Chapter 185： Hang (1/2)

”Take the Red River.”

”Oh!”

On Hongmei Street, the owner of the convenience store drew a bag of boutique Honghe and patted it on the counter.

The customer was Lao Kai Fang, and he got angry in a moment: ”Well, are you deliberate, aren't I like a man who smokes fifteen bucks? Want a big red river!”

”Oh.”

The boss absently changed a bag, took another five yuan coins, and threw them one by one in the drawer, the poor clanging.

He had been a little scared since the child was almost lost that night. You think, right under your eyes, knowing that something is wrong and not stopping it, you must take responsibility, whether it is reasonable or legal.

The child was really lost. He was so **** crazy that he could tear himself. This kind of person is very good-looking, strong in the outside, strong in action, the real point of movement to persuade, it is indeed a lot of security.

The people in the immigration village hated him so much that they would rather run another street to other shops than buy things here. Thanks to the former neighborhood relief, otherwise it would have long been yellow.

And the customer tore open the package, shook the chicken's claws and lit a cigarette, both arms were shaking, and they were about to cross the road. As a result, after just a few steps, I heard ”didi” twice.

The car came in a hurry, he quickly jumped back, looked up, and saw an off-road vehicle with a foreign license plate passing by.

The new top match, from 800,000, looks arrogant in appearance.

”Well, this is Dongyun's car. How come Baicheng?”

The man swallowed a **** and turned a little strange.

”Didi!”

At this moment, there were two more sounds from there, and a car with a foreign license plate was driving. This time, I went directly to the next province, and the style was even more exaggerated. The car shell was like a hill.

Hey!

Even the boss is a little strange. What the hell?

This is not over yet, and immediately followed by the roar of various ”Boom” and ”Didi” vehicles. In just a few minutes, one luxury car after another drove in, mostly with foreign license plates, and occasionally a few sky-high license plates, not necessarily locals.

”...”

The two were aggressive and stunned for a moment. The man said, ”Evil! I have lived for more than thirty years and have not seen this scene in Baicheng!”

”Where do you say they go?” The boss said.

”In addition to the Phoenix episode, there is Phoenix Mountain. Is it a group tour? It's not like it!”

The man suddenly gave a clap and clapped his hands suddenly: ”Oh, I know! We may be divided into new districts, ya are here to buy real estate!”

Get out of your mother's egg!

The boss spit and couldn't bother him.

...

Not to mention them, just say that more than a dozen cars are connected in a series, walking through the side street, passing the Fenghuangji, and then driving north, seeing a vein of Qingshan far.

Followed again on the gravel road, entered a large wasteland, and finally stopped in front of a courtyard. Because there are too many cars, it can only be drained out of the gate, which is so bright and amazing.

The car door opened, and more than 20 people came down from the hula. They were not old, and they were clearly divided into two groups. One is the master, who is full of the talent characteristics of officials, aunts, and *; the other is a bodyguard with a slightly strange style and a large box in his hand.

They are not bystanders. They are the children who rushed to do business after receiving the news.

This group of people rushed into the small building, and they were crowded tightly. Yuan Peiji was also in it, responsible for reception coordination. In the thirty-six provinces of Xia Guo, this time half came. Everyone is no worse than him. Throw them here and they are all top families.

”I said Lao Yuan, this place is too small, so the cover is bigger, it ’s not enough to sit.”

As soon as I heard this accent, I knew it was from Beijing. This person is quite tall, with a large, rounded waist and thick eyebrows. He looks straight and thick, but he doesn't dare to despise it.

As soon as his words fell, another man who spoke in the Northwestern voice said, ”There is still this broken road, can you fix it? Not this time, I will come out of the money.”

”What's the matter with you, is Lao Yuan a man with no money? There must be a reason for people not to cultivate.” A handsome young man scorned.