After another ten minutes, He Yong also hurried to the Shell Hotel. Cheng Liping took the turkey to the private room on the second floor and asked Cheng Jinlong and the gang in detail about the recent situation. Turkey said that he only found out about this by chance, because Cheng Jinlong often went to play in an underground billiard court, and the little brother who watched the game in the underground billiard court was his own cousin, so he knew Cheng Jinlong. It's just that those Scarfaces have only come here in the past few days, and they speak the local dialect, so they don't seem to have much of a problem.

"What kind of guns did they use?" Cheng Liping asked calmly.

"Pistol." Turkey affirmed, "It's similar to the pistol used in the TV show, but I saw them stuffing bullets into it." ”

"What bullet?"

"Yellow bullets."

Cheng Liping smiled bitterly, of course he knew that the bullet was golden. After thinking for a few minutes, Cheng Liping knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he told the turkey not to talk too much outside, and waved him out. He Yong was in a fog when he saw the turkey coming downstairs, and immediately asked anxiously: "Brother Cheng, what happened, why did you still get a gun?" ”

Cheng Liping shook his head and said, "Don't worry about this for now." Yongzi, has something happened on the ground in Licheng recently? ”

He Yong frowned and glanced at Cheng Liping, and said in his heart Aren't you in Licheng during this time, why do you ask me this inexplicable question. Cheng Liping saw He Yong's face was different, and explained: "I've been too busy recently to pay attention to these things, you can inquire and see if anything has happened." ”

He Yong said: "Brother Cheng, don't ask, there was really an incident the night before yesterday. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Someone broke into the building of the Zhibang Industrial Group and took down a few security guards guarding the door."

Cheng Liping didn't speak, sat quietly in a chair, and lit a magpie cigarette. Zhibang Industrial Group is now on the cusp, the chairman has been detained, and the stock has fallen for three consecutive days.

According to common sense, such a big thing happened to Zhibang Industrial Group, and the stock should have been temporarily suspended a long time ago. But for some reason, the regulators did nothing, as if nothing had happened. Wang Zhibang is gone, and the powerful figures within Zhibang Industrial Group have thrown olive branches to other companies for their own interests, and even inconspicuous characters like Cheng Liping have received calls from them. But Cheng Liping never expected that the day before yesterday there was an incident of trespassing on the office building of Zhibang Industry.

"Brother Cheng, what's going on?" He Yong was an anxious person, knowing that Cheng Liping was thinking, he couldn't help but ask.

"Someone has their eye on the orange, just yesterday evening, in front of the hotel."

"What? Hit your sister-in-law? He Yong's eyes were bigger than a bull's eye.

"It's okay, he's hanging on his own." Cheng Liping said lightly.

"Who did it?" He Yong consciously lowered the volume of his voice. He knows what Brother Cheng's identity is now, in the acre of three-point land in Licheng, there are only a few roles that dare to move Brother Cheng's women. Wang Zhibang is counted as the number one, the sixth uncle of the Shengshi Hotel is counted as the number one, and perhaps the owners of several bathing centers from the provincial capital are also on the number. But there is only one person who is most likely to start, and that is Uncle Six.

But his guess was clearly wrong. Many times, those who are working against others on the surface are not real opponents, because they all live in the sun, and any move will be seen by others. On the contrary, it is the little minions who have never been taken into account that are the real culprits of the black hand. Cheng Liping called He Yong over, originally wanting him to clean up Cheng Jinlong, but now that he knows that Cheng Jinlong has a few gunmen of unknown origin beside him, he can't be so hasty anymore.

"I don't know yet," Cheng Li said calmly, "I'll find out." Yongzi, you've been clever lately, so help me take care of the oranges. ”

He Yong responded, and seeing that Cheng Liping didn't arrange anything more, he went to the conscience chef himself and asked him to help get some food. Cheng Liping took out the phone and tried to call Du Deyong, but he dialed several times, and the reply on the phone was "The phone you dialed cannot be connected for the time being, please dial again later." Cheng Liping got up and walked to the courtyard of the hotel, remembering what Ma Xianzhong told him in the morning, and thinking of Du Dezhong's hint some time ago, layers of cold sweat began to rise on his back, which made people undecided.

Coming out of the Shell Hotel, Cheng Li turned into the Lion Bar along the way. Today's business is as good as ever, and the bar is crowded and bustling. Cheng Liping said hello to Xiao Hei who was guarding the door, and went to find a secluded corner to sit down. Xiao Hei walked in and said politely: "Brother Cheng, I'll go and ask Mr. Zhou to come down." ”

"No, I'll just have some drink." Cheng Liping refused.

Xiao Hei made an OK gesture and instructed the waiter at the bar to bring Cheng Liping two bottles of red wine. As for whether Cheng Liping will pay for it, this is not within the scope of Xiao Hei's consideration, anyway, Cheng Liping is Mr. Zhou's benefactor, and when Mr. Zhou asks afterwards, he will only say that he is clever and capable. Cheng Liping opened the wine bottle and poured most of the glass into the glass, the amber red wine sparkling in the light, like a deep purple agate.

