In that room, Hu Qiudong, the master of speech, was telling the hundreds of people gathered here today about the glorious history and bright prospects of the Pacific 1024 Sunshine Gold Project.

Accompanied by the big screen, there are images of the Chinese Federal Daily, as well as a group photo of Mr. Wang of the Pacific 1024 Sunshine Gold Project, the Secretary-General of the United Nations Security Council, and many heads of state that year.

For example, listing data and posing pictures, these three things add up, combined with Hu Qiudong's amazing eloquence, a kind of fanatical anger immediately swept into the hearts of everyone present.

And Zu Rong is also one of these people, who seems to be shouting slogans, and he seems to be completely immersed in it.

However, in fact, deep in Zu Rong's heart, there is a trace of unwavering sobriety lurking.

The children of the poor are in charge of the family early, Zu Rong's family conditions are not very good, and he has not lost himself by the oppression of life when he works part-time outside the home early. On the contrary, he has grasped a lot of the true meaning of life, just like saying: there is no free lunch in this world, and even if there is, it is a beautiful poisonous apple.

At the beginning, after Zu Rong was deceived by a friend who had worked part-time outside a few times, he did not have a direct attack at that time.

After all, people are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, and there is no good end to fighting hard. And, almost on the same day, there was a handsome and handsome man who was born tall and in his thirties, because he was unwilling to call his family, and pulled them over to make a fortune together.

was pulled to the side of the small black room by a few big and three coarse, powerful guys, and enlightened him well. Different from the general kind of brainwashing propaganda and education, this kind of education locked in a closed hut, Zu Rong can think with the little thumb of his left foot, it is definitely not an education method that can be seen by everyone.

Zu Rong, who was paying attention, had faintly heard what seemed to be a scream coming from inside, and more than an hour later, Zu Rong also noticed that several seniors who were in charge of "educating" the handsome man had already left here in a panic with a hemp bag.

"Murdered!"

This was Zu Rong's first reaction.

"Lewd development, don't wave!"

This is the policy that Zu Rong set for himself at that moment.

There are thousands of MLM organizations in the world, some of them are gentle, some are cruel, and unfortunately, Zu Rong won the lottery.

Therefore, while taking advantage of the brainwashing and education, Zu Rong pretended that he seemed to be confused by the other party. On the other hand, it is a countermeasure that I have thought about early in my heart.

First of all, it is definitely not okay to call home, most parents in the world have poured all their love and effort into their children. Therefore, call your parents, who are concerned, may question your words on the spot.

Therefore, Zu Rong used the excuse that his family had no money, but the families of the brothers in the dormitory were okay, and he wanted to pull them in. Especially after describing the family background of Luo Feiyu, the "son of a scribe", he successfully won the trust of his predecessors.

As for the target of the call, Luo Feiyu, who was detached from the dormitory, was the first to rule it out, and Chen Bailu was because Zu Rong was not sure and did not dare to try it easily.

In the end, Zu Rong chose Ding Guangyao, who has always been bold and careful, and calm in his work, as his call partner. And I hope that he can contact Chen Bailu, who is well-informed and runs Bailu Logistics outside, to help him get out of trouble.

And as Ding Guangyao hung up the phone unequivocally, Zu Rong knew that his plan had succeeded a lot.

Next, all you have to do is pretend to obey them and wait patiently for help. And although I know that among the people who are frantically shouting slogans here, there are actually many people who have the same plan as Zu Rong. It's just that Zu Rong didn't have the slightest intention of testing them.

After all, if one doesn't get it right, you're going to be planted in it, so it's better to wait here for rescue.

......

And at this moment, after flying all the way to the magic capital, Chen Bailu immediately came towards the urban-rural junction where Zu Rong was located.

Because there is no Zu Rong's birthday, Chen Bailu can't be like Zhao Jianbin at the beginning, and specifically confirm Zu Rong's location.

It's just that for Chen Bailu, who already has a three-layer terrifying cultivation of qi refining, as long as he can determine a general direction, the rest of the things are not a problem at all.

And as Chen Bailu appeared in this small urban-rural junction, he strode away, just flashed past the door of an alley, and the next moment, he suddenly heard a terrible scream.

"Oh my waist, my legs!"

It was an old man with gray hair, who walked tremblingly as if a gust of wind could easily blow him down.

Therefore, after catching a glimpse of Chen Bailu, who was well-dressed and young, he looked like a foreigner. Maybe he was anxious to get to know Chen Bailu, a handsome young man, because he rushed out in a hurry.

It's a pity that when Chen Bailu walked, a breeze comparable to 0.001 blew. In the blink of an eye, the old man was already flying backwards behind him frantically.

Immediately afterward, a large mouthful of sweet and sour blood came out of his mouth, like the smell of tomato sauce.

"Dad, what's wrong with you, Dad!"

It's too late, it's too soon.

A strong black man with a strong tattoo who did not resemble the old man suddenly flashed out from behind the trash can on the side. While holding the old man steadily, he shouted with emotion.

"Legs, my right leg, my 100-meter six-second-5 Scud!"

"Dad, don't worry, you won't let go of the person who hurt you!"

Speaking of this, the black tattooed man stood up, walked quickly to Chen Bailu, and said to Chen Bailu with a fierce face in a demonic accent: "You turtle grandson, you broke one of my father's legs, I'll give you two ways today, either 50,000 yuan for us to have a private chat, or I have to leave one of your legs!"

Hearing this, Chen Bailu said disapprerovitously: "Don't worry, you have to let me see the old man first!"

While speaking, Chen Bailu didn't give the other party a chance to react at all, and in a flash, in the other party's stunned looking eyes, he had already come to the old man lying on the ground. As if a cadre in charge of condolences, he opened his mouth to the old man and asked, "Old man, did you hurt your left leg or your right leg?"

"Ah, how's it hurting?"

As the old man was stunned for a moment, he looked at the thighs he was holding with both hands, and suddenly the ghost cried wolf: "Crushed fractures......"

As soon as the words fell, he heard Chen Bailu suddenly speak: "Comminuted fracture, uncle, your fracture is not complete, I will treat you!"