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"Whew! I, Wang Yiheng, will not be in the company of you pigs and dogs, you are the moth of the country and the cancer of the people! Wang Yiheng's eyes twisted, and the baton in his hand flew up, instantly knocking four or five people to the ground, and his left hand did not stop, turning around and smashing a thug who attacked from behind unconscious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that Wang Yiheng was so brave, the long-haired man couldn't stand it anymore and decided to take matters into his own hands. He shook his neck and smashed a beer bottle beside him, revealing a cold spike. The men and women hiding under the tables no longer knew what to do, and some of them recovered and began to pick up their phones and secretly call the police.

"Not good." When the long-haired man saw someone pick up the mobile phone, he felt that it was not good, so he touched Wang Yiheng's back as quickly as possible, and while he was not paying attention, he stabbed half of the beer bottle in his hand towards Wang Yiheng's body.

Wang Yiheng felt a chill in his back, and a strong pain hit, and he threw the baton back, directly smashing the long-haired man's hand to a broken bone.

It's just that due to the impact of the injury on his back, Wang Yiheng's movements slowed down a little, and in the end, his two fists were invincible to his four hands, and he was knocked out by a stuffy stick.

The long-haired man's face was pale, his breathing was heavy, and he said to the rest of the people: "Take this note, hurry up, leave in batches, and don't say anything about anyone else if you are caught, the boss will fish you out quickly." Hide for a while, and then gather at an alternate location after a week. ”

The long-haired man gave an order, took Wang Yiheng and got into a truck, specially picked some remote roads to walk, and soon arrived at a sparsely populated rural area.

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In a bungalow, the dragon and his men are secretly talking.

"Boss, what to do with this person, he has been fed medicine by us, and he can't wake up in a short time." The long-haired man disposed of his severed arm, and in front of him was the boss of the Poison Dragon Gang, the Poison Dragon.

"Let's see, after all, he is a policeman, and it is more troublesome to deal with. Wait a few days, wait for him to have withdrawal, and ask us for 'K88', and then master his handle, this matter may be able to pass like that, after all, it is a pity to let us give up the foundation of working hard in Chunlan City for so long. The dragon took a puff on his cigar and slowly exhaled a white smoke ring.

The long-haired young man got up and punched Wang Yiheng hard in the stomach, making him snort in a coma, and the wound on his back showed signs of oozing blood.

"He deserves to be killed! Just because of this bullshit policeman, let's give up such a big bar, if he didn't have the police on his body, Lao Tzu would have to chop him up and feed the fish! The long-haired young man said resentfully.

"Wait quietly, if this period of limelight passes, someone from above will be notified." The poisonous dragon snuffed out the cigarette butt and lit a new cigarette, and the long-haired young man saw this and hurriedly handed over the lighter.

"The boss is really well-connected." The long-haired young man patted his ass.

"Hehe, these days, there are many good officials, but there are not a few corrupt officials, they just want the word 'money'." The poisonous dragon said sarcastically.

"If you don't make decisions about money, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes." The long-haired young man added.

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Meng Xiaoxian returned home and wanted to inquire about the progress of Wang Yiheng's investigation, but picked up the phone, thought about it and put it down, if he asked at this time, I am afraid that he would lose the good mood of the upcoming live broadcast.

wrote a live broadcast outline, Meng Xiaoxian took a cold shower, changed into a cool summer coat, turned on the computer, and logged in to the live broadcast account.

After some old viewers paid attention to Meng Xiaoxian's live broadcast room, when she started the live broadcast, they would receive a prompt, at this time, it was already half past ten in the evening, and most of them were already lying on the bed playing with their mobile phones.

Although the mobile phone can also receive the live broadcast, but after all, it is inconvenient, when receiving Meng Xiaoxian's "Xianxian New Song Express" after the broadcast, many fans who have never forgotten Meng Xiaoxian turned on the computer and tuned to Meng Xiaoxian's live broadcast room.

In less than five minutes, Meng Xiaoxian debugged the equipment, and more than 60 people had already entered the room, and she greeted the fans.

"Immortal has appeared again! I want to listen to the fairy singing! ”

"Good evening! Can you sing yesterday's song again? ”

"Seeing the anchor's cool summer clothes, I feel that my myopia has improved a lot for many years."

“……”

"Good evening, everyone, I'm Xianxian, today, I will bring you a new song and a guitar pure music, please look forward to it and don't forget to promote Xianxian's song and Xianxian's live broadcast room."

The first thing Meng Xiaoxian saw was a lot of greeting messages, but the number of people was a bit large, and it was impossible for her to reply one by one, so Meng Xiaoxian coughed, said sorry, and picked up the guitar beside her - "Qingquan Wushuang", adjusted her state, and Meng Xiaoxian felt that she could start.

"The anchor is going to play the guitar, I'm looking forward to it!"

"Anyway, this guitar looks quite tall, it should cost a lot of money, the anchor is a bloody investment!"

"I don't know where the anchor bought this guitar, I also want to buy one and go back to practice."

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After playing it lightly a few times, the flowing melody directly conquered the fans again, and the page was also full of messages and frequent words of praise.

"Pear Blossoms Bloom and Bloom, please listen."

Meng Xiaoxian said with a smile, her green jade fingers brushed the guitar, and the prelude mixed with a touch of melancholy was as gentle as flowing water.

After singing, Meng Xiaoxian found that there were more tips on the panel, and a trace of excitement came to her heart, if only one day, this reward could occupy the entire screen densely, which can only be done by some super popular anchors.

Similarly, after singing another song "About Winter", the audience's emotions were already high, seeing that the time was almost eleven o'clock, and the fans had not yet faded, Meng Xiaoxian was even more moved, because this was also a special support for herself.

Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoxian looked down at the "Qingquan Wushuang" leaning on him, and felt more and more precious about this guitar. Not to mention that this guitar is full of Zhao Linfeng's strong family sustenance, just this tone, timbre and softness in the hand, with Meng Xiaoxian's ten years of guitar skills, he has deeply felt the extraordinaryness of this guitar.

This is definitely more than two thousand yuan, thinking of the string of numbers that Zhao Linfeng showed himself that day, it is likely that the names and times engraved by those guitar masters after the guitar is completed, not the price.

And to have a guitar master engrave his name on the guitar is definitely a masterpiece of that master.

This person owes a lot of favor, and Meng Xiaoxian feels the need to go to the "petty bourgeois piano" musical instrument store again and return the guitar to him.

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PS: "Farewell" lyrics: Li Shutong. The original singer is no longer verifiable. Personally, I think the best chorus version is the Black Duck Group, and the best solo version is Pu Shu, so you can listen to it.