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Chapter 648: Who still believes this these days?

Chapter 648: Who still believes in this these days?

In a very inconspicuous small town in southwestern China, it is already time to get off work in the afternoon, and there are gradually more pedestrians on the streets.

The small town is called Zhenfang County. The population of the county is less than 80,000. It is a county with relatively backward economic conditions. The only entertainment venues in the county are just a KTV and a bar that is on the verge of bankruptcy.

Qian Weihao is the waiter and foreman of the bar that is about to go bankrupt. Of course, he is no longer the case now. The young people in the county have chosen to go out to work, and those who are left behind are elderly people or young children who are not yet adult.

The bar business can only be prosperous for a few days around the Spring Festival throughout the year, and the rest of the time is bleak. From the forty-six waiters at the opening of the bar, to the only nine waiters left now, you can imagine how bad the bar's business situation is.

Just now, Qian Weihao appeared in the bar and wanted to change into work clothes and start working. The bar owner found him, paid his salary and fired him. During this process, Qian Weihao, who had already known the current situation of the bar, did not say even a word, but this kind of depressed dismissal still almost fought with the bar owner.

Fortunately, the last trace of reason stopped him from doing such a stupid thing in time, so he left the bar with the money. Walking alone on the street, Qian Weihao tightened his fists, stood up, turned around and looked in the direction of the bar, and whispered to himself: "I will call someone to kill you tonight."

Qian Weihao is 36 years old this year, which is the most energetic moment in a man's life. His monthly salary of 3,000 yuan is already considered a white-collar worker income level in the county town. He usually feels superior to others.

Now, this job like a grassroots leader has been taken back silently by the boss, and he, Qian Weihao, cannot take care of others... Laid-off and unemployment are not a big problem, the key is what kind of mentality do you use to face it after the laid-off

Obviously, Qian Weihao did not have this awareness. He took back his fierce look on the bar sign in the original place and took out a full touch screen mobile phone from his pocket. He found the phone number of a man named "Alang". Qian Weihao walked towards the direction of his home while clicking on the call option.

"Brother Hao, I'm not free now. I'll go there later when I drink." Some women's laughter sounded from the other end of the phone, and a man's slightly embarrassed voice: "I'll try to go to the bar before nine o'clock."

"Who** has he asked you to drink?" A trace of yin-sharp gleam flashed in Qian Weihao's eyes, and he whispered: "Alang, Brother Hao is not good to you usually?"

"Of course, Brother Hao said nothing to me," the young man named Alang said carelessly: "If Brother Hao hadn't brought me a hand, how could I have been as glorious as today?"

"Just remember." Qian Weihao said with a happy face and said, "Brother Hao now needs to solve the problem. Do you think, help or not?"

"There is something that Brother Hao can't do in the county?" Alang on the other end of the phone immediately became alert, but the words he said still made people, especially Qian Weihao enjoyed it: "Is this impossible?"

Alang is using his surprise to praise Qian Weihao in disguise, touting the waiter before layoff, and touting the unemployed person who has just been laid off.

Qian Weihao didn't think so much. He thought he should be like this in Alang's eyes. He thought he was very powerful. So he said to Alang: "It's not that I can't do it, but I can't come forward to do this."

"What the hell is it?" Although Alang was laughing, his words had already flowed out of a hint of unhappiness and a little impatient.

"I was fired just now by that old guy." As soon as Qian Weihao talked about this, a ferocious sè appeared on Qian Weihao's face. After clenching his fists and waving it hard, he said, "I want to tell him that Qian Weihao is not a dog he raised and wants to kick it open... Humph, there is no door."

"It was that old man who fired you?" Alang pretended to be stupid: "Then go and settle the score with the old man. I am not familiar with that old man. Brother Hao, have you called the wrong phone number?"

"I'm not wrong, I just want to ask you for help." Qian Weihao said quickly: "Alang, you were slashed at that time, but I carried you to the hospital all the way. What is this? This is a life-long friendship. Now something happened to Brother Hao here. Alang, you have to come forward for me and solve it..."

"What to solve?" Alang suddenly smiled: "This is a matter between you and that old man. Why should I come forward for you? Do you think I don't know? The old man's son is in the office of the county government. If I want to touch him, his son will fight to the death?"

"But, we paid homage to you..."