"Handsome guy, alone?" A flowery little girl came to Cheng Liping's side, and the strong smell of perfume almost smoked Cheng Liping half to death.

"Hmm." Cheng Liping was moody and angry, and responded tepidly.

"It's boring to drink alone, let's go dance." The little girl was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to stretch out her right hand. Cheng Liping glanced at it, his ten fingers were slender, weak and boneless, but a pair of seductive jade hands. It's a pity that her nails are covered with colorful nail polish, which looks like acne on her skin, which makes people feel bored.

"No, it won't." Cheng Liping's tone was still very stiff.

The little girl didn't care, but thought that this big brother was very cool, so she leaned towards Cheng Liping with a smile, bent down and said, "Uncle, give me face, I'll let you have a good time in a while, okay?" ”

When she bent over, she seemed to intend to let Cheng Liping see the deep* and large patches of snow-white bulging skin. Cheng Liping smiled slightly and said softly: "How do you want me to be happy?" ”

The little girl whispered, "I have ice, and you'll know if you skate around." ”

Cheng Liping understood that this little girl turned out to be a little sister, who specialized in selling Magu and methamphetamine in the night market. Some people have smoked fans, are emotional, and have a high libido, and they need such young girls to vent. They can earn thousands of dollars by skating around with them, which can be described as a lot of income. It's just that this way of making money is too devastating to their bodies, and I'm afraid it won't take a year and a half, and they themselves will have to suffer endless poison.

Cheng Liping waved his hand and said, "Forget it today, just slipped by." ”

"Then add a WeChat?" The little girl did not give up, and still pressed forward step by step with a professional smile.

Cheng Liping was embarrassed, since the previous mobile phone was in the water, he changed back to an old-fashioned straight phone, and did not download WeChat at all. Thinking about it, in order to chat with Tian Zicheng conveniently, he also deliberately registered a WeChat account, but now he has forgotten what his account is.

"Uncle, what are you afraid of with WeChat, I won't eat you again." The little girl pursed her lips and seemed a little angry. Cheng Liping ignored her, he didn't eat coquettishness, and besides, he suddenly saw an acquaintance, and his curiosity had shifted to that person.

That person was also a young girl. Girls of this age usually wear fashionable clothes, but she looks offbeat and wears a white shirt and black suit pants in bars. Beside her, there were several young boys with hippie smiling faces, who seemed to invite her to go up and dance with her. Cheng Liping pushed away the little girl in front of him, walked behind the girl with a wine bottle, and took the initiative to greet: "Teacher Huang, good evening." ”

The young girl looked back in surprise and turned out to be Huang Chengzhuo, a reporter from Beijing. She looked at Cheng Liping, and smiled with a straight face: "It's Mr. Cheng." ”

Cheng Liping said: "Don't dare to be, or do you want to sit together?" ”

Huang Chengzhuo nodded without hesitation and picked up his wine glass from the bar.

"Hey, uncle, do you know if you come first and come later?" When a few young people saw that the prey was snatched away, they were instantly unhappy, and they all blushed and had thick necks, looking at the posture, they were about to fight with Cheng Liping.

"That's it, this girl is ours, are you blind?"

"Hurry up, don't let Ye get angry."

Cheng Liping didn't want to be like this group of hairy boys, so he led Huang Chengzhuo to his seat and sat down. The little girl who took the initiative to talk looked at Huang Chengzhuo solemnly for a while, and smiled at Cheng Liping: "Uncle, it turns out that you are a uniform control." Add WeChat, and the next time you look for me, I will bring all the stockings and uniforms to ensure that you are satisfied. ”

Huang Chengzhuo couldn't help but laugh out loud. Cheng Liping waved his hand with a smile and motioned for her to hurry away. The little girl was very interested, stuck out her tongue at Huang Chengzhuo, turned her head and left.

Huang Chengzhuo said with half disdain and half surprise: "I can't see it, Mr. Cheng is okay." ”

Cheng Liping didn't bother to explain to her, he drank half a glass of wine, and said, "Comrade reporter, what materials are you looking for in the bar?" ”

Huang Chengzhuo said: "No, just pass the time." ”

"And you're still dressed so formally?" Cheng Li smiled narrowly.

"It's your business." Huang Chengzhuo said rudely. The few light boys just now, because she was dressed too maturely, kept chattering in her ears. If it weren't for the fear of angering them, Huang Chengzhuo would have been angry.

"Hey, hey, you're a cultural person," Cheng Liping said helplessly, "How can a big reporter from Beijing be so rude?" ”

Huang Chengzhuo snatched the wine bottle in Li Ping's hand, poured a full cup of his own cup, and then made a big grinning posture and said: "What's wrong with cultural people, cultural people will also eat, drink, and sleep." ”

"That's right, cultural people also want to sleep, and they also have to do piston exercises in bed."

"Haha, this girl is energetic, I like it."

Those boys didn't give up, and still gathered around Huang Chengzhuo and talked nonsense. Huang Chengzhuo took a sip of wine, suddenly turned his head, and a mouthful of wine sprayed on the faces of those boys.

"Ouch, fuck."

"Don't you like it, the beautiful woman rewards you with wine."