At nine o'clock, a middle-aged man on crutches, walking with a limp, his face was full of vicissitudes and loneliness, his clothes were tattered like a beggar, he was in his forties, but he looked to be in his sixties, his face was dirty, his beard was very long, his eyes were a little cloudy, he walked quietly to the door of the building, his eyes looked in, his body was a little stiff and moved, and when he walked inside, four or five security guards rushed over in an instant and did not let him in. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Brother, I beg you, let me in, okay? I want to see Mr. Mo, I beg her to let my son go, he is only eighteen years old, if he really goes to prison, this life will be ruined, I beg you, let me in, okay? ”。

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground, just didn't leave, crying loudly, tears were in his eyes, and the faces of several security guards were also very ugly, although they were also very sympathetic to this middle-aged man, he had been here for a month, and from his mouth, they also learned a news, he was an ordinary worker in Mr. Mo's construction company, it seemed that his son offended Mr. Mo's child, that is the standard prince, his son was directly arrested by the police on the same day, a good family, was destroyed like this.

According to him, the husband and wife went to the police station to see their son and wanted to spend money to bail him out, but the police at the police station fought and smashed his wife into a concussion, and he is still lying in the hospital, without surgery, he was directly named and fired by Mr. Mo, and there was no income, and his son was imprisoned in the police station again, and soon the trial will be held, and he is in prison, and his wife is lying on the hospital bed again, and his only hope now is to rescue his son, otherwise he would rather die, and the encounter is very sympathetic. However, no one dared to help him, because Mr. Mo's methods were too powerful for ordinary people to provoke, but they had no choice, if they let him in, they would have to be dismissed and leave.

Mo is always the chairman of Tianlong Real Estate, the city's three leading companies, a famous generation of strong women, has appeared on a lot of TV shows, worth hundreds of millions, it is said that her husband is the mayor of the city, the power is monstrous, in the city is simply a one-handed figure, Mo Zong's connections are very wide, rich and powerful, how can it be a small migrant worker can provoke.

Five days ago, Mr. Mo came back from a meeting in a car, he was blocked next to Mr. Mo's car, and Mr. Mo's secretary used a stick in the hands of the security guard to discount his leg at once, and for a few days, he has been squatting on the side of the road diagonally opposite the building, refusing to leave, crying every day.

"I want to see Mr. Mo, please, arrest me in, let my son go, okay? Mr. Mo, please be merciful, where is the reason? ”。

The middle-aged man cried bitterly, constantly hitting the ground with his head, blood on his forehead, or constantly kowtowing, many people passing by showed a curious look, every day people gathered here, shooting with mobile phones, which also caused great public opinion pressure on the security of the building, but every time he notified Mr. Mo, it was to call the police, and the police would come to arrest the person back to the police station, educate the general, and then come here again to make trouble.

"Call Mr. Mo, we can't get into trouble."

A man at the head of the security guard, helplessly turned around and walked into the security room, dialed the phone number of Mr. Mo's office, after connecting, the security guard nodded and asked a good question, and then said the situation at the door, and it was Mr. Mo's secretary who answered the phone, a young man of twenty-five or sixteen, who seemed to be very angry.

"You can't handle such a thing, what use does the building want you? Damn, I come to make trouble every day, I don't give him color, don't you know how powerful Mr. Mo is? Wait, I'll go now".

The secretary scolded, full of ruthlessness, he turned his head and saw that Mr. Mo was dealing with the documents, so he didn't bother Mr. Mo, he pushed open the door of the office by himself angrily, walked out, and thought that he must solve this trouble today, perform well in front of Mr. Mo, and maybe give himself some bonuses.

Thinking of this, he took out the phone and called one of his brothers at the police station, explaining the situation, hoping that he could come over to help, for the crimes of disturbing social order, intentionally hurting people, etc., completely send the other party to the bureau, and reunite with his son in prison, he will find a way to let him beat himself, after making the call, he thought about his plan for a while, and laughed, it was too perfect, he believed that with Mr. Mo's means, it was easy to kill this person, but he was just experiencing this process of playing with power.

The middle-aged man's body was covered with skin and bones, lying on the ground in pain, his eyes swept to the courtyard from time to time, and he saw the young man walking slowly at a glance, he knew him, it was the secretary next to Mr. Mo, he seemed to be full of strength, pounced, knelt on the ground, and prayed with tears, and those onlookers also looked inside, wanting to come in, but were stopped by several security guards, they couldn't get in at all.

"Please, can the secretary let Mr. Mo let my son go? I am willing to be a cow and a horse, and I want to repay Mr. Mo's great kindness."

The middle-aged man begged him, how humble his posture should be, how humble, his wife was beaten by the police at the police station, he couldn't afford to offend at all, he wanted to get a justice, it was too difficult, in today's society, it was too difficult for the poor to do one thing, and he couldn't get a little attention at all, now he only had his son in his heart, as long as he could keep his son, he was willing to do anything, this was his only hope to live, if his son was finished, he would rather die.

"Why are you here again? Let me tell you, what we mean by Mr. Mo is to let your son go to prison and let your family be ruined, who will let your good son dare to touch Mr. Mo's baby son? Damn, even you, a pariah, a dog, dare to come here every day, make trouble, believe it or not, Mo can really kill your son."

The young man looked unusually haughty, maybe he was nothing? But behind him, standing is Mr. Mo, a figure who can turn his hands into clouds and rain in this city, a strong woman.

"Mr. Mo said that he wants your son to spend his whole life in prison and repay her son's debts."

"Ahh

The middle-aged man wept and wailed bitterly, and collapsed to the ground, his eyes numb and blank.

The young man looked at it, this seemed to have achieved his goal, this feeling of stepping on others, it was really cool, he thought of this, kicked the middle-aged man one by one, and the middle-aged man was lying on the ground, as if dead, motionless, only occasionally extremely painful ** voice, his mouth kept muttering.

"I want to see Mr. Mo, I want to see Mr. Mo.....".

At this time, many floors of the building, there are people surrounding there, wanting to look outside, this middle-aged man comes back here every day, they have vaguely heard of such a thing, but they only dare to talk about it when there is no one in private, they can't afford to provoke the behemoth of Mr. Mo at all, even if it is sympathy, there is no way, at most it is just sympathy in their hearts.

At this time, on the thirty-sixth floor of the building, there, Deng Die walked to the window a little bored, looked down, and saw many people surrounded below, and happened to see the young man kicking the middle-aged man, and the left and right hands started to slap the middle-aged man continuously, she just frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything, after all, this society is constantly playing this scene every day, not that she has no sympathy, but she alone can't change the status quo in China.

"What's the matter?".

However, Deng Die's frowning changes still alarmed Wang Feng, who was on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, Wang Feng walked over, looked down, and his body immediately tensed, and then Wang Feng's body disappeared strangely, Deng Die's body jumped, startled, this scene also made Kong Meng who had changed into his eyes, and his eyes were full of horror, because Wang Feng was like a ghost, and disappeared.

"Where did he go?".

Kong Meng asked.

Deng Die's eyes were staring down, Wang Feng was standing in the courtyard at this time, grabbing the young man's hand, so that his slap did not fall, what a fast speed~.

Kong Meng also saw the scene below clearly, and a shocking wave turned in his heart, just like Deng Die, his eyes looked down blankly, and a terrible word flashed in his mind at the same time.

"The King of Soldiers".

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