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Chapter 367 Another higher realm

Every day, there are special tourist groups from the Magic City, secretly organized by Mi Nuonuo's forces. Whether they are hostile or friendly, they can participate for free. They can be picked up and taken to the small county town by car to one side of the pedestrian street to watch the current miserable situation of the once powerful father and son of the Lang family.: Read the novel

It's so miserable, I imagined it.

They have lived in honeypots since they were young. They have different perspectives on problems. They understand how begging people on the street can still live. If they say something, it is better to die than to say it.

There are many enemies of the Lang family, and many people who have been stepped on by Lang Jiajia, the mad dog. When they arrived at the pedestrian street, they saw the miserable situation of their father and son. In order to get more money, the temperature dropped to single digits in early winter. Lang Qingshan was shirtless and pulled the rope of the chariot and struck blood marks on his shoulders. He lowered his head and moved forward step by step, from one end of the pedestrian street to the other, and then went back. He didn't even look at the money in the box, but now he has to live by one tenth of the amount inside.

The revenge is resolved.

How can you take revenge on such enemies?

Some people who were unwilling to accept it took the money and threw it in the box; some people who really felt compassionately took the money and threw it in the box...

Lang Jiajia first covered her face and refused to look at it, then roared and told these people to get out. He couldn't stand such insults. After shouting, he saw that the beggar gang thugs in the street corner were looking at him with anger on his face, afraid that he would be beaten when he went back tonight.

Lang Qingshan initially just lowered his head, looked at the other party's famous leather shoes, and said nothing. Seeing hundreds of money thrown into the box, he gritted his teeth. In order to survive and live to cure his illness, he raised his head and looked at the former acquaintances, and spit out word by word: "Thank you."

"Thanks."

"Thanks."

What ironic words are so ironic that those who hear them leave sadly, with a tragic fate and the ups and downs of life. Everyone can see clearly in film and television dramas. Once a funny movie, Stephen Chow, the top martial arts champion Su Qier, everyone thinks it is absurd. Look at the father and son of the Lang family. There are also many experiences in life in the absurd film and television dramas.

Zhang Shidong has also been here. He looked at the father and son coldly, and had experienced several battles between life and death. He only recognized one truth - if someone does not offend me, I will not offend others. If you touch a hair of my hair, I will kill your whole family.

If Lang Jiajia dares to provoke him and Lang Qingshan dares to frame him, he will have to bear all the consequences.

As for Lao Dun, no one mentioned him again, and was taken back to Yanjing for recuperation. After he was cured, he was sent to Beidaihe with the intervention of the leader, where he was in-depth recuperation. It was obvious that some people above were very dissatisfied with his work. Lao Dun was very aggrieved from beginning to end. He thought that he had done the right thing, devoted himself to the public and settled a lot of things. Why was the superior still dissatisfied with his work?

Blade Feng went to Beidaihe to see him. In the sanatorium with birds singing and flowers smelling, Blade Feng held his tablet and paused the war art film inside. He sat in a chair opposite the bed, looked at Lao Dun, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's great, I have a chance to have a good rest. You are so busy lately, it's time to take a rest."

Lao Dun leaned on the shaking bed and stared at the blade: "You think I did something wrong, I just want to know where I did it wrong. I dare to swear to God that I have no selfishness."

Blade snatched the sentence: "What's the result? Is it better than what you've been busy with for a long time now? There's no chaos or anyone else's trouble. Are you not convinced?"

Lao Dun was still dissatisfied, but he didn't continue to get involved in this issue.

Blade sighed, looked outside the door, lit a cigarette and stuffed it into Lao Dun's mouth, and then said, "What do you think of Zhang Shidong? Tell the truth."

In the smoke, Lao Dun also regained his calmness. Facing the question from Blade, he died of half a salary and replied: "He has the ability and courage, he is too stubborn and cannot bear to use it. Even if he has to use it, he must have enough control ability. You haven't seen him bringing the ferocious beasts on the grassland to the demon city, it's simply a mess."

Blade shook his head: "Then why are you lying here, but he is the head of the Ninety-Nine Division at this moment, and no one wants to replace his participation in the security work."

Lao Dun's tone was raised: "This is what I don't understand, why it was him, why it must be him, did I do it wrong? Is he doing that right?"

Blade also lit a cigarette for himself, walked to the entrance and opened the door, looking at the beautiful scenery outside: "It's really good here. If you have time, you can go down and take a walk. Many old leaders are here, so if you have time, you can walk with them more."

Lao Dun squinted his eyes: "Give me a convincing answer."

