(The fastest and most stable update,) "A young boy named Lu Yu" Mr. Hong said angrily
"Ah" the big gold chain looked at the mirror numbly
"They are at the Gouchen Bar. Go and help me." Mr. Hong said again that he was very anxious.
"Ah" said the big gold chain again
"You have a toothache. Are you going to go or not? Please give me a clear answer." Seeing that he seemed to be perfunctory, Mr. Hong became angry.
"Master Hong, it's inconvenient for me to go on vacation abroad. You can ask Brother Ji about this." It was obvious that Da Jin Lianzi had learned how to do Tai Chi.
Damn it, the foreign country next door can also use PHS. Am I an idiot or are you an idiot? Mr. Hong really wanted to scold him, but he held it back and pressed the call button. He also deleted all the contacts.
The old boy was desperate and called the contractor of his real estate project again, "My son was raped. You can bring someone over and settle the matter for me. You won't be short of money."
When the foreman heard this, "Ah" [
Damn it, Mr. Hong received four "ah"s in one breath today and he was about to vomit, "Ah, jb, my son was beaten by someone. Find some people for me to level them."
When the contractor heard this, he immediately asked, "Boss, this is a difficult matter. How much can you give me alone?"
"You know money? Just send those troublemakers to the hospital and take action, even if they're a thousand each." Mr. Hong is really a big boss who spends a lot of money.
"Don't worry, boss Cao Cheng, if you love me, it's all right." When the contractor heard the price, he was so happy. He tossed the big greasy towel and shouted, "Come on, brothers, we have extra money." What kind of work can one person do with a thousand dollars? Why should we fight?”
One thousand was equivalent to half their salary at that time, which was quite a lot.
If you don't take advantage of it, you deserve to starve to death. How could these Chinese people, who are scheming and scheming every day, let go of such a good opportunity? When they heard the news, even the other construction teams nearby came to help and cheer. They jumped on the pulley. The cement truck went straight to the accident site without saying a word.
But these forty or fifty people were shocked as soon as they arrived. At this moment, there were more than thirty luxury cars parked in the small square in front of Gouchen. The cheapest one, the Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Maserati, Bentley, and Land Rover, the Old Hongqi, cost millions. They don't know how much these things are worth, but as soon as they know they are not cheap goods, there are groups of people on the left and right around the square, and they can get more than half of them, each with a fierce scarred face.
"Damn, that's not right. I'm all a member of society." The truck stopped and the contractor muttered, but he didn't dare to get out of the car. The migrant workers who are honest and do their duty with a little bit of cleverness are far from being as stupid as Mr. Hong thought. You need to know how the underworld treats these things. It is very intimidating to ordinary people.
"Then we can't go up?" Seeing a few people coming this way, a young man wearing camouflage uniforms and silk gloves next to him asked, pulling on the foreman's clothes.
"What do you think?" The foreman couldn't make up his mind either. He was afraid and reluctant to part with the money. It was a thousand yuan, one thousand per person.
"Let's go, boss, one thousand yuan is not enough to support you in old age." There was a strong man in the crowd, so he squeezed closer and reminded in a low voice.
"That makes sense. Who told the driver to drive? Let's go back quickly," the foreman shouted. He turned around and added with lingering fear: "There is a danger of murder here."
Just like this, more than fifty people came and left in a hurry.
What was more unlucky was that he was still covering his penis in the floral shirt and was waiting eagerly on the sofa. The thugs his father sent for did not come to the hospital. Neither did the ambulance. Several of his fair-weather friends who had dinner together ran away as soon as something happened and he brought it with him. The more than twenty brave boys have all been put down and looked sideways. They all squatted in a row with their heads in their hands. They were all thrown to Iraq in disgrace.
"Do you know who this is?" Xiaopang yelled and pointed at Lu Yu. "Don't ask. This is a lesson for his little brothers."
"Who the hell is this kid? Why is he so awesome?" The flowery shirt reluctantly squeezed out this sentence between his teeth with a crying look.
"His name is Lu Yu from No. 49 Middle School. I told you just now." Chang Hongyu had long expected such a result and said to him with a sigh and a shake of his head.
"Who is Lu Yu? Is his father awesome?" Hua Shizi also said that people like him used to be paranoid that using knives, fighting, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, these things are too superficial and have no future. In a society ruled by law, there are people behind who are king. He had no chance or wanted to shout "My dad is Li Gang" in front of all the media.
"His dad is not awesome, he himself is awesome." Chu Guangtou was holding his shoulders and making fun. He was busy chatting just now. All he knew was that he went to other people's houses to cause trouble in colorful shirts. He didn't hear clearly what they said, and he didn't know where this matter came from. rise
"Yeah, he's really awesome." Chang Hongyu said and nodded, "Who can do it if hundreds of underworld gangsters didn't hack him to death in the past few days?"
"Well, I've heard about that thing too. I also heard that Wen Er didn't even bother to deal with him. A few days ago, Brother Ji and Dajin Chain were both in trouble. I heard that they were also in the hands of this kid, as well as Wu who owns a restaurant. Er Gouzi was stabbed just now, and it seems he is not out of danger yet. I heard from friends in the news that it was most likely them who did it."
Baldy Chu’s intelligence system is really sound and he knows everything.
"What the hell, Brother Chu, you're saying that he's a gangster," the flowery shirt, with his face covered in sweat and grinning, pointed in the direction of Lu Yu and whispered.
"It's not right now, but it won't be certain after tonight," Bald Chu murmured.
While they were talking, Qi Wen and the others came over, "Brother Chu, right? My boss, please come over and have a chat."
"Oh, right away." Bald Chu replied politely, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Yeah." Qi Wen nodded and left, but Er Hei and Buck Teeth stood straight to the side like a piece of wood. They didn't want anyone else, so they just stared at the flowered shirt.
"Hey brothers, what are you two doing here?" Chang Hongyu asked, confused.
"Brother Yu said don't let him run away and let us take good care of him." Erhei told the truth to save face.
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After hearing this, I was sweating in my floral shirt and my underwear was about to get wet. If what Brother Chu just described is true, then he is unlucky. If he pretends to be cool and meets the living King of Hell, isn't he just waiting to die? It's so damn dangerous. Dangerous