After the wine party is over.

Xiaodao, Jiang Zhipeng, He Hongkuan and others were arranged by Lin Jun in a surrounding hotel.

"Hey, Cai!" On the way back, Jiang Zhipeng called Zheng Moucai's cell phone.

“Meet?”

"I've been dragging it all the time. I just showed up, but we can't talk. He asked Xiaotian'er to come!" Jiang Zhipeng said softly.

"...We ignored him in Guangzhou. Now he said he could talk, so he could get some anger, just get some anger!" Zheng Moucai paused and said, "You wait, I will deal with the rest!"

"Oh, okay!" Jiang Zhipeng nodded and hung up the phone.

In the car, after Jiang Zhipeng hung up the phone, it was silent.

"...Old Jiang, do you think we are really old?" He Hongkuan was silent for a long time and suddenly asked.

"Haha!" Xiaodao looked at the two of them and smiled, without saying a word.

...

Two days later, Haikou, under the umbrella at the pool location of the Hilton Hotel.

Feng Jizu and Mingyuan were drinking cold drinks while waiting quietly. After more than ten minutes, Zheng Moucai and another middle-aged man walked out of the pool. The two of them wiped their bodies with bath towels and walked under the parasol.

The man around Zheng Moucai is nicknamed Erye, and is Zheng Moucai's biological brother. He is the second child in the family, but it is said that he has been away from Guangzhou for many years and has been doing business outside.

Although the second master is older than Zheng Moucai, he is much younger than Zheng Moucai. He is about 1.7273 meters tall and relatively small in size. However, he has a straight waist when walking, a small flat head and small eyes. He has a slightly Guangdong accent when speaking, and has no bad habits. He does not smoke or drink much. He looks gentle and simple.

"Second Master!...Uncle Cai." Feng Jizu and Mingyuan stood up and nodded when they saw them.

"Sit!" The second master waved his hand, then sat under the parasol, and asked the waiter for a bottle of mineral water.

"Xiaotian, I'll do two things here. One has been discussed with your second master, and the other is to let you go back!" Zheng Moucai paused, then looked at Jizu and smiled, and said.

"Uncle Cai, do you ask me to go back to the Northeast first or to Guangzhou first?" Feng Jizu paused, glanced at Erye, and then asked.

The second master drank water, looked at Feng Jizu with a smile on his face, and said nothing.

"...Let's go back to the Northeast first." Zheng Moucai responded directly.

Feng Jizu loosened his neckline and turned his head to look at the second master and asked, "This Northeast can be returned, but Guangzhou... what does it mean? You don't want me anymore?"

"Haha!" The second master smiled, looked at Feng Jizu and paused for a moment and replied: "You are the same everywhere!"

"Click!"

Zheng Moucai also smiled when he looked at Feng Jizu, then took out a handful of Cayenne's car key from his pocket and threw it directly along the tabletop.

"…!" Feng Jizu was stunned.

"Xiaotian, in the Zheng family, if you can, you will have the opportunity to move forward! There are many people who can afford Cayenne, but there are not many people who can still drive and dare to drive! If you do it, the position changes will be immediate. This is the rules of the Zheng family's affairs!" Zheng Moucai crossed his legs and pointed at Feng Jizu and said, "From today on the road, you can walk up! In your Northeast dialect, you will be getting better soon!"

Feng Jizu played with the car keys, paused for a second, nodded and said, "It's hard to come by! Thank you, Uncle Cai!"

"Just act cruelly, that's a bad boy. I'll give you a platform because you can see opportunities! You're good in the Northeast affairs!" The second master, who hadn't spoken much, got up with mineral water, then patted Jizu's shoulder, paused and nodded and said, "Xiaotian, stay with your third uncle for three or five years. When I'm back, I'll let you get a slot alone!"

"...I will ask you what I am really capable of doing." Feng Jizu said with a smile.

"Haha, go back with your third uncle!" The second master was stunned, then patted Feng Jizu on the shoulder vigorously, turned around and left.

Two days later, Feng Jizu set out on the road back to the northeast.

And this time, he is no longer the "bad boy" who is ignored. Everyone is working hard and striving forward. If you don't take a step, you can only stay where you are. This is true for any industry, even if you are in society!

...

The other end.

Since Lao Wu was "fled abroad" and his whereabouts were unknown, the murder case in Anerle Club of Jiang Quan was directly handled separately, and the legal process was completed. In addition, Jiang Quan committed several crimes and punished them for the previous crimes. In the first instance, Jiang Quan was sentenced to death, but he did not appeal.

After the verdict was announced, Jiang Quan could be received.

A woman with only one night of dew, water, and love, and a gangster who had been together for a short time, had come to the detention center repeatedly and wanted to see Jiang Quan, but he refused.

The woman didn't give up and gave her two thousand yuan to discipline, asking him to bring a letter to Jiang Quan, just to meet her.

The disciplinary found Jiang Quan, stood next to the prison guard and asked, "You are quite inhumane?! I have been here several times, can you meet me?"

"Just after a night's sleep, what do you see?" Jiang Quan shook his head with a stiff attitude.

"…!" The discipline was speechless.

"Apart from her, has anyone else handed me a letter?" Jiang Quan asked in silence for a moment.

"...No!" The steward shook his head.

Jiang Quan gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

...

The day after the verdict.

"Jiang Quan!! pack up!" The supervisor in the supervisor suddenly shouted.

Everyone in the cell was stunned and looked at Jiang Quan, fortunate to gloat, numbness, and the fear and fear of the death of the rabbit and the fox.

In the three major prison rooms, there are two possibilities for the discipline manager to pack up. One is to make a judgment, and the prisoner will be assigned to the prison. Another possibility is to execute the death penalty.

Jiang Quan sat in the corner of the wall and paused, then walked to the gate of the prison gate in a hunch, lowered his head, wore a hood, followed the discipline and armed police, and walked out.

"Has anyone brought me a letter?" Jiang Quan asked again.

"No!" I don't know whether it was a discipline or an armed policeman, so I replied casually.

"Lie to me, Lin Jun lied to me...lie to me..." Jiang Quan lowered his head, muttered as if he was crazy, and walked further and further from the supervision corridor.

I don’t know how long it took, on the bed, on the cold bed, the instrument indicator lights flashed beside it. Jiang Quan was covered with his face, his whole body was buckled on the bed, and his two arms were inserted into the medicine tube for the death penalty.

"Lie to me! Lie to me..." Jiang Quan trembled slightly, and he was still lying on the bed.

"brush!"

A person in charge of execution, wearing a mask, lay beside Jiang Quan's ear, and said softly and quickly: "Don't be afraid, don't struggle... Old Wu and Beiwu, let's go ahead of you!"

Jiang Quan was stiff all over. After two seconds of silence, he breathed a long sigh and replied: "...I didn't lie to me...I didn't lie to me...Haha! OK...Okay!"

The milky white potion was pushed into Jiang Quan's blood vessels. After a brief struggle, he lay quietly on Xingxingtai...
Chapter completed!