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Nine a.m.

Narrow aisles flank the closed doors of the bar at the end of a crazy night.

There are very few people who stay up all night walking the streets, and most of them are tourists from all over the world. It's really normal to hang out here, hiding their identities very well, and they don't know which bed they're sleeping in.

Uncle Zhong parked the car and looked at the rainbow flags fluttering everywhere with an embarrassed face: "Young Master, do you really want to go in?" ”

He Zhengxiao put on gloves and opened the car door without saying a word.

He stepped over the stone bricks in a straight suit, and the coldness of his body quietly separated the eyes of passers-by, which inexplicably made people dare not look more.

The small shop on the second floor in the center of the bar street, the huge plaque with the neon sign turned off, the gray poke at the door, the orange-red wall, the unknown lines look ambiguous/ambiguous.

Cui Chengchuan put his hands in his trouser pockets, and casually rubbed the soles of his shoes at the end of the line, and under his half-squinted eyes, it was a little dark.

Most of the people under Ashe's hands are three-minded people who have memorized something, when did they tattoo the snake, what did they do before the tattoo, and what were they doing twenty years ago...... Everyone checked one by one, no more trouble than dismantling an aircraft carrier, Cui Chengchuan was tired and half dead to find the scum.

Now Cui Chengchuan is not in such a good mood, the dark tip of his shoe kicked the lock outside the door, and then he took half of the cigarette from his lips with his long finger, kicked the lock, and kicked the entire door away!

The door flew two meters in the cramped shop, followed by a heavy landing on the neatly placed wooden chairs, and smashed to the ground with a clatter.

There was no need for Cui Chengchuan to speak again, the men in suits strode into the bar, turned on the lights in an orderly manner, and the colorful colors of red, yellow and green lit up the dim bar in an instant.

Not to mention the human figure, not even a ghost.

Suddenly, there was a very subtle "bang" from upstairs, and the men in suits raised their feet upstairs in unison, and saw at a glance that in the wide open door upstairs, there were burly men pushing open the windows.

The man hurriedly glanced back at them, followed by his big hand holding the window frame, and went downstairs directly!

The man landed steadily, got up neatly, and followed the darkness in front of him.

The men in suits guarding under the window stood in front of him expressionlessly, and the momentum of slaughter covered the sky and almost crushed him.

Cui Chengchuan stepped on the debris everywhere and went out, and this person had been pressed to the ground with his arms clasped behind his back. On the inside of the thick wrist, a long black snake was entrenched on it, and it spat out snake letters coldly.

"Luke Sarry, burgled/robbed 26 years ago, killed five people, and was sentenced to life imprisonment/imprisonment ......" Cui Chengchuan took out his cigarette and pointed to the bar with a smile, "Is prison/prison life comfortable?" ”

Sarri did something shady and is not surprised to be arrested now. When he raised his eyes and saw Cui Chengchuan, he didn't even have the idea of resisting, he tensed his muscles without saying a word, and he didn't plan to say anything.

"People like you still have the spirit of being unyielding...... "Cui Chengchuan sneered, he half-squatted down with the cigarette, "Let me ask you, what was the real reason for your robbery/robbery in the first place?" ”

Sarri's face froze, and he asked hoarsely, "Didn't you come to ask about Ash?" ”

"If you want to say."

It wasn't Choi Seung-chuan who answered Surrey, he looked up in that low and cold voice, and saw his target for many years, the Duke of Demville.

Cui Chengchuan stood up and moved the place for He Zhengxiao.

The man slowly bent down and put his long fingers into his pocket.

Maurizio Sarri tried to get close to him several times and found an opportunity. Now that he was being detained, he approached the duke. However, Surrey could not think crookedly at all now, he was frightened by the long night that was so dark in those calm eyes, that he unconsciously hunched his waist and hung his head.

A photograph suddenly appeared under his eye, caught between his long, straight middle and index fingers, and slowly crashed into his line of sight.

The overhead bass was moody and asked him gently, "Have you seen her?" ”

It is an affirmative sentence, not a question sentence, and what the Duke wants to hear will not be whether he has seen it or not.

