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644 To the Heart

As early as in Haihe Hospital, Zeng Rui was already extremely depressed. It was not easy to rely on his remaining sanity to persist until Ziwei Pavilion broke out again.

You must know that since the establishment of Ye Ji, the bloody fortune has been soaring. No one has been injured from top to bottom. From being detained to being sentenced, there are many cases of hospitalization and imprisonment.

Some people have been injured, some have been defeated, but no one has been afraid. More importantly, even if there are people like Dahu who are left with lifelong disabilities and have to take a back seat, the loss of life has never happened.

Ye Ji's men are not invulnerable, but it is indeed the first time for Zeng Rui to face such a heavy blow.

"Hello, Brother Ye, I live in a rural area and my name is Zhao Dabao!"

From the first meeting with Zhao Dabao, Zeng Rui felt that Xiaohu's little brother was unreliable. But personal impressions would change. In the drama of Zhao's chamber of commerce trying to turn the tide, Dabao acted as a key bridge.

In subsequent actions, Zhao Dabao never backed down.

Until Xiaohu was imprisoned, he shouldered the heavy burden and worked hard without complaining. Zeng Rui saw everything, and even if he didn't say it, he remembered it all in his heart.

"Come with me for a run on the road. Brother Ye is definitely not going to lead you to flatter others. If others have it, you will have it. If others don't have it, I will let you have it!"

This was Zeng Rui's promise to his brothers, but it was a pity that Dabao was gone before he could fulfill it.

For the sake of his brotherly loyalty, Dabao sacrificed his life, and Zeng Rui broke his promise.

When you enter the Ye family, you are a family. Even if they have different divisions of labor, they are all the little brothers under Zeng Rui. As the eldest brother, if he can't give an explanation for Dabao's death, how can he let Dabao rest in peace?

Seeing that Brother Lei hesitated for a long time and still did not give him a satisfactory answer, Zeng Rui, furious, held up a replica of June 4th and roughly stuffed it into Brother Lei's mouth.

Zeng Rui scratched his neck and shouted like a maniac: "I give you three seconds, if you can't give me a satisfactory answer, I will send you to accompany my brother first!"

"I'm calling...I'm calling..."

As the eldest brother of Ziwei Pavilion, taking such an old-style bath, there was a lot of friction, but having a gun stuffed into his mouth like this, Brother Lei was also the first time a big girl got on the sedan.

Seeing that things were completely out of his control, he stopped insisting. Are you kidding me, he came to Ziwei Pavilion to make money, to settle things that he couldn't solve, and to be someone else's scapegoat?

"Du... hello?"

Brother Lei tremblingly took out his cell phone, found Zhiwei's name in the phone book, and dialed immediately. As soon as the phone rang for the first time, Zhiwei's tired voice came from the other end.

"Wei...Wei Ge, there is a master in Ziwei Pavilion who wants to...want to meet you!" Seeing that Brother Lei did not choose to "die to make his ambition clear", Zeng Rui had already moved the imitation 64 from his mouth to his temple.

Brother Lei, who has been debuting for a long time but has always been at the bottom, has never seen this battle before. Layers of sweat have already appeared on his forehead, and he can't control his trembling even when he speaks.

"Wow!"

Zeng Rui snatched the phone from Lei Ge's hand and cursed into the phone: "You've stepped on the horse, you're Zhiwei, right? I'll give you an hour to kneel in front of me! One

If I hadn't seen anyone when I was young, I would have burned Ziwei Pavilion for you, and I would have killed all your brothers one by one!"

After the second cremation incident happened, Zhiwei followed Wang Dagou and settled in a private house on Changle Avenue after escaping from the mountains.

Not only Zhiwei stayed with Wang Dago, but also the other little brothers who came to help him yesterday and fled the scene with Wang Dago.

They didn't understand what was going on outside now. Based on past experiences, they decided to hide with Wang Dagou first and wait for the limelight to subside before appearing again.

Zhiwei had also met Zeng Rui before, but it was difficult to tell who the other person was based on his voice alone. Due to the situation in front of him, Zhiwei suppressed his anger and just asked with a little doubt, "...Brother, who are you?"

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"I, Ye Ji Wu Ye, am standing at the door of Ziwei Pavilion to kill you! Listen carefully, it will only take one hour. If I can't see you, I will collect your body!"

"Snapped!"

Zeng Rui hung up the phone and slammed the phone onto the marble tile floor, causing it to shatter instantly.

"Brother Ye... you see I also called..." Seeing that Zeng Rui had not yet put down the imitation June 4 on his temple, Brother Lei couldn't help but ask even though he was scared.

"Kneel down!"

"Plop!"

Following Zeng Rui's loud roar, Lei Ge knelt down on the ground without any hesitation.

At this time, Zeng Rui moved the muzzle of his gun horizontally again, scanning the seven or eight black men behind him one by one. The faces of the black men who were already in a state of confusion showed panic.

"Everyone kneel down for me!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

In the eyes of the waiters and technicians at Ziwei Pavilion, this group of all-powerful social buddies, without any idol baggage, knelt down like dumplings.

"A bunch of puppies, in addition to riding horses and showing off in front of the people, what else do you have?" After a few curses, Zeng Rui's anger seemed not to be fully released. He turned his head and looked

He said to Kamba and Zhiyang who got out of the BMW, "I smashed them all."

After receiving the order, Kamba Zhiyang turned around at the same time and took out two spare engineering shovels from the trunk of the BMW 740li. In less than ten minutes, the originally luxurious and splendid Ziwei Pavilion hall was smashed.

The mess was like a demolition site.

"Listen up, there are still fifty-two minutes. If I can't see Zhiwei, I want all of you in Ziwei Pavilion to be buried with you." Looking at the electronic watch hanging on the wall, Zeng Rui also issued an ultimatum.



Everyone running on the road had different dreams when they first started out. Some hope to stand out and honor their ancestors, some hope to be powerful and no longer bullied by others, some hope to drive a good car and fuck, and some

With more lofty ideals, I hope that I can set the rules by myself.

But as long as they continue to run on the road, all ideal goals will eventually come to the same idea one day or at a certain point in time, which is for money.

The famous historian and writer Sima Qian said this in "Historical Records": "Every bustling world is for the benefit of coming; the bustling world is for the benefit of going."

This is easy to understand. All living beings flock here for the sake of profit. Similarly, they will also go their separate ways for the sake of profit.

When you come out to hang out, no matter how big you are or how famous you are, if you don't have money, you will fail. Wang Dagou is the most obvious example. In terms of his fame and status, if he masters the wealth he deserves at the age when he should understand, he will be a failure in the north of the city.

Who dares not to call me "Dog Master"?

But right now, he is still an old bastard who has to bend his back for five buckets of rice.

Zhiwei, who followed Wang Dagou around, could not transcend the world. At best, he woke up earlier than his elder brother, so he owned the Ziwei Pavilion, a cornucopia of money trees that had remained unchanged for twenty years.

Ziwei Pavilion went from being penniless to becoming a household name on Chengbei Road. We won’t mention how much hard work Zhiwei put in here, but what is certain is that Ziwei Pavilion is now more famous than Zhiwei, and Zhiwei can

Maintaining the current glamorous life depends on Ziwei Pavilion.

Zeng Rui's move on the Ziwei Pavilion was like stabbing his heart with a sharp knife. Without the Ziwei Pavilion, the foundation of An family's life would be gone. How could Zhiwei not panic?
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