"Five of us escaped, and one died. W ww)QuanBeN-XiaoShuo(c om" said the man in the Chinese tunic suit.
"Another one died, okay, okay..." Maimaiti looked angry.
"They didn't kill him..." the man in the tunic suit said cautiously.
"Who?" Maimaiti couldn't help but wonder.
"Wang Feng."
"Wang Feng..." Maimaiti's pupils shrank and her face was pale, "Why did he want to kill my people? Could it be that he had withdrawn his hand?" Maimaiti's chest rose and fell sharply, as if he had difficulty breathing. Wang Feng This name gave him great mental pressure.
"No, no, he was just passing by by chance, and the person who was killed used a shotgun in front of him." Mao Zedong said quickly.
"Don't they know each other?"
"It seems that he doesn't recognize him. According to the witness's recollection of the scene, he probably doesn't recognize him. In fact, Wang Feng doesn't even know Zhang Yang's name."
"Well, that's good." Maimaiti said with a serious face: "Take care of the funeral affairs. It doesn't matter how much money you spend. Don't leave a tail for Wang Feng. Do you understand?"
"Well, after knowing it was Wang Feng, I have made arrangements. All the witnesses have done their work, and the Public Security Department of City C has also taken care of it. Don't worry, brother." The man in Mao suit nodded.
"Well, very good, hurry up and hunt down, these two guys are a bit evil." Maimaiti looked at the corpses on the ground and sighed. It would be difficult to find another loyal subordinate like Xiao Liao.
"Brother, I have an idea..." The man in Chinese tunic suit hesitated.
"When did you become so verbose?" Maimaiti frowned.
"Brother, why don't we threaten Xiao Yiran and their parents to show up?" The Chinese tunic suit hesitated. Finally said it.
"Are you messing around with me?" Maimaiti's face suddenly turned cold, her eyes staring closely at the man in the Chinese tunic suit.
"Brother, I... I... I was wrong..." The man in the Chinese tunic suit suddenly looked ashen. He lowered his head and said.
"First of all, I promised Ouyang Zhengming that I would not touch Xiao Yuanxing's sister. Xiao Yuanxing has paid the price with his life. For Xiao Yuanxing, his matter is over. Even for me and The hatred between Xiao Qi is also over. Do you know why? First, although my son is dead, but it is unreasonable. He is so arrogant that he thinks that our Maimaiti family can annex Xiao Qi's territory, and actually pulls it from La Vegas went directly to Xiaoqi's territory and smashed the place. Well, he died and he paid the price for his stupidity, but my eyes are not blind!" Maimaiti suppressed his anger.
"Second, if I had a fight with Xiao Qi, the consequences would be disastrous. It would not be as simple as one or two deaths, nor a hundred, two hundred, but thousands of people. My son is very Important, but the lives of my subordinates are equally important. They all have parents, families, and sons. Could it be that I risked the lives of thousands of subordinates for my own selfish desires? What’s more, no matter what, the death of my son has become a It is an iron fact. No one can change it, relatively speaking. This is also the bitter fruit caused by him. If Xiaoqi and I fight, do you think Ouyang Zhengming will stand by and watch? Ouyang Zhengming really intervenes on one end, do you think we can withstand it? ?Having confidence is a good thing, but if confidence turns into ignorance, it will bring disaster to yourself... "
"Third, if I were a little bastard with nothing, then I could use their relatives to blackmail them. However, I am not. My power is thousands of times greater than theirs. If I am reduced to using them My relatives are threatening me, and my status in the world will be lower than that of a few gangsters. The gangsters all know that it will not harm their family, let alone me! Who doesn’t have a family when they come out to hang out? If everyone thinks like this, who can survive? Don’t mention it again in the future!”
"Well, if I threaten them with their family, can other people threaten us with my family? Of course, there is no morality in the world. The key is that now our status must be respected. If we If we take the lead in breaking this unspoken rule, we will be the victims. After all, we have powerful force, abundant funds and extensive contacts. Even if we have these, we still need to use the enemy’s relatives to threaten us. Then our enemies will use more despicable methods. To attack us... Well, by the way, I heard that some of your subordinates like to talk about politics. I hope you don’t let me hear it next time. Remember, we are gangs, we are not politicians, we only seek help for our subordinates. A stable job, if you talk about independence or freedom in the future, you will be killed without mercy!"
Maimaiti's eyes were like sharp daggers, which swept across the face of the man in tunic suit. He snorted heavily and walked away, followed by several tough bodyguards.
