Late at night.

The moon and stars are scarce, revealing a sense of depression.

Family community of the Public Security Bureau.

At the entrance of the community, there are still firecracker debris that have not had time to be cleaned up, like a huge irony.

Building One.

The nanny was trembling and cleaning the celadon shards on the floor, not even daring to raise her head, and the room was cloudy and foggy, and it was two men sitting on the sofa smoking.

Zhou Wenshan.

Cycle.

For the two of them, today is definitely a day that will never be forgotten in this life.

Disgrace.

Wrath.

Powerless.

It's been a long time since I've experienced it.

The wedding, which had been prepared for a long time, was canceled.

Although the external excuse is that the bride is temporarily unwell and the wedding is temporarily canceled, this is just a cover on the surface.

From today onwards, probably, the Zhou family will become a laughing stock in Zhongyuan City.

However, if you can't twist your arm, even if you become a laughing stock, it's better than losing everything.

"Dad, don't smoke, I'm fine, it's just a woman, what should have passed will pass." Zhou Wavelength sighed, extinguished the cigarette, got up to replace the cold tea, and comforted his father softly.

What kind of surname his father is, Zhou Bo knows very well in his heart.

After my father was demobilized from the army, he climbed up step by step from the grassroots assistant police, did a lot of good things for the people, and of course also sought a lot of benefits for his family.

There is kindness to repay kindness, and there is revenge to revenge.

He resolutely endured this matter.

On the contrary, it is myself, I studied management and psychology in college, and after graduation, I started in business, and I have the bullying of businessmen and the fear of hard and weighing the gains and losses.

Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat, and the weak eat the strong is an eternal law in this world.

"Son, I've wronged you." Zhou Wenlong pressed the cigarette butt to death in the ashtray, leaning weakly on the sofa, and his face looked much older.

"Don't be wronged, your strength is not as good as others, what is there to be wronged if you lose." Zhou Bo clenched his fists tightly, "Dad, do you remember the story you told me when you were a child?" ”

"This story has always been firmly in my heart. When I was in elementary school, you were a little policeman who didn't get a salary of 100 yuan a month, and when I was bullied and ridiculed by rich children at school, I secretly told myself in my heart that one day, I would become a rich man. I want to do what I want to do so that my son will never be bullied by others again. ”

I've been thinking that way all these years, and I've always been doing it. Fortunately, Dad, you are getting bigger and bigger, and I can be regarded as having a successful career, and the better I go. This incident can be regarded as a wake-up call. ”

"Compared to ordinary people, we may be strong enough, but we are just a strong enough ant, and sometimes, we will still be trampled to death."

"Someday, I'll trample them all under my feet!"

Hearing these words, Zhou Wenshan was silent, but there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

Having such a son is what he has always been proud of.

Especially at this age, it is impossible to go anywhere in the official career, and the director of the public security bureau is basically the apex.

If nothing else, after one or two terms, you will retire.

Zhou Wenshan originally wanted to pave all the roads for his son before retiring, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

To be honest, he was still very satisfied with Qin Yun in his heart.

This girl, there is no need to say much about her appearance, her business ability is also outstanding, her surname and popularity are very well-known in the bureau, in Zhou Wenshan's opinion, she is a good girl who is a daughter-in-law.

It's just that......

Who would have thought that there would be such a big backer behind Qin Yun?

Wang Zhong......

Thinking of this name, Zhou Wenshan felt a deep powerlessness in his heart.

When he received the call from his son to cancel the wedding, Zhou Wenshan almost erupted, and even wanted to mobilize people to arrest this kid named Wang Zhong.

It's just that after receiving two phone calls in a row, he broke out in a cold sweat, and all his thoughts were gone.

Of these two calls, one was from Huang Tian.

Huang Tian, the person in charge of the ** department in the Central Plains, national security and public security, although they are two systems that are not contradictory, but one is equivalent to the local government and the other is equivalent to the Royal Forest Army, and the energy behind it cannot be compared at all.

If Huang Tian's phone call can still be resisted, then the second call made Zhou Wenshan completely desperate.

Su Mutian personally called, saying that Wang Zhong was the latest general manager of the Su family.

The power of the Su family, naturally, needless to say, this is a naked oppression.

Zhou Wenshan had no choice but to give up.

There is nothing but anger.

It's like what a writer said: anger is probably just because of one's own incompetence.

……

When the Zhou family was gloomy, Wang Zhong and Huang Tian were drinking.

Fifty-three degrees of two pot heads, two two one small bottles, one bottle at a mouth, there are already many bottles scattered on the ground.

