"Goo-dong, goo-dong!"

After Li Yingji drank two sips of millet porridge, she pouted and said, "Although I haven't fiddled with motorcycles for a long time, I have ...... connections in this circle!"

"Gotta get it, you can say something!" Lin Jun waved his hand irritably.

"Okay!" Li Yingji nodded very persuasively, and then added: "I have a few WeChat groups, all of which are playing motorcycles! And 690Duke this kind of car, I estimate that we don't have many in the province! The first is that many people play cars now, so motorcycles are relatively niche, and the second is that there is no car culture in our Northeast, so there are not too many people who can spend money to buy 690Duke!"

When Lin Jun heard this, he nodded and responded: "I always have a feeling that not only this gunman knows me, but I should also know him!"

"Shall I inquire down?" asked Li Yingji, stretching her neck.

"You ask Xiao Yuan to help you tidy it up. Lin Jun replied seriously: "Give him a call, with him, it's good to check the source of the motorcycle!"

"Yes!" Li Yingji nodded.

"Smack!"

Lin Jun peeled an egg, and after being silent for a long time, he said: "The gunman even killed Xiao Tian, what does this mean?"

Lee Young-hee was silent.

"Alas!!! What a man Haibo is, blind in vain. Lin Jun let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart.

……

On the other end, the village department of Xingwang Village.

When Uncle Tong walked here, there were more than a dozen people behind him, but before he could finish smoking a cigarette in the house, the village was silently filled inside and out.

"Secretary Tong, how can we solve the money matter?"

"That's right, Dingfeng Group has run away, what will happen to our money?"

“……！”

After the familiar villagers met Uncle Tong, they didn't have any greetings at all, and came up to talk about money directly.

"Bang dang!"

Uncle Tong smoked a cigarette and stretched out his hand to push open the window of the village, so that the people standing outside could communicate with him smoothly.

"Lao Tong, you are talking!

"Yes, don't be bored, hurry up, what's the matter!"

“……！”

After standing at the window in silence for two seconds, Uncle Tong turned around and waved his hand at everyone and said, "I have already asked the procuratorate yesterday, and they are also doing their best to hunt down the people involved in the case, and our city's special case team has gone to Xiangg ......!"

"You're talking about some useless things!" Lao Liu suddenly waved his hand and shouted: "We are asking about you, what are you doing with the task force?"

“…… I don't talk about what the task force is talking about?" Uncle Tong spread his hands and explained: "That's right, I guarantee the fund-raising! But now that something has happened, don't you have to rely on the state and the government to solve the problem? I'm an old man, and you ask me to pay you 20 million or 30 million yuan to fill the hole, is this realistic?"

"What do you mean?

"yes, what do you mean?"

“……！”

"Can you listen to me?" Uncle Tong comforted everyone and continued to add: "At the beginning, the government made a call for fundraising, so we took accordingly, and now that something is wrong, we can communicate with the government, and we can collectively go to the project team......

"Lao Tong, you have a lot of eyes?!" The sixth sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, the slippers on his right foot were dangling, and he said, "Something's wrong, push us to the fucking government?"

"What do you mean by ......!"

"Lao Tong, don't talk about calves!" Another villager next to him opened his mouth and shouted: "A few days ago, the sixth brother and his eldest brother Zhu Changguo took the lead and led us to the city to ask for the law!

Uncle Tong was stunned.

"The government said that your fund-raising and shareholding is a personal act, so it has nothing to do with them!!If you dare to make trouble, I will arrest you!" Lao Liu smoked a cigarette and said clearly.

Uncle Tong frowned and smoked a cigarette without saying a word.

"Yes, you don't have to incite us to go to the city government for a sit-in! We don't have the guarel, and we can't afford to spend it with them!" An old man in front of the sixth child waved his hand and said directly: "Now we will find you as a guarantor, and you must recover the money from us!"

“…… How do you let me chase it?!" Uncle Tong asked with a haggard spreader, "Where am I going to chase?!"

"That's your problem!" When Lao Liu heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied, and stood up directly and scolded: "What's the matter between you and Dingfeng Group, you don't know in your own heart?! I don't tell you it's useless, I can't take care of other people's affairs, my family paid a total of 50,000 yuan, you pay me back immediately!"

"Where am I going to give you the whole 50,000 yuan?"

"Old B, are you stupid when we are?!" The sixth pointed at Uncle Tong's cheek and scolded: "You have raised more than 20 million yuan in the village! Dingfeng will give you at least 5% rebates! Don't say it's useless, quickly take out this money and share it with everyone!"

"!!!When will I get the rebate?" Uncle Tong couldn't argue, and his heart was about to explode with grievance.

"You didn't take the rebate, why did the procuratorate arrest you?!" The sixth man glared at the beads and asked: "You are a good person, the procuratorate is looking for you?!Arrest you?!Don't think that you have a hotel in the city, a rich relative, you just want to do what, just do what, let me tell you, if you don't give me this money, I will kill your whole family!"

"Sixth, calm down!" said the older people around.

"I'll calm down!!" Lao Liu suddenly turned his head and responded: "I've asked someone! Of the dozen or so village party secretaries who have been saved, the least one has made more than 1.5 million yuan in the matter of attracting investment!

The crowd was silent.

"You fucking pity these blood-drinking bastards, who pities you?!" Lao Liu stretched out his hands and grabbed Uncle Tong's neck directly, and then scolded: "If you don't give money today, it's definitely not good! I'm fucking going out to prison, and I have to clean you up!"

"......!" the corners of Uncle Tong's mouth twitched, speechless.

"Sixth, don't move!"

"Fuck off!"

Someone pulled the rack, some people dissuaded, but the tense atmosphere in the house was not alleviated in the slightest, and the sixth child spent Uncle Tong's neck collar and roared and asked: "Fuck your mother, do you want to give money!!"

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, a kitchen knife flew in without warning.

"!"

The people at the door suddenly ducked.

"Dangchang!"

The kitchen knife smashed into the window frame, and everyone turned to look at the door.

"Get out of here, fuck me B!!" Tong Peng carried a sickle in his left hand and a firewood knife in his right hand, and then rushed in with red eyes and shouted: "Fuck your mother! I see who dares to touch my dad!!! I'll fucking chop it all for you!"

"Little B cub!" the sixth child turned around and was about to curse.

"Brush!"

Tong Peng didn't say a word, and the wheel knife was cut.

"Smack, poof!"

"Oops!"

After the sixth man stretched out his hand to block it, he suddenly snorted, and a hole was cut out in his arm.

"Hulala!"

Everyone saw that things were not good, and there might be death in the non-racking house, so they reached out and stopped Tong Peng.

"Fuck! The fundraising is your own volition!!Who forced you to do this with a knife?" Tong Peng roared and scolded: "My dad has been a village cadre for so many years! Who of you has seen him take something from home?! Even a brick counts!!"

"Don't talk about it......" Uncle Tong scolded.

……

The other end.

Near the border between Mo H and Russia, Liu Wei received a message while fishing.

"Who?" Luo Bingxu asked.

"It seems to be Haicheng!" Liu Wei responded casually: "I'll give him a reply later!"

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