Li Moyang lost his energy and took a serious look at Song Lingling who was smiling behind the glass. He felt very depressed. Did he just miss it?

Depressed! He ran all the way back to a safe house. On the way, Li Moyang passed by a chemical utensil store and bought a bunch of crucibles, beakers, evaporators.

He came to the house, put on his mask and gloves, and started working.

He found a steel pot, poured water into it, and threw in a pot full of Contac capsules. Simmer until the capsules were all soft. Li Moyang found a filter cloth and carefully poured the juice into the filter cloth. Those starch skins

All are isolated.

Li Moyang put the remaining soup in the evaporator and slowly heated it with the alcohol stove. After a while, white liquid appeared in the glass tube and slowly flowed into another glass bottle.

He continued to condense, heat and concentrate over and over again. After working for a long time, Li Moyang collected about a small glass bottle of concentrated liquid.

He took out four cigarettes, opened each box, found a straw and dropped it into the filter of the cigarette drop by drop. Then he dried it.

After working for a long time, Li Moyang finally finished his work and it was getting dark.

He packed all the boxes of cigarettes into a big plastic bag and drove to the demolition site.

Knocking on the door, Wang Changjiang was naturally there. The girl slipped out of the back room and then shrank back.

At a glance, the girl is as elegant and clean as the falling snowflakes in winter.

The room was still very clean. Wang Changjiang held a kitchen knife in his hand and looked at Li Moyang suspiciously.

"Brother Wang, I am Xiao Li."

Li Moyang said cheerfully.

Wang Changjiang said coldly: "What are you here for? I can tell you, throw bricks and smash glass less often. These are all leftovers from my play."

"Haha, brother, you misunderstood. I just want to chat with you and smoke a cigarette. I got this from the fat boss, don't dislike it."

Li Moyang took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one over, lit one himself, and started smoking.

Wang Changjiang lit it up without any politeness, and Li Moyang conveniently handed the cigarette to Wang Changjiang.

"You're quite a good boy." Wang Changjiang got an advantage and softened his attitude when he saw that Li Moyang was very polite to him.

"Brother, you see, it's not easy for me to be a horse boy. Just help me, and I'll be fine."

"Boy, I see that you are a nice person and know how to respect the old and love the young. Let me tell you the truth. One million is my bottom line. I promise to take the money and leave."

Li Moyang opened his mouth without saying a word, lowered his head and smoked. After finishing a cigarette, he said helplessly: "Brother, please think about it again. Otherwise, how about we add another 100,000, for a total of 600,000?"

"Haha, please come back. There is no need to talk. If you say that, then I will stick to the old saying, 1.5 million, no nagging."

"Okay, you can think about it again. I'll come back tomorrow. There are still two packs of cigarettes here. I got them from the boss. They've been opened. Don't dislike them. You can just take them and smoke them. I still have them over there."

Li Moyang took out two more packs of cigarettes from his pocket, threw them on the table, and said goodbye and went out.

Wang Changjiang followed closely behind. When he saw Li Moyang walking away, he looked around again and found nothing unusual. Then he returned to the house and closed the door.

He put the two packs of the best Taishan in his pocket. Wang Changjiang sat at the table and lit another one: "Che, little sample, fight with me. I was a Red Guard back then and almost became the director of the Revolutionary Committee.

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He took two puffs and a mouthful of phlegm came up. He ran to the bathroom and spit out thick phlegm. He said to himself: "A good cigarette is a good cigarette. A pack is worth fifty yuan. There is less phlegm. It smells so good!"

"Dad, smoke less, it's not good for your health." Wang Ruoyan, the innocent girl who came out of the back room, complained.

"Okay, smoke less, smoke less, do your homework quickly, and go to bed early." Wang Changjiang's face was gentle, and he didn't look like a rogue.

The girl complained, wrinkled her nose, poured a glass of water, and returned to the back room to continue studying and doing her homework.

Wang Changjiang happily accepted his daughter's complaint, took out a cigarette, lit it again, thought for a while, took the matza and came outside the house, glanced around, but there was no movement.

Then he sat down, lit up his cigarettes, and started smoking one cigarette after another, thinking about his thoughts.

My daughter has grown up slowly and will soon be in her third year of high school. After that, she will be admitted to college and there will be more places to spend money. We must resist this demolition and make more money so that our daughter can live a decent life.

I'm sorry for her mother who died early.

Wang Changjiang slapped himself hard and started to smoke sullenly.

He was smoking two packs of cigarettes a day. He was enjoying the cool air outside the house and unknowingly smoked two packs of cigarettes. In just a few hours, he had finished smoking two packs of cigarettes.

A good smoke is a good one, it smells so good!

Wang Changjiang was still unfinished, so he took out a pack of Shuangma cigarettes that he usually smoked for six yuan a pack, and took a puff. He felt that it was so spicy that he would choke to death, and it didn't smell good either.

Wang Changjiang took two strong puffs and threw them away, then went back to his room to sleep. Tomorrow the boy would come and give him a few packs of good cigarettes.

After a silent night, Li Moyang worked in the safe house for half the night, purifying a small bottle of Contac extract, and then fell asleep.

The next day, Li Moyang didn't get up until about ten o'clock. He washed and ate leisurely. After finishing his work, he calmly drove to the locomotive depot dormitory demolition site.

Parking the car far away, Li Moyang got out, loaded three packs of cigarettes, and wandered to Wang Changjiang's house.

Wang Changjiang had been waiting at the door for a long time, eagerly waiting, looking extremely anxious.

"Oh, Xiao Li, you're finally here."

