"Yes, I'll go with you, I don't believe it, there are still people who can cover the sky with one hand!" Liu Dehua stood up violently, walked to the door and said loudly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Where are you going, Mr. Liu?" Suddenly, Andy Lau's hand that opened the door stopped in mid-air, and a man in a black suit stood at the door, looking at Andy Lau with a smile on the corner of his mouth and asking.

"Who are you? Who let you in?" Andy Lau took a step back, he saw the bulge in the waist of the person who came, and he didn't need to ask, he knew that it was not a good thing.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Liu, I have a bottom in my heart compared to Mr. Liu, Mr. asked me to protect Mr. Liu, I heard that someone will be unfavorable to Mr. Liu recently," the man leaned against the stone pillar at the door and said gracefully.

"Brother Qiang, no one will be unfavorable to me! You can go back!" Liu Dehua knew in his heart, and pretended to be calm and said.

"Don't say it so absolutely, Mr. is also thinking about Mr. Liu, by the way, and Miss Gao inside, don't worry, wait patiently for a few days, the danger is lifted, and I will naturally leave", the man said with a smile.

Andy Lau listened to a burst of light in his heart, obviously, he has completely understood the identity of the main messenger of the scene on TV at this moment, out of Zhao Huaqiang, no one can make such a means, he glanced at the shadows of the trees outside the gate, obviously, there are still a few figures wandering, it seems that Zhao Huaqiang has made up his mind to deal with political discipline, and he has made enough preparations, even he is not at ease, and he is under house arrest!

"Hmph!" Liu Dehua snorted coldly, slammed the door shut, looked at Gao Yuanyuan, who was also at a loss, and he forced himself to calm down.

"Jingle bell!" At this time, a phone rang suddenly, and Andy Lau rushed over in three steps and two steps and picked up the phone.

"Hey, Brother Hua, I'm Wang Yan! I'm afraid I can't do anything about Zhengji's affairs if an external force intervenes!" Lawyer Wang's urgent voice came from the phone, and after a pause, he continued: "But Mr. Zhengji asked me to call you, saying that I was calling the owner of this phone and relaying the predicament he encountered," Lawyer Wang opened the notepad and said.

"What's the phone number?"

"The phone is xxxxxxxx, surnamed Song", lawyer Wang's voice came, Andy Lau picked up a note in the palm of his hand, but at this time, the phone suddenly came with a busy tone, and then the man in black outside the window pulled a wire in his hand and waved it proudly at Andy Lau.

"Grass!" Andy Lau rarely burst into foul language, no need to ask, the other party said that the telephone line was unplugged.

"Andy, who's outside?" asked Andy Lau's wife, Zhu Liqian, who walked in from outside the door, with a little worry in her eyes.

"It doesn't matter, by the way, what about your phone?" asked Andy Lau expectantly.

"Those people are leaving," Zhu Liqian said, looking out the window.

"What can I do about this, I have completely lost contact with the outside world," Andy Lau said with a sad face, rubbing his brows.

"Andy, don't worry, think about it slowly, maybe there are other ways?" Zhu Liqian sat in front of Andy Lau, poured him a glass of water and said, although she didn't know what was going on, but looking at his sad face, she felt distressed from the bottom of her heart.

"That's right, big brother!" Andy Lau patted his head, ran upstairs, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the big brother from previous years, turned on the machine, tried it, God bless, it can still be used.

Looking at the phone number in his hand, Andy Lau took a deep breath, and with a glimmer of hope, dialed the phone.

"Hey?" a thick and slightly majestic voice came into Andy Lau's ears.

"Mr. Song, I'm Andy Lau, Zhengji gave me this call, he is in trouble in Xianggang," Andy Lau has no bottom in his heart, even if this Mr. Song has a lot of energy, but this is Xianggang, Xianggang who has just returned for more than a year, no matter how great his energy is, I am afraid that it will not be able to quench his thirst.

"Is Zhengji in trouble? What's going on?" Song Liang on the other end of the phone frowned, just this morning he saw the report of Zhengji's award, and was about to call to congratulate him, but he didn't expect to receive such a call now.

Andy Lau had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and narrated the incident to Song Liang.

On the other hand, Masaki was escorted into the detention center, and without even interrogation, he was directly pushed into prison.

"Stay honest and wait for arraignment," the policeman glared at Masaki and closed the iron door.

Zhengji didn't speak, but sat on the ground with his encounter, looking at the prison in Xianggang, speaking of which, he was also considered to have a relationship with the police, whether it was in Xincheng or Xianggang.

"Hey, newcomer, who told you to sit down!" Masaki was not the only one in the cell, there were seven or eight suspects who didn't look like good people leaning against the wall and glaring at Masaki with bad intentions.

