379, the rat of righteousness
In the country house, Lao Xue, who was a little excited, has been in a state of excitement since he called me.
It seems that Hongtai Entertainment has become his industry, and Hongtai Development also belongs to his name, and everything seems to be so smooth.
After a busy month, he finally had an end, and he sighed secretly: This Zhang Hailong gang is not as terrifying as outsiders say, grass, please two outlaw gangs, it's done?
Vulnerable.
"Langeregrand ......"
Lao Xue, who was in a good mood, came to the wine cabinet, opened the cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, took two goblets, and slowly went up the stairs.
"Bang dang!"
The bedroom door opened, and his wife, who was sulking, suddenly turned her head, looked at the red wine in his hand, and was stunned: "What are you pretending to be crazy about?" ”
"Hey, boss, let's be on the hour today."
Lao Xue stepped forward with a smile, put the wine glass on the dresser, and slowly opened the red wine with a red wine driver.
"Whoa!"
Bright red wine, with seductive tones, is poured into two goblts.
"Lao Xue, ...... are you" The wife was blind, sitting on the dresser, a little at a loss.
In the past, she took the initiative, and Lao Xue still liked to take care of it, which was also powerless, but today, could it be said that the sun came out of the west?
Red wine, goblets, flirting tools full of fun, she really wanted to say, what is it to Wat'ayu?
"Oh, the things in the store have been solved, I'm in a good mood, hehe, let's make it on the hour." Lao Xue smiled and put the wine glass in his wife's palm, and as soon as the two of them clinked glasses, they went down for most of the time.
"Oops, you're pretty tired, too." After a drink, Lao Xue was full again, his wife actually understood Lao Xue very well, but he stayed at home alone every day, that kind of taste, if the mentality is not strong, how can she not hold on.
"Hehe, it's good that you know."
After two cups, Lao Xue's face was obviously red, and it was very hot, he took off his clothes, put on his pants, took his wife's little hand, and walked towards the big bed.
"Having fun?" The wife bent her willow eyebrows, with a strong desire in her eyes.
"Just play and play, this special body is not good, wait a few years, and if you want to play, you won't have the strength."
Tonight, Lao Xue's interest was very high, even stronger than his wife, and he actually felt it not long after he went to bed.
They are all old husbands and wives, and naturally they are not as good at playing as young people now, so they go straight to the topic.
"Jingle bell!"
The mobile phone placed at the bedside suddenly rang, it was a text message.
"Oh, can you please stop looking at your broken phone." When Lao Xue heard this, he wanted to grab his mobile phone, but was stopped by his wife.
The wife who was in the mood, how could he allow him to relax at this critical moment, so he grabbed the phone directly in his hand.
"Jingle bell!" The phone rang again, it was still a text message, and the wife was not moved at all with a comfortable look.
"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell ......"
This time, the rapid phone rang directly, but it didn't take five seconds for it to be hung up again.
"Huhu...... Come, show me, just take a look. Lao Xue was sweating profusely, panting, and lying on top of his wife.
"If you don't look at it, it won't ring for a while, it's probably a harassing call." The wife grabbed the phone in her hand, her face flushed: "Hurry up, it's here soon." ”
……
In Jinding Town, Yulongpo, a young man held a mobile phone, covered the bright light of the screen with his sleeve, kept pressing the buttons, and sent text messages quickly.
"Grass, didn't you say okay, why don't you go back, paralyzed, you break the chain for me at this time, grass."
"Pick it up, go back, grass and mud horses." The sweat on the young man's face had long since wet his hair, almost covering his eyes.
In the center of Longpo, Qiuqiu six people, all disarmed, under the powerful fire offensive, his shotgun is no different from a baby's toy.
"Bang Bang!"
The old ghost grabbed a man. A few kicks passed, and immediately made him kneel on the ground.
"Grass mud horse."
The man also has blood, even if he is pressed by a few people, he gritted his teeth and looked at him viciously, and blood came out of his mouth.
"Kneel, don't you understand?"
The brother behind him, concocted in the same way, grabbed it for a while.
"Little Dragon." I watched the performances of several people with interest, but I didn't stop it, knowing that the old ghost stepped forward in person, grabbed Qiuqiu's head, knocked a pistol on the door of his head, and after the blood flowed, he had to kneel, Brother Qing couldn't stand it.
"This person is a little bold, leave some bottom line."
Brother Qing stepped forward and waved at the old ghost, the old ghost looked up, saw me nodded lightly, and then let go of the hand holding his hair: "Grass and mud horses, the Great Northeast, just like you?" ”
"My eldest brother used to be from the Northeast, why don't you be so cowardly?"