"Well, Brother Wang, what's your emergency? Did you agree to our conditions?"

"Forehead……"

Wang Changjiang is very vigilant. Although he really wants to smoke Li Moyang's top-notch Taishan, the temptation of money and the temptation of millions of demolition funds still makes him keep his inner vigilance and the bottom line.

"There's no rush, we have plenty of time and money, just think about it slowly." Li Moyang turned around and left.

"Mr. Li, wait, wait a minute." Wang Changjiang became anxious and yawned.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Li Moyang stopped, turned around and asked.

Wang Changjiang said sarcastically: "Haha, what about that? Do you still have that cigarette? It's a good smoke, it's really good to smoke, tsk tsk."

"Oh, didn't I give you two packs?"

"Well, what, I've finished smoking, look..." Wang Changjiang yawned again.

"Okay, no problem. I've used several packs, and..."

Li Moyang took out two packs of cigarettes, naturally opened the pack, took out one and lit it himself, and threw the two packs of cigarettes to Wang Changjiang.

"Be careful, it's gone after you smoke it."

"Hmm." Wang Changjiang hurriedly packed up the two packs of cigarettes as if he had found a treasure.

After smoking a cigarette, this guy felt energetic and relaxed. It was such a good smoke.

Li Moyang walked back to the Land Rover, and met the innocent girl Wang Ruoyan again. This time he passed her at close range, and a faint fragrance hit her. Is this the body fragrance of a virgin?

Wang Ruoyan stepped aside warily and hurriedly walked home. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and glared at Li Moyang, with clear hatred in his eyes.

It happened that Li Moyang was still admiring her back, and their eyes met. Wang Ruoyan hurriedly lowered his head and turned around to run home. His steps were light, his waist twisted like a little swallow, and his fat school uniform looked like blue wings.

It flashes and flickers, revealing the gracefulness of the body inside, which is very touching.

To be able to wear the ugliest school uniform in the world with such charm, we can only say that Wang Ruoyan is the best among people, a naturally beautiful girl, rare!

It's really strange that Wang Changjiang, a scoundrel, could have such a beautiful daughter.

Li Moyang speculated suspiciously for a long time. He didn't see Wang Changjiang's wife or Wang Ruoyan's mother. Is there any hidden secret in this?

Ji Mo called and said excitedly: "Old Li, I figured it all out."

"I can't explain it on the phone. Let's talk in person."

Li Moyang drove to the appointed teahouse. Ji Mo came over after a while. He was sweating in the summer. He drank a cup of tea and then calmed down and said: "Emma, ​​today is a day."

Too hot."

"Sit down, calm down and naturally cool down, and speak slowly."

"Well, this Wang Changjiang is not easy. My classmate from the police station used so much force that he almost turned this guy's underwear inside out. I figured it all out."

"Well, let's talk about it one by one." Li Moyang said patiently. Ji Mo was asking for credit.

"You don't know, this guy has been a thorn since he was a child. His father was also a gangster before liberation. He didn't have him until he was in his forties. He was pampered since he was a child and has developed a lot of problems."

"Well, continue." Li Moyang guessed that Wang Changjiang must not have a good background.

"Wang Changjiang didn't learn well since he was a child. He was sent to a labor camp as a teenager, and finally replaced his father and worked in a rolling stock factory. During this period, he was sentenced to several years in prison for stealing parts from the factory. However, this guy returned to the factory after he was released from prison.

And he married a factory flower and gave birth to a beautiful daughter."

Ji Mo said mysteriously: "Do you know why that factory girl married Wang Changjiang?"

Li Moyang shook his head: "Maybe Wang Changjiang is masculine?"

When he said this, Li Moyang himself didn’t believe it!

"Haha, Lao Li, you praise him too much. I have figured it out. This guy will be in his thirties after he is released from prison. I am also anxious. It's time to start a family. It's a pity that no girl likes him. He wants skills but no skills.

, he wants money but has no money, the house he lives in now still belongs to his father."

"Yeah, with this condition, even the ugliest girl wouldn't marry him. How could he give birth to such a beautiful daughter? Factory flower, haha, factory flower... I understand."

"What do you understand? It was my classmate who told me, and I know the whole story." Ji Mo asked doubtfully, Li Moyang's IQ is too high.

"Haha, you said, I'm just guessing." Li Moyang motioned for Ji Mo to continue talking.

"Well, Wang Changjiang was anxious to find a wife. He was eyeing the beauty in the factory. One day, the beauty was dragged into the woods after the night shift and raped. In those days, people's thoughts were still very simple.

, under the threat of Wang Changjiang, Changhua succumbed.

, married Wang Changjiang, which was a very sensational event in the factory at that time. How many young men were hanging their heads and feeling regretful. Unfortunately, none of them thought that it was Wang Changjiang who used despicable means to obtain Wang Ruoyan's.

Mother."

"Well, it is indeed despicable and despicable. It is a pity that such a beautiful girl has such a father." Li Moyang sighed, his guess was correct.

"What about his wife? I haven't seen her in the past few days."

"So, this Wang Ruoyan has a very hard life. Beauty has always had a bad life since ancient times. After her mother gave birth to her, she suffered from depression and died in a car accident. Wang Ruoyan was only a little over one year old. She had no mother since she was a child, and her father had no future.

No one cares about her. Fortunately, the little girl has been independent since she was young and studies well. Alas, but she still looks like she has a bad life."

Ji Mo sighed regretfully.

"Oh, the most important thing, I forgot to mention, he has a great elementary school classmate. It seems that the two of them have a good relationship."
Chapter completed!