Masaki didn't reply, and didn't even look at them.

"Oh, when I meet a hard bone, I look like a newcomer! I always have to learn the rules when I come in for the first time, don't you?" said one of the bald men who looked like a tyrant saw the performance of Masatsu, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, boy, did you hear me, what are you doing in a daze when you let you learn the rules? Kneel! Cover your head!" A man with a birthmark the size of a copper coin on his face next to the bald man stood up and scolded and walked towards Masaki, and the others looked at the two with mocking faces, waiting for the show to begin.

"Why did you get in?" Instead of moving, Masaki sat more and more casually.

"Hey, it's still a mainland boy!" Hearing Masaki's accent, the rest of the people's eyes changed.

"Rare guest! This has to be a good "hospitality", "hospitality", the bald man also showed a meaningful smile.

"Come, Mountain Artillery, cover his head so that he can understand our killing fist here", the bald man stood up and said with his hands on his hands.

"Okay, big brother, look good," the man called the mountain cannon walked up to Masaki with a cruel smile and looked at Masaki condescendingly.

"Are you doing it yourself, or am I here for you?" asked Yama Cannon with a blank face, looking at Masaki.

Masaki raised his head and glanced at him, playing with coins dazzlingly on the back of his hand, and suddenly, snapped his fingers, and at the same time, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the man named Shan Pao, and the whole person looked at Masaki's fingers as if he was in a daze.

"Mountain cannon, what are you grinding and chirping, you can do it!" the people around him coaxed.

The next thing completely subverted their outlook on life, and the mountain cannon turned around with a blank face, and went straight to the bald head who first indicated him, and a trace of doubt flashed in the bald head's eyes, not understanding what the mountain cannon who is very obedient on weekdays wanted to do.

"Smack!", everyone present grew their mouths, rubbed their eyes, and couldn't believe what they saw, and the bald man, who also looked slightly in a daze, felt the tingling sensation on the top of his head, if he hadn't dreamed, the mountain cannon would dare to slap himself?!

"Grass! You're tired of being a dog!" The bald man reacted, stood up violently, and kicked the waist of the mountain cannon, but the mountain cannon was like a puppeteer, and there was no subconscious obstruction at all, he completely suffered this kick, and slammed into the wall, and the severe pain came, he screamed, his eyes moved, as if he had not regained consciousness until now, he looked at the bald man in disbelief, and said aggrievedly with cold air in his mouth: "Big brother, you, why did you hit me!"

"I'll let you pretend to be stupid for me, I'll let you fill me, Tai Sui's head is ground, you're tired of it!" The bald man kicked the mountain cannon mercilessly, cursing and swearing in his mouth, ignoring the mountain cannon cryer's pleas for mercy and justification.

"What are you doing inside, be quiet!" shouted the policeman at the door, slamming his baton on the iron door.

"Yes, yes, yes, Sir, let's have a joke!" The bald man showed a flattering smile, nodded and said, stopped the beating, and moved to the corner of the wall with his chest in his hands, looking at the bald head with palpitations, grinning and smoking.

"Mountain Cannon, if you don't fight for a long time, your skin is itchy?" The bald man took out a toothpick from his pocket and put it in his mouth, glaring at the mountain cannon and said.

"Brother Ji spare my life, what did I do wrong, Brother Ji, you beat me like this!" The mountain cannon with a blue nose and swollen face looked aggrieved and puzzled.

"What did you do wrong? Tell you! If you dare to slap me on the head next time! Don't want this hand of yours!" Brother Ji spat out a mouthful of phlegm and said viciously.

"Brother Ji! When will I dare to slap you on the head! You have wronged me to death!" the mountain cannon beat his chest and shouted wronged.

"Hey, are you blind or are you dreaming? Didn't you just pat Lao Tzu on the head for a long time?!" Hearing what Shan Pao said, the bald man was not happy, and he stood up and wanted to do it again.

"Don't fight, don't fight!Brother Ji, I swear to the sky, if I make a move, I will not die well in my life, and I will not have a son!" Seeing the bald man about to move, the mountain cannon cursed and swore and said, making the people around him dumbfounded, he wasn't beaten stupid!

"Hey! I don't see it! You kid is quite ruthless to himself!" The bald man was slightly stunned, obviously he didn't expect the mountain cannon to say this, and he also vaguely felt something wrong in his heart, it stands to reason that in terms of his own prestige, the mountain cannon should not have the courage to touch the tiger's whiskers.

Almost subconsciously, the bald man set his eyes on Masaki who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and his intuition told him that this matter might have something to do with the mainlander, and the mountain artillery was normal before, why did it appear abnormal after contact with that man? "You, come here!" said the mountain cannon with a fierce wave at Masaki, but he didn't see any reaction from Masaki.