Chapter 18: Old comrades-in-arms
A Buick business car was parked on a secluded path two kilometers away from Feng Huayuan, the door opened, and Zhu Rui, who was covered in a foul smell, was pushed out, his clothes were filthy, and he seemed to lose his soul.
"Remember what I said?" Yang Chen asked, Zhu Rui nodded tremblingly, and Prince Xinfeng, who disappeared all night, was like two people compared to the unruly in the past.
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Yang Chenyan pulled the car door, and didn't look at the depressed Zhu Rui anymore, last night this guy did dig a pit on the outskirts of the city and buried Zhu Rui, but only half of it was buried, the calf was immediately frightened and incontinent, and his spirit completely collapsed, so he stopped and pulled the person out, he just wanted to give Zhu Dashao an unforgettable memory, so that the goods would tremble when they remembered him.
"Huzi, this car is guaranteed not to be found?"
"Brother Chen, don't worry, this is a decked car, last night and today, I picked a small road without a monitoring probe, I don't talk to Brother Shi, Zhu Dashao, who was almost scared to death, won't tell him more, Zhu San wants to figure out who is doing him, it's really not easy." Huzi patted his chest and reassured, and Yang Chen nodded slowly.
He stared out of the car window with a side face, his eyes were deep, and he knew that he was gambling, and the bet was on Zhu Rui, but this calf was both frightened and afraid that he would know what he was doing, so he probably chose to keep his mouth shut.
Yang Chen began to gamble for the first time in his life.
The tiger who was driving subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror above his head, Yang Chen's resolute side face revealed a depth that others could not see, he used to admire Yang Chen's fierce skills like Brother Shi, but now he admires the courage and scheming of this young man who is a few years younger than himself, such a person will not be obscure forever.
Jin Lin is not a thing in the pool.
When you encounter a storm, you will turn into a dragon.
These two sentences echoed in Huzi's mind, and he had some more expectations for the young man in the back seat.
The thoughtful Yang Chen didn't let Huzi drive him to the school gate, got out of the car and walked for more than 20 minutes before entering the school, just after the end of the second class in the morning, he secretly called it a fluke, walked into the classroom, most of the class buried their heads in hard work, look at this situation, I am afraid that going to the toilet after class time is also a waste of time.
At the back of the classroom, Li Nan, who was thinking about two full classes, almost burst into tears, and when she saw Yang Chen, all her worries turned into thick resentment and grievances.
"Do you know how to come?"
Li Nan looked at the guy sitting next to him with white eyes, deliberately lowered his head and flipped through the book not to look at Yang Chen, the meaning of anger and coquettishness in his words was far more than complaining, Yang Chen smiled, very clear that he was absent from class without warning, presumably this Nizi was extremely worried, under the desk, his dishonest hand held her hand tightly.
Li Nan symbolically struggled twice, compromised, and let the man next to him hold his soft and boneless hand, and an irrepressible smile appeared on the delicate little face that was brushed aside.
It seems that being rubbed with oil by Yang Chen is an indescribable happiness.
After a while, Yang Chen tapped his head and remembered something: "I forgot, I missed two classes, I have to go to the office to talk to Teacher Huang." ”
"Silly, the first class is Teacher Huang's class, and I will help you ask for leave." Li Nan turned his face and stared at Yang Chen proudly, as if it was a gratifying thing to help Yang Chen ask for leave in advance, Yang Chen's heart was moved, his hand was held tighter, the class bell rang suddenly, the two hands under the desk quickly separated, and the two of them gathered their minds.
The boring study has more love and the nourishment of love, which is much more wonderful, but unfortunately, this wonderful taste disappeared at the moment when Yang Chen returned to his small restaurant after school at noon.
More than a dozen high-end cars are crowded in front of the two doors of the small restaurant, or parked on the side of the road, among which there are luxury cars such as Mercedes-Benz and BMW, ** sturdy men in different clothes gather in front of the small shop, either smoking and chatting with their backs to the car, staring at passers-by, or pacing and playing with their mobile phones, the momentum is the same.
Tough!
Yang Chen looked at this scene, he had an ominous premonition in his heart, he walked expressionlessly, and under the gaze of a group of macho men, he walked into his own small restaurant, and at noon, half of the tables in Yang's restaurant were sitting, Yang Chen, who had just entered the door, looked around, his heart sank, and he understood that none of the people present were here to eat.