Sarri fixed his eyes, and the woman in the photograph had the same gray eyes and face, covered with a lifeless mist.

Mama Joe.

"I said, you're going to let me go?"

Sarri heard a sneer, which seemed to have come from Choi Seung-chuan.

The photo under his nose was slowly withdrawn, as if he was not given a chance to bargain.

Once he answered Ash's question, the consequences would be no better than going back to prison, and they weren't asking Ash anyway......

Sarri gritted his back molars and looked up sharply, "This female cousin made a deal with me more than twenty years ago, and she disappeared afterwards. ”

It was that deal that completely changed the rest of Maurizio Sarri's life.

At that time, he was a fledgling, still a stunned young man wandering the streets and alleys, and was found by a strange woman with a big belly, greedy for the sky-high reward for him, and found a group of people to do things. Unexpectedly, the woman disappeared completely with the child afterwards, and he didn't get a dime.

But the person he found is not easy to mess with, and this account will fall on him, and if he can't pay it back, he will be crippled.

In the end, Sarri broke into someone else's house, committed a crime, saved his organs, and lost the rest of his life.

If there is no such thing......

He Zhengxiao put the photo back in his coat pocket, straightened up slowly, looked at Sarri on the ground, and blushed with hatred from the old things.

"There is revenge, those five people have nothing to do with this matter, do you still feel wronged?" Cui Chengchuan slowly pinched the cigarette butt and kicked Sarry's shoulder without any expression, "Go on, did you bring a group of people to block the woman in the alley?" ”

Sarri was kicked and crooked, and was held steady by the man in the suit, "It was she who bumped into her, and I have no reason not to retaliate against her!" ”

It was a pure coincidence, and Sarri himself did not expect that he would meet the woman again in his lifetime.

Nor will you know that the wings of the butterfly inadvertently stirred up a monstrous guilt in a woman's life, thus changing everything about her.

If he hadn't witnessed the tragedy of Qiao's mother with his own eyes, Qiao Weihuan's personality would not have become what he did later, firmly bound by guilt, so that he would not dare to doubt every word of Qiao's mother.

The man in the suit grabbed Surrey's artery and took him away and pressed his mouth to keep him from making a sound.

He Zhengxiao's deep eyes were half-closed, holding the black surging under his eyes, and on his deep-contoured side face, he couldn't see any fluctuating emotions, "The people who got tattoos in the early years had many worse deeds than him, and they all found out, including the evidence of their crimes." ”

Cui Chengchuan lazily lit a cigarette and let out a long "um" from his nose.

By now, his previous doubts had been completely dispelled.

Art is still the same Art, and it has never changed.

The unknown emotions hidden in his "um" were accurately captured by the man.

"The source of aggression is greed, which is biological nature, not sin."

He Zhengxiao chuckled, he took off his gloves, and the soft white swept over the heavy coat, sweeping away the dust and haze that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"You're not like them, yours isn't greedy."

"I am ......"

Cui Chengchuan spat out an ethereal cigarette, took out his right hand in his trouser pocket, and put his fist on his left shoulder.

"For Demville."

At eleven o'clock, the bright lights of City B illuminated the quiet night.

Qiao Weihuan, who was wearing sunglasses, walked out of the airport, and far away, Han Yirou got out of the car, and Fang Shuyu simply opened her arms at her: "Boss, I want to kill you!" ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled and hugged her briefly, and Han Yirou also opened her arms and waited for her.

The car door suddenly opened again, Fu Minglang got out of the car, and rubbed his head, "Sister, give me a hug too?" ”

Qiao Weihuan looked at him for a moment, the once handsome young man had changed a little, his eyebrows were darker than before, and his smile was still Fu Minglang.

She passed under Fu Minglang's arm, gently approached his thin chest, and raised her hand to pat him on the back.

"When I was discharged from the hospital, I was ready to prepare and start working."

Fu Minglang grinned, his left hand wrapped around her shoulder, "Hey! ”

A few people got in the car and went straight to the 24-hour porridge shop for supper.