"Planted in your hands, I admit it, if you want to kill or scrape, whatever you want!" Qiuqiu put his hands behind his back and half-knelt on the ground.
"Hehe, I'm not going to kill you." I smiled, suddenly turned my head, glanced at the dark jungle around me for more than ten seconds, and opened my mouth suddenly: "My brother, aren't you coming out yet?" ”
"Haven't you come out yet?" Immediately after, Ma Jun roared again.
"Come out!! Come out!!! ”
Xiao Kaihuazi is even more direct, holding the miner's lamp and sweeping everywhere directly.
"What's going on?" Qiuqiu and others, old ghosts and others, were confused at the same time, but the next action was definitely to defend themselves.
……
In the grass, Dadong turned his head and looked at the mouse in shock, his eyes full of disbelief: "Mouse, is it really you?" ”
The sweat on the forehead of the "......" rat fell down as quickly as rain.
Hearing Dadong's question, he didn't answer, the fingers of his hands kept buckling on the ground, his nails were full of dirt, the nail shells were broken, and the blood flowed out, he didn't feel it.
"Mouse, tell me, is it you?"
"Huh? Tell me. Dadong stared, grabbed the mouse's shoulders with both hands, kept shaking, and roared in a low voice.
Mouse, the gangsters in the suburbs in the past, sometimes didn't even have to eat, and they didn't have a whole piece of money.
He entered Hongtai, manager to director, just two months, tens of thousands of oil and water per month, enough for him to live well.
Who gave it, wasn't it me?
Isn't it enough for me as a boss, a big brother, an employee, a younger brother?
Dadong also thinks so, he used to be a gangster, what do you want, but now, Hongtai's manager, when people outside meet, they all call Brother Dong.
Doesn't that count?
"......" The mouse clung to the wild grass on the ground, his eyes looked at the other side, and the green tendons on his neck were thicker and thicker.
"Tell me." Dadong was in a hurry, his eyes were blood-red, like a wolf eating meat: "If it's you, let's go and ask the eldest brother, there is still a glimmer of life." ”
Chance.
These four words, listening to the mouse's ears, immediately made his body tremble.
He pushed Dadong away and stumbled towards the center of the field.
More than ten seconds later, he came to the center of the field panting, I squinted my eyes and looked at him, Brother Qing's expression was even more stagnant.
"Is it really you?" Ma Jun was stunned for a moment, stepped forward and kicked over.
"Do we owe you?"
The rat staggered three steps, but he quickly adjusted his posture, stepped forward, walked to a meter away from me, and slowly bent his knees until he knelt on the ground.
"Is that you?" I touched my chin, my eyes half-squinted, looking at the sweat on his face and the trepidation in his eyes.
"Is that you?" I asked again calmly.
"Brother, I was wrong." He bowed his head and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Smack."
This time, even Brother Qing was angry, with old arms and legs, stepped forward and slapped him in the face, and asked fiercely: "Mouse, has your eldest brother done less for you?" Although you are from outside, do you know that your eldest brother has already said that when the Yanjiang Park project is completed, you will be given a whole house, and the down payment will be set aside for finances, and you will repay him like this? ”
"You, you......" Brother Qing pointed at him with trembling fingers for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, turned around and took a few steps back.
From the perspective of the old ghost, you can clearly see the state of muscle shaking on Brother Qing's face.
"Huh!"
Hearing Brother Qing's words, the mouse instantly raised his head, staring at the beads of his eyes, with fear, guilt, and deep self-blame and emotion.
"Do you know why your sister-in-law wasn't in the store a few days ago?" Ma Jun calmly looked at the mouse on the ground: "It's just to show you the house, whether it's you, or Dadong, or Xiaohao and Fat Dun, treat everyone equally, one set for each person, the down payment will be given to you, and the mortgage will be taken by yourself, hehe, what you are doing now makes us very cold." ”
"It's really chilling."
After Ma Jun finished speaking, he turned around again, stood with Brother Qing, lit a cigarette, and looked at the endless night sky.
This is the first time we have faced betrayal so directly, such a red fruit, so unacceptable.
"Brother, I was wrong, I admit punishment."
I was stunned for a moment, my eyes quickly turned sharply, and I glanced at the mouse whose shoulders were constantly shrugging, and scolded sharply: "Is it really you?" ”
"It's me."
"That's not right." I turned around, looked at Brother Qing and asked, "Brother Qing, you have the budget information for the project over there, who can see it?" ”