The man in Chinese tunic suit lowered his eyebrows and sent Maimaiti away. When Maimaiti disappeared from the door, his face suddenly became gloomy, with a sneer on his face.
"Brother, what should I do?"
The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a white hat, a small scimitar in his waist, and an eight-pointed beard on his lips. He exuded a fierce aura.
"What else can I do?" the man in Chinese tunic suit said angrily.
"..." Bajia Hu was so rushed by the man in Chinese tunic suit that he was speechless.
"We will do whatever Maimaiti says. You don't think we can confront Maimaiti right now!" At this time, the man in Chinese tunic suit mentioned that Maimaiti lost any respect at all, and his original expression of submission changed. A world of difference.
"Yes, big brother!" Bajiahu looked a little unconvinced.
"Tiemu, we are the ones who are doing big things. Use your brains more. We have never been able to see through the power of Maimaiti. As you can see, we finally let his son go to Xiaoqi's territory to cause trouble. As a result, his son Dead, but things are different from what we expected. Maimaiti actually doesn't fight with Xiaoqi. Moreover, they seem to know each other and have restrictions on each other. If we act rashly without understanding it, it may lead to trouble for us. Come to the end of the disaster, please, use more brains when doing things in the future, these days, just killing and killing is useless." Mao Zedong Suit saw Ba Jianhu's unconvinced face and couldn't help but said angrily.
"Yes... Brother, I understand... By the way, Brother, who is Wang Feng?" Ba Jiaohu asked, changing the subject.
"I don't know, he's a killer. However, he is a very strange killer. He never hides his identity, and his skills are quite good. He has never failed since his debut. No one knows his specific identity and family background. However, buy and submit on my behalf. , don’t go against this person... It seems that Wang Feng’s identity is not simple either." He slowly sat down on the sand in a Chinese tunic suit and pondered.
"Do you want to check on him?"
"Well, be careful and don't get into any trouble." The man in tunic suit nodded.
Zhang Yang had a very fulfilling time during this period. He practiced martial arts every night, and during the day he helped his aunt chop wood, carry water, and feed pigs and ducks. He enjoyed it.
Elderly people from the whole village came to ask for Zhang Yang's portrait, and there was no reward. They just brought some agricultural products such as peanuts, rice and soybeans. Zhang Yang also accepted all who came and gave them to the aunt. The aunt couldn't open her eyes with smiles. Every time Zhang Yang comes here, although Zhang Yang doesn’t give her any money, her vanity is greatly satisfied, because Zhang Yang can draw and write, and the neighbors in the countryside will come to ask for a few auspicious calligraphy and paintings. Elderly people will also prepare portraits for themselves, and they will give many things to Zhang Yang, which are enough for Zhang Yang to eat and drink...
Liu Biao also lived a very comfortable life. Every day, his aunt would walk to the village a few kilometers away to buy pig bones and make soup for him to drink. His feet recovered quickly and he was able to help his aunt do some easier farm work. However, Liu Biao Although Biao was full of strength, he was really bad at farm work. He often caused trouble to the aunt instead of helping her. Later, the aunt had strictly prohibited Liu Biao from touching her farm tools.
They have been here for five days.
"Hey... It's boring... This place is good, but there are no women, ***, no one under thirty-five years old. Damn it, I don't know where all the young people have gone... "
Liu Biao sat in front of the house basking in the sun, chewing melon seeds, feeling weak and lazy. There were no computers, no games, no phones, and even the TV could only receive a few channels. This made him accustomed to city life. Liu Biao felt as uncomfortable as being bitten by ants all over his body.
"Where else can we go? There are only trees and rocks here. The young and middle-aged people have nothing to do if they stay at home. They have all gone out to work. Naturally, there are some old, weak and sick remnants who stay at home."
Zhang Yang stood not far from Liu Biao and repeatedly performed some movements. He was used to practicing these movements when he had free time, because he found that these movements could make his muscles more flexible and explosive. Now he The body can already do many incredible actions.
"That's true. This bird place makes me go crazy when I stay at the beginning and end of the year. However, this place is not bad. It has mountains, water, lush trees, many birds, and fresh air. If I can stay here a few times a year, The sky is also a kind of enjoyment." Liu Biao touched his swollen belly and took another sip of Auntie's specialty tea. The more he drank, the more addictive he became. His stomach was so bloated that he couldn't drink it anymore and still wanted to drink it. (QuanBen Novel Network www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)