Neither of them spoke, eating meat, drinking, and smoking in an authentic restaurant on the snack street.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy.

The reason for the heaviness is naturally the death of the old man.

On the day the old man died, Huang Tian knew about it through a special channel, in his mind, the old man was really like a father, kind and stern, and when he heard the news of his death, he simply went crazy.

It's just that he can't leave his responsibilities at all, so he can only bury his grief deep in his heart.

And now, seeing Wang Zhong, the brothers and sisters drank face to face, at least, they could share their sorrows with each other.

It's late at night.

The diners in the restaurant gradually ran out, and only the two of them were still fighting wine.

The dense wine bottles on the ground made the middle-aged boss sitting behind the counter dumbfounded.

Bang Dang!

Huang Tian threw down a bottle fiercely, and the solid wine bottle was instantly shattered, he stood up and shouted loudly, "Checkout!" ”

The middle-aged boss shuddered and walked out from behind the counter, a little trembling.

After all, the sense of oppression given by this man is too strong, just like a man-bear, or a man-bear with a clear mind that may break out and hurt people at any time.

After settling the account, Huang Tianyi picked up Wang Zhong and strode outside.

The cold wind is howling, making people feel a little sober.

Facing the cold wind, the two walked on the empty street, silent.

Arrived at a dark park. Huang Tian suddenly stopped, "Xiao Zhong, how about a fight?" ”

"Let me see, where are you now?"

"I heard that you broke through the realm of grandmasters next to Dujiangyan, a good thing! Great thing! ”

"Master, his old man's eyes, he really has nothing to say."

Wang Zhong did not hesitate at all, nodded and agreed.

The two fought together, and they had a tacit understanding that they didn't use their internal qi, and their fists were the most primitive strength of their bodies.

Wind...... It seems to be a little bigger.

……

A plain white woman stood on the roof of a building not far away, watching the two fight.

The moonlight shone on her, sprinkling a hazy glow, and if this scene was captured, she would definitely think that it was a fairy from the sky.

She was so beautiful.

Standard melon seed face, light moth eyebrows, Qiong nose**, especially a white long skirt, full of green silk draped behind the head, delicate and not like a girl in the world.

It's just that her eyes reveal an extremely cold light.

In that coldness, there is a hint of despair, a hint of madness.

It's like, there is no longer the slightest attachment to anything in this world.

She watched quietly.

After watching it for ten minutes, he jumped off the roof.

It fell steadily to the ground, like a gust of wind, and quickly disappeared into the night.

……

Zhou Bo sat in the study, under the orange light, he was typing on the keyboard, it was a plan to enter the real estate industry in the provincial capital.

In fact, he has long wanted to enter the provincial real estate market, this lucrative industry, can be described as making money, and with his connections, he can also play around.

It's just that after his father succeeded him as the director of the Central Plains City Public Security Bureau, he followed him here and happened to meet Qin Yun, so he was delayed for a while.

And now, shame and courage, we want to put this project that has been put on hold for a while again.

After writing a prototype, Zhou Bo opened the window and lit a cigarette leisurely.

Call......

The howling cold wind poured in, making him shiver.

In the next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

I subconsciously wanted to exclaim, but I couldn't help it.

From outside the window, a white shadow floated in, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, and more like a beautiful female corpse that has just crawled out of the grave.

The reason why Zhou Bo didn't exclaim in surprise was because he saw the shadow of this woman.

"Who are you?" Zhou Bo asked vigilantly.

The security force of the family community of the Public Security Bureau is definitely second to none in all communities, even stronger than the home of the people, how did this woman get in?

"It doesn't matter who I am." The woman's voice was as cold as her eyes, as if it could freeze people tightly. "I want to make a deal with you."

Zhou Bo asked suspiciously, "What deal?" ”

"The Murderous Deal."

Zhou Bo's heart beat violently, and he felt extremely unbelievable, late at night, such a woman flew in through the window and wanted to talk to herself about murder?

Is she crazy or what?

"Kill whom?" After hesitating for a long time, Zhou Bo asked softly, staring at her intently.

"One...... Your enemies. The woman in white gently threw out a photo, a fluttering photo, but like an incomparably sharp weapon, it was inserted into the wall at once.

This hand, Zhou Bo was dumbfounded.

Such a fierce woman.

In all fairness, although I have seen many kung fu masters over the years, I have never seen such a powerful woman.

Moreover, she is so beautiful.

And glancing at the photos on the wall, Zhou Bo's eyes froze.

The figure in the photo, although the appearance is a little blurry, he still recognizes it at a glance.

Wang Zhong! (To be continued.) )