"Num, I don't believe you really have the legendary xxist belief. It seems that this grandson is not cruel enough to bully us, so wake up!"
The old wolf kicked the chair away and shouted.
Immediately, a scoop of cold, fishy urine was splashed on Wu Yingxiong's face. The cold liquid was almost bone-piercing. Even a sleepy person would not be able to wake up for a while after being splashed with a scoop of urine, not to mention that the smelly urine would stain his face.
The wound was no weaker than table salt, and the pain was unbearable, and the pain even woke me up.
The pale light shone on the thick brass chain around the old wolf's neck, emitting a penetrating golden light. The old wolf said surreptitiously, "Say, Wu Gouxiong, don't be so fucking hard. No one can save you if you get in here."
I don’t want you to tell me, who is your master, who is his name, where does he live, what is his grandmother’s family, and what’s wrong with the people in the officialdom? Anyone who dares to challenge me will be crushed.”
Wu Yingxiong felt that his whole body was weighing a thousand kilograms, and his whole body was being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. The pain was excruciating, and during this severe pain, he was also itching unbearably, as if hundreds of ants had burrowed into his body.
He opened his pores and kicked his legs desperately to eat.
He is not a hero, and he has been inferior to others in recent years. In terms of courage, he is probably a little weaker than ordinary people.
Countless times, he was on the verge of collapse and wanted to confess so that he could be freed quickly.
But there were no words on his lips, and an indescribable unwillingness diluted this relief. It was because he was used to being a reptile. In the past two days, he had the opportunity to be a human being, and the feeling of being a human being was really great.
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He gritted his teeth so hard that the upper and lower teeth became stiff and the roots of his teeth were about to loosen, and he refused to spit out a single word.
In fact, he didn't know any of the things Lao Lang asked, but he didn't want to say he didn't know, as if saying he didn't know was a sign of submission and a supreme blasphemy against a certain impulse that suddenly burst out in his bones.
After struggling for a while, seeing that Wu Yingxiong was dying, the old wolf waved his hand to stop. An inexplicable sense of frustration arose in his heart. He punched the wall hard and cursed, "What the hell is going on now?"
Even a mouse is as timid as a tiger. That’s all. I
I can tell. That guy is just a small cadre. If he really has a big background, Gou Xiong Wu will brag to his death. He is paralyzed and dares to disgrace me. He must look good to him. Lao Dao, Fat Bear, call a few
Brother, I poured paint on the door panel.
Teach that grandson a lesson."
Lao Lang is indeed considered a figure in the world of the underworld, but after a severe crackdown and rectification, the black forces have completely broken their backbone. No matter how good they are, they still know that people in the officialdom cannot be offended.
But if you can't offend him openly, why can't you offend him secretly? What's more, the old wolf is not alone.
"Brother Lang, let me tell you, why bother with this? Like me, find a place where no one is around, take the trouble, beat him up, and you will know you are honest."
Lao Dao rubbed his teeth and said.
The old wolf glared and said, "How many times have I told you like a dog? It's a taboo to hit and kill. It's easy to cause big problems if you attack ordinary people. If you dare to lower your paws to the officials, you think my life is too long."
, or something?”
Fat Bear said, "You can't be too cheap on your grandson. If you don't do it well, that guy will think that our man has no seeds, so he doesn't dare to do anything cruel to him. I think we should use the flowers and bamboos inside.
Everything was pulled out and the room was splashed with paint. Even if you want to live in it, you have to go to great lengths to clean it up."
Snap!
As soon as Fat Bear finished speaking, he received a heavy blow on the head. The old wolf glared and said, "Idiot! That house belongs to me. If it's damaged, he can't live in it. I can't live in it either. Do you think I'm talking to that drunkard who is an official?"
I'm so angry, I'll hit you
I've heard that a house in that area is worth a lot of money. I have to get it. If I have to go through the trouble like you said, wouldn't I just urinate all over my feet and not mess up at all? Just get a door panel.
, I’ll teach you a lesson!”
The old wolf led the way. The door panel of Xue Xiang's new house has simply become a kindergarten child's drawing board. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, almost all the colors found in the world are gathered there. If you look carefully, there are a few lines.
In large letters, there are all kinds of threats and scary words written on them.
Xue Laosan straddled the bicycle with one foot on the ground. He stared blankly for a while before he came to his senses.
At first, he thought it was Wu Yingxiong's postmodern structuralism and beastly impressionism style. But when he thought about the brass chain he encountered in the yard two days ago, and the harsh words he uttered when walking away from the brass chain, he realized
You know who set up the battle in front of you.
He excitedly came to visit his new home, but in the end, he was splashed with paint by the underworld. This kind of trick that he had only seen on TV happened to him.
It's all new, if something goes wrong, you have to call the police.
The call was dialed, and the people's police arrived promptly. Within half an hour, three policemen sitting on a tricycle arrived at the end of the field.
I spent ten minutes writing notes, walking around the door panel, not even asking who I had an enmity with, and just saying "Waiting for news". As soon as the tricycle chimney farted, the people's police disappeared from the eyes of the people.
Xue Xiang was in a daze, unable to recall what he was saying.
The saleslady who borrowed the phone reminded him, "What's wrong with you? Do you think you are the governor or the mayor? You expect people to risk their lives for you over such a trivial matter? It's just a door panel. The case is solved."
You can’t even get a detention, and the police can’t even match your political achievements, but they have to work hard and search for you all over the world, and you can’t even get the gas money back..."
Xue Xiang suddenly realized that he had been in the upper echelons for a long time, and his little things were mostly treated as big things by the people below him. Now, he really encountered something that he thought was not a small matter. People didn't know his identity, but they treated him like nothing.
Xue Xiangzheng was scratching his head, who should he ask to deal with this shit? The saleswoman said again, "I'm telling you, I think you've just moved here and you look like a decent person, so I'll just remind you that you've been doing this lately.
This area is really not peaceful, so be careful. Yesterday, just yesterday at noon, the sky was clear and the sun was bright.
Yes, a fat man happened to be on the phone at my place. A car came and almost destroyed my shop. Several people jumped out of the car and dragged the fat man into the car.
It’s said in the play, in broad daylight, everything is clear, blah, blah, blah, these people are simply lawless.”
Xue Xiangmeifeng gathered together coldly and said in a deep voice, "What does that fat man look like? Maybe I know him, so I have to tell his family."
The saleswoman slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, look at me, that fat guy was in and out of your house yesterday... Oh, why did you leave before I finished speaking?"
Selling goods is lonely, and it is not easy to meet and chat with people. It is even more difficult to meet and chat with a handsome guy. When Xue Xiang left, the sales lady was really reluctant to leave. (To be continued...)