At around three o'clock in the afternoon of the 12th lunar month, heavy snow fell from the capital.
Exit of Xijia Station.
Su Chunfeng walked out of the station wearing a black coat, a blue and white plaid scarf and a black casual beret. He looked quite fashionable, but he was surrounded by a short and thin body wrapped in a military green cotton coat.
, with a pair of triangular eyes, a sharp-mouthed monkey-mouthed bearded, revealing a crooked and sloppy old man, and a black and blue cotton hat with ears that was unknown for many years, wearing fat blue jeans
, black snow cotton boots... In short, the more rustic you are, the more rustic you are. No matter where you go, the rate of turning back is 100%.
The old guy looked arrogant and walked half a step forward with his pointed chin, as if he was deliberately trying to let everyone see that Su Chunfeng was his follower.
OK.
Thanks to Su Chunfeng, he has never cared about such false things. Otherwise, any young man who wants some face would probably be far away from this vulgar old guy.
"Hmph...sp!"
Gong Hu, who happened to have a cold in recent days, sucked his mouth hard and then spit out casually.
Su Chunfeng, who had already gained experience along the way, raised his right hand, which had already prepared tissues, and caught the thick sputum and snot spit out by Gong Hu, and then threw the tissues into the trash can not far away without any stagnation.
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"Hey, good skills!" Gong Hu gave a thumbs up shamelessly.
Su Chunfeng shook his head helplessly, waved to a taxi, stuffed a pack of tissues into Gong Hu's hand, patted some snow on his body, and pushed him into the car, saying, "Be careful when you go out."
If you meet someone who knows you, you will laugh at us Pingyang people for being unqualified and uncivilized."
This sentence is extremely accurate and spicy to hit Gong Hu's pain point.
He shivered, got into the car and took out a tissue to put it in his hand, and then said deliberately: "Chunfeng, look at me, I have a cold, and you won't prepare a mask for me, our body bones
You can ignore it, but you have to be careful not to spread it to others, right? Alas.”
The taxi driver saw through the rearview mirror that he was a kind old man with a bad appearance and a simple dress from the countryside. He couldn't help but say, "Old man, a cold is a minor illness, nothing is wrong!"
"Oh." Gong Hu covered his nose and mouth with a tissue and waved his hand.
The driver was moved and said, "Where are you from?"
Gong Hu didn't say anything.
"Bird in Pingyang, Yuzhou." Su Chunfeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smiled and regretted it in his heart, secretly scolding himself for being stupid. He had thought that this trick worked, and he would not be rolled or disgusted for a few hours on the train.
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"You are a good man..." the driver praised.
Gong Hu's triangular eyes narrowed into two curved slits, showing humility, and waved his hands repeatedly.
Su Chunfeng smiled and said nothing - Gong Hu... In addition to his poor quality and sloppy and cunning image, he is indeed a good person.
Speaking of which, Gong Hu, a naturally strange creature, is also unlucky enough. Any warlock in the Qimen River who has entered the realm of pure body can be said to be able to eliminate minor illnesses such as colds. But Gong
Where is the tiger? It has been much better in recent years. I used to be called "old medicine jar" by my wife Qi Cui at home
Not easy.
Traffic jams in the capital seem to be a common thing.
It was snowing and the road was even more congested.
From West Railway Station to the mysterious office building with tight security on the East Third Ring Road, the taxi drove for an hour and a half before finally stopping like a snail in front of the gate that was already covered with thick snow.
Getting out of the car, Gong Hu rushed to the trash can, blew his nose hard, walked back to Su Chunfeng leisurely, looked up at the strange courtyard where the armed police stood guard but did not even have the name of the unit.
, and that slightly outdated small office building.
"It's just here?"
"Yes." Su Chunfeng nodded.
Gong Hu threw away his steps and walked towards the small door that opened next to the door.
Then, he was stopped by the armed police.
Gong Hu glared, circled around the young soldier with a cold expression, and pointed at his red nose and said, "Do you know who I am?"
The warrior shook his head, looking cold.
Su Chunfeng walked over and pulled Gong Hu behind him, and apologized to send the ID from his pocket and handed it to the little soldier.
After seeing it, the little soldier nodded and stood next to him.
"Let's go." Su Chunfeng frowned slightly, greeted Gong Hu with a little displeasure, and walked inside with big strolls - although he had no bad impression of Gong Hu from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't resist this vulgar old guy's face all day long
A virtuous person who is a bit arrogant but has no quality at all.
"Hey, your ID is effective, let me see." Gong Hu followed behind and reached out to Su Chunfeng's arms to pick it up.
"What's good to look at?"
"Look at what's wrong?" Gong Hu glared: "Your father is a traitor from Qimen River. If you forget your roots after having half an official position, or what?"
Su Chunfeng had no choice but to take out the ID and hand it to Gong Hu.
Gong Hu looked around with the special blue ID and turned around for a long time, then threw it to Su Chunfeng: "I'm illiterate."