Fu Minglang was discharged from the hospital two days ago, and he is recovering well. Qiao Weihuan deliberately asked him to work with Fang Shuyu to take care of the Foundation's affairs, and observed Fu Minglang's attitude openly and secretly, seeing that he was also quite interested, so he said that he might have to stay in Manchester for a while, there is only Fang Shuyu here, I am afraid he will not be busy.

Fu Minglang immediately asked tentatively: "Sister, then I'll help Sister Fang, will you give me a salary increase?" ”

Fang Shuyu has been mingling with Fu Minglang in the past two days, and he squinted at him at this time, "How much is your salary now?" ”

Fu Minglang gestured, Fang Shuyu thought about it, and also gestured, "I'm the number." ”

Then the two looked at Qiao Weihuan together.

“……”

After eating, Qiao Weihuan went back to his apartment to live.

Knowing that she was coming back, Fu Minglang dragged her newly healed body and cleaned the apartment up and down, so as not to let her eat a mouthful of ashes when she entered the door.

The next day, I got up early and went to the company, and when I came out again, Qiao Weihuan had another assistant with He Zhengxiao.

On President Chen's side, it has basically come to an end, but more people have heard the wind and moved. Qiao Weihuan was invited to a dinner in the evening, and among the bosses present, several of them were assistants, she asked a few words casually, and the assistant volunteered to say: "Mr. Qiao, I am quite familiar with those bosses, and I can go with you." ”

The car drove smoothly to the clubhouse, Qiao Weihuan and the assistant got out of the car and went to the box.

After some greetings, Qiao Weihuan sat down, someone poured her good wine, she smiled and pushed the cup away, "I've had an upset stomach these days, so the wine is free." ”

No one said "no" at the dinner table, and asked the waiter to bring a freshly squeezed juice.

Halfway through the feast, the assistant went to the bathroom.

There is a toilet in the box, he locked the door, listened close to the door panel, and made sure that the door was very soundproof, and he couldn't hear any sound, so he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, quietly clicked on the information page, and sent a message out.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

……

Nine a.m.

Narrow aisles flank the closed doors of the bar at the end of a crazy night.

There are very few people who stay up all night walking the streets, and most of them are tourists from all over the world. It's really normal to hang out here, hiding their identities very well, and they don't know which bed they're sleeping in.

Uncle Zhong parked the car and looked at the rainbow flags fluttering everywhere with an embarrassed face: "Young Master, do you really want to go in?" ”

He Zhengxiao put on gloves and opened the car door without saying a word.

He stepped over the stone bricks in a straight suit, and the coldness of his body quietly separated the eyes of passers-by, which inexplicably made people dare not look more.

The small shop on the second floor in the center of the bar street, the huge plaque with the neon sign turned off, the gray poke at the door, the orange-red wall, the unknown lines look ambiguous/ambiguous.

Cui Chengchuan put his hands in his trouser pockets, and casually rubbed the soles of his shoes at the end of the line, and under his half-squinted eyes, it was a little dark.

Most of the people under Ashe's hands are three-minded people who have memorized something, when did they tattoo the snake, what did they do before the tattoo, and what were they doing twenty years ago...... Everyone checked one by one, no more trouble than dismantling an aircraft carrier, Cui Chengchuan was tired and half dead to find the scum.

Now Cui Chengchuan is not in such a good mood, the dark tip of his shoe kicked the lock outside the door, and then he took half of the cigarette from his lips with his long finger, kicked the lock, and kicked the entire door away!

The door flew two meters in the cramped shop, followed by a heavy landing on the neatly placed wooden chairs, and smashed to the ground with a clatter.

There was no need for Cui Chengchuan to speak again, the men in suits strode into the bar, turned on the lights in an orderly manner, and the colorful colors of red, yellow and green lit up the dim bar in an instant.

Not to mention the human figure, not even a ghost.

Suddenly, there was a very subtle "bang" from upstairs, and the men in suits raised their feet upstairs in unison, and saw at a glance that in the wide open door upstairs, there were burly men pushing open the windows.

