Chapter Ninety-Three: A Synonym for Violence

Inside Hengtong Economic and Trade Company, Xizi slowly walked towards the elevator room with a smile on his back at this time.

"Xizi, you see that you have to give me a heart for this, I heard that other people's families have letters, are you here...... Yes? Hahahaha...... "A middle-aged man who took the lead kept handing over words to Xizi with a big belly and a handbag.

Xizi pursed his lips reservedly and said that a smile is not a smile, saying that he is expressionless and a little smiling, which is unpredictable.

"Brother Huan, how many times have you been on this matter? Brother is not blowing with the two of you, as long as the feather side releases the words, then the first time the younger brother has to think about the brother you, you said that you have been eating and drinking for the past three days, or the model group of more than 1.7 meters has long legs to hook up with me, I will now let you give me the whole money in the pocket of the horse does not rise unexpectedly, blood pressure, blood lipids, blood sugar It is all rising, can I fool you My brother! Xizi stretched out his heavy palm and patted his forehead, and said a little weakly.

After listening to Xizi's words, Brother Huan immediately looked at what I understood, and then whispered into Xizi's ear and said, "Xizi, if you let Yuzi leak out of this sentence a little faster, look back at how much of the ground in the hands of the people around me floats, I will give you half of it, do you see what I said about it?" ”

"Damn, I'll call Yuzi!" Xizi said and was about to reach out for his phone.

When Brother Huan saw Xizi like this, he immediately smiled and pressed Xizi's hand, and then said, "Can you say this to me, silly brother, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I......'m leaving, I'm leaving,

"Look at your brother Huan, I'm the ...... to make a phone call"

"No, no, no, I'm gone, and I'm gone, and my words will count at any time!" Brother Huan laughed and patted Xizi's hand, then turned around and took the person away.

At this time, Zhou Xing in the company also walked out quickly with a few people, and the same words also appeared on Zhou Xing's side.

"Let's go, Brother Meng?" Xizi smiled and greeted Zhou Xing's guests.

"Hey, I'm gone, you're busy, it's okay, let's go to my brother's shop and drink some tea or something!" The person named Brother Meng hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to shake Xizi's hand and said.

"No problem, no problem......" Xizi said with a smile and a nod.

After sending them all away, Xizi and Zhou Xing sighed in unison, and then stood in the elevator room without moving, Zhou Xing took out the cigarette case and handed Xizi a cigarette, and said a little tiredly: "I don't know how long it can last!" ”

"You have to hold on for as long as you want, and now the situation of the feather doesn't know what is easy to cause trouble, it's okay if these people don't know, if we know, we won't be worth much......" Xizi shook his head and exhaled a heavy puff of smoke.

In recent days, since the opening of Hengtong Economic and Trade has been a constant flow of people coming and going, basically there is nothing else for the people to come, that is, to find Xizi and these people began to frantically explore the land in the western suburbs, because in the eyes of many people, Xiao Yu has this ability, that is, to fry the land, in their worldview Xiao Yu must have a mysterious energy, this energy can make Xiao Yu turn stones into gold, and let an ordinary piece of land become a priceless prime location, This situation was indeed shown after the gang in Yangpu Village sold their land to Xiao Yu.

And only Xiao Yu's brothers know that Xiao Yu is no longer in the mood to talk about these things, so everyone is gritting their teeth and standing up.

At the same time, at the entrance of the war-torn zone somewhere in western Yunnan, an escort truck covered with iron filings and rust stopped outside the entrance, and groups of people wearing hoods and prison uniforms began to jump out of the car one by one.

One of the smallest figures in the crowd was the smallest, walking slowly in handcuffs and shackles like a walking corpse like the others.

"Hurry up, hurry up, grind for a while, your dinner will be gone at night, the daily quota here is one steamed bun per person, either you rob it, or you have a relationship, or you will starve to death......"

A uniformed man shouted with a loudspeaker.

Now there are no prisons in the Heping Zone, and the rest are some detention centers or detention rooms and the like, in order to make the Heping Zone completely clean up and become a place to live and work in peace and contentment, so the only place where the Heping Zone intersects with the war-torn zone is to let the surrounding war-torn areas open some prisons with poor conditions to help the Heping Zone to take in felons.

For example, in the war-torn areas of western Yunnan, Burma, and other places, these prisoners will go down to the mines to dig for ore, and if they are in the Far East and other places, they will get on boats to help clean up some garbage or fish on the water, and even heard that some prisoners have to go to some places with worse conditions to do some work that has never been heard of.

After the man in uniform finished shouting, he turned around and walked towards the pass, at this time some of the personnel who came to be responsible for the handover were already in place, and when they saw the man coming, they immediately greeted him and took out the formalities to sign.

Suddenly, at this time, one of the prisoners in the crowd directly took off the mask on his head, turned around and pounced directly on a prisoner beside him, raised the handcuffs in his hand and directly put the neck of another prisoner, and then strangled himself into his arms.

"Kill him!"

With the prisoner's order, at least four or five prisoners were all prepared to take off their masks directly, and then frantically gathered and then used the handcuffs in their hands to smash wildly on the head of the strangled prisoner.

The thin prisoner in the crowd heard the movement and quickly took off his hood, this person was Zhu Meng, who was going to officially enter the Burmese Prison today, Zhu Meng squinted his small eyes and looked at the situation in front of him and wanted to take a step back, but the handcuffs and shackles of these prisoners were all connected together, and the current crowd was all gathered in one direction, so Zhu Meng was helplessly dragged towards the crowd.

"Cao Nyima's, is it so barbaric?" Zhu Meng frowned, looked at the blood oozing from the hood of the prisoner who was beaten, and muttered in disbelief.

And what made Zhu Meng even more frightened was that at this time, the staff in charge of escorting in the distance all watched all this happen coldly, as if all this had nothing to do with them, just watching quietly!