"That's the case, you see that you have also been beaten, and your anger has been spread, He Gongzi is now lying obediently in the hospital, and he doesn't dare to go against you anymore, this is ...... Is this a spell, shouldn't it be ......?"

"What spell? I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"Hey, Mr. Chen, this is not good, we are all understanding people, just say three points, we admit that you have powerful means and superb skills, even if we are convinced, okay?"

"Oh, that's right." Chen Weidong curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"I wonder what Mr. Chen thinks? Please think about it. Song Xinbiao lowered his posture as much as possible, and his heart was pounding up and down.

"What if I say no?"

"That'...... It's up to you, but I have a sentence to offer, this rabbit is in a hurry and bites, don't do things too much, if you really want to shoot and scatter, everyone will be unhappy, why bother. ”

"Oh, you're finally admitting you're a rabbit?" Chen Weidong was too lazy to answer him head-on, and it was a "funny" word to go around.

"I ......" Song Xinbiao was so angry that his hands trembled, but he still endured it and said: "Yes, in front of Mr. Chen, I am a rabbit." ”

"Oh, that's right, but I don't see it." Chen Weidong spat and said leisurely: "You are a dog, understand?" What rabbit is in a hurry and bites, not suitable or inappropriate, we are all cultural people, how can the proverb be used indiscriminately, it is obvious that the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry! ~”

Song Xinbiao clenched his fists, and his eyes seemed to erupt with fire.

God is above, he really wants a thunderbolt to rain down from the sky and kill Chen Weidong, the bastard who killed a thousand knives. Egg!

But the form shì is stronger than the person. Director He is still staring at him, how dare he turn his face with someone? In case things are messed up because of him, then ...... Director Ho is no joke when he gets angry.

Calm down! Calm down! I must endure it! If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan......

Song Xinbiao kept admonishing himself in his heart. It was easy to adjust his mentality, gritted his teeth and said: "Whatever you say, you are cool, we will have a banquet in Bao Yilou at eight o'clock tonight, and invite Mr. Chen to appreciate his face." ”

"Invite me to dinner?" Chen Weidong smiled strangely, and said coldly: "It's a pity, I don't have time." Let him eat for himself! ”

"Mr. Chen, it's too unkind for you to do this, what do you want...... Feed. Hey, hey, hey! Song Xinbiao yelled at the phone, but the other party had already hung up the phone, and it was useless for him to yell again.

"What a bureau, he ......" Team Song looked at He Qingyuan on the side. The sweat is down.

"Fight again!" He Qingyuan's face darkened. His expression was so gloomy that he could drip water.

The boss spoke, and the Song team had no choice but to grit his back molars and continue to dial Chen Weidong's number. The egg turned off the phone directly, yes, there was no need to talk about it, there was no need to talk about it at all.

"What a game. Look at this ......" The Song Brigade was really out of options, so they had to ask the leader for instructions.

"Take a look. Look at the! If the phone can't get through, send someone to find it! I don't care what method you use, whether it's coercion, inducement, sprinkling and rolling, kneeling and begging for mercy, in short, I want to see others at eight o'clock tonight! Don't go yet! ”

Director He suddenly lost his temper, so frightened that the Song Brigade was so busy that he almost fell down when he ran too fast.

"Damn, it's really cheap, it's uncomfortable not to scold!" Director He spat on the ground.

Of course, the Song brigade didn't see this scene, he has now returned to his car, scolding and scolding non-stop, scolding Chen Weidong's ancestors all over the eight generations.

Right now, his life is the saddest, there is Chen Weidong, a mountain that can't be moved, and Director He, the evil lord who turns his face faster than a book, and the only young master who is good at talking, is lying in the hospital with a fever and talking nonsense at this time, and he can't count on it at all.

If he wants to do something, he has to have someone, but the city has not been peaceful recently, and there are many cases, how can the public security brigade have so many police forces for him to drive away at all times?

If in the past, he was not afraid, a phone call, his younger brother Song Dongqiang would appear with a group of people, whether it was to intimidate and strengthen his courage, whether it was killing people or setting fires, it was all a matter of one sentence.

But now, Song Dongqiang is also lying in the hospital, he can't do anything, and a few of his subordinates are in charge, and they were arrested by Xiao Ling's dead girl, and they haven't released anyone yet, leaving the little brothers who love to fight and kill, and there is no leader to take them, that is, a group of stragglers, who are not reliable at all.

It can be said that the Song Brigade is almost a bare-bones commander now, and he can't command a few people at all, not to mention how troublesome things are.

He cheered up and began to make calls, since his brother couldn't count on it, he had to rely on himself.

Fortunately, the Song Brigade usually travels extensively and has a good reputation on the road, so it is no problem to call a group of people after a few phone calls.

Just when he was busy, He Qingyuan had already rushed to the hospital.

