"Li Si!" Zuo Qianhao looked at Li Si and gritted his teeth. For this person who was inextricably related to his son's death, he had basically determined that his son was the one who killed him. He glared at Li Si and said:
"Did you kill my son?"
Li Si was stunned, squinted his eyes, and took a puff of cigarette.
"Secretary Zuo, you are the official of Huainan City. You are a cultured person. I am just a little gangster, but even I know that you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense!" Li Si
Breathing out thick smoke, he showed no sign of any hooligan's consciousness. Instead, he stood in front of Zuo Qianhao like a boss and said with a smile: "Don't you, an intellectual, understand this?"
"You!" Zuo Qianhao sneered and said, "I will get to the bottom of this matter!"
"Hey, Secretary Zuo, this matter has its own priorities. You are so old, don't you know that Secretary Qin's case is much more urgent than your son's case?" Li Si sneered: "
Sir, we have also heard that there is a big bully in Huainan City who does all kinds of evil! Really, this happened, alas... I am very happy for you, you have finally been eliminated!"
Zuo Qianhao was so angry at Li Si's words that he almost had a heart attack. Although his son was very bad, to a certain extent, he was still his child after all. The tragedy of the white-haired man giving the black-haired man a gift actually happened in
It's really hard to accept this for myself.
"Li Si, let me lend you a word, everyone has his own destiny!" Zuo Qianhao said a word, turned around and left.
"Oh, Secretary Zuo, we haven't finished talking yet!" Li Si hurriedly chased after him.
Zuo Qianhao walked very fast, and Li Si could only trot behind him, shouting as he ran, "Secretary Zuo, um, were you involved in Secretary Qin's case?"
"You! Li Si, just now you said you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense!" Zuo Qianhao glared at him.
"That's different!" Li Si said proudly: "We are hooligans and you are the secretary of the municipal party committee, how can you compare with us!"
Zuo Qianhao glared at him and stopped talking. He knew that if he continued to struggle with Li Si, he would be angry to death sooner or later. He might as well go home early to eat and sleep and think about how to avenge his son.
Seeing Zuo Qianhao leave in a huff, Li Si was not to mention how happy he was. With a flick of his finger, the cigarette butt with sparks landed in a gorgeous parabola.
