"Dad, what happened?"

Zhang Tianchou was picked up from the airport, and the few people who came back with him fought to different places to rest separately.

Zhang Qiang rubbed his temples and said tiredly: "Boss Qiao called me, saying that he couldn't take care of Chu City's affairs and didn't want to. The other brothers also followed his wishes and didn't even call him."

But Zhang Tianchou saw a sneer flashing across his face and said confidently: "Dad, don't be so pessimistic. What a bullshit Eight Kings, in China today, if they don't bleach, they will all be suppressed."

Seeing that Zhang Qiang's face was a little unhappy, Zhang Tianchou didn't care, so he lit a cigarette without a filter and continued: "Don't be upset, have you been mostly going to Baidao now? Otherwise, even if the four major families want to destroy us, they will have to pay a price!"

Zhang Qiang sighed, stood up and walked to the window, and said to Zhang Tianchou with his back, "Do you think you are worried about the four major families? In my eyes, the four major families are nothing now! Although Boss Qiao doesn't care about this, he still spread the news. The boy named Yang is likely to be from the Yang family..."

Speaking of this, a trace of despair flashed in Zhang Qiang's heart. In today's China, the four major families have been in name only, but the Yang family has always stood firm.

Zhang Tianchou was also stunned for a moment. The Yang family has brought him too many scars over the years, which forced him to face it with caution.

"What's wrong with the Yang family? Wait until I kill him, and then go back to the Middle East. Even if the Yang family is well-informed, it will never be their world on the land in the Middle East."

After being silent for a while, Zhang Tianchou felt ruthless and then said viciously.

But Zhang Qiang turned his head, as if he was thinking something. After a long time, he said lightly: "Tianqiu, if you can find the brand on Yang Ritian, then even if we sacrificed our way to become enemies of the entire Yang family, we don't have to worry."

Zhang Tianchou suddenly turned his head, stared at Zhang Qiang and said excitedly: "That sign is in that kid's hand?"

Zhang Qiang nodded and said nothing. Although he had already made Zhang Ying and Xiangxiu stare at Yang Ritian, he could not find the thing. For some reason, he firmly believed that the thing was in Yang Ritian's hands.

Zhang Tianchou thought for a while and was about to speak when he heard a knock on the door.

Zhang Qiang said, "Come in."

I saw Zhang Ying wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants. Her convex figure looked even more protruding under the tight leather jacket. Her plump flesh balls and raised buttocks were emitting an attractive brilliance everywhere.

I saw that Zhang Ying's face was still cold, as if it was a routine, and she said lightly: "I heard that my brother is back. I'll come back to see you. Brother, are you doing well outside?"

Zhang Tianchou smiled and replied lightly: "It's okay."

Then, as if he was talking, he sat lightly on the sofa, smoking a cigarette without a filter.

But Zhang Qiang smiled and said, "Zhang Ying, go to Tianchou's room."

Zhang Ying said "yes" expressionlessly, and turned around and went out.

When Zhang Qiang saw that the door was closed, he looked at the smoke without filters on Zhang Tianchou's hand and said with a little distress: "Tianchou, you have suffered so much in the past few years outside. It's all my father's fault."

Zhang Tianchou smiled sensiblely, with a hint of emotion on his face, and said, "Dad, don't say that. If I didn't leave back then, I'm afraid I'm dead now. It's okay, I'm really good outside. I'm used to smoking this kind of cigarette because I'm afraid that if I smoke a good cigarette, I can never stand this anymore."

As he said that, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw them to Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang came to see that the white cigarette box was empty without any signs.

Then he heard Zhang Tianchou continue, "This pack of cigarettes is twenty dollars."

Zhang Qiang smiled bitterly and shook his head, often smoking this kind of homemade cigarette, which shows what kind of life his son lives in the Middle East.

"Tianchou, you just came back, go back to your room to rest. I'll leave it to you by the kid named Yang. Dad has something to do here, so I have to deal with it myself."

Zhang Qiang looked at Zhang Tianchou indulge in love and said with a smile.

But Zhang Tianchou smiled faintly and asked, "Do you want me to help you with it?"

Zhang Qiang shook his head, a hint of bitterness appeared on his face, and he said heavily: "I'd better do it myself. I just want to know why I have treated him badly after following me for so many years."

Zhang Tianchou patted Zhang Qiang on the shoulder and said with concern: "Then be careful, don't worry that boy named Yang, I have arranged contact with someone."

Zhang Qiang said 'um', and looked at his son who had grown up, and suddenly felt full of enthusiasm. The depression over the past few days suddenly released a lot.

Seeing Zhang Qiang's appearance, Zhang Tianchou smiled faintly before turning his head out.

Zhang Ying, for the sake of her, she beat her son who was appointed as the police chief, and she had no choice but to go out and run away. Now that she is back, should she enjoy this ripe fruit?

