they never forgot their old hatred, and when they heard that Lao Hu was going to kill him back, they were not in a hurry to do anything.

Those people who were originally crowded into the conference room to drink tea and work knew that when they saw hope, they immediately collectively elected representatives to convey their sincerity to Hu Xu.

Hu Yu ordered two first, assigned errands, and happily picked up the teacup and left the conference room.

Today they heard that Lao Hu touched a nail, and everyone was afraid that Lao Hu would be angry, so they were honest like a little milk cat.

Lao Hu ordered the office to supervise the underground feedback, and finally ordered to send two people to the official department to squat, to see when they stopped, the police withdrew, and immediately made an appointment to meet Minister Qin Yue for Lao Hu.

When the underground heard it, they were all more happy. Those people from the Orbital Bureau actually got together and made a blacklist for Lao Hu's future use, most of them were communiqué personal vendettas.

Hu Yu saw that it was okay and went home with four guards. The Bureau of Cryptography added two more to him.

There was silence along the way, and because the old guards had been given temporary positions for relatives, everyone was very respectful and did not dare to disturb him.

got off the train, at the station, and suddenly saw my brother Huqin and Haiyuan outside, Huqin helped the seafarers unload the goods and transport them to Wang Xiaobraid, but mainly the big drum outside the seafarers.

Hu Yao Daxi: Brother, is Hu Yao back?

Hu Qin scratched his head: He should be back! Last night we saw him climb onto a rail car carrying goods and go in this direction.

Hu Jiao: Brother, you're busy! I'll go home first!

Hu Qin shouted behind him: Big brother, your Hu Yao has become a human, don't be afraid.

Hu Yan waved his hand: It turned into a dog, I know him!

The big black who passed by the patrol was not happy: Hu Yao is not allowed to become a dog!

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It wasn't long before that.

The angry Hu Paste came to the gate of the prison, the courtyard wall has not been covered in the past few days, Zhang Dabang and the dead ghost have nothing to do, and they have built a door by themselves.

Because of Daiyu Wu Er, Luo Xiaohei's radio station stopped broadcasting, and everyone ran to the prison gate together and formed a circle.

Hu Yao: Da Hei! Where is my Hu Yao?

Daikoku: I didn't see it!

Chen Jing: Dad! Hu Yao didn't come back!

Team Leader and Four Tails: Yes! Dad! Didn't come back!

Daiyu, you are honest, you say!

Daiyu twitched: yes!

Well!

At this moment, behind the little black buttocks, Da Bai stood up: The shoes are broken!

Eryin got up: The hat is broken!

Three black and four red: the robe on the body is broken!

Everyone sang together: Nan no Amitabha! Nan no Amitabha--

The cycle does not stop, a hundred times without stopping.

The two large trees that hold the chains in place are blown by the wind, and the rustling of leaves sounds.

Everyone stood in the shade of the trees in front of and behind the doorway, singing in unison: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!"

Facing the direction of the sun, an aperture swooped into the distance, and an object surrounded by golden light in the aperture ran over---