A few white shirts hurriedly persuaded Luo Ji to stop, and went to pull Liu Yicong again.

I didn't give them any face at all, and said indifferently, "What I'm saying is possible, don't put yourselves in it."

"Reason, not loud. The more noisy you are, the more weak your heart is!"

"You are all innocent, so you are not afraid of Team Liu's investigation."

"Sit down. Don't get excited!"

Immediately, the two old men went crazy with anger, pointing at me left and right and barking wildly.

There were two Hong Kong Island compatriots present, and Liu Bin was afraid that it would not look good, so he hurriedly came out to play a round.

What do you say, I believe Liu Lao Luo Lao, they have served our anti-smuggling team conscientiously for so many years, and there is no merit and hard work.

The two old men looked a little pale, and hated me to the core.

That's when I said, "If all of the above possibilities are ruled out, then there is only one possibility."

"The only way!"

Whew!

Countless eyes of great anticipation were on me.

The two old frogs were still angry, staring at me.

I said with a straight face, "This possibility is ......."

"The anti-smuggling team appraiser, the level is too poor!"

"The ICPO is on the scene, and it's a shame to be thrown abroad."

"It is recommended to block and never be hired."

Ten seconds after I finished speaking, there was no reaction at all.

Ten seconds later, the godgrandson of the Mongolian chick grabbed his chest and fell to the ground.

Na Luo Ji was stunned, his expression was in a trance, he pointed at me with one hand, and scolded Nima in a trembling voice, and the whole person fell backwards.

Not long after, the two old men were dragged into an ambulance Gilgil and drove away.

I was sent back to Fangzhou by the best car of the anti-smuggling team.

Cleaning up Luo Ji and Liu Yicong, I don't feel any guilt in my heart.

The first two times it just hurt them, but this time, it's to make them afraid!

Only by beating them out can they survive in the days to come!

Now it's just two small flies, and in the future, it's going to fight the wolf, tiger and leopard, and the giant python dragon!

"Stinky boy, why are you fighting people again?"

"Oh my God, it's almost winter, how can you stand it with your bald head."

"Damn. It's too ruthless. Nanshu or Kyushu?"

In the office, Hai Ye gently wiped the wound on my head, and his fat old face was tightened, full of heartache and hatred.

I leaned back in the wicker chair and shook my head indifferently, "Neither."

"Isn't it?"

"Is that to be jealous? Aren't you going to change girls again?"

"Phew. Chaos begins and ends abandoned. Chen Shimei. That little girl from the Lin family ......"

I interrupted Hai Ye viciously.

Hai Ye pouted: "Who gave this hat?"

The hat I wore was given by Qi Yan, so there is no need to tell Bald Lao Liang.

After slowly applying the medicine, Hai Ye pulled a chair and sat in front of me: "Tell me. Who hit it?"

I didn't hear the strangeness in Haiye's voice, and I waved my hand impatiently and put on my hat to leave.

"You don't mind about it. I'll handle it myself."

Hai Ye blocked the door and didn't leave, so he had to tell me to make it clear.

I was embarrassed to tell Hai Ye the reason, so I pushed him away, raised my feet and left.

Hai Ye grabbed my hand and pointed at me and threatened, if I didn't say it, he would remember me for absenteeism.

Pulling and pulling to the door, a Bentley drove straight to the mailroom.

Li Zihua, who had a pig's head, climbed out of the car tremblingly, carrying more than a dozen big bags in both hands, and whispered to me from afar.

On Friday night, although Li Zihua escaped, he was not greeted less.

Two days later, the third generation of coal was still bruised. The bag with a full head looks ridiculous.

Hai Ye looked at me, and then looked at coal

Three generations, one-eyed little eyes turned around a few times, and seemed to understand something.

After entering the office, the third generation of coal sat in a regular manner, his thick and short legs tightly clamped between his hands, and apologized to me with a handful of noses and tears.

If I hadn't protected me that night, the third generation of coal who started the culprit would have been cut to the hospital bed and lay down for half a year.

Seeing that the third generation of coal was crying heartbroken and unable to repent, I waved my hand indifferently and ended the matter.

In the next second, the third generation of coal shook and put more than a dozen big bags in front of me, and Ai Ai handed over another contract.

"Prospecting Agreement."

Coal three generations were beaten, and he himself categorically would not tell his family. But he still got the contract for me.

After reading the contract, I was a little unsure, and I thought about it for a while, so I had to ask Hai Ye.

Hai Ye was taken aback when he saw the prospecting agreement, and immediately came to his senses, and sat at the door with his ass flipped up.

While flipping, Hai Ye asked various questions about the three generations of coal.

Although the third generation of coal has no culture, but when he was beaten his ass, he played with coal in the coal mine, and it was like playing up and down the mine.

When encountering professional terms that I don't understand, after being simplified by Haiye, the three generations of coal can barely answer.

After asking, Hai Ye smoked the condolences that the three generations of coal gave me and entered the second courtyard, and after a while, he reported a roll of drawings and asked the three generations of coal to identify them.

This is obviously embarrassing for three generations of coal.

Hai Ye was very polite to the third generation of coal, and said with a smile that it didn't matter if he didn't understand, he looked at the third generation of coal and looked closer than his own grandson.

Picking up a pen and paper from my desk, I looked at the map with my little eyes, the names of various places and coal mines popping out of my mouth, and I quickly drew lines on the sticky notes as I listened.

It can be seen that Hai Ye is also a master of geology.

Moreover, he is still an extraordinary master.

To learn geology, hand-drawn maps are the basis of exercises. There are many things that can be learned, and there are many people who can draw.

But it is rare to be able to draw accurate to each mountain.

There are really no people who can enter Fangzhou who eat mixed rice.

I became interested in Hai Ye, and quietly stepped forward to snoop, but was ruthlessly driven out by Hai Ye to guard the gate.

Not long after, Hai Ye came out to change the guard, grabbed me and asked viciously, "Who beat you? Do you remember what it looked like?"

I know that Hai Ye has already taken out the story of me and him being beaten from the mouth of the third generation of coal, and it is the most detailed kind.

But I'm still biting a word.