Su Chunfeng was speechless.
The old and the young walked into the deserted office building. First, they arrived at the door of Luo Tonghua's office. After knocking on the door without responding, they came to Director Wu's office door and knocked on the door to enter.
"Hello, Director Wu." Su Chunfeng said politely.
"Oh, it's fresh." Wu Jian stood up from behind the desk with a look of surprise and said with a smile: "Why did you come to me on your own initiative? Who is this?"
Su Chunfeng introduced: "Gong Hu."
"Hmm? It's famous! I've been admired for a long time!" Wu Jian smiled and stretched out his hand to Gong Hu, saying, "Spanning two realms in one fell swoop, entering the Great Perfection. Master Gong is famous in the world, which is amazing."
Gong Hu shook hands with Wu Jian in surprise and said, "Are you not a warlock?"
"Oh, I'm not." Wu Jian asked the two of them to sit on the sofa, while enthusiastically brewing tea and pouring water, and took out the good cigarettes placed under the tea table.
"You are not a warlock, do you control the Qimen River?" Gong Hu expressed his dissatisfaction directly with a very poor attitude.
Su Chunfeng almost couldn't help laughing.
Wu Jian was stunned and thought to himself who he was? Can he speak? But he kept a calm smile and said naturally: "It's not a question of whether to care. The people's government is for the people, I won't say hypocritically.
I am doing a good job in serving Qimen River, but the key to the word management is still the word "reason".
Uneducated Gong Hu didn't turn around for a long time. He pulled out the cigarette pole from his waist impatiently, stuffed the tobacco leaves into the cigarette pot, and said, "Dad, I don't care about your service."
It's still a management, anyway, you've done these things recently... "
"What's wrong?" Wu Jian smiled and said, "Do you have any opinions!"
Gong Hu sniffed two puffs of cigarettes and said with a glaring eyes: "It's not as unreasonable as you. What kind of bastards are there in the Voldegos? You didn't care about it or not or kill them earlier. That's fine.
They ran to the capital and came to the door. Instead, you took care of your ancestors and protected them. Isn’t this a nonsense? Okay, I won’t talk about this, but Wang Qimin’s apprentice Pingwa wants to take revenge
, there is nothing wrong with this, it's natural! Yes, even if they are inheritors of tricks, you official and the bastards in Qimen River and the world wear a pair of pants.
Anything that can be done to everyone be punished, that's fine. Anyway, since the history of Dog-Rich has been like this, I can't control it. But what's wrong with the inheritors of tricks and tricks?
What happened to me, Gong Hu and blind man Cheng? We both made your father's anger hurt?" Gong Hu pointed at Su Chunfeng and said, "This kid has caused a lot of trouble, but he is reasonable at least
Boy, he still has half of your official position. I said, why can you do such a fucking thing? I sold us all! How can we still be in the world in the future?"
No one can stand Gong Hu's curse and swear words keeps talking like this. The clay man is still full of blood, let alone the dignified director of Wu Jian?
Wu Jian frowned and said coldly: "Gong Hu, pay attention to your attitude! Wang Qimin and you, and Cheng Xiaozi, are they old friends? You have known that he is the inheritor of tricks, and you also know that tricks are in the Qimen.
The position of the world since the history of the world has always been concealed from the whole world. This is a cover-up! We have not held you and Wei Zi Cheng accountable. That is because you are both rare masters of magic in the contemporary world of Qimen.
In terms of the face of the older generation, and your past behavior is completely evil. You are good, don’t know how to reflect on your mistakes, and you still have some reason. You dare to come to Borussia to question, but where do you think this place is? You shout and point fingers, like
What do you mean?"
"Hey, who are you scaring me? You'll get rid of me!" Gong Hu waved his cigarette pole and smashed it on the coffee table twice.
have to!
A single sentence blocked all the room for relief.
What a nonsense about this?
Wu Jian said angrily: "I will arrest you now, and you have rebelled against you?"
"Hey, I don't have much ability and my life is cheap, but the few bones on my body are harder than others!" Gong Hu's triangular eyes were round, and his unshaven beard blew up: "Tell me clearly,
My surname is Gong Minghu, and I didn’t plan to go back alive when I came to Beijing this time! Mom--"
"It's outrageous!" Wu Jian was so angry that he immediately slapped the table.
Gong Hu stood up and stammered his neck, saying, "I tell you, I really made me angry. I will kill you now!"
"you……"
Wu Jian was completely confused.
He thought to himself, why is there such a person in the world? Gong Hu can live to such an age, instead of being killed early... It's such a damn miracle.
Piansheng and Su Chunfeng, a gangster, sat there without saying a word, drinking tea casually.
It seems that this kid deliberately pulled Gong Hu over to quarrel.
You should speak out and give both sides a step. What are the benefits for you?
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PS: I was so busy yesterday...
Of course, the main reason is that I have been typing again and I am getting more and more nervous until now. I have been writing in a low-key manner~~ I have more updates tonight, so I am still uncertain.