The blade sounded leisurely, and every word of every word was clear: "You have done too much, just be yourself. Zhang Shidong is the director of the Ninety-Nine Department. He is only responsible for accepting the tasks assigned by the above. On weekdays, he is just an ordinary person, and he also has joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, but in the task, he is absolutely calm and strives to complete the task in the simplest and most effective way."

After saying this, Blade Feng held a cigarette in his mouth and continued to click on the war art film of "Hao" and walked out of the room.

Lao Dun took a deep breath. He was not a fool, so how could he not understand the meaning of the sentence "Blade"? He was too close to the people below. After losing that special position, could he still be trusted by the leader? You can make mistakes or be immature, but as long as the task is completed perfectly, don't go to the regime and seize profits on weekdays, and don't get too close to various political groups.

There are Tong family and Ai family behind Zhang Shidong, but he hardly goes to Yanjing, nor does he contact the bigwigs of Tong family Ai family, and never goes to them even if something happens. He would rather use some underground forces and some forces with stains on them. This is exactly his cleverness. As the person in charge of the Ninety-Nine Division, he only needs to be responsible to the highest level. He did not want to take power, nor did he want to become a politician, or a warrior who purely performs missions.

Lao Dun closed his eyes and recalled when he began to like power? Is more and more people respect him? Or was it because he saw Zhang Shidong's order to rank the colonel? After he had power? There was no need to have a sentence above or even a word. Those below would know what to do? And he lost the trust of the senior executives? He immediately became an ordinary person. Who would still remember himself and the power in his hands? It disappeared in an instant.

Is it really wrong?

If that's right, why is there only one blade coming up until now, and it still has some reminder meaning?

If it's wrong, if it's wrong...

In the sanatorium, Lao Dun was pondering, looking at the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, his eyes full of confusion.

In the Demon City, Zhang Shidong stood in the courtyard, competing with the picture to do push-ups. Zhang Shidong had a finger and the picture was a front hoof. The two wolfdogs she saw were huddled in the corner like stupid robes. Their ferocity had been tortured by the picture, and now they only have the ability to grin every day in the gate guarding the yard.

After Zhang Shidong broke into Lang's villa, Tong Qiannian called him, and praised him directly. He even took out his father who had been floating outside. He said that when Tong Ding heard about this, he called home. The phone only had one sentence: "Zhang Shidong is a piece of material. Try not to let him come to Yanjing, and don't let those guys get rid of it."

Zhang Shidong smiled when he heard this, but did not take it to heart. When everyone praised him for doing it right, he seemed calm. He had never planned from beginning to end. The smartest people knew what experience was and what experience was. Facing those extreme people who truly crystallize human wisdom, if you play with IQ and mind with them, you are just playing with a big knife in front of Guan Yu. Even though you know that you can play, you still think that you can play. That is really stupid.

With everything he has now, Zhang Shidong is already content. When he was ridiculed by everyone when he first entered the army, he was helping him and had no other way than to rebel. Being a deserter gave him the opportunity to change his life.

No seeking, no extravagance.

Life continues every day. Looking forward, even if it is just a small step, it is more comfortable than standing still and thinking about climbing to the sky.

When he returned to school, Zhang Shidong didn't care much about credits, but he also went to some courses, and except that he would not make himself nervous, he felt the living conditions of all students. This time the dormitory was regarded as a god, and the name of Dong Ge was always hung above the dormitory 303.

In the early morning, after getting up, he no longer ran in school, but to the courtyard. He took the picture to the Huangpu River for half an hour. Zhang Shidong increased his speed to a half-sprint state, and the picture was a leisurely stroll, just to think it was a walk early in the morning.

I could not return to school at half past six, listen to Luo Qingshui's increasingly charming Qingxin Mantra, eat together and attend classes together, sometimes Zhang Shidong accompanied her, and sometimes she accompanied Zhang Shidong. If I had nothing to do in the afternoon, I would go to the library together, and in the evening, Zhang Shidong became the hottest player in the entire dormitory building. All the brothers were looking forward to Brother Dong's return, leading everyone to chat in a gang like Zuiyiren, and chat with many beautiful little girls.

Zuiyiren's subordinate guild was developed based on this school. As the most connected person, Wu Gang and Wu Tower Director, naturally became the leader of the subordinate guild. With Zuiyiren having a large number of medium-sized resources and equipment secrets in Zuiyiren, Wu Gang became the takeover and immediately the strength of the subordinate guild was greatly improved. The pursuit of these people also gave the rich a sense of accomplishment.
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