As soon as I got off the bus, I felt the vibration of the phone in my trouser pocket. I paused for a moment, frowned and took out the phone. I glanced at it. There was an address and a sentence: "I want to see my brother! I can't wait any longer."
!! Whatever happened, let’s solve it today!”
I looked at the phone and lowered my head in silence. Gao Dong came over in confusion, frowned and said, "What's wrong?"
"Something happened!" I frowned, looked at Wang Mumu, and said again: "I'll drive away. You take Brother Dong and Brother Xin back to Caesars to find Dakang and the others!!!"
"Can you... do it by yourself??" Fu Xin asked a little worriedly.
"Haha!" I smiled, took the car keys from his hand, and walked towards the car.
"... When it comes to making money, he can't do it, and when it comes to negative consequences, even ten of me can't compare to him!! Don't worry about him, let's go!!" Wang Mumu pulled Fu Xin, shook his head and said, stopped a taxi, and then
The three people sat on it and left first.
And I got into the driver's seat, first sat in the car, made a few phone calls, then used my arm to skillfully start the car, and slowly left.
...
On the other end, Shen Qing ran out of the hospital and got into a taxi. In less than ten minutes, he arrived at Queen's Road, paid the fare, and hurriedly got out of the car.
“Bang!!!”
Shen Qing frowned, pushed the revolving door, and walked into the lobby. He just took out his phone and followed the financial officer who came over, shouting loudly: "Brother Qing!!! What happened? You need money so urgently??"
"...I can't tell! Withdraw the money first!!" There are four keys to the safe, one for Shen Qing, one for each person in the finance office, one for the director, one for the accountant, and one for the cashier. He was injured.
When he went home to get the keys, he was afraid that his sister would think too much, so he had to ask the finance manager to help him open the iron door and safe in the basement.
"...Okay, let's go!!" The finance manager was anxious to go home, so he didn't ask any more questions. He took out the keys in his handbag and walked into the security lounge on the first floor. There were a few people sitting there.
, playing poker and drinking beer boredly.
"Brother Qing!! Brother Wang!!" The door to the lounge was pushed open. Several strong men in the room were stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and packed the things on the table in a panic.
"Get out!!" Shen Qing glanced at the k powder, playing cards, scattered cash, military thorns, daggers, beer and other things in the tinfoil on the table, frowned and scolded.
"...Okay!!" A strong man nodded quickly. Can smiled and put the K powder in the trash can. He winked at the others and walked out first.
"Bang!" Shen Qing turned around and kicked the door of the lounge, and cursed through gritted teeth: "You are a bully, you are a bully all the time! You don't even know how to make some b-money!"
What a waste!!"
"..." Finance looked at it, but Shen Qing didn't dare to say anything.
"Let's go!!" Shen Qing pushed the table away roughly and walked to the end of the lounge. He saw a step leading to the basement. Shen Qing took the lead and walked down the step. Directly in front of him was a new Feige security door.
Shen Qing twisted the twist lock that protected the keyhole a few times, cut open the iron plate, inserted the key, opened the security door, and walked into the basement with his finances.
...
Outside the door, several internal security guards were smoking cigarettes and chatting in the corridor. A young man who was not very young touched his bald head and said speechlessly: "Why is the boss here??"
"...It's okay, don't ask around! Let's call it quits for today, let's play again tomorrow!!" The leading young man who was talking to Shen Qing just now said with a frown.
"...**, I lost more than 00, and you told me not to play anymore??" Another strong man in his twenties said unhappily.
"Wow!!" The leading young man found a thousand dollars from the money in his hand, still on the ground, and said lightly: "I don't let you play, you are like begging grandpa, beg me, and then you lose."
Damn Laiji...take the money and get out of here, fuck!!"
"...If you don't perform well today, you will continue to be proud tomorrow!" The young man took the money, clicked it, put it in his pocket, and said with bared teeth.
"Get away jb, you go, I'll go home in a minute!!" The leading young man turned to say to everyone, unfastened his belt, and walked quickly to the bathroom on the first floor.
"Let's go and have a drink!!"
"I don't want to drink. I took a few trips just now and my nose hurts. I won't go!!"
"Let's go, let's go!! My wife is about to get off work, let her eat something by the way...!"
The rest of the internal security guards hugged their necks and waists, exchanged loudly, and rushed out of the Queen's door. The young man who entered the toilet lay on the door and glanced outside, leaned against the toilet door, and slowly took out his phone,
Called it.
...
On the other side, Zheng Kun was lying in his residence on the lower bunk of his room, wearing glasses, lighting a desk lamp, smoking a cigarette, and reading the Bible. Looking at it from a distance, he was still shining brightly.
His house is also a duplex. Not only Zheng Kun lives here, but also several desperadoes sent from other places live with him. His room is at the end and the decoration is quite good, but he doesn't like it very much.
After some discussion, the owner smashed everything in the house, painted the walls white, bought two iron chairs and placed them neatly against the wall, and placed a two-story iron frame bed next to the window.
It was covered with military green bedding, prison regulations were hung on the wall, and a bookshelf and writing desk were placed underneath.
The lights in the whole room are dim because all the light bulbs in the prison are of low intensity. If they are too bright, Zheng Kun will not be used to it...
Anyone who looks at Zheng Kun's room will first think that it is a prison in a furniture building. Everyone who has been to this room will tell them that Zheng Kun is sick.
But only he himself knows that he really can't stand it. For more than 13 years, only by sleeping in this environment can he feel at ease and be able to sleep.
“Beep bell bell!!!”
There was a rapid ringing of the phone. Zheng Kun frowned, put down his glasses, and picked up the phone.
"Brother Kun... Shen Qing is here!! Went to the basement, oh, and finance came with him!!" The leading young man in the toilet whispered while covering the phone.
Zheng Kun grinned and said lightly: "Well, I know!!"
The two of them ended the call with one sentence each. Zheng Kunteng stood up, took the clothes on the wall, walked out of the door, stood in the corridor and shouted: "You are not asleep!!! Come out to work!!"