The man hurriedly glanced back at them, followed by his big hand holding the window frame, and went downstairs directly!

The man landed steadily, got up neatly, and followed the darkness in front of him.

The men in suits guarding under the window stood in front of him expressionlessly, and the momentum of slaughter covered the sky and almost crushed him.

Cui Chengchuan stepped on the debris everywhere and went out, and this person had been pressed to the ground with his arms clasped behind his back. On the inside of the thick wrist, a long black snake was entrenched on it, and it spat out snake letters coldly.

"Luke Sarry, burgled/robbed 26 years ago, killed five people, and was sentenced to life imprisonment/imprisonment ......" Cui Chengchuan took out his cigarette and pointed to the bar with a smile, "Is prison/prison life comfortable?" ”

Sarri did something shady and is not surprised to be arrested now. When he raised his eyes and saw Cui Chengchuan, he didn't even have the idea of resisting, he tensed his muscles without saying a word, and he didn't plan to say anything.

"People like you still have the spirit of being unyielding...... "Cui Chengchuan sneered, he half-squatted down with the cigarette, "Let me ask you, what was the real reason for your robbery/robbery in the first place?" ”

Sarri's face froze, and he asked hoarsely, "Didn't you come to ask about Ash?" ”

"If you want to say."

It wasn't Choi Seung-chuan who answered Surrey, he looked up in that low and cold voice, and saw his target for many years, the Duke of Demville.

Cui Chengchuan stood up and moved the place for He Zhengxiao.

The man slowly bent down and put his long fingers into his pocket.

Maurizio Sarri tried to get close to him several times and found an opportunity. Now that he was being detained, he approached the duke. However, Surrey could not think crookedly at all now, he was frightened by the long night that was so dark in those calm eyes, that he unconsciously hunched his waist and hung his head.

A photograph suddenly appeared under his eye, caught between his long, straight middle and index fingers, and slowly crashed into his line of sight.

The overhead bass was moody and asked him gently, "Have you seen her?" ”

It is an affirmative sentence, not a question sentence, and what the Duke wants to hear will not be whether he has seen it or not.

Sarri fixed his eyes, and the woman in the photograph had the same gray eyes and face, covered with a lifeless mist.

Mama Joe.

"I said, you're going to let me go?"

Sarri heard a sneer, which seemed to have come from Choi Seung-chuan.

The photo under his nose was slowly withdrawn, as if he was not given a chance to bargain.

Once he answered Ash's question, the consequences would be no better than going back to prison, and they weren't asking Ash anyway......

Sarri gritted his back molars and looked up sharply, "This female cousin made a deal with me more than twenty years ago, and she disappeared afterwards. ”

It was that deal that completely changed the rest of Maurizio Sarri's life.

At that time, he was a fledgling, still a stunned young man wandering the streets and alleys, and was found by a strange woman with a big belly, greedy for the sky-high reward for him, and found a group of people to do things. Unexpectedly, the woman disappeared completely with the child afterwards, and he didn't get a dime.

But the person he found is not easy to mess with, and this account will fall on him, and if he can't pay it back, he will be crippled.

In the end, Sarri broke into someone else's house, committed a crime, saved his organs, and lost the rest of his life.

If there is no such thing......

He Zhengxiao put the photo back in his coat pocket, straightened up slowly, looked at Sarri on the ground, and blushed with hatred from the old things.

"There is revenge, those five people have nothing to do with this matter, do you still feel wronged?" Cui Chengchuan slowly pinched the cigarette butt and kicked Sarry's shoulder without any expression, "Go on, did you bring a group of people to block the woman in the alley?" ”

Sarri was kicked and crooked, and was held steady by the man in the suit, "It was she who bumped into her, and I have no reason not to retaliate against her!" ”

It was a pure coincidence, and Sarri himself did not expect that he would meet the woman again in his lifetime.

Nor will you know that the wings of the butterfly inadvertently stirred up a monstrous guilt in a woman's life, thus changing everything about her.

If he hadn't witnessed the tragedy of Qiao's mother with his own eyes, Qiao Weihuan's personality would not have become what he did later, firmly bound by guilt, so that he would not dare to doubt every word of Qiao's mother.

