One thousand two hundred and thirteen is not over yet
Like a defeated rooster, Lord Belle sat on the sofa dejectedly and looked at his hands unwillingly.
"Huh...... Why do you think you're such a forced person? Qin Bin shook his neck for a moment, then stood up and shouted to Lord Belle.
Xiao Shuai and the others who were sitting in the room were all stunned for a moment when they heard Qin Bin open his mouth and scolded Lord Belle, but no one spoke, after all, although Qin Bin and Lord Belle were not little brothers, they were indeed real partners, and the time spent together was almost the same as the time spent together with their own group.
Lord Belle looked at Qin Bin with his eyes hooked.
"Can you understand what Lin Zi thought at the beginning?" Qin Bin asked after lighting a cigarette with a smile.
Lord Belle probably didn't expect Qin Bin to say this, and after frowning, he said, "Is Lin Zi gone?" ”
"Why don't you wait for you to serve the food? When Lin Zi was leaving, he said that if nothing else, he would not have to see each other again in this life, and then sang me a song "Ah, friend, goodbye!" After Qin Bin finished speaking, he turned around and lowered his head and picked up his suitcase from the side of the sofa, then looked at Lord Belle and said, "You have a good idea of how much money I took you inside and out, and you have a penny for me, and my buddy will turn his face!" After speaking, Qin Bin walked directly to the outside.
"Where the are you?" Lord Belle shouted helplessly at Qin Bin.
"Jinzi, when will you really be able to treat us as individuals? People say that they are different and do not conspire with each other, but we have the same way, but we are different, forget it, since the companion is like a tiger, then I might as well go home and stop playing mahjong or something, isn't it good? Qin Bin didn't say a word back, and then left the private room directly.
After Qin Bin left, Lord Belle suddenly stood up and asked Xiao Shuai, "Am I fucking hateful?" ”
"Brother, you know the end of what you're saying? In the past two years, you have been fucking no one or a ghost, everyone has treated you as a friend, but you don't fucking treat others as people, you said that you stabbed Liu Zhu and they came out to help you with errands, what are you doing? Sooner or later it's something you win, now it's good! The old man's words above are completely yours, but what about people's hearts? You're barren, not your brother......" Xiao Shuai said with a sad face, then sighed and sat on the edge of the guest table, no longer silent.
At this point, Qin Bin and Lord Belle parted ways, and Qin Dashao never came to the north again, some people say that Qin Bin emigrated abroad in two thousand years, and left Yangzhou City with a large amount of money from then on, just leaving the legend of such a person, and the story of the Qin family in Wushili fireworks.
When Lord Belle left Shenyang, Wang Minglin had already left, and he took these people around him to drive towards City C.
In the city bureau of City C, Hon Hai, who once again became an advanced individual after the victory of the anti-gang and evil action, was already the most advantageous substitute player in the deputy bureau of the city bureau at this time, so the current Hon Hai feels more like a powerful person with both fame and fortune, and no one dares to say a word about him because of his young age or any black history.
Hon Hai, who was eating in the cafeteria at noon, suddenly received a phone call, a call from Wei Ren.
"What do you mean?" Hon Hai asked after being stunned for a moment.
"I'm going back, now Wang Minglin and they should be almost there, do you have any fluctuations?" Wei Ren asked with a smile and a cigarette.
"Come back, come back, see each other!" Hon Hai tilted his head and brushed the lunch box while whispering.
"Hahahaha...... Okay, then you wait for my call, I'll try to make an appointment for him! Wei Ren said with a laugh.
"Okay, I'll wait for you, but don't make me wait too long, I'm a little fucking impatient, let people get used to it now......" Hon Hai finished speaking, shaking his lunch box and wet hands and looking into the distance.
Wei Ren hung up the phone and looked down at the phone in his hand, pressing it constantly.
A few minutes later, Wei Ren's phone rang......
"Look, I'll just say you're very eager to fight, hahaha...... Where's it going? ”
"Just went out, don't mess with me, Da Wei, or I'm fucking prone to accidents!" The person on the phone shouted with gritted teeth and stared at the beads of his eyes.
"Look, can I fool you once or fool you a second time? We've been making it the same as Qiong Yao's novels for so many years, and the grievances and hatreds should also be cleared up, right? Wei Renle said happily.
"That's right, it should be!"
"Okay, let's make an appointment when we get there!"
"Yes!"
Wei Ren put down the phone with a smile and clapped his hands and shouted, "Qi Huo, hurry up, I'm a little excited, I can't wait!" Wei Ren shook his neck and said.
The driving Shunzi turned his head and shouted at Wei Ren, "This foot is almost in the tank, big brother!" ”
"Then you can run me at a speed of two hundred and two per hour with a pair of feet, and I will arrange for you to go to the great health care after you arrive!" Wei Ren said with a smile, his eyes glanced at the sunset outside the window, and then reached out and knocked on his head and said, "Should I make a phone call to the other side?" It's almost over, and I should have a conversation with him! ”
"It's time to fight!" Feizi, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and said this with a bright eye.
"Isn't it? Then I'll hit one! Wei Ren smiled and dialed Wang Minglin's phone directly.
Silence, the two of them may not have anything to say on the phone, so they listen to each other's somewhat wistful breathing and are silent.
"Have you decided on a place?" Wang Minglin was the first to ask.
"Not yet, why don't we find an old restaurant? I think people like to talk about wine these days, what do you say? Wei Ren seemed to be a pair of in-laws with Wang Minglin, discussing where the wedding banquet should be held.
"Otherwise, don't you know where the old state-run canteen is newly opened, let's find out how it felt back then?" Wang Minglin said seriously with an idea.
"That's a really good idea, I might get there before you, I'll go check it out?"
"Okay, just find it, let the aftertaste of what you have eaten, and taste it if you haven't eaten it!"
"Then it's decided, let's call back to each other!"
"Okay!" Wang Minglin said with a smile.
After Wang Minglin hung up the phone, Liu Zhu beside him opened his mouth and asked Wang Minglin, "I miss my son!" ”
"Don't eat anymore?" Wang Minglin looked at Liu Zhu with a smile and asked.
"I miss my son!" Liu Zhu still said like this.