For a whole afternoon, Wang Youcai and his 18k brothers were looking for Zhang Ermao's whereabouts, which can also be said to be hunting down Zhang Ermao. For the whole afternoon, Song Zi emphasized that he had mobilized all the police forces he could mobilize, set up roadblocks, and made clear investigations. The unannounced visit was also pursuing Zhang Ermao, but what about Zhang Ermao? Now no one knows where this guy is hiding, no one knows what this guy is doing? Maybe... Maybe hiding in a corner crying
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The sun sets in the west, the night falls, and the street lights are beginning to come on. The Song’s villa has lost the past humor, lost the joy that should have been, and replaced it with a kind of silence and a kind of dullness; although all the lights in the villa hall are on I got up, but the light seemed to have lost its former brilliance and vitality. It was a little dim and depressed, giving people a dull, sad, and sleepy feeling.
Song Zhiyuan's corpse was picked up by the car sent by the funeral home. Aunt Liu and Liu Cuihua prepared dinner, but everyone in the living room had no appetite.
Zhang Ermao's mother kept crying silently while sitting on the sofa, and the grandfather Zhou, who was sitting on the side, also had a heavy face. They were all waiting, waiting for Wang Youcai's call, waiting for Zhang Ermao's news.
Sitting on the sofa, Song Siyi was holding the phone in her hand tightly. She was also waiting, anxiously waiting for Wang Youcai's call, but she was disappointed that it changed since Wang Youcai left with a group of 18k brothers in the afternoon. Got no audio.
In the beginning, Wang Youcai led his brothers to track down Zhang Ermao’s whereabouts, but when it was dark, Song Zhiyuan’s cell phone rang in his pocket, and the news was that 18K’s three underground casinos on the market were blocked by the police. The brothers were caught, scattered, and fleeing, all of them panicked for a while...
Casino, that is the most important source of income for 18k. If the casino is destroyed, it would be equivalent to cutting off the source of income for 18k. It is like breaking off a right arm of 18k. Of course, Wang Youcai knows the casino’s right to 18k. Importantly, he didn't trace Zhang Ermao's whereabouts anymore, and took a group of brothers straight to the casino in the city.
But just when Wang Youcai was about to arrive in the city, Song Zhiyuan’s phone rang again. An accident happened to the "Blue Moon" in Qingyang District and was smashed by hundreds of people. All the entertainment facilities and equipment were smashed. The waiter , The waiter, scattered, escaped, more than a dozen 18k brothers struggled to resist, and finally was beaten all over with bruises, life and death unknown.
Wang Youcai immediately turned the front of the car and prepared to go straight to Qingyang District, but the phone rang again, followed by Blue Moon in Songhe District, Blue Moon in Wulihe... One call came in, one by one. The boulder usually hit Wang Youcai's chest.
Wang Youcai stepped on the brakes heavily, he knew it, everything was done, 18k completely collapsed overnight.
The casino has been blocked, the customer base has been cut off, and it’s not easy to start again; if the Blue Moon is smashed, even if it pays to renovate it, its reputation is ruined, where's the popularity
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"Go... to Nancheng District!" In the end, Wang Youcai made a difficult decision, because he understood that Nancheng District was the foundation of 18k. As long as the Blue Moon in Nancheng District could be kept, then everything still had hope of starting again.
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"Boss, is room 203 still vacant?" When it was dark, Zhang Ermao got into a hotel.
"Yeah!" The middle-aged woman sitting in the bar slowly raised her head, feeling that the guests in front of her were a little strange, and it was enough to open the room. Why did you have to specify which room it was? "Empty, eighty-one night, do you have an ID card?"
"Yes!" Zhang Ermao took out his identity and two hundred yuan bills and handed them to the middle-aged woman as he said: "Two hundred yuan, no need to look for it, but you have to remember, I don't want any service, no one is allowed. Come to disturb me!"
"Okay!" The middle-aged woman had a look of excitement. After registration, she took Zhang Ermao upstairs. The boss took the risk and arranged for a lady to come to the door for a fee of 50 yuan. This time, she made more money. After a hundred and two, can I be upset and excited in my heart
Zhang Ermao walked into the room slowly, and then gently closed the door.
The spacious bedroom, fairly comfortable big bed, old-fashioned color TV, and a small bathroom beside it, has not changed at all. It is exactly the same as when I stayed here last time, except that a snakeskin pocket is missing on the floor.
Zhang Ermao still remembers everything here, remembering that he was lying in a big horn after taking a shower, remembering that he was watching the movie "A Ghost Knocking on the Door in the Middle of the Night", and then there was a knock on the door, and then Li Jingjing appeared to him In front of him, but now... Now all that is just the past, just a piece of the best memory.
After Zhang Ermao walked into the room, he took out the tweezers, gauze, anti-inflammatory drugs and other things in his pocket, and then took off his coat. The bullet shot into Zhang Ermao's right arm was not very deep, and Zhang Ermao easily took it The bullet was taken out. Although it was easy, it was still sweating profusely.
Zhang Ermao didn't take a shower or even took off his pants. After wrapping his arms with gauze, he fell straight on the big bed. He just wanted to spend the last night with Li Jingjing quietly.
"Beep..." The phone rang.
"Beep..." The phone rang for a while, but Zhang Ermao seemed to have not heard it at all.
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Finally, after the phone stopped ringing, Zhang Ermao took out the phone from his pocket, stretched out his finger and pressed the "hook key" heavily. Perhaps now Zhang Ermao only has Li Jingjing in his heart, perhaps Zhang Ermao doesn't want anyone, Anything to disturb me and Li Jingjing’s last night, even the phone was not good, so Zhang Ermao was going to turn off his mobile phone, trying to cut off all contact with the outside world, but at this moment, at the moment Zhang Ermao was about to shut down. , Li Jingjing's voice came from her ear.
"Er Mao, no!"
Hearing Li Jingjing's voice in his ear, Zhang Ermao subconsciously released his thumb.
"Jingjing, are you still there? Can you still talk to me?" Zhang Ermao was excited, but the tears from the corners of his eyes slowly flowed out.
"Er Mao, don't turn off the phone and see who is calling, I'm afraid... I'm afraid something will happen to the Song family!"
"There is something wrong with the Song family, Song Zhiyuan is dead, what else can happen to the Song family!" Zhang Ermao had a look of anger, but when he thought of the old and cunning Xu Chenggang, when he thought of the sinister and cunning Chen Ping, he thought of the unpredictable intention. What does Ma Tao seem to understand? I understood that all things were arranged by this group of guys, and of course I also understood that those guys would definitely not stop there. Their goal was all the territory and property of the Song family.
Zhang Ermao hurriedly opened the phone and hurriedly dialed the other party's phone.
"Deng Chao, what's the matter!" That's right, Deng Chao called just now. It was this guy who hid in the toilet and called Zhang Ermao.
"Ermao, it's over, it's over, the Song family is over, 18k is over, and now... Now the brothers of Blue Moon are being beaten by a bunch of guys?" Deng Chao's anxious voice came on the phone.
"Deng Chao, you... Find a place to hide first. If you can run, don't run with them..." Before Zhang Ermao's words were finished, Deng Chao's call came from the phone, as if someone had discovered it. Immediately the phone also hung up.
"Jingjing, I now..." Zhang Ermao held the phone tightly in his hand, with a look of embarrassment. He didn't know if he should spend the last night with Li Jingjing quietly? It should be killed immediately for Deng Chao, for the 18k brothers, and for the Song family.
"Er Mao, go! For your brothers, go! Kill it now!"