1183 One counts as one
Taoism says: All things are divided into yin and yang, and things in the world are positive and negative.
The brighter the light can be, the darkness can be miserable.
In the only "diamond hotel" in the village of Matou City, Fan Jun watched Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas with interest.
As one of the best people in this urban village, he can definitely be regarded as the kind of person who understands it clearly.
From fooling the whole village in my hometown more than ten years ago to pyramid schemes, to later going to Shanghai Beijing to build low houses, he has basically been involved in all the evil things that people can think of over the years, such as black agents, housing intact, forcing good people to become prostitutes, selling medicines, for him, everyone he could see was walking leeks, waiting for him to harvest at any time.
However, in recent times, his life has been very melancholy.
My younger brother yelled to join the army, and made a vow that he would never come back without a single official position. He could only make friends with others and finally got to know the son of a big boss who had a strong say, but the other party had no interest in the real money he gave.
Originally, when the relationship door was about to close, the boss's son proposed an alternative condition for him to try his best to persecute a young couple, with the condition that as long as the other party does not leave his sight, it will be OK if he does not leave Shangjing.
For Fan Jun, it is definitely a matter of harming people. However, all this changed because he was harassed by greed and destroyed the other party for 20,000 yuan.
Target Huang Zhuo snatched his car last night and ran to the Heilongtan dozens of miles away without a trace. Another Target Xu Xiaoxian also evaporated. Even though he sent all his brothers out to find them, there is still no news so far.
"Grandma, you two bastards must not run away, otherwise my brother's beauty will be ruined!"
After absent-mindedly watching a few TV series, Fan Jun stood up in anger and rolled back and forth in the office with his hands behind him.
"Dingling..."
The elevator suddenly rang. Seeing the phone number of his friend "Pig King" who was birds of his familiarity with him, Fan Jun answered impatiently: "I won't make an appointment today. I have a serious job. Yes, do you have a free little brother under your hands? Lend me for use."
"I was about to tell you about this. Just now, a distant relative who worked in the J Committee told me that a young man named Huang Zhuo ran to report his real name and asked me if I knew this person."
The harsh voice of my buddy came from the other end of the phone.
"Who? Huang Zhuo! Is that boy who we are like toys?"
Fan Jun's eyes widened instantly.
"Isn't it him? I'm afraid he will sue you, so I said hello to my relatives and asked him to fool the person to a hotel on the Second Ring Road first."
The Pig King happily answered his questions.
"Oh, Damn Brother Zhu, you have helped me a lot. Give me the hotel address. I'll set up a table for you later."
Fan Jun jumped three feet high and ran out the door.
"Come here to pick me up. Let's go over together. I have to tell my relatives something else. In addition, without me, my relatives will not be able to hand over the person to you. After all, he is responsible."
The Pig King said in silence.
"Okay, wait for me, let's go together!"
Fan Jun didn't think much about it, and even his subordinates didn't even bother to greet him, so he drove directly towards the KTV at the east end of the village.
At the same time, in a private room on KTV, the pig king knelt on the ground carefully hung up the phone, looked at Huang Zhuo in front of him with a smile on his face, and coughed a few times, "Xiao Huang, I'll help you with the matter. Can you let me go? I've helped you a lot before."
"Yes, I helped me find a place to sell blood, and helped me sell my wife's dowry bracelet at a low price, and also introduced me to you for more than a month. Should I thank you very much?"
Huang Zhuo held a chopsticks in his left hand, and half-pulled apples in his right hand, lowered his head and nipped half a bite with a smile.
After only half a night, Huang Zhuo seemed to have become much haggard, and there were a lot of white silk on his hair and temples.
"Don't... don't say that. I'm also bewitched by Fan Jun. After all, we have no grudges or grudges. Think about it, why would I be embarrassed by you? Fan Jun is here later. What you want to do is your business, so don't be embarrassed by me."
The Pig King shivered and squeezed out a smile.
"Don't move, I'm full of gasoline in your place. As long as you dare not cooperate, we will turn into a barbecue together. Come on! Let's continue to call Sister Yun. There are one of you dog baskets that bully me. You must give me an explanation today!"
Huang Zhuo smashed the apple on the Pig King's face, took out the lighter, and roared eagerly...
Chapter completed!