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Twelve, son's temper (lifting the ban 13

Of course it is a great pleasure to have a good car, but this car is too good.

The little liar opened the sunroof, and the cold wind from outside slowly poured into the car, and his excitement was diluted by worry.

Cheng Zhenjiang asked Huang Hai to treat him, and Zhu Tong agreed of course and invited the young navy lieutenant to go to the city for a cool trip. Now, Cheng Zhenjiang changed into casual clothes and sat in the passenger seat of the Jaguar, and the Jaguar now hung

The deputy military card was also just issued by Cheng Zhenjiang.

It is said that this Jaguar is worth a lot of money. Cheng Zhenjiang and Huang Hai both said that it would cost at least more than one million on the market. Li Xiang is just a doctor, and now he has left his profession to work as a deputy director in the dean's office. He drives like this

A nice car, is it too much?

"Dr. Li, are you from Beijing?"

"Yes, I didn't realize until I arrived in Shanghai that my previous impression of Shanghai was too one-sided; the people here are very nice. Huang Hai and you are both good people."

"We are not pure Shanghainese." Cheng Zhenjiang guided Zhu Tong to familiarize himself with Jaguar's various functions while chatting with the young doctor; among them, Huang Hai was the most unconventional one and gave up his life for Su Ye.

In his opinion, joining the army and taking the military route is a bit like wanting beauty rather than country.

The Li Xiang in front of him should have some background in Cheng Zhenjiang's eyes. Although Huang Hai has a forthright temperament, he would not be so interested in an ordinary friend; you know, a Jaguar is nothing, and the military officer Huang Hai asked for

The brand may be heavier than the car.

Shanghai implements strict license plate restrictions. There are restrictions on the number of vehicles that can be registered every year, and they have to go through auctions and other procedures. This Jaguar is a smuggling and confiscated item. If you follow the procedures, it will be troublesome and the price will not be so cheap. Huang Hai gave it to

Dr. Li's favor was so great that Cheng Zhenjiang valued the fact that he was from Beijing more than his status as the deputy director of Ocean Hospital.

It seemed that tonight, the fuss would have to go until midnight again. Zhu Tong thought of Ye'er, so he put the earphones of his cell phone into his ears and dialed Ye'er's number.

"I have a social event in the evening and may have to go back later." Since Cheng Zhenjiang was sitting next to him, Zhu Tong couldn't call Ye'er's name and could only say something vague, which made him very awkward.

"Drink less. My sister is coming back today. I'll go home. I called Duohua to take care of Mao Tou. Li Xiang, please pay attention and don't be too tired. It's just right. Xiao Xiao wants to see me today and say that she wants to

Thank you. I know you don’t like her, so let her go to your sister’s house..."

Ye'er said cheerfully, Zhu Tong actually had no opinion of Xiao Xinmei, but he was dissatisfied with her behavior. Ye'er was sensitive to her lover's thoughts, but when she said this, the little liar thought: Ye'er

Will you accept Jaguar? This gift comes from the Yellow Sea, and in the final analysis it is for Ye'er.

Sometimes, eating is a process, of course, in a class where neither of us cares what we eat.

The hotel Huang Hai chose is called Dongpo Restaurant, and its location is opposite the Dingran Starry Sky.

The three of them had just sat in the private room on the second floor when the restaurant owner ran in.

"Captain Huang, what do you need today?"

"Just bring your specialty dishes. I've been busy all day and I really want to eat your Dongpo Pork." When Huang Hai spoke, he turned his head out of the window and stared at the starry sky opposite.

Zhu Tong looked at his watch, it was eight o'clock sharp; judging from the location of the private room and Huang Hai's familiarity with it, this should be a temporary resting place for him when he was monitoring Zhao Yongbing; however, this place is really nice, with a wide view, and sitting there

In this private room, every move in front of the Dingran Xingkong door can be seen clearly.

After the meal was served, Huang Hai ordered two bottles of Maotai. He refused to drink it, but persuaded Zhu Tong and Cheng Zhenjiang to drink it. In less than an hour, Cheng Zhenjiang could still speak clearly, but was he thinking? In Zhu Tong's opinion, he was already half-conscious.

The little liar didn't know why, but he could tell Huang Hai's intention, he wanted to make Cheng Zhenjiang drink; since he was doing such a big favor to him, it was right for him to let Cheng Zhenjiang eat and drink well.

However, Cheng Zhenjiang was not a fool. Seeing that Huang Hai had been paying attention to the starry sky, he curled his lips and asked, "Is this guy the only one who has troubled Young Master Huang?"

"Don't worry about it. Let's go inside and have fun later. Ah Zhen, we are all military children. You are also a deputy captain now, so you have to pay attention to the influence." Huang Hai poured him another half glass of wine; "He ran away

It’s not out of my control, but everything must be done according to the rules. I don’t believe he can survive me!”

Zhu Tong didn't believe it either. The information he got was more detailed than Huang Hai's.

Zhao Yongbing was so impressed by Huang Hai that the Dingran Starry Sky was as clean as a kindergarten; and secondly, Zhao Yongbing's drug business was forced to stop, and most of the market he had finally fought for was lost. Not to mention the majesty of his men

After all, the thugs were also suppressed; these people usually eat, drink, play and have fun, and spend money generously. Their nature... may be described as freedom, and it is okay to be restrained for a while. The Yellow Sea presses the cauldron and the starry sky for twenty

After many days, now not only Zhao Yongbing can't stand it, but his subordinates can't stand it either.