The man in the suit grabbed Surrey's artery and took him away and pressed his mouth to keep him from making a sound.

He Zhengxiao's deep eyes were half-closed, holding the black surging under his eyes, and on his deep-contoured side face, he couldn't see any fluctuating emotions, "The people who got tattoos in the early years had many worse deeds than him, and they all found out, including the evidence of their crimes." ”

Cui Chengchuan lazily lit a cigarette and let out a long "um" from his nose.

By now, his previous doubts had been completely dispelled.

Art is still the same Art, and it has never changed.

The unknown emotions hidden in his "um" were accurately captured by the man.

"The source of aggression is greed, which is biological nature, not sin."

He Zhengxiao chuckled, he took off his gloves, and the soft white swept over the heavy coat, sweeping away the dust and haze that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"You're not like them, yours isn't greedy."

"I am ......"

Cui Chengchuan spat out an ethereal cigarette, took out his right hand in his trouser pocket, and put his fist on his left shoulder.

"For Demville."

At eleven o'clock, the bright lights of City B illuminated the quiet night.

Qiao Weihuan, who was wearing sunglasses, walked out of the airport, and far away, Han Yirou got out of the car, and Fang Shuyu simply opened her arms at her: "Boss, I want to kill you!" ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled and hugged her briefly, and Han Yirou also opened her arms and waited for her.

The car door suddenly opened again, Fu Minglang got out of the car, and rubbed his head, "Sister, give me a hug too?" ”

Qiao Weihuan looked at him for a moment, the once handsome young man had changed a little, his eyebrows were darker than before, and his smile was still Fu Minglang.

She passed under Fu Minglang's arm, gently approached his thin chest, and raised her hand to pat him on the back.

"When I was discharged from the hospital, I was ready to prepare and start working."

Fu Minglang grinned, his left hand wrapped around her shoulder, "Hey! ”

A few people got in the car and went straight to the 24-hour porridge shop for supper.

Fu Minglang was discharged from the hospital two days ago, and he is recovering well. Qiao Weihuan deliberately asked him to work with Fang Shuyu to take care of the Foundation's affairs, and observed Fu Minglang's attitude openly and secretly, seeing that he was also quite interested, so he said that he might have to stay in Manchester for a while, there is only Fang Shuyu here, I am afraid he will not be busy.

Fu Minglang immediately asked tentatively: "Sister, then I'll help Sister Fang, will you give me a salary increase?" ”

Fang Shuyu has been mingling with Fu Minglang in the past two days, and he squinted at him at this time, "How much is your salary now?" ”

Fu Minglang gestured, Fang Shuyu thought about it, and also gestured, "I'm the number." ”

Then the two looked at Qiao Weihuan together.

“……”

After eating, Qiao Weihuan went back to his apartment to live.

Knowing that she was coming back, Fu Minglang dragged her newly healed body and cleaned the apartment up and down, so as not to let her eat a mouthful of ashes when she entered the door.

The next day, I got up early and went to the company, and when I came out again, Qiao Weihuan had another assistant with He Zhengxiao.

On President Chen's side, it has basically come to an end, but more people have heard the wind and moved. Qiao Weihuan was invited to a dinner in the evening, and among the bosses present, several of them were assistants, she asked a few words casually, and the assistant volunteered to say: "Mr. Qiao, I am quite familiar with those bosses, and I can go with you." ”

The car drove smoothly to the clubhouse, Qiao Weihuan and the assistant got out of the car and went to the box.

After some greetings, Qiao Weihuan sat down, someone poured her good wine, she smiled and pushed the cup away, "I've had an upset stomach these days, so the wine is free." ”

No one said "no" at the dinner table, and asked the waiter to bring a freshly squeezed juice.

Halfway through the feast, the assistant went to the bathroom.

There is a toilet in the box, he locked the door, listened close to the door panel, and made sure that the door was very soundproof, and he couldn't hear any sound, so he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, quietly clicked on the information page, and sent a message out.

For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.