I just glared at Bald Lao Liang coldly, and Bald Lao Liang immediately put away his hippie smile and scolded Dong Gongming behind the steel door.

I took a chair and sat under the rockery, picked up the food and ate it.

After a while, Bald Lao Liang crept over and opened me a beer and made tea.

"Master Tong. How many days are you going to come back for a few days?"

"I don't count."

"I heard that you always fought poachers at the Hoh Xil sounding station, killing and wounding nine ......."

"Thirteen."

"I heard that the old people were injured and died on the plateau, please go out of the mountains ......

"There's such a thing."

"I heard that your boss is making trouble at the Wuhuan Golf Course......

"Yes."

Bald Lao Liang was silly, while covering his swollen face, nodding his head, his little eyes couldn't stop rolling, and he didn't know what bad idea he was brewing.

I tilted my head and stared at Bald Lao Liang: "Finished asking?"

The bald old man blinked.

"It's my turn to ask!"

Bald Lao Liang suddenly said, "You always have to ask......

"Brother Li, why didn't they go to the Divine Weapons Department? Whose command?"

The bald old man snorted, a little at a loss.

"Shi Lao Qiyan hugged the gas canister and went on a hunger strike, whose idea was it?"

Bald Lao Liang crooked his mouth and squinted his eyes, squeezing out an ugly laugh.

I picked up the beer bottle and drank it all in one gulp, holding the handle in my hand and turning it slightly.

In an instant, Bald Lao Liang shrank his neck and straightened his waist and quickly retreated, and screamed, "***." Target. It's all ***."

"Say! Why?"

Half-loud, the bald old man and the bitter wormwood explained the reason to me.

I listened silently, noncommittal, looked at the bald old man and asked quietly, "What else is there to hide from me?"

Bald Lao Liang immediately raised his fat fingers and swore at the sky gambling curse!

"Really?"

"It's gone!"

"Sure?"

"I'm sure, if I, Chen Donghai, have something to hide from you, Master Tong, my youngest son won't be able to come back for the rest of his life."

I pursed my lips and was silent for three seconds, and said coldly, "Who is Qin Jing?"

Brush it down!

Bald Lao Liang stood on the spot, his blindfold slipping off, covering his mouth, and looking at me in horror.

Slowly, Bald Lao Liang's body began to tremble.

At first, it was a pair of elephant legs, followed by a fat belly, and then the mouth was trembling.

I just stared at Bald Lao Liang silently, looking at him.

I've known Bald Lao Liang for so long, and in this minute, this old thing finally showed a little of its original form.

However, I didn't wait for Bald Lao Liang to completely show his original form, because someone knocked on the door.

"Heavenly Prison. There's a way to get out of the way."

"Poodle. I know you're back. There is a kind of Lao Tzu coming out."

"If you dare to beat someone and don't dare to show your face, what kind of ability are you relying on the heavenly prison to protect you."

"If it's a man, get out."

"Poodle, get out of here and make it clear. Otherwise, we will go in and burn down your Fangzhou courtyard."

Listening to the noise and scolding and crying outside the door, the bald old man jumped up to lock the door: "Little boy, go quickly, climb over the wall." I'll take it."

I picked up the lunch box, got up slowly, grabbed the bald old Liang vest and threw it aside, and walked out of the second courtyard in a hurry, passed through the inverted room, and turned out of the courtyard gate.

At the entrance of the alley, dozens of men, women, young and old, blocked the small half of the street, scolding several guards of the heavenly prison.

The people who came were divided into two groups.

The first wave was full of old men and women in their seventies and eighties.

The second wave consisted of middle-aged women of 34 years old, either pushing a stroller or holding a child.

These people are the family members of those who were beaten in the second courtyard of the inverted house.

The deterrent power of the Heavenly Guardian is still enough.

After being severely warned, these family members only dared to stand at the entrance of the alley and cry and curse, but did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

The moment they saw me appear, a group of family members were stunned at first, and then cried out.

The old man and lady of seventy and eighty sat on the ground and cried, "My son. He was beaten to death by the boy teacher of Fangzhou."

"My son is still in the ICU, and his life and death are still uncertain."

"Fang Zhou is too bullying, and the Tong teacher who fights with people is too bullying."

Middle-aged women in their thirties and forties then pinched their children, knelt on the ground and cried, "I have no man. My daughter has no father."

"My daughter is only three months old, how can he live without her father."

"My poor man, I'm not alive......

For a while, the grief shook the sky, and half of the Guozijian Street was shocked.

The old ones cried like cuckoos dripping blood, the women cried heartbreakingly, and the younger ones cried heartbreakingly.

"Tong Shi. You're not human."

"Poodle, you're too brutal."

"You must not die well, surnamed Tong." "You didn't give birth to a son."

"If my son has three longs and two shorts, I want you to pay for your life."

Many 'spectators' passers-by who had been preparing for a long time were excited, and they rushed forward to ask for justice when they saw the injustice.

In the face of the organized and premeditated siege of hundreds of people, the Tianjian Bantou guarding the entrance of the alley was obviously unable to hold on, and began to retreat in an orderly manner to rebuild the defensive line.

I walked and ate with my lunch box, pushing a small red paint bucket with my right foot, and walked to the door of the alley step by step.

The heavenly prison suddenly looked like a great enemy.

The two heads of the five and six boards quickly retreated and stopped in front of me, warning me with the most stern eyes.

"The old, the weak, the women and the children, can't do anything."

"If you really do it, we won't help you."

"Don't embarrass us."

I said indifferently, "Then I'll just let them die."

The two heads showed disgust and helplessness, bared their teeth, and reached for the phone at the same time.

Parting the two heads, I pushed the paint bucket and walked straight to the alley.

In an instant, all the cries of the hundreds of people on the opposite side magically stopped.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at me, all in fear.

The many boards of the Heavenly Prison quickly formed a wall, separating me from the old, weak, women and children.

At this moment, I kicked over the paint bucket and let go of my right arm.

The mop cuckled under his arm slammed to the ground.

The mop hit the ground, and the crowd immediately shrank back.

Holding a lunch box in his left hand and a mop in his right hand, he dipped it in paint and drew a blood-red red line on the ground, pulling it from left to right, filling the alleys of Fangzhou.

Then, I pulled the heavenly guards who formed the human wall apart one by one, and stood within the red line with lunch boxes, without saying a word.