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1583 Believe in friendship, or believe in yourself?

After reading the text message from Xiaochao, Brother Mang went directly to the pharmacy, and stayed outside for about twenty minutes in total, and then returned to his residence.

After entering the door.

Xiaochao looked up at Brother Mang without saying a word.

"There is dependent on painkillers. I bought you some good ones. You can take them according to the instructions." Brother Mang threw the medicine to Xiao Chao.

"Yeah!" Xiao Chao nodded, then took the medicine and entered the bedroom.

"hehe!"

Tang Chuan looked at the two and smiled.

"Why are you laughing at?" Brother Mang asked with a frown.

"I always feel... the atmosphere between you two is not right now?" Tang Chuan looked at Brother Mang with a playful look, and asked with a smile: "Why do you seem to have done something to steal someone on his back?"

"Haha, you have discovered all this secret in the room one day." Brother Mang replied with a sneer, then opened his mouth and said, "It's not because he treats me like this... you abandoned Tiezi at the critical moment!"

Tang Chuan licked his lips and responded with a vague meaning: "It's not easy for you!"

"Sleep!"

Brother Mang pushed open the door, turned around and walked into another bedroom.

...

Long C.

In the evening, a family of Rongfu was having a meal at a restaurant and they were talking about Liu Wei and Luo Bingxu during the meal.

"I did a little impulsive in this matter. You said they had made a lot of money, so why bother to stab the Gu Zeng family again? I'm angry now, but how do you explain the matter of escaping?" Xiao Yan said in anger: "You all say you run away, oh, where is the stop to run!"

"...Brother Jun, how about Zeng Guomin?" Xiao Cui asked Lin Jun.

"It's useless if you don't die." Lin Jun responded in a concise manner: "I heard that it hurts the internal organs and needs to undergo part of the resection surgery! I guess it will be maintained by drugs in the future. The Zeng family is rich and can afford any medicine. If you want to spread it to others, you will probably lose it."

"It's a pity that I didn't kill you." Brother Dan cut the leg of lamb with a knife and commented in a concise way.

"...... At that time, they should have asked outsiders to do it so that they would not let themselves bear the burden." Li Yingji curled her mouth and analyzed it carefully: "If you do this, you will not even have the chance to explain in the end!"

"Don't stop hindsight!" Brother Dan said in a very realistic way: "The person's anger in his heart is to be vented at any time! If you fucking think of letting others do this, can you still be angry in his heart to kill others? If you are not from the perspective of Liu Wei and Mule, you will not be able to understand what they were feeling at that time!"

"Then won't I analyze it?" Lee Young-ji said with confidence.

"You are tired, so you should analyze when you will die!" Brother Dan waved his hand irritably.

"Hey, you'll be talking to me?"

"If you believe it, do you think I will put the tongs on you, throw it on the stove, sprinkle some small cumin?"

"If you have a disagreement, you have to do something. It's too uneducated!" Li Yingji waved her hand timidly: "...I'll stay away from you, so save a while, you can take me to the back mountain to pick up your dad!"

"Haha, little boy!" Brother Dan grinned and patted Li Yingji's dog head.

"Oh, my brother Bei is even worse this time." Alai sighed.

"He wouldn't be upset about these things." Lin Jun shook his head, then looked at Brother Dan and was about to ask something.

"Dingling!"

Just then, the cell phone on the desk rang.

"brush!"

Lin Jun lowered his head and glanced at the phone, then stood up and said, "You eat first, I'll go out and answer the phone!"

...

After a few dozen seconds, outside the hotel.

"Hey?" Lin Jun answered Azhe's phone call.

"...Damang and I didn't meet the above tonight, so we had a phone call!" Azhe went straight to the point.

"Why?"

"He said someone was staring at him there, for fear that someone would be blocked when they meet!"

"Someone is staring at him?" Lin Jun frowned and asked again: "Did he say who is staring at him?"

"I said that, it's the one named Xiaochao!"

"Xiao Chao stared at him?" Lin Jun thought for a moment: "Is that... Damang exposed his flaws in Xiao Chao?"

"Well, Damang said it was because when he gave Li Yingji gun, Xiao Chao realized something was wrong." Azhe explained in a concise manner: "Now the two have reached the showdown stage, and Xiao Chao has not complained about Zhao Wu, but he is still thinking about some old feelings!"

"This matter is a bit troublesome." Lin Jun replied a little annoyed: "It's a great risk to rely on his old love to maintain his identity."

"Yes, it's not safe to do this."

"What did Xiao Zhuo say?" Lin Jun suddenly asked.

"He means the same as me. If we want to protect Damang, the only way is to...!" Azhe said halfway.

Lin Jun was silent after hearing this, and quickly concluded the cost-effectiveness of the matter.

...

The next morning.

In the private room of Ji L's hotel, the middle-aged man who claimed to have sold two Dongfengdao for someone else some time ago, sat on the sofa with a shiny big back, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, crossed his legs.

"I have paved the way. I have the identity, background, company position, how many years I have joined the management team, and other series of information are now clear." Another middle-aged man, handed it to the man with a stack of information to the man with gold-rimmed glasses, continued: "...If I follow my way, there is a great chance of success."

"Your way is to pull the jack!" Although the man with gold-rimmed glasses was low-key, luxurious and connotative, his mouth was a bit direct and vulgar: "You ask them to get the money out first, this won't work!"

"The goal is a stupid nouveau riche in the mountains. What do they know?"

"It's because they don't understand JB, so they are cautious. Do you understand?" said middle-aged man very realistically.

"Then what do you want to do!?"

"Let's get some blood each one, you take half of it, I take half of it!" The man with golden glasses lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

"...This money is too much, what if I get it discounted?" After understanding the meaning of middle-aged, my companion hesitated a little.

"That's all right. I have some crude oil business in the Middle East. If this is a loss, I'll take you to get involved!" said the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses.

"Can you fucking not brag about me? Brother, let's go with you, what are you always practicing with me?" My companion replied irritably.

"...If you want to eat big things, you have to listen to me. Otherwise, I will stop doing this."

After hearing this, his companion frowned and silent.

...

Two days later, Zhejiang J, Hangzhou Z.

Tang Chuan stood in the living room, frowned and said to Brother Mang and Xiaochao: "You stay for a while, I have something to do and go out!"

"Oh, okay!" Brother Mang was stunned and nodded directly.

Xiao Chao lay on the sofa without saying a word.

Five minutes later, Tang Chuan left, and Damang got up and walked straight to the bathroom.

"Bang!"

The door was closed, Brother Mang sat on the toilet and changed the phone card, looking at the number on the phone screen with red eyes. After a while, he gritted his teeth and edited a text message.

...

Ten minutes later.
Chapter completed!
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