More than an hour later, I went to a paint factory called Mengou District in Shangshangjing.

I, Qian Long, Zhu Wen and the two brothers from Jidong and Jibei who were tied up like rice dumplings came to the workshop filled with various finished paints.

"Why are we here?" I asked in confusion.

Qian Long took off the cap on his head and curled his lips carelessly: "This is where I go to work. I am the most familiar with this in the city. Now the whole factory is on holiday, so I will keep me in the door, hehe."

"When you go to work? Watch the door?" A lot of question marks suddenly appeared in my mind.

Qian Long wrinkled his nose, picked up two cups of hot water from the water dispenser not far away, handed it to me and Zhu Wen, and then smacked his lips at Zhu Wen: "Old Zhu, just this is the condition, don't bother with it."

Zhu Wen was stunned at first, then took the disposable water cup politely and responded with a smile: "I am so grateful if I have time to take hot water and take medicine. It seems that no one has called me Lao Zhu for many years."

"Your surname is Zhu, and you can't agree to call you Lao Li or Lao Wang." Qian Long smiled carelessly: "Have you patient for a while, my friend will come here to deliver food later."

"Thank you." Zhu Wen took a breath, then lowered his head and murmured: "I'm not too hungry."

"Fuck, eating is a human body rule, just like shit and fart. If you are not hungry, don't eat it. If you are capable, don't sleep even if you are not sleepy." Qian Long hummed in a vulgar manner: "The words are rough and the truth is not rough. You have seen them at such an age, and you must have seen them more young than us. You can't abuse yourself just because your son is gone. You have to think about it. You may also have another son when you are alive, but if it is gone, your Zhu family will really be out of the incense."

"Shh!" I winked at Qian Long and made his face look, hinting that he should not be stupid when speaking.

"Hahaha, it's right." Zhu Wen was silent for a few seconds and laughed out loudly, then took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, lowered his head and started taking medicine.

Seeing that Zhu Wen stopped paying attention to him, Qian Long yawned and looked at me again and said, "When Tang Huan came to Shangjing with you, he called Pangzha. Our best friend here is the madman's wife Chu Yu's family. Chu Yu contacted me again, so I went to the hospital."

I asked in confusion: "Then why are you in Shangshangjing?"

"Me?" Qian Long wiped the stubble around his lips and smiled bitterly: "This matter is a long story. After leaving Yangcheng, I went to Shancheng to see Chenzi, and then went back to our hometown for a few days. I accidentally found a ticket to get to Shangjing many years ago. It was probably left by my father or mother when I was alive. I thought that there was nothing to do anyway, so I came here to take a walk and walk around the route my parents walked when they were young."

Qian Long has never had any parents since he was a child, but he is completely different from Zhang Xingyu. His parents have passed away. We have seen them when we were very young. It is normal for some old people to keep at home. I lit up my head and asked again: "What's going on at work?"

"This matter is even more frustrating, it's so damn! Didn't I put a bank card in my hand when I left, but the card was lost and I needed an ID card to re-issue, but my ID card was thrown in the hotel. I was about to lose food, so I called the madman and Chu Yu came to answer me." Qian Long patted his head and explained: "At the beginning, Chu Yu arranged for me to be a manager in a real estate company under her family. Others don't know what I am like, you don't know how I am doing. Sitting honestly is not my style, and then I volunteered to drive a delivery truck. This paint factory is also the industry of Chu Yu's family."

Looking at him who was spitting out the fragrance, I curled my lips and cursed: "Tsk, what you said is better than singing. You must have caused trouble. I don't know you yet."

"I can see through it and say it thoroughly, and do you want to think that it's my son." Qian Long blushed and handed me a cigarette and said, "But I'm not unaware of this, I know someone..."

"Because we are a family, a family that loves each other..."

While he was talking, the cell phone in my pocket rang. The phone was from two brothers from Hebei and Hebei. Zhu Wen also contacted Wu Xu through this phone call before.

I looked at the caller ID and said it was "Brother Daxu", so I handed it to Qian Long directly.

Qian Long took it with a clear understanding, walked to the two brothers, and smiled and said, "Can you cooperate?"

"Yes, what you said is."

"Yes, yes, we will definitely follow the arrangements."

The man with a horse-faced face and a chick with a hook nose pointed his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Yeah, be good." Qian Long stuffed the ringing phone into his pocket, then bent down and picked up a small bucket marked "industrial alcohol" from the side, and poured it on the two of them like watering flowers from top to bottom.

The two of them were so scared that they struggled and shouted. Unfortunately, they tied each other up so strongly that the more they moved, the larger the area they were poured by alcohol.

Qian Long sneered his head and said, "This thing is just a bit of fire. If you two are tricky, I will throw the lighter on you and take you to experience the industrial process of authentic roast duck."

