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As a famous night game in the provincial capital, there are naturally security guards at the door to maintain order, and even there are a lot of plainclothes thugs shuttling in the hall, like a decent Bluetooth headset and invisible microphone, reporting the movements in the night game to the monitoring room at any time, if there is really an eyeless guy who dares to make trouble here, he will definitely be subdued at the first time, and then thrown into a secluded place like a dead dog and beaten up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cheng Hongjun joined the army as a teenager and served as a soldier for most of his life. He has participated in countless battles with real swords and guns, killed countless enemies, and earned a life from the pile of dead, and has an aura of non-anger and self-authority. Even if he is dressed like an ordinary old farmer now, the momentum inadvertently revealed is not to be taken lightly.

As soon as Cheng Hongjun entered the golden door, he suddenly seemed to be a different person, the momentum on his body was constricted, his sharp eyes began to become hollow and turbid, he bent his back, and conjured a dirty woven bag in his hand, looking completely a weak old man who couldn't help but scavenge the wind.

Half an hour ago, Cheng Hongjun, who had been squatting near the resplendent of gold, finally got a chance. Because Cheng Hongjun has long known what kind of business Dongge is making his fortune, a night club like Jinbi Brilliant will not be very clean, and there will definitely be illegal drugs and other things for sale, otherwise the guests will not have a good time. Recently, the provincial capital has been very strict in the control of neurological drugs, and all the night clubs that dare to sell them privately are always delivered, and the amount of goods delivered each time is not large, even if they are caught, there is no big sin.

Most of the delivery people are underage children, or idle people who take risks for a little profit. Jin Bi Huang is no exception, because the limelight is tight, Dong Ge only dares to sell some small pills with a small amount of medicine in the middle of the night, dozens of yuan a piece, so he only dares to sell to familiar guests, each shipment is only a few dozen, the profit is not big, it is better than nothing.

The one who delivered the goods to Jin Bi Huang was a lame old man who was scavenging, and Dong Ge had a good eye, and he saw that this homeless man was old and frail, and he was alone without household registration, so it was not easy to attract the attention of others. Brother Dong instructed the splendid kitchen to pack the leftovers of the day and leave them for the old man, and the old man came to receive the leftovers regularly every night, and at the same time, he brought the small bags of "goods" in the garbage bag by the way.

Although Cheng Hongjun doesn't know the doorways on these rivers and lakes, he is an old man, a ghost and an old spirit. Cheng Hongjun informed the strategy and tactics, and believed in knowing oneself and knowing that the other side would not be defeated in a hundred battles, a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes had already seen that the scavengers were not coming from the right way, and when the scavengers leaned over to pick up drink bottles in the garbage heap, Cheng Hongjun quietly followed from behind.

Cheng Hongjun felt sorry for the scavenger and was also a bitter man, and did not harm his life, but just cut the scavenger unconscious with a knife and dragged him to a secluded alley next to the garbage heap. Looking at the scavengers' cheeks covered with vicissitudes of life and the mud in the cracked palm prints, Cheng Hongjun sighed, thought about it, and finally emptied his pockets, stuffed all the money into the scavengers' pockets, picked up the woven bag in the scavengers' hands, searched carefully inside, touched a small bag of round and hard balls with his fingertips, took it out and threw it into the trash can on the side, and then turned around and left.

Cheng Hongjun carried the woven bag he got from the scavengers, and deliberately cowered into the golden gate, the security guard at the door did not know Cheng Hongjun, but was more familiar with the bag in his hand, because the corner of the bag was painted with green paint with a big "9", but it was dirty and could not be seen clearly.

A security guard who led the team saw Cheng Hongjun's trembling appearance, rushed over in shock, grabbed Cheng Hongjun by the collar and pushed him out, Cheng Hongjun was unstable, and suddenly fell to the ground, hugged one of his feet and screamed. The security team leader pointed at Cheng Hongjun's head with the rubber roller in his hand, and scolded in a loud voice: "You blind old bastard, what kind of food did you come here for, is this the place where you can come?" Don't get out of here! ”

Cheng Hongjun just deliberately fell to the ground, raised his head and saw the fierce appearance of the security captain, but a pair of triangular eyes desperately glanced at him, signaling himself to go to the alley next to him. Cheng Hongjun was shocked, only then did he know what had gone wrong, and he secretly hated it in his heart.

Since the scavenger who delivered the goods was transporting something unsightly, he must not be able to enter from the main entrance with a swagger every day, and there would definitely be a hidden back door for receiving goods, and he had not been out for a long time, and his thinking was slow when he was older, and he didn't think of this in a hurry, and he couldn't help but regret it.

Not the process the Red Army quickly calmed down. Because since the security team leader reminded himself with his eyes, indicating that he was only suspicious and wanted to get himself to a secluded place to torture him, then things would still have a turn for the better, and he would not necessarily succeed in improvisation. Thinking of this, Cheng Hongjun slowly got up from the ground, glanced at the security team leader meaningfully, and limped to the alley.

Sure enough, Cheng Hongjun had just turned into the shadow at the entrance of the alley, and the security team leader arrived later, without saying a word, kicked Cheng Hongjun to a stumbling position, caught up and stepped on Cheng Hongjun's chest, holding the woven bag with both hands, and poured out all the contents inside, but found that there was only a pile of stinky paper screws and empty plastic bottles, and there was nothing he wanted to see.

The security team leader strengthened his feet, and whispered with a hideous face: "Where did you come from, that person?" Why are you holding his bag? What about things? ”

Cheng Hongjun's brain teaser was in a hurry, and when he realized that he was exposed, he simply calculated it, put on an unfathomable look, and said without shock: "You said that old guy who picked up rags, he was just taken away by a dog, and he can't come!" ”

Because of the fear of the police, ordinary people who mix in the underworld secretly hate the police as "dogs", as an incision on the underworld, outsiders rarely know, so after Cheng Hongjun said this, the security team leader was also stunned, with Cheng Hongjun's smile pretending to be a magic stick, his heart became more and more bottomless, and he couldn't figure out what Cheng Hongjun was coming from.

Cheng Hongjun is old and sophisticated, and when he saw the stunned appearance of the security leader, he knew that he had been blinded by himself, and continued to open his mouth: "That old guy is the police who reported to him, he said that Brother Dong is still Brother Dong, anyway, what kind of brother is it, it seems that he is kind to him, and he doesn't want to take revenge." However, the old guy's distant nephew found him and said that he would take him back to his hometown to care for the elderly, so he didn't want to do it, so he took the initiative to find me and asked me to send this bag over......"

"Where's the bag?" The security team leader was already dizzy, and he didn't realize that Cheng Hongjun's nonsense was arranged in a way that didn't match the preface.

"Aren't all things on the ground? What more could you want? Cheng Hongjun simply played a scoundrel, and snorted: "I said that you are really rude in this offspring, beating me like an old man, and desperately stepping on my stomach...... Oh, I can't live this old life! ”