The big yellow teeth were picking their teeth and lay leisurely on the sofa.

"Why haven't you come back with money recently?" asked Dahuangya's wife, "I know that I'm lying at home every day. Are you fucking waiting to die?"

"You old lady knows nothing!" Dahuangya said disdainfully.

Although his wife's physique could destroy both of him, his tone was still like that.

"In the past, you could bring some money back home every few days, but now, you have that little salary every month."

"You don't even look at what kind of world this is, your hair is long and your knowledge is short."

"A man is not rich without external wealth, and a horse is not fat without night grass. Tell me that only the little money is dead, so how can you spend it! Where did you go for your cleverness?"

"Last time I went to the imperial capital for treatment, Boss Zheng said, if I don't know the depth, I will die sooner or later."

"It seems like you will live a hundred years old without doing anything." The woman raised her kick and kicked Dahuangya's leg, "Get up for me!"

"If you have time to nag me, why not clean up the table. An old lady is so sloppy. Last time I got the bugs in my mouth, you made it!"

"You have the face to say to me, you don't need toilet paper after going to the toilet. It's useless for me to clean it up!"

Dahuangya avoided the next kick, sat on the sofa, and said, "You know, be good. If you don't make up for your unsatisfactory brother, you will have everything. Your brother is just a bottomless pit. I put my head on my belt and earn some money, so I'll let him add it to my crotch."

"Just say you are not capable."

"I'm not capable? In the past, I was in the area of ​​our provincial capital, and I was not a heroic person in the world! We should not give a thumbs up when we meet them."

"Get out of here, you are so scammered and righteous, rely on your righteousness!"

"It's hard to make money now. Tell me how many times have I been to the imperial capital in the past six months? When did I scare me halfway to death? Boss Zheng said..."

"He's your dad, you can listen to whatever he says."

"What do you know in every family? The south side almost offered Boss Zheng. Master Di, do you know what it is, and you don't know either. I'll just say that. How much do you say when you tell fortunes about Master Di, how much do you say?"

"one thousand?"

Dahuang teeth showed a contemptuous face.

"For a fortune, a thousand heavens..."

"That's your life is worthless. Rich people in the south will have to look for the Feng Shui master once."

"Wan?" The woman's eyes were as glaring as eggs.

"What do you think!" Dahuangya was very satisfied with his wife's expression, and then said: "The diseases of several earth masters were cured by Boss Zheng, and even the gods could cure them. You said that as long as I don't want to die, I must be honest and obedient."

"What did Boss Zheng tell you?" the woman asked.

Dahuangya stared at the phone blankly, her eyes straightened.

"When I ask you, I'm still eighty years old and I can't understand anything." The woman scolded.

"Don't be so stupid, Boss Zheng is on TV!" Dahuangya looked at the scene of Zheng Ren standing at the door of the operating room in an isolation suit on the TV, her eyes as if they were on the TV, "What station is this?"

"News Channel, huh? That's Boss Zheng? He's pretty."

"What are you looking at? That's Brother Yun, Boss Zheng's assistant." Dahuangya sat straight and straight, "I've been on Huashi TV. I'll say, Boss Zheng should listen, don't talk to me, your brother will spill money to the little widow's house, don't say I'm welcome!"

...

...

Even Xiaoliu was not in Haicheng, nor in the provincial capital.

Recently, the situation of cracking down on organized crime and eliminating evil has become increasingly serious. Because of the violent collection of microfinances, he just heard a little news and ran to a valley on the border.

But it's safer here. Lian Xiaoliu spends his days every day like the New Year. Although it's just autumn, it's a cooling down, and the Siberian wind blows directly on his face, like a knife.

He wanted to go back and surrender directly. Anyway, no one was in his hands. Those things were just a matter of news, and it was not certain whether there was any or not.

And there is not even a signal on this side. I am used to playing with my mobile phone every day in the city. I can't stand it when I suddenly come to such a place.

Whenever Lian Xiaoliu joked about himself, he actually fell to such a point. Compared with the scenery in the past few years, he drove a Land Rover all over the streets, and there were countless brothers and flattery everywhere, it was really like a different world.

Less than half a month after only hiking into the ravine, Lian Xiaoliu decided to touch it and see what was going on outside.

He thought about the inadvertently, if it was okay, he wouldn't have suffered in vain here.

It took two days to go out, and on a dark and windy night, Lian Xiaoliu touched the forest guard's hut.

When he saw the light, Lian Xiaoliu's tears almost flowed down.

I would rather go back to prison than squat in the valley. I used to think that I was not afraid of heaven or earth, but I couldn't stand it before the heavy snow was the most difficult time blocking the mountain.

He politely called to open the door.

The guardian also knew what he was, but he had never seen anyone in this deep valley. He just came in to avoid the wind and cold and wanted to drink wine, but nothing was wrong.

Lian Xiaoliu entered the room with a kind look on his face. He smiled at the hunting rifle beside the guards.

"Brother, how far will there be a town?"

"Looking at the mountain, you have to walk for three days with your delicate skin and tender flesh." The guardian looked at Lian Xiaoliu's appearance and said with a smile.

"Then what do you usually do here?"

"There are nothing good to watch except a few broken platforms." Shoulin said, "There is no signal again, wait for me."

As he said that, he walked out with a hunting rifle.

Lian Xiaoliu's heart was beating wildly, why is it so bad that no one was better than no one. He said he was a gangster, but the guardian looked like a gangster brother than him.

"Young man, can you see the shadows?" The forest guard shouted on the roof of the wooden house.

Several shadows appeared on the TV screen full of snowflakes.

"It's okay, move again!" Seeing that he was really adjusting the big pot that received the signal, Lian Xiaoliu was determined in his heart.

I guess I shook it a few more times outside, changed direction, and the signal gradually became clear.

It’s just that the so-called clarity is much worse than the high-definition TV signal you watch in the city.

Lian Xiaoliu looked at the TV screen a little greedily, and could see the TV signal... he seemed to have just experienced a doomsday.

You must go back. Even if you don’t have any good results when you go back, it’s better than hiding here.

Thinking of this in my heart, Lian Xiaoliu was gradually stunned when he watched TV.

There was no sound, but I could barely see some pictures. The people in the picture looked familiar, as if they were...Boss Zheng?

He approached the screen and looked carefully at the words under the screen.
Chapter completed!