Now, the little liar is watching the show. Huang Hai has only one purpose in getting Cheng Zhenjiang drunk, but does he really dare to be so presumptuous? This is one of the busiest streets in Shanghai.

The door to the private room was pushed open, and with laughter, two guests in police uniforms came in.

In the first thirty or so, the police rank was higher than that of Huang Hai; when he entered the door, he said sorry: "Sorry, sorry, Team Huang has been handling cases in our jurisdiction for almost a month, and I only have time to meet today. It's the end of the year, and brothers have been busy for a year.

I work day and night, no matter what, I have to give an explanation to my family; no bonus should be less, and the benefits should be as generous as possible. Haha, I’m just busy with this. Sorry, sorry, Team Huang, how are you doing today?

The director is here, are there any difficulties? If you need any help from us, just ask."

The one in the back was older, thinner, and a typical Shanghainese; he didn’t say anything after entering the door, and carefully took a look at the two guests in the private room; Zhu Tong knew the police officer in the back because Mei Lanting and Duohua were there a few days ago.

Dingranxingkong was causing trouble, and I met Director Liu at the police station.

Zhu Tong understood that he was exploring the identities of himself and Cheng Zhenjiang.

Huang Hai also laughed and stood up to greet you: "Board Director, I didn't expect that I said I wanted to see you several times but never had a chance. It's me who should be sorry. Leaders think about things comprehensively and they should be busy. As for me,

I know I'm not welcome here; but I'm sorry, I'm a policeman, I eat the food of the country, and I take the people's money. I won't leave unless I clean things up this time. So, please forgive me, Board Director.

I may have to disturb you for a while, and I won’t be polite if I need your help.”

"How's it going? Where's the progress? The director came here just to exchange information with Team Huang." Director Liu didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He walked into the private room and closed the door behind him.

The person named Dong should be an official such as the deputy director of the district public security bureau. His thick skin and language meet the requirements of a politician. Huang Hai's words contained edge, but Director Dong seemed unaware and did not say a few words.

He actually sat next to Huang Hai, poured himself a glass of wine, raised his glass with a smile and said:

"You two are friends of Team Haohuang, that is, my friends. Come, today Dong borrowed flowers to offer Buddha's greetings and toast you two. If there is an opportunity another day, I am looking for an opportunity to specially entertain you."

"Yes, yes, yes, Dr. Li, last time I said I would treat you to a casual meal, and now we meet, it's just the right time." Director Liu remembered Zhu Tong's name and came over with a wine glass.

"Director, you are wrong." Huang Hai waved his hand, "The Ministry of Public Security has a prohibition on alcohol. You cannot drink during working hours, and you cannot drink while wearing police uniforms. I am on working time now, and you two are wearing police uniforms, even if you are off work.

You can't drink. They are my friends, they just came over to see me and have a quick meal; you can check, I haven't drank a drop of wine."

The atmosphere in the private room became awkward. It was the first time for Zhu Tong to encounter such a situation. It could be seen that Huang Hai had a lot of opinions about the two people in front of him. Maybe they were Zhao Yongbing's "friends".

Although Cheng Zhenjiang was half drunk, he still had some knowledge. He laughed and said: "Doctor Li, how about we go first? Officer Huang is very busy. Don't delay others' work here."

"You don't delay my work here." Huang Hai said again, not giving any face to the Board of Directors and Director Liu, which meant that they were here to delay Huang Hai's work.

Zhu Tong glanced at the opposite side. Several taxis stopped in front of Dingranxingkong. Two people got out of the last one. One of them was the Golden Buddha master who had not been seen for a long time: Snow Kuang Monk.

He was not wearing a white monk's robe, but a striking white trench coat, leather shoes, and trousers all white.

Wasn't Snow Kuang Monk injured by Aunt Butterfly? Snow Kuang Monk's eyes probably weren't very sharp. When he got off the car, the sole of his foot stumbled on the ground. Although the movement was slight, it was very uncomfortable for a master like Snow Kuang Monk.

normal.

As soon as Zhu Tong's attention was focused there, Snow Kuang Monk turned back to look at the second floor of Dongpo Restaurant, with a pair of dark sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Zhu Tong looked away and hid his body in the curtain; he knew that Snow Kuang Monk had sensed him. He was such a master. It felt so powerful.

Director Dong and Director Liu didn't seem to be affected. They naturally put down their wine glasses and naturally changed the topic and started talking about nonsense. Huang Hai hung up his earphones and chatted with them.

At nine o'clock, when Shanghai's nightlife had just begun, there was a sudden commotion outside Dingranxingkong, and all the guests inside poured out, looking panicked.

Oops, something happened inside! Zhu Tong's first reaction was to glance at Huang Hai. He also felt that something was wrong. He stood up and walked to the door of the private room, muttering something in a low voice.

There are people from Huang Hai in the Dingran Starry Sky. He has been listening to the reports coming from inside. Zhu Tong knows this. Looking at Huang Hai's nervous look, what happened inside is probably related to Huang Hai's men. He just doesn't know.

It was not the Snow Monk who moved it.

People in the Jianghu will not get involved in the general battles between the underworld, nor will they stand up for the underworld, no matter how high the price they offer; let alone take action in public, this is the tradition of the Jianghu Road.

But what happened in the Cauldron of Burning Starry Sky must be related to Snow Kuang Monk. Less than ten minutes after he entered, something happened inside; Huang Hai might suffer a loss if he breaks in now.


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