"You big-headed ghost, who still believes this these days?" Alang changed his previous attitude and sneered: "I **remember you saved my life at that time and called you Brother Hao, he really regarded yourself as your elder brother? Qian Weihao, I tell you, don't give him shamelessness."

The phone was hung up, and Qian Weihao stood on the street with his cell phone holding it up and was stunned... He was stunned for more than half a minute before he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and quickly walked towards the direction where he was.

He walked with his head down all the way, his face turned pale and scary. But when Qian Weihao was returning home, he happened to see a child running out of the house holding a basketball. The child was about ten years old and wearing dirty clothes, and he looked very thin.

When the little boy saw Qian Weihao coming towards him, he was so scared that he even fell to the ground in his hand. His thin body retreated and directly pressed against the wall. His little face looked at Qian Weihao in horror, as if he had seen some demon.

What about Qian Weihao? He was so angry that he was fired. He called Alang to find the place again, but he didn't expect that Alang didn't take him seriously at all. Two things happened to him at the same time, and he was about to get angry.

In addition, he has a very irritable temper on weekdays. At this time, he saw this little boy...

"Who told you to come out?" The basketball rolled in front of Qian Weihao. When he saw the basketball that had broken on the edge and had already raised the seriously deformed inside, Qian Weihao's face became even more sank. Suddenly, he looked up at the little boy, his eyes were red.

"Ah... Dad..." The little boy shivered against the wall, his thin body looked particularly pitiful. The cheek on his left was slightly swollen, and the bruises on his arms even more showed the violent abuse he often suffered in this family...

"Bad? Who is your father?" The little boy's whisper did not relieve Qian Weihao's almost distorted mentality. On the contrary, after hearing the little boy's name, he smiled even more ferociously, lifted up his sleeves and said, "How can you plant it after I bought it for 30,000 yuan?"

Seeing Qian Weihao's behavior of putting down his sleeves, and when he heard Qian Weihao's words always emphasized before he hits people. Although the little boy is young, he is already a little sensible. He trembled and kept moving towards the left side against the wall...

"Mom, dad is going to hit me, dad is going to hit me again..." When he moved to the door, the little boy suddenly rushed into the house with a tall building with a red appearance. A panic sound rang inside the house.

"How are you doing this? Why are you shouting?" A woman's impatient voice came from the house.

"Mom, Dad is back, Dad wants to hit me again. Bao is afraid of pain. Bao doesn't want Dad to hit me..." The little boy has never studied until now. He knows nothing about what words to describe his mood at this moment.

He cried, trying to seek the protection of the woman he called Ah** in his mouth, but...

A very crisp sound rang in the room, and the woman said angrily: "Get out, I don't want to see you, how can I plant this?"

"Wow..." The little boy cried, crying sadly and crying desperately.

Qian Weihao, who was standing outside the house, still did not give up his plan after hearing the crisp sound. After kicking the basketball away with one kick, he smiled hideously and entered the house.

"Wow..." The little boy cried even harder, and there were crackling sounds coming from the room.

At the same time, on the street where the Qian family is located, two young men, one man and one woman, accompanied by four men in police uniforms, were walking towards the direction where the Qian family is located.

On the side of the young man and woman, a man in his thirties in his police uniform said to them: "It's not far ahead."

"Well, thank you." The young man turned around and nodded at the police uniform with a smile, saying, "You still need to cooperate later."

"Of course this is fine," the man in the police uniform smiled and said, "I just hope I don't just go there in vain."

"We have information about that child here. According to the information provided by netizens, it is very hopeful that it will not leave in vain." The young man said, but his face showed a strong sense of confidence, and said, "If there is no definite evidence, we would not have come here all the way."

"That's true..." The man in the police uniform nodded and said nothing. He raised his hand and pointed to the three-story house not far away, which was still red brick, and said, "That's the family you are looking for."

"Go over, I hope the child is fine." After the young woman who had not spoken much, she suddenly frowned after saying this...

A few seconds later, her face sank: "Hun egg, scum"

Before he finished speaking, the man was the first to rush out

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[It seems that there is not much time left. I went to the traffic police team three times today and went to the city to find Lao Zui's cousin's husband's father-in-law, the old man retired from the Public Security Bureau. In fact, Lao Zui doesn't know if he can take care of him... People have seen him and gifts have been given, but the answer is rather vague... Chapter 2, try to maintain the third update today]

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