Outside Jinshan, a large number of people came to watch, most of them were nearby villagers. In addition, there are people who heard the news and drove to see the lively city.

Since the establishment of Jin's Agricultural Trading Company, although it does not recruit local residents into the factory, they pave roads and build bridges, which greatly promotes the local economic development. What's more, the Jin Farmers' Trading Company is right under the noses of the villagers, and people also know the Jin family, a group of honest farmers, saying that they are gangsters, underworld forces, what kind of elements, people in the city may believe it, but they absolutely don't believe it.

The villagers stood on the periphery, some climbed the trees, some squatted on the hillside, and three or five people gathered together, smoking in silence, looking at these city people with cold eyes.

Qingxiao Town, the land is barren, many places are even saline-alkali land, no one has come to govern and help all year round, and now Qingxiao Town finally has a decent big company, you will be red-eyed and come to harm others.

Yes, that's what the villagers think, the big hats of gangsters and the like are buttoned too hard, but they are seen through by this group of simple people at a glance. They insisted that the people of the city were angry and wanted to take away the Jin family's property.

Since ancient times, it has been to raise the city with the countryside, and countless villages are scattered around each city, injecting fresh blood into the city every day. Including fresh fruits and melons, including grain... and even labor. But in the end, how the city treats them, they drive luxury cars to the village to show off, they fish, they go green, they barbecue, and these simple people sweat like rain under the big sun, and continue to pump blood to that huge city.

The people in the city are disgusted with the countrymen, thinking that they are dirty, they are stupid, and the countrymen are also disgusted with the people in the city, this contradiction is compressed to the extreme outside the Jinshan, and there is a faint possibility of eruption, but at that time, no one expected it.

Under a crooked-neck willow tree, an ordinary black QQ sedan was parked, with the windows closed, and a song was playing on a loop inside.

[After that, there is a haze.]

Ahead is the mountain pass

I can't escape if I want to]

The fortune teller banged on the steering wheel and looked at the helicopter with a playful smile on his face.

Jin Qiming took Ling Xi's hand and walked down the ladder from the top of the warehouse, and the uncle came out of the warehouse and trotted up to meet them.

"Child, are you seriously injured?" The uncle trembled and touched the bandage on Jin Qiming's body, and tears flowed down his face.

Jin Qiming held the uncle's hand, very hard, he was transmitting a kind of power to the uncle: I'm here, don't be afraid!

"The small wound has been healed, uncle don't worry."

After speaking, Jin Qiming walked straight to the gate of the company and nodded to the third uncle, the third uncle sighed, pressed the button, and the steel gate like a city gate slowly opened.

Click, click, click!

Countless reporters pointed their cameras at Jin Qiming and kept taking photos.

Kim Kyung's hand is in his pocket...

"Don't move!" The fat director raised his pistol tremblingly and aimed it at Jin Qiming.

"Jin Qiming, what are you going to do, do you want to commit murder in public?" Wang Weimin shouted sharply.

Jin Qiming rubbed his ears and raised his hands to show that he was not hostile.

Ling Xi understood what Jin Qiming was going to do, and helped him take out the cigarette and lighter. Cigarettes are Nanjing, the respect of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and the price is more than 100 yuan. She held the cigarette between her two white fingers, handed it to Jin Qiming's lips, and helped him light it.

Countless reporters and onlookers recorded this scene and transmitted it directly to the Internet. In fact, not only are these media reporting in real time, but local TV stations are also broadcasting live!

The short cigarette lighting video was transmitted to Weibo, causing huge waves when it was landed, even beyond the incident itself.

"The goddess lights a cigarette, she is too handsome and fanful!"

"I also want to find a female ticket to help me light a cigarette!"

"Damn, what is that, Ninety-Five, on this occasion, smoking this kind of cigarette is arrogant enough! I like it! ”

"Damn, this kid is quite photogenic."

"yes, yes, the more I look at it, the more I look like a gang boss."

"I heard that he really has a gang with thousands of younger brothers under his hands!"

"It's real or fake..."

The discussion on the Internet has long deviated from the topic, and the atmosphere at the scene has changed from solemn and tense to a little...

Why can't you say it clearly, because the atmosphere of the audience is completely controlled by Jin Qiming alone.

It's him, he hasn't said a word since he appeared, just lit a cigarette of the Ninety-Five Honor, but everyone on the field turned their eyes to him.

"Morning, Lord Shizun, Lord Director." Jin Qiming blew out a smoke ring and said with a little playfulness, his eyes fluttering and arrogant.

All the policemen pointed their guns at him, but Jin Qiming seemed to be unaware and calmly smoked.

In Longhai City, Princess Fina, who saw this scene through the live broadcast, couldn't help but pout: "When is it, I'm still playing handsome, but it's really... ”

The black-haired girl stood next to her and rolled her eyes helplessly.

"Take care to keep him safe and don't allow any more cold shots. The police at the scene, who dared to shoot, made his whole family uneasy. Fina commanded without looking back.

"Yes!" The brunette girl made a phone call.

・・・・・・

Around Jinshan, the trees are dense, and on one of the big trees, a sniper wearing camouflage clothing is aiming at Jin Qiming. This is a killer sent by the Wang family, he has only one purpose, that is, Jin Qiming, if Jin Qiming does not appear, then the killer must not shoot, and he does not dare to mess up the situation.

If Jin Qiming appears, then he will be killed with one shot! As long as Jin Qiming is dead, it is the Wang family who has the final say on any charge. It can be said that Jin Qiming's life and death are related to the overall chessboard.

The killer squinted and found the best angle, his right index finger lightly resting on the trigger...

Poof!

The killer's eyes widened inexplicably, and then, a bloody line of blood erupted from his neck, and a strange sound came out of his throat.

He wanted to go back and see who was behind the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finch, but he couldn't see it anymore, and the vitality gradually faded from the black and white eyeballs.

The killer tilted his head and fell on the sniper rifle.

"Hmph, Princess Fina's boyfriend also dares to kill, I'm really impatient."

The guard sent by Princess Fina muttered, looked at Jin Qiming, who was pretending, and lightly jumped off the tree, ran into the dense grass, and disappeared.

The royal family meeting hall.

The backbone members of the Wang family gathered together, and there was a big screen in front of them, which was playing the picture of Jinshan being surrounded.

"Hmph, this kid, I really don't know whether he is alive or dead, and he dares to show his face."

"Why don't snipers shoot yet?"

"Look, what's that?"

On the screen, armored trucks rushed out of the mountains, and groups of soldiers lined up, surrounding more than 100 policemen, Wang Weimin, and the bureau chief.

The imperial capital, the bar of the king fat man.

"Dude, there's only so much I can do for you." Chu Xiongkuan hung up the phone, clinked glasses with the fat man, drank all the spirits, and shouted refreshed.