Recently, he has been very concerned about his son, and he has come to the hospital very frequently, for fear that when he doesn't pay attention, it will become the last glance between father and son.

At first, he was not convinced, thinking that Chen Weidong was just playing some small tricks, and his son could still be saved.

But after a few days, He Qingyuan didn't dare to be so sure, because during this period, he found many doctors to see, including some famous doctors, but the results all waved their hands and shook their heads, and none of them said anything good.

He Qingyuan's heart gradually sank, and then he listened to his wife's construction and found a master who came down from a certain mountain, who is said to be very powerful, has the ability to exorcise ghosts and spirits, and has recently made a lot of fame, and even Mayor Ma of the neighboring city has asked him to do things.

To be honest, He Qingyuan didn't believe in this set, but his son's situation became more and more strict, and he was forced to have no choice, so he could only hold the idea of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and pinch his nose and invite.

The appearance fee of this master is not cheap, and it costs 500,000 yuan as soon as he opens his mouth.

His son's life is worried, and Director He is too lazy to be verbose, 500,000 is 500,000, and the He family is not short of this money.

However, after the master came, he gave He Gongzi a pulse, opened his eyelids and looked at it, got up and turned around and left, not even asking for money.

Director He was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop the master, no matter what, he wanted an explanation.

The master shook his head like a rattle, and said that Ling Lang had been haunted by evil ghosts, and half of the three souls and seven spirits had been lost, there was nothing to say about this situation, even if Da Luo Jinxian went down to earth, he was not saved, anyway, I can't control it, you can find whoever you like.

Director He was furious, and wanted to pull out a gun on the spot to collapse the bare head in front of him into a rotten watermelon, but after thinking about it, it was an eventful time now, and it was not appropriate to cause chaos, so he still held back.

The master left, and walked very simply, without even taking the money.

Mrs. He sat on the ground and cried, calling for evil, causing everyone around to watch.

Director He was upset, so angry that he almost vomited blood, and after thinking about it, he made a decision: to be soft, and temporarily give in to the surnamed Chen. is such a son himself, no matter what, he can't watch him disappear like this.

The revenge can be avenged later, if the son doesn't wake up in the past few days, it will really be gone......

So, with the phone call above, Director He originally thought that if he was soft and promised to compensate accordingly, the person surnamed Chen should agree happily, but he never expected that the person surnamed Chen would be such a bastard, it was simply invulnerable!

Face this stream. Hooligans, Director He felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

This...... Isn't this a retribution from heaven? He Qingyuan has been majestic in Luo'an for more than ten years, and now it is finally time to repay his debts......

On the other side, Chen Weidong had already driven the car to the Graceland community, it was still early at this time, and Mrs. Song's mother and son had not returned, so he simply went into the room and began to pack up his things, so that he could move out at any time.

Picking it up, he came to the basement, where a lot of miscellaneous items were piled up, many of which belonged to the original owner, and he didn't know why he didn't take them.

Chen Weidong remembered the haunting dream, thinking that he had discovered it here.

To say that this mirror is really a good thing, if a person who is proficient in the art of ghosts and gods has it, it is simply too convenient for people to rise up!

Chen Weidong already has some small plans in his heart that revolve around the haunting dream, of course, the object is no longer He Shao and Song Dongqiang, but ......

Thinking about it, the corners of Chen Weidong's mouth couldn't help but curl, and he smiled evilly.

At six o'clock in the evening, Mrs. Song came back with her son, and Chen Weidong had already prepared a table of dishes, waiting for their mother and son to eat.

Song Jia's expression was very relaxed, and he didn't mention the matter of moving when he entered the door, which made Chen Weidong a little bit of something, thinking that he might rarely see Xiaozi in the future, he was really a little reluctant.

Anyway, the little guy is surprisingly well-behaved today, and his mother will do whatever he tells him to do, he will never stand when he is told to sit, and he will never run around when he is asked to eat, which is very different from usual.

Chen Weidong intuitively felt that there was a ghost in this matter, and sure enough, after a while, the little guy showed his fox tail.

He took advantage of Chen Weidong's toilet to secretly shake his mother's arm, and said pitifully: "Mommy, I'm so well-behaved, will Uncle Pilot still leave?" ”

Song Jia smiled: "Then I don't know, you have to ask your uncle in person, if your uncle insists on leaving, Mommy can't help it, you can only see your own efforts." ”

"Oh......" The little guy lowered his head, stopped eating, and looked very embarrassed with a sad face.

Chen Weidong admitted that he was amused, although he was in the bathroom, he could see the movement in the living room clearly.

"Ahh shares, so why actively work hard to perform well? ~”

This thing walked out with a smile, and made Song Jia laugh so much that it was so charming that the flowers and branches trembled.

The little guy immediately dropped the rice bowl in his hand, threw himself into his arms and said loudly: "Uncle uncle, don't go, okay?" (To be continued......)