Chapter 67: Impermanence

Chapter 67 The Impermanence of Things

Originally, China was the best target for Japan to draw blood, but now that China has undergone earth-shaking changes, it is unknown whether the Japanese strategy will change. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Everything in the world is constantly changing, and nothing can remain eternal.

Qing Shou had already sensed the malice of the world now, he looked at the woman opposite with an ugly face, and said, "Peng Huan, what do you mean by this?" ā€

"What do you mean?" Peng Huan snorted coldly, "We are engaged in a head-killing business, if you want to add in, then you have to submit a vote first, and you can't let you add it with empty mouths and white teeth, right?" ā€

"I didn't say I wanted to do it with you, I just asked Brother Dao for help to get a ferry ticket." Qing Shou argued: "I committed a crime in China, so I was ready to run away." ā€

"Haha," Peng Huan laughed, but there was no hint of joy in the laughter, only endless resentment contained in it, "Running away? Xiaoqing, you are very cautious, this is a good trick of retreating as advance. ā€

After that, she turned her head to the middle-aged man who was sitting on the Taishi chair, wearing big sunglasses, and didn't know what he was thinking, and said, "Brother Dao, I received news earlier that a policeman wanted to go undercover and come in. When I looked at it today, didn't someone just happen to send it to the door? ā€

Qingshou raised his hands and shouted, "Hey, that woman, I don't know where your news came from. But can you believe the words of the police? I still support the news from the police station, saying that my brother was shot dead by them, is that really true? ā€

The man known as Brother Dao was wearing a pair of colorful pants, and when he heard this, he turned his head and seemed to be very interested in Qingshou.

Seeing this, Qing Shou hurriedly said: "Brother Dao, Brother Dao, I don't mean anything else, I just want to say what the police say, so I can't believe it all!" ā€

"That's right," Brother Dao said, with a hint of magnetism, "I've also heard the news that the police have already shot me dead. Cheer me, you didn't do a good enough job in this matter. ā€

Peng Huan looked at Qing Shou with a resentful expression, and his serious expression seemed to want to eat him. She turned to Brother Dao, and her face changed to a flattering expression, "Brother Dao, it's someone else's mistake, you shouldn't believe the news released by the police station." ā€

"But, aren't we short of manpower now, Brother Dao, you see that this kid is also quite clever, do you want him to help transport the goods?"

"Hmm," Brother Dao straightened up from his chair, "there is some truth to what you said, then let this kid follow you to transport the goods." ā€

"However, we can't help but guard against this kid," Peng Huan walked in front of Brother Dao, knelt down, and let the deep ravine be unobstructed, "Let's let him hand in a vote." ā€

"It's fine." Brother Dao was wearing big sunglasses, and he couldn't see the expression on his face. I saw him stretch out his hand, reach into the chest of the woman in front of him, and twist it hard, making Peng Huan and me let out a loud cry of pain.

She gasped for a few moments, and then said coquettishly: "Recently, we broke down a village, arrested some people, and used one of them to make a name." ā€

"Hey, hey, Brother Dao, I heard from a friend in the Tao that you are very righteous, so I came to ask you for help. I didn't think about selling drugs in China! ā€

"Shut up!" Peng Huan and I turned around, and there was endless resentment on my beautiful face, "Brother Dao has spoken, where is your turn to speak?" ā€

Brother Dao spoke, "Boy, it's not that I won't help you. For Biaozi's sake, I gave you such a chance. As long as the goods are delivered and the payment is recovered, then I can give you a large sum of money, enough money for you to spend the rest of your life abroad. ā€

"But," Qingshou said with a sad face, "I haven't done this, I used to collect protection money on the street." I'm not good at it. ā€

"This is also a problem," Brother Dao nodded, and said lightly: "Fight!" ā€

What do you mean? Before Qing Shou could react, a little brother with AK kicked him on the waist and kicked him to the ground. Then several men pounced on him, and there was a flurry of beatings.

Qing Shou was knocked to the ground, curled up his body, and protected his head and face. Those punches and kicks hurt my heart....... No, it doesn't seem to hurt that much. It must not be because those guys are merciful, and he doesn't know them, so there is only another explanation left.

He let out one or two screams from time to time, but he was thinking in his heart: Just practicing the golden bell jar of the first level, will it have such an effect? If you practice a few more levels, won't you even be able to play a pistol?

"Stop."

Brother Dao spoke again, and those junior brothers also obediently withdrew their hands and retreated to both sides.

"Boy," Brother Dao stuffed his dick into Peng Huan's mouth, and said while moving back and forth, "You think I'm here to open a good hall?" Even if you were introduced by Biaozi, it wouldn't be easy. Tell you, you will obediently transport the goods to me, and it will naturally have your benefits when it becomes a success........ Hiss .........."

Brother Dao leaned over and slapped Peng Huan on my buttocks, "Your little ******** is getting better and better." ā€

Peng Huan and I highlighted Brother Dao's doppelganger, and then swallowed the white turbid liquid in his mouth vigorously, and said with a smile: "That's not how well you trained Brother Dao." So, let me give this kid a name. ā€

"Yes." Brother Dao lay down on the Taishi chair again, "Well, didn't you fall in love with this little white face?" ā€

"Fancy him?" Peng Huan made a fuss and said, "How could I fall in love with this kind of goods?" ā€

Qingshou, who had just gotten up from the ground, was unkempt, with a blue nose and swollen face, and it really didn't have anything to do with the three words "little white face". He wiped the dirt on his face nonchalantly, and said, "Then I'll tell Brother Dao, I don't want money." I'll deliver it for you once, and it's like the ticket I paid! ā€

"The kid is quite kind!" Brother Dao stretched out his thumb, "The old man likes a tough guy like you!" Come to me, go and pick a name for him! ā€

Peng Huan and I took it up, tidied up my shirt a little, walked over one by one, and said, "Don't worry, Brother Dao, I will pick one for him." ā€

Qing Shou looked at the woman with an ugly face, and there were still white stains on the corners of her mouth, and she was extremely disgusted in her heart. Made, this person seems to have taken the wrong medicine, or has been abused by others too much, and her heart is full of resentment, which makes her face a little distorted.

Usually, when he encounters this kind of person, he can go as far as he can. But now he really has nowhere to go, and he can't go if he wants to. If he did run away, he believed that the brothers on the side would be happy to give him a shuttle. (To be continued.) )