Next to the dining table at the bar, a handsome middle-aged man with the aura of a successful person closed his eyes and rested, and tapped the table with two fingers of his right hand rhythmically.
The comers are not good.
Yang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked towards his parents.
Yang Guodong and Liu Hua were dazed and frightened in the face of so many uninvited guests, especially when they knew who the man who closed their eyes and recuperated, the two of them were at a loss.
Zhu San, a top local figure in Xinfeng.
The two of them always thought that they would never have an intersection with this kind of upper-class cattle in this life, and today's abnormal situation, the two of them did not feel the slightest honor from it, but were extremely worried.
If things are impermanent, they will be demons.
"Is this your son?" Zhu San, who was originally closed his eyes and recuperated, didn't know when he opened his eyes and looked at Yang Chen, who walked silently to his parents, his tone and expression were tepid, making it impossible to guess the thoughts of this Xinfeng big man.
Yang Guodong nodded and said yes, Zhu San suddenly laughed, nodded again and again and said yes, Yang Guodong and Liu Hua looked at each other and looked at their son, the couple came out at the same time, and the son was in trouble?
"You are Zhu San, what I do, I will bear it, it has nothing to do with my parents." Yang Chen guessed the person who came, stared at each other calmly, not as frightened and nervous as his parents, calmly, this has nothing to do with pretending or not, he knows very well the truth that disaster cannot be avoided, no matter how humble you are, no matter how frightened you are, these high-ranking guys are determined to make trouble for you, and will never give you a little sympathy or pity.
"Boy, do you bear it? What to bear? If I didn't win the Erdaohe Coal Mine, it means that I will earn 100 million less every year, can you afford it? Zhu San restrained his smile and asked, he didn't need to come in person to clean up the Yang family, but he was really curious about what kind of little kid dared to him.
When Yang Guodong and his wife heard Zhu San's words, they were stunned.
The son actually caused such a big disaster, causing Zhu San to lose 100 million yuan every year, which is simply a catastrophe.
As a mother, Li Hua was the first to react, she didn't complain or scold Yang Chen, she knelt at Zhu San's feet without hesitation, and begged: "Yang Chen, this child is small and ignorant, you adults have a lot, let go of the child, what is there to rush at me and his father, we will make cattle and horses for you." ”
Yang Guodong hesitated, the man who had thrown his head and spilled blood on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang hesitated and chose to kneel, ignoring life and death and blood, just to support the dignity of the republic, enough for the masters, and now for the safety of his relatives, he gave up the dignity of the things that men care about most, and the crooked back of the kneeling reveals a desolate demeanor of an alternative man.
Yang Chen was stunned for a moment, and his heart was extremely sad.
He was sensible and tried his best to avoid causing trouble to his parents, hating himself for being incompetent at the moment, he dragged his father away, rushed up and picked up his crying mother, and wanted to kneel, and he knelt, how could he let his hard-working parents kneel for him, and get his parents away, he knelt down with a thud.
The boy had gold under his knees.
But can gold be more valuable than the grace of parents?
Yang Chen had tears in his eyes, feeling sorry for the tears of his parents, he raised his head to face Zhu San's terrifying gaze, and said word by word: "Come at me, don't target my parents, otherwise unless you kill me completely, as long as I have a breath, your old Zhu family can't think of peace, you can find me, and I know that with my hands, it is not difficult to kill three or two people." ”
"Little bastard, I'll call you crazy!" The bald-headed macho man on Zhu San's side slapped the table and stood up to make a move, and the other more than 20 people also moved when they heard the wind, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Zhu San stopped everyone with his eyes, this top brother of Xinfeng, who had been in the limelight for more than 20 years, stared sideways at Yang Chen, whose face did not change, and was silent.
"Huh, what's going on?"
A slightly surprised and dignified voice came from the door, everyone in the hotel looked for prestige, at the door, several uniformed policemen were looking around blankly, the leader of the person, from the rank can be judged his level, the second-level police superintendent, this in ordinary prefecture-level cities, is a police rank with more information implied, the leader of the high-level city bureau, has the status of a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, and must be the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee.
A police rank implies multiple identities.
A figure who can definitely be called the leader of the Listing Committee, suddenly appeared, and he was definitely not leading the police.
"Secretary Zhou?"
"Old comrades-in-arms"
Zhou Zhengchuan, the leader of the Municipal Bureau, the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, and the Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, was also an iron-blooded soldier who experienced a rain of bullets, and was a brother in life and death who had been lying in a trench with Yang Guodong.