Zhang Tianchou thought so and pushed open the door of the room.

I saw Zhang Ying lying naked on her bed. Her body like a jade carving radiated beautiful brilliance under the light, her chest was firm! Her waist was full! Her lower abdomen was flat! Her beautiful buttocks were round and thick! Her legs were slender!

In an instant, these words flashed through Zhang Tianchou's mind. The thing below was hard and straight, holding up the crotch high, like a small hill, and his whole body began to shake emotionally.

The faint coldness on Zhang Ying's face further aroused Zhang Tianchou's desire to possess. He trembled and tore open his clothes, and the thing bounced out like a spring.

In the Middle East, Zhang Tianchou played almost all kinds of women in the world, but he was only obsessed with Zhang Ying. Even when he was in the bedroom of a small country, he felt the satisfaction in his heart when he hugged the president's woman, which was far inferior to the reluctance revealed in Zhang Ying's eyes when he left.

Zhang Ying spread her legs slightly at Zhang Tianchou, revealing the area covered by the black forest. There seemed to be a thin water line in the middle, sticking to both sides.

Zhang Tianchou walked over and was not in a hurry to put the thing into the warm nest. Instead, he gently touched Zhang Ying's body like jade, and finally frozen it on two plump meat balls that looked like small upside down bowls.

Zhang Ying still had a cold face, but her eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of charm, and she also hummed softly.

Zhang Tianchou lowered his head slightly and kissed the grapes at the top of the meat ball...

When he gently pierced the thing, he did not encounter any obstacles, nor did he seep out any blood.

Zhang Tianchou narrowed his eyes, stopped, and looked at Zhang Ying quietly.

But Zhang Ying saw Zhang Ying's eyes as charming as silk, and she said softly: "Godfather wants it, but I can't refuse..."

Zhang Tianchou suddenly opened his eyes wide, pressed Zhang Ying's hands, thrusting his waist vigorously, and letting out a low growl in his throat.

Time passes minute by minute...

Zhang Ying's screams changed from high to low, and then from low to high, and finally collapsed softly. Only a faint sound could be made in her mouth, allowing Zhang Tianchou to gallop on her body.

"Fatty, what is that person named Zhang Tianchou doing in the Middle East?"

Seeing that Fatty Pan's expression was a little serious, Yang Ritian asked seriously.

Fat Pan said like a memory: "That place is full of money, power and killing, and no one can trust it. Because the relationship between people is based on common interests. If more benefits can be obtained, no one will be soft-hearted to their friends."

However, a wicked smile flashed across Yang Ritian's lips and said lightly: "I don't believe it!"

Fatty Pan was stunned, just as he was about to say that you had never been there, of course you couldn't believe it. When he heard Yang Ritian ask lightly: "Fatty, if we were in that place, would you kill me for the benefit?"

Fatty Pan stared at Yang Ritian's eyes for a long time before saying sincerely: "No!"

When Yang Ritian heard this, he smiled and stopped talking. He was thinking that if he was in that place, Daniu, Ergouzi, Fatty Pan, and his brothers would not betray him, that would be enough.

"Brother, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow. I think we will go out for a leisurely and carefree life. Even if Zhang Tianchou has great skills, I believe that our brothers will not lose to him even if they join forces!"

Fatty Pan saw that the atmosphere was a little dull and thought Yang Ritian was worried about Zhang Tianchou's affairs, so he smiled and said.

But Yang Ritian smiled and shook his head, and said confidently: "Isn't it just Zhang Tianchou? I'm not worried about him. I'm just thinking about how to do it once and for all, otherwise if Zhang Tianchou is killed, maybe another Li Tianchou will appear one day."

After Yang Ritian finished speaking, he slapped the cigarette butts into the ashtray and said with a smile: "Fatty, I heard that the bar is a good place to pick up girls. I have never seen what the bar looks like, why don't we go to the bar to have fun?"

Fatty Pan smiled and said, "Brother, if you have an idea, let's go to the bar. Most people don't want it, but I want a good family! Haha..."

Two coquettish things went out with their arms around and drove Pan's sports car to Xiangyuan Bar, the largest bar in the city.

"Eagle, the target has gone to the bar, I have followed. Tonight I am responsible for the target, letting the wolf head and the scorpion go to the target's house. Let the butterfly keep an eye on me tonight and pick me up tomorrow morning." Following a Mercedes-Benz in Pan's sports car, a blonde and blue-eyed foreign girl sat on it, and said to the phone in an unskilled Chinese.

I heard a low voice on the other end of the phone and said, "I know, be careful. If you can't find it, just think it's romantic all night. I heard that he is very strong in that aspect. I will arrange it in the bar, and he will definitely follow you tonight."

After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!