He Quan was very impatient.
I don't know why my heart is heavy, very wrong.
According to the plan, it has been very smooth so far, and he should not feel this way.
"Bring a cigarette."
He said to the younger brother who was following him.
"Yes!"
He Quan is an old smoker. He is not used to smoking ordinary cigarettes, so he loves certain foreign brands. Tobacco tastes bitter and astringent. Someone once described it as hitting his throat with a hammer. Can't put it down.
But today, his baby couldn't relieve the sudden irritability.
He Quan usually looks at a scheming person, always at ease, but only he himself knows how careful and insidious calculations are hidden under this leisurely.
Just like how he usually sits down in front of Long Ao for hours, what he thinks and what he says are usually the opposite of each other.
Breathing out a beautiful smoke ring, He Quan asked, "Is there any movement in Long Ao?"
The deputy who was beside He Quan greeted him and replied respectfully, "Everything is as usual."
"Well."
The deputy knew that He Quan had not finished speaking, and did not dare to retreat.
He thought why he had to explain some things to himself, but he didn't expect that ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds had passed, and the man could only say a word that he would never say out of his mouth,
"I feel uneasy."
The deputy's eyebrows twitched, and his head dropped even lower.
"How many years have you been with me?"
"ten years."
"It's been ten years... I supported Long Ao in the upper position. It's been so long."
The deputy can't wait to close his ears, but he doesn't know what happened to He Quan today, and suddenly he has the desire to talk.
The more you know, the quicker you die. This principle is not allowed to be put on others, but it must be true if you put it on yourself.
Because He Quan has never been a talkative person, but a suspicious person.
The most frightening thing is that this suspicious man is very ambitious.
So he was always afraid that others would know what he was thinking, and he was worried that someday what he was doing behind his back would be stabbed out, and then he would try his best to do nothing, which might be more uncomfortable than killing He Quan.
Therefore, the people around him are cleaned regularly.
The reason why the deputy was able to follow He Quan for ten years was not because He Quan trusted him, but he knew the least, and those who knew more than him... The graves were probably covered with weeds.
Thinking of this, the tall man shuddered.
He Quan noticed.
"Shake what?"
"… "
He sneered.
Because of this laughter, the people around took their breath away.
"I followed Long Zeming to take down the Dragon Gang's territory, and defended him with knives and bullets. When Long Zeming was here, I was second. Long Zeming left, why should I go back to the Dragon Gang?" He Quan said, stand up. "Where's Roche?"
The man with scars who was in charge of the kidnapping case softened his legs and said tremblingly: "Well, when I was on the phone just now, he said that the car seemed to have a flat tire, and he had to... sigh!"
He Quan walked up to him, holding a cigarette butt and ironing the man's shirt directly.
In an instant, cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
"Blowout? What a blowout, what a blowout at just the right time!" "Don't you know that this kind of thing is not good for us as time goes on? A bunch of rice buckets! Now! Immediately! Let him come here for me! Otherwise, let him wait to collect Xue Manqing's corpse!"
After shouting, He Quan's eyes slashed.
"Aren't you going soon?"
"Yes!"
"Luo Chi, if you don't come again, you won't want the lives of Xue Manqing and Yang Liu'er."
"I don't care if you have a flat tire or something, I'll give you the last fifteen minutes. If you haven't seen anyone for fifteen minutes, you don't have to come here."
When the words fell, the other party hung up the phone without even having a chance to speak to Luo Chi.
It was the man's voice at the beginning, Luo Chi could hear it.
Then I think of the call just now that I said I had two hours and then changed my name to an hour, and now I have less than fifteen minutes left...
Maybe it was a slip of the tongue, but Luo Chi already had another answer in his heart.
But now he has no chance to delay time, he can only take one step at a time.
Thinking like this, Luo Chi took the time to park the car about ten minutes' walk away from the destination, and got off.
"Yangliu'er."
Xue Xue suddenly called her, causing Yang Liu'er not to respond for a while.
"Do you still think you're right now?"
"… what?"
Again.
Yang Liu'er bit her lower lip and closed her lips, avoiding Xue Xue's gaze.
She couldn't stand the other person's eyes that seemed to see through everything, which made her feel like a... stupid and ridiculous jumping beam clown.
They have already fallen to such a point, but the women around them are not flustered at all. On the other hand, they are clearly the ones who set up the situation, but there is a feeling that every step is being understood by the other party.
The former Xue Manqing made her feel disgusted, but now Xue Manqing makes her afraid.
Even... fear.