The old fisherman who collected Buck twenty yuan a day was still slowly asking: "What's wrong with Lao Zhuangzi?" Buck didn't wear glasses or carry a basket, but he didn't ask.

Buck down on it: "I don't know, is there someone robbing money? Or is it a fire?" Because I could see a fire truck driving over on the bridge here, I guess it was not to put out the fire, but to use the ladder to climb upstairs to arrest him?

The old man's wrinkled face was only disdainful: "Because he was unkind... when he should bear it, he should burn that piece of trash!"

Buck has been listening to the past events of the Shen family in recent days: "The Shen family is a big boss, and they donated money to be a charity, donating tens of millions a year." He pointed to the other side of the shore, and the old man started rowing, slowly slid out along the turbulent river water. Buck, who was sitting in the ragged black poncho, looked out from the gap. There seemed to be policemen pointing at the river surface on the distance, but he turned around as he watched the old man rowing slowly.

The old fisherman didn't seem to see it: "Before liberation, the Shen family said that he was a charity and did not exploit the long-term workers in the shanty towns here, so how could they have their big manor? After the Shen family's descendants were liberation, they worked as humans for a few days, but weren't the Shen family's eldest sons just gangsters, green skins, and rotten dragons? Now they have relied on their foreign relatives to show off their power and do good deeds... they are just giving money to officials to buy ways!"

Buck leaned against Wupeng and chuckled: "You can see clearly."

The old fisherman looked back at the flickering police lights: "I'm going to be guilty of my own fault, there will always be someone to deal with them!"

Buck was still confused: "It seems that the Shen family is not bullying or bullying."

The old man's rowing hand was very firm: "I watched them grow up since I was a child. Dogs can't change their shit. When I was a child, I was shooting a box of fire and fired. You still hope that they will be better now. You don't do anything, so you took the yard back. Everyone knows that the Shen family can't mess with them... I think they should rule them again!"

This is the proletarian tone. Buck laughed and took out a cigarette and handed it over.

The old fisherman lit up, but he took the small fishing boat across the center of the river, let go of the oar, float down the river, freed his hands to throw out the fishing net with float and spread it in a line. The freedom made the very few people who were still watching the fishing boat turn their heads, which was no different from the past when they were digging the net.

Buck was not in a hurry, and sat in the cabin to help him clear the float fishing net and hand it out. But the river beside him, and the fishing boat floated lightly to the shore. Only a corner of the bridge could be vaguely seen here.

No one could see Buck when he got ashore again. The old fisherman looked at the other side: "I will not collect my net fish until the afternoon. Now I will have a sleep!" He just lay down on the boards basking in the autumn sun and dozed off.

Buck, who had already walked on the shore road, smiled and continued to walk through several stilt buildings with stilts soaked in the river. He had appeared on the streets of Xincheng District as if nothing had happened. However, the sports bag was carried on his shoulders and covered his face with the angle of the roadside camera.

After crossing the riverside garden green belt donated by Mingsheng Group, he squatted at the foot of a lush pine tree. Looking at the hotel parking lot opposite, the black Mercedes-Benz S500 was still parked opposite the magnificent gate.

He had already found himself around the Shen family compound, so Shen Chongming was still sitting firmly on Diaoyutai to play with him?

It seems that they really didn't take themselves seriously.

Buck, who made up his mind, sat on the garden lawn behind the bushes. In the morning, most of the elderly who were having children were having fun. However, as noon arrived, some white-collar workers or workers around who were working came out to sit on the chairs in the park here to eat with lunch boxes. Buck was not so obedient, but no one noticed that he was sitting there but slowly taking off his pants and clothes!

It was very slow. He took off his old suit and exposed the casual sportswear inside. The old suit covered his thighs, covering his hands and slowly took off his trousers to the bend of his knees. Finally, he took off his fur shoes and pulled down his pants and changed into sports shoes. When he stood up as if nothing had happened, his body had become a popular dress for young people in the city. A baseball cap on his head was very casual, and he put on brown glasses and leaned against the tree, continuing to wait.

He did so many tricks on the other side of the river just to buy himself some time. As long as Shen Chongming is still in this hotel, he will directly attack this guy. If you are on the first day of the lunar month, I will be fifteen!

When I was bored, my eyes continued to look at the parking lot. Except for the luxury cars I saw repeatedly in the past few days, Buck noticed the red BMW sports car again. I came to this parking lot a few days ago to monitor Shen Chongming's whereabouts. However, I may not see other vehicles, but the car was parked there. Buck saw that the license plate of this car was from the provincial capital. He suspected that he was traveling or talking about something else, so he didn't care. But today he found that the wheels under the car were splashed with mud and water, and yesterday it was absolutely clean and tidy.

This kind of car cannot drive a mud puddle with bad terrain. It can only be that it rained during long-distance driving. According to the experience of Buck squatting and selling eggs in the past few days, it has never rained in Gongzhou.

It turned out that the car had been running a long way, and Buck simply developed the habit of careful observation and used a brand new local mobile phone number to find another new number: "Young Master? Have you evacuated?"

The young master is very sensitive to this title: "Is the young master a duck? I said it was a little green dragon! What are the arrangements for the big black dragon? I can't help but see it in the hotel without any hindrance, so it's not illegal."

Buck asked Xiao Qinglong to check who the license plate number was. But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Shen Chongming's driver come out of the lobby in a hurry!

No need to wait for the sports car number that is causing trouble. Buck carried the bag in his hand and walked across the road quickly. According to the habit of observing these days, Shen Chongming would come out of the hotel in a few minutes. Usually the driver would drive the car to the gate and wait. Buck was about to change the prince to the raccoon in these few minutes, of course because he was about to become a driver.

But just as Buck had already walked behind the s500's car body and was about to throw away the bag in his hand and bullied him up to get the driver who had just opened the car door, the former mercenary who had been paying attention to the surrounding situation with his eyes, suddenly he saw Shen Chongming's burly black face appearing at the rotating gate.

Thanks to these so-called star-rated hotels in China, all like to design such a pretended rotating door. On the one hand, it is easy to make Buck notice when rotating, and on the other hand, this kind of door is so complicated that Shen Chongming did not see anyone behind his car.

Because he was turning his head and saying something to a woman in red, the two people who walked out of the revolving door actually walked towards the red BMW sports car!
Chapter completed!