In the chaotic era, development is always carried out first and then governed, and it is inevitable that there will be large and small garbage in the process of development.

Stanley is one such garbage shelter.

If you want to divide these garbage into three, six, nine and so on, Lu Yunsheng, whose grave cement has cracked, is the first class, Feibo, who is more than three meters tall in the grave grass, is the second class, and Wu Shihao, who is retired in Stanley, is the third class.

Others, at best, are the lower sixth.

Wu Shihao has been in for three years, but all the rivers and lakes are still his story.

It's like a few years ago, the "three tycoons" of the Ten Mile Ocean Field regarded him as an idol as long as he was a dwarf mule or a "mixed river".

Killing such a super-influential boss, Lei Yaoyang, who has not yet had the help of the club, began to wonder if he had offended the camel somewhere.

This big guy is going to kill himself.

But...

Isn't the more this happens, the more challenging it becomes?

I don't know if it's the original personality or Lei Yaoyang himself is like this, thinking about it is still a little excited.

However, killing Wu Shihao, how to kill, and how to save his life after killing is a matter worth thinking about in the long run.

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Stanley, a beautiful town in the south of Hong Kong Zong, is located in the east of Repulse Bay, full of exotic scenery.

It is a famous tourist attraction in Hong Kong Comprehensive City, with sunshine and sand, which is really a good place for sightseeing and leisure.

But it's not the scenery that he's known for

but

Jail!

Or the Jianghu Nursing Home in Hong Kong Comprehensive City, the Hong Kong Comprehensive City Fighting Social University, and the Hong Kong Comprehensive City Soap Picking Training Course.

It is full of talents, and it speaks well.

However, Lei Yaoyang doesn't like it, and he doesn't take it as his home.

Because it is no exaggeration to say that Wu Shihao is the biggest brother and the most beautiful boy in Stanley this year.

Eighty percent of the dwarf mules that didn't die were in it.

Lei Yaoyang, who said goodbye to the camel, was thinking frantically in his head, how to kill Wu Shihao and get out.

"Secretly used a sharpened toothbrush to take advantage of Wu Shihao's carelessness, his little brother was distracted, exploded and stabbed Wu Shihao to death, and then opened his matchless, from inside Stanley to outside Stanley."

Bah, I don't dare to write like this except for a novel called Moe What.

Phew, the idea is getting weirder.

Thinking about it

A bold and meticulous plan appeared in Lei Yaoyang's mind.

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In fact, Stanley is not what he Wu Shihao said.

The prison guard is the real boss.

Wu Shihao was a son with Lei Luobai, and he was able to hold a meeting with 28 detectives at home, and Superintendent Henry said that he would kill the first brother of the underworld.

But in Stanley, especially a big man like him who moved to Stanley in the whole community.

It was the tiger falling on the plain and being bullied by dogs.

casually pinched him to death.

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After the establishment of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, what is the biggest difference between the Hong Kong Comprehensive City Police Examination and the Prison Officer Examination compared with the Four Detectives in the era of the Money Empire?

Answer: Originally, as long as you know a few big characters, you can send red envelopes to the examiner, but you can know the English letters of "twenty-four" and send red envelopes to ghosts.

None of this is difficult for Lei Yaoyang.

And I have to admire my predecessor Lei Yaoyang, who has been crawling and rolling in a dwarf mule for so many years, and he is innocent in life without a little stain.

With his current conditions, it is a pity to be a policeman, and it is a pity for a talent not to be a lawyer.

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The dimly lit walkway, dark and damp, smells musty in the air.

There are iron walls on all sides, even the windows are iron, it can be said that the defense is impermeable, not to mention the sun, even the air is not very circulating, the iron cage is locked in all "rats", and there are rats running around outside the iron cage.

An old man in prison clothes, curled up, motionless, slept on the ground as if he were dead.

In front of the old man, there was a tall man standing at this moment, and his face could not be seen clearly. The man was obviously not the same as the old man, because he was dressed in prison guard clothes, clean, a pair of black leather shoes, polished and shiny, and holding an iron box of food in his hand.

It is said that it is a meal, that is, a nest with a little bran in addition to it.

But for these social scum, it would be nice to have something for them to eat.

Is it abrupt to have such a person in such an environment? In fact, it's not abrupt at all, after all, the sun is the same focus as the reader's father.

"It's time to get up and eat."

Yaoyang put down the tin box, patted the old man's face gently, and tried to greet him.

Yaoyang's voice is very soft, Cantonese mixed with pure Chinese, and the accent is very strange.

This is also a careful eye for him, after all, where the hometown dialect goes, people will always be closer.

"Uncle, uncle......"

Yaoyang struggled a lot and kept shouting.

The old man seemed to have just woken up, and suddenly spoke up, in a pure Chinese tone:

"Boy, you're delivering food again?"

"Yes, I've just joined the company, I won't send anyone to send it!"

The man was relieved when he heard the old man reply.

"It's good to be alive!"

This is just a decent thing Lei Yaoyang said, an excuse to get close to the old man.

As a person who only loves himself, there is only one reason for delivering food to a bad old man, and this bad old man's surname is Luo, and the people of the rivers and lakes are called Long Si.

Even in order to get close to Luo Sihai, Lei Yaoyang has not been able to bird Wu Shihao in the past few days.

"You can't deliver this meal a few times, I can't hold it anymore, little red guy, why do you say people live?"

The old man's tone was indifferent, struggling to sit up, his movements were extremely strange, his hands and feet did not move to the ground, but he twisted his body and sat up, but his eyes looked directly at the sun.

Yaoyang didn't support him, just stood quietly thinking about his question.

"What do people live for?"

To get ahead?

For a big future?

Yaoyang didn't answer the old man, just quietly pondered his question.

The old man didn't urge him, and he was stunned here for a while.

"Where's the rice?"

The old man's sudden interjection also interrupted Yaoyang's train of thought, so he simply didn't want to.

"Here!"

Yaoyang picked up the iron box and held it in front of the old man.

The old man buried his head, but he devoured it and ate very happily, as if he was eating "delicacies from the mountains and seas".

After a while, the food in the tin box was swept away, and nothing was left.

Looking at the old man's appearance, Yaoyang seemed to think of something but couldn't say it.

I had to silently start cleaning up.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up, that is, to pick up the tin box on the ground, bend over and turn around and prepare to leave.

"I don't have much time to give birth to a baby, can you talk to me?"

The old man spoke, unexpectedly stopping Yaoyang.

There was a hint of joy in the depths of Yaoyang's pupils, the light in the cell was very dim, and Long Si didn't notice it, and he had been waiting for this sentence for a month's hospitality.

This sentence is in the plan, and it is unreasonable.