Liu Yu turned the wine glass in his hand and stared at Xu Beihong's eight horses on the wall with a stunning imitation. The eight horses flying in the wind had different expressions, each with a handsome and handsome figure, making people look more and more

The more you get memorable.

"Brother Yu, the second master said we should be prepared to deal with Liang Chen, but Liang Chen is as cunning as a fox, as sinister as a ghost, as tough as a stone. How can we deal with him? You can come up with a specific charter.

He just waited so fast and didn't take action. If the second master blamed him, we wouldn't be able to bear it." Wang Jianyuanjian still had the heart to appreciate the paintings, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious and complained.

Liu Yu finally took back the picture of Ba Jun that he had stared for a while, gently turned the red wine in the wine glass, and smiled faintly, "I'm not afraid of having a good meal, why are you anxious? Not only can I be anxious about hot tofu, but I can't even burn my mouth."

"But it's not a big deal to wait so calmly. You have to think of a way. No matter how bad you are, you will be disgusted by him. Let the second master see that we have taken action. Besides, this kid is really too arrogant.

Even the third and fourth masters dare not give him the face. I really don’t know what he relies on.” Wang Jianyuan fucked half a cup of strong whiskey, wiped his mouth, and lifted Liang Chen, both angry and fearful

At the same time, there was a faint slight jealousy in my heart. In terms of heart, when he was at Liang Chen's age, no, even now, he had not yet reached the height of Liang Chen.

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"Don't worry, sometimes, the solution is not something that people think of, but falls from the sky. I think this method will soon fall from the sky." Liu Yu said with a smile, shaking the wine in the cup,

A light shadow flashed on the surface of the bright red wine, like a fierce sword light, attacking in the dark night, with blood and heavy blood.

Han Ping and his men were carrying their luggage and wearing shoes without shoelaces. Under the escort of several tall policemen, they walked deep into the backyard of Jiangcheng Detention Center. When they arrived at the backyard, they were divided into prison and detained.

Several people were separated and locked up in one or two courtyards. Han Ping was locked up in the seventh house of the first courtyard.

It was already late at night when he was locked up. He spent the whole afternoon in the police station interrogation. Fortunately, he was very strict and didn't say anything about the trial. So he was sent to the detention center first. I guess he would have to go to the tomorrow

Re-interrogation.

After an afternoon of suffering, he was exhausted and desperately wanted to sleep for a long time and go to darkness. Since he took office, he has been rich and frugal every day. When did he suffer such suffering? Pray in his heart,

I hope that the third master can take action in time and rescue himself from this ghost place. At the same time, he will never stay in the broken place where birds do not lay eggs, and he will not think about it for a minute or a second.

With the sound of the big iron gate, he was already standing in a house.

There were eight prisoners including him. At this moment, the seven prisoners who woke up in their sleep were sitting up from the bed one by one, their eyes shining with a shiny light, looking at him like a cruel one.

Han Ping curled his lips. He had seen such situations before. If he followed the rules in the detention center, he would have to be sieveed by a group of indigenous prisoners, take a procedure, and then submit to the boss in the house.

Finally, he can go to bed. If he performs a little badly or is a little unsatisfied, the prisoners in the house will punch and kick him and go into battle together. He will not give up until he is beaten to the ground.

There is no way, this is the real-life cellular ecology. Are you not convinced? Until you do it.

"What's your surname? Where did you come from? What did you do? Tell me about it." At this time, the prisoner who was sleeping in the upper bunk yawned and sat up. This guy was extremely sturdy, in the winter

He still sleeps with his shirt, his muscles are piece by piece, and his upper body is very strong inverted triangles. He has a pair of triangular eyes, a face full of flesh, and a bright white mark on his shaved scalp, which is obviously a knife

The mark of not growing hair after cutting.

The detention center is divided into eight yards, each yard has eight wards, each yard has a boss, and each ward has a boss. There is no way, there are rules everywhere, let alone this detention center with the most powerful spirit.

Leave. The guy in front of him is obviously the boss in this house, also known as the head of the house.

Han Ping snorted, ignored him, walked straight to his bed, threw his luggage onto the bed, and sat there to rest.

"You are so arrogant, you are so arrogant. Brother Long asked you something, how dare you not answer?" At this time, a guy next to him put on his shoes and rushed over, pointing at his nose and roaring angrily

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The muscles on Han Ping's cheeks twitched twice, staring at him fiercely, but there was an incredible and unrealistic feeling in his heart. You know, he was originally the boss in a province, but now he was even regarded as himself in the detention center.

The little gangster who was not qualified even pointed at his nose and yelled, and suddenly made him feel an illusion - it was like dreaming, not reality.

"You are you? Are you asking you?" The little hooligan was furious at the sight, and he slapped him in the face, trying to wake up this guy who looked stupid.

Han Ping was favored by Li Manjiang and took the position of the boss of a province. Of course, he had a few tricks under his command. How could a little hooligan be able to beat? In the past, he was once a fierce man who could beat several times. Seeing this, he was not

The influential little hooligan Ju hit the boss's mouth. Han Ping was furious immediately. Without saying a word, he turned his head slightly and grabbed his hand and stumbled downwards.

With a "kick", the little hooligan's wrist had been broken, and he screamed in pain and fell down.

Han Ping's eyes were cold and he still didn't let him go. He clamped his wrist tightly, pulled it down, and kicked it in his crotch. The little hooligan fainted without saying a word.

"You are so crazy, you really rebelled against you. A newcomer, dare to be so arrogant? Beat him up and fight to the death." The old man who was sitting inside roared, and the remaining five people gritted their teeth and said

He rushed towards him.

Han Ping felt that the situation was wrong. Logically, he took such a ruthless move. These guys who had never seen anything in the world should be scared by them, but in fact, they didn't take it seriously at all.

The thought of the thought turned and shouted loudly, "Who dares to do it? I am Han Ping, one of the bosses in our province J." He immediately revealed his identity.
Chapter completed!