"No, absolutely not." The man with a horse face made a promise with a full crying voice.

"Come on, I'll call back again, what do you know?" Qian Long smiled and took out his cell phone to threaten.

More than ten seconds later, the phone was answered, and Wu Xu on the other end scolded him dissatisfied: "What are you doing? I haven't answered the phone for a long time. Where are you?"

The man with a horse face replied seriously: "Brother Xu, I just went there. Jibei stared at the old chairman going to the toilet. Now we are near an industrial park in Mengou District."

"Huh..." Wu Xu then breathed a sigh of relief: "Look at them, these two guys are cunning one by one. Zhu Wen is an old fox. He has never experienced any storms in his life. Wang Lang is a little lame and embarrassed, with broken hands and brains. Although he is not good at his legs and feet, his brain is fast, and he can cause trouble as long as he has the chance."

The horse-faced man immediately agreed: "Don't worry, brother, they are both tied up by us."

Wu Xu pondered for a while and asked again: "Why are you running to Mengou District? Didn't I ask you to wander around the city and wait for me?"

"Brother, it's not that we don't want to turn around, it's because the control here is too strict. Basically, there are inspections at every intersection. If you wander around the city, I'm afraid something will happen." The man with a horse face responded with a serene response. I think he must have fooled Wu Xu a lot, otherwise he would not be able to be proficient in his "business ability".

Qian Long leaned into his ear and murmured: "Ask him when he will arrive."

The horse-faced man repeated the question as Qian Long's instructions. Wu Xu on the other end did not answer, but instead asked suspiciously: "Why are you so quiet?"

The man with horse face was stunned and responded quickly: "It's not quiet in the car? What's the sound insulation effect of our car? You don't know, Jibei, you are talking to your elder brother."

"No need, please be careful. I will contact you after I get there." Wu Xu hung up the phone directly.

After putting down his phone, Qian Long looked at me and said, "Is it a piece of stuff exposed? Why do I feel like this basket is a bit...?"

"No, his personality has always been like this. He was extremely cautious before he really achieved his goal." Zhu Wen, who was sitting on the paint bucket next to him, suddenly spoke. After saying that, he looked at me and asked, "Do you plan to take this opportunity to set up a trap for Wu Xu?"

"To borrow the words of the hooked nose, it's not rude to come and not to be rude. If you want to meet me, I'll just touch him." I clenched my fists and pointed my head: "Old Zhu, you are old and can't stand the trouble. I'll ask my brother to send you to a safe place later. After taking the person down, I'll send it to you in person."

"Are you so sure you can take him?" Zhu Wen smiled back.

"That's sure." I nodded confidently, waved at Qian Long and said, "Call out the Liangliang team to our brothers."

"Ah?" Qian Long was stunned and grabbed the backbone of the nose and smiled: "There is no team? I am the only Yin'er. The madman and the others are still in the Kujia Kiln. The support from Yangcheng and Shancheng must be arrived at eight or nine o'clock in the evening. Oh, by the way, the person named Tang Huan is still there. He said that you can contact him after you rescue you."

"No one?" I staggered and coughed dryly, "Then why didn't you say that just now? I was digging a hole and burying Wu Xu. If I had known that there was no one, I would have fucked. We were just waiting to be buried by someone."

"Fuck, I'll be angry when I hear you." Qian Long snorted disdainfully: "What's wrong with the two of them? They beat the basket and beat the fool, they're still good enough to hit him! They must hit him!"

"Hahaha... Your child is interesting, very interesting." Zhu Wenli was amused and laughed loudly, blinking his eyes and looking at Qian Long: "I just heard you chat. Have your parents all passed away?"

"I've been dead for many years, why do you know each other?" Qian Long retorted impolitely.

Zhu Wen didn't care and pointed to the cigarette roll he was holding and said, "Can you give me one?"

"How old are you? Don't smoke. Besides, this kind of big front door is so strong. Don't let it go. I'll smoke it for you." Qian Longmeng took a sip of the cigarette mouth, then bounced the cigarette butt, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm afraid I won't smoke anymore, I won't smoke anymore."

"I don't have much smoking, I just suddenly want to smoke one." Zhu Wen's eyes darkened slightly, and he shook his head and sighed.

"Take it, smoke it, I can't stand the woman crying, and the old man frowned." Qian Long immediately took out a cigarette box from his pocket, lit one, and handed it to Zhu Wen's mouth: "When smoking, I'm a little bit smaller, this kind of cigarette is too rushing..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Wen was already choking and coughing violently.

"Look at you, you old man, just don't listen to others' advice." Qian Long quickly patted Zhu Wen's back twice, and then got up and took a glass of water for it.
Chapter completed!