Lin Qingxi sent a short WeChat message and put the phone in his bag.

Then continue watching the play.

In the room, there are dozens of young adults.

Looking at the momentum, Queen Ma was calm and relaxed, and even picked up the pastries on the coffee table and tasted them.

"Not a special offering in the wall?" Queen Ma took a bite and vomited. "Dogs don't eat this thing."

Da Liu stared at Queen Ma and tried his best to control the waves in his heart: "Queen Ma is still the same as back then, no one in her eyes, arrogant, and no one cares about her." ”

"Nonsense."

Queen Ma threw away the pastry plate and pouted: "Who made my family background hard?" ”

"Who asked me to marry a terrible husband as soon as I got married?"

Queen Ma sat up and poked her head forward: "Da Liu, if you were me, you would be better than me." ”

Da Liu clenched his back tooth socket, and his face twitched a little.

It seems that just a simple chat with Queen Ma will not be able to hold back, and the mentality will explode.

What's more, he didn't come to chat with Queen Ma tonight.

It's revenge.

"Before the fire in the Wenyuan Courtyard." Da Liu lit a cigarette and said with a cold expression. "I also have a family background, a background, I also have a great future, and I have a bright life."

"I want to amputate?" Da Liu stared at Queen Ma. "I want to live in the shadows, in hatred for the rest of my life?"

Da Liu's mood fluctuated.

The group of people standing behind him, including Xiao Liu, who was standing not far from Queen Ma, were full of cold and angry.

"All I can say is that everyone has their own aspirations."

Queen Ma shrugged her shoulders and glanced up at the old guys who hated her to the core.

"All I can say is."

Da Liu snuffed out his cigarette, leaned on crutches, and said categorically: "You have to atone for your sins tonight." ”

Creak.

The door to the hall of the villa was closed.

Inside, there was a dead silence.

The rich murderous intent swept in.

……

Inside the car.

Zhang Ruoyu's face was expressionless, and when he looked up, he happened to see the statue that Liang Daishan funded for Zhang Xiangbei.

It's only been less than a year, and it's a little faded.

"What's going on with those guys? Dare to make trouble on the beach? ”

Han Shixiao drove the car and peeked at Brother Zhang, whose temperament had obviously changed after returning from the capital this time.

It's quite Brother Zhang when chatting.

Once he calmed down, Brother Xiao felt a little strange, and a little like Zhang Xiangbei.

"I don't know it, and I don't know about it." Zhang Ruoyu opened the notebook, took out a pen, and crossed out a few names.

Ye Jinxing's name is drawn with a line.

Tonight, these names are crossed.

"However, they may feel that making trouble in Yanjing is afraid that the impact will not be good, and it will not end well." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "In Binhai, there are no worries."

When Han Shixiao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then grinned: "What they think is right." ”

"In the sea, there are really no taboos."

"But us."

Sou!

Han Shixiao stepped on the accelerator to the end and tore apart the darkness.

The villa, which covers an extremely large area, is surrounded.

There are three layers inside and three layers outside, and the black pressure is full of people.

Lu Taisui, as the emperor of the coastal soil, a rogue tycoon of the last century who eats both black and white, he raised his arms and shouted, and there were countless disciples and grandchildren.

Brother Sihai is a rising star, and he is in the year of fighting, and his prestige is self-evident.

A series of luxury motorcades blocked the front and rear doors of the villa, and Lu Taisui sat on the front of the limited-edition antique classic car, wearing a Mao suit, holding a melodica, tilting his head and playing "Friendship Lasts Forever", which perfectly interpreted what is the godfather of the sea.

Sihai Ge squatted next to the car and smoked a cigarette, like a migrant worker who had just entered the city and was picking up ashes at the construction site, with deep eyes and a reckless temperament, which matched the music played by Lu Taisui very well.

Liang Daishan sat in the back seat of Lu Taisui's classic car, turned on the front camera of his mobile phone, sorted out the newly bought wig, the suit was straight, and the gold wire glasses made his whole temperament very moist.

These old Marina Gang things are the same as the Mona Lisa, and outside, the same again.

In front of Brother Zhang, he still has to be the same.

It's all quite changeable.

Dingding.

Lu Taisui's phone rang.

It's the leader of a certain antelope hanging horn on the sea.

"Lao Lu, those people came from the capital, and the foundation is quite hard and colorful."

"Oh." Lu Taisui handed the melodica to his grandson Lu Shaoqing and asked him to continue playing, this atmosphere was too stylish, and Lu Taisui enjoyed it very much.

Listening to the music, Lu Taisui felt like a prodigal son full of stories, with drama in every eye and pathos in every cell.

"Anything else?" Lu Taisui lit a cigarette, his buttocks were half leaning on the classic car, and when the cold wind blew, a few hairs on his head were a little messy.

When he was young, he imagined this picture, that is, when he was young, he had no money, he couldn't afford to buy a classic car, and his big brother hadn't invented it yet.

It's a pity that I didn't be able to pose for a few photos and died as a posthumous photo.

"No, just to remind you." The leader on the other side of the phone said cautiously.

"Thank you." Lu Taisui exhaled a thick cigarette and smiled. "Lao Wang, how many years can you still gild the coast? I've lived all my life, and I'll be buried here when I die. ”

"My brother, aunt and aunt who I forgot to make in the New Year were set up to die, and their life and death are uncertain."

Lu Taisui said word by word: "They must be able to leave the coastal area alive." ”

"How can I be embarrassed to bury myself in the seaside in the future? I'm going to blush. ”