On Dizang's mobile phone screen, there is a photo that is not considered cleansing.

The photo was a screensaver of another mobile phone that he took. The screensaver of the astigmatism was a group photo of three young, tender, grinning and silly grinning. It was me, Qian Long and Yang Chen.

I have a lot of impression on this photo. It was taken by Yang Chen on his fifteenth birthday outside the alley in his hometown. At that time, he had dropped out of school and worked as a small worker in the market to deliver vegetables. That day, he took a long leave. The three of us drank a whole bottle of Erguotou with two packs of peanuts.

I remember that I seemed to have washed four or five photos at that time, but I didn't know where I threw that photo.

"That night in the cemetery, Apiao and I met. Just when I thought it would be fine if I took her down, Lu Bing and Yang Chen appeared. When we were talking, the gunshots were the ones they fired." Dizang took a sip of beer and continued: "Lu Bing fired a few shots at me at that time."

As he spoke, he lifted up his clothes and exposed several wounds on both sides of the ribs.

The wound had scars, which proved that the injury should have been very light at that time.

"It's not difficult for me to seriously injure me with Lu Bing's gunshot technique, but he didn't know why he didn't do that." Dizang put down his clothes and rubbed his nose and said, "I was puzzled at the time and watched them take Ah Shui away. After they left, I habitually wanted to clean the scene, but I picked up Yang Chen's cell phone."

I asked quickly: "Where is his cell phone?"

"The cell phone is locked. Less than ten minutes after I picked it up, Yang Chen used another number to call his phone and asked me to throw it to the original place, saying that he had no malice towards your opponent." Dizang cleared his throat and said, "After thinking for a long time, I felt that he might just want to tell you this way, and throw the cell phone back to the distance according to his request."

I asked the most concerned question: "What was Yang Chen's state at that time?"

"It's no different from ordinary people." Dizang replied quickly, and then added: "But he is very thin, so thin that he is completely out of shape. He is even thinner than the one in your group photo. In addition, he is tall and looks exactly like a skinny and dry skeleton."

"Have he said anything else?" I asked, biting my cigarette mouth.

Dizang shook his head: "No."

I lowered my head and fell into deep thought, making various assumptions in my mind, but I still couldn't figure out what Yang Chen wanted to do. Why did he wake up and not meet with us at the first time, so why would he appear in the He family's camp?

Did he want to lobby Lu Bing? But this doesn't make any sense. Lu Bing is He Lai's father's old general. When we met before, he told me very clearly that all he could do was not to raise his sword to face us, and his position must be at the He family.

How could such a person with a firm attitude change his mind because Yang Chen, who just gave him a "grace for a meal"?

In conjunction with Li Junfeng telling me today, Lu Bing borrowed money from Brother Hei a few days ago. If nothing unexpected happens, the money is likely to be borrowed for Yang Chen. At first, I thought he wanted to help Yang Chen settle down in Malaysia, but when Yang Chen and Lu Bing appeared in the cemetery at the same time, this hypothesis was self-defeating.

I rubbed my chin and said to myself: "Brother, what do you want to do?"

“Buzz…”

At this time, the phone in my pocket vibrated again. When I saw that it was Qian Long's number, I quickly picked it up.

"My son is going to pick him up. Dad and Lao Gao will be near our apartment soon." A fool's smile came from the receiver: "Mr. Gao said, don't let us spend money, just find a place to deal with it. I think Liu Ji beef noodles near our apartment are quite suitable. Let's add ten yuan more beef for each person. Don't let Lao Gao feel like we are stinging."

Before I could say anything, Qian Long had already hung up in a hurry.

"Damn it." I curled my lips with laughter and cry. It was obvious that when Qian Long came out, he was cheated by Gao Lisong when he avenged himself in Zheng City. Compared to the fake gentlemen who were short of brothers all day long and had hypocritical smiles on his face, Qian Long was definitely a real villain who had grudges and never had overnight. In his world, when you can't afford to offend you, you are the old man. If you catch a little opportunity, you must kneel down.

I blew and said, "Let's go, Brother Di and accompany me to see the distinguished guests."

"Change clothes, look at you who buried Bati, who can believe you are the boss of a big company if you say it out." Dizang pointed to the blood stains on my body and said, "By the way, when I talk about clothes, I remembered another thing. When I came back today, a blood dress was hung at the door of our house. I don't know what kind of blood was written with the words "blood debt and blood payment". The handwriting should be a primary school student."

I was stunned and asked curiously: "Where do you think of that bloody clothing?"

"I've been left in the trash can, can I still keep it for the New Year?" Dizang smiled and said, "It's probably done by the He family. In Xiaoyu's words, this is called spiritual tactics. The whole torn dress scares you to be alert. In the end, the dog will not move. We are overwhelmed by the tired people. Don't worry, I won't go anywhere during this period, just stay by your side."

I grabbed my eyebrows and said, "No, I'm still putting it in the hospital. Otherwise, you can protect him. I can at least run away when I encounter trouble. His fat aisle is panting."

"He doesn't care about his life. I just called him and he had already transferred to the public security hospital with Lezi. These days, unless he was impatient with his old stool, no one dared to play with fire in front of everyone." Dizang smiled and said, "It was also his repeated instructions to let me stay by your side."

Seeing the strange smile on Dizang's face, I instinctively trembled and muttered: "Why do I feel so sturdy that I'm going to surround me again?"

"This time, there is no such thing. Xiaoyu just refused He Lai and was blackmailed by the Wangzhe family in the cemetery this time. He designated this revenge to be remembered by us. In fact, it was Xiaoyu and your master Kun's conspiracy to cheat the He family's money." Dizang grabbed the back of his head and said, "I had a simple fight with Mr. Kun, and Mr. Kun fell in front of the He family's real estate company. Xiaoyu used Mr. Kun's mobile phone to Mr. Zhao San of the King's Chamber of Commerce. "

"Uh..." I touched my nose speechlessly.

"Mr. Kun is short of money recently, but he is unwilling to ask you. He doesn't like to misappropriate the stolen money he has seized, so he found Xiaoyu and wanted him to help him get some. Xiaoyu simply took advantage of the problem and made such a move." Dizang continued: "In the whole thing, He Lai was really wronged. He did nothing and was blackmailed by someone who was lightly blackmailed and 10 million yuan. The key is that he was a mute swallowing yellow lotus."

...

More than ten minutes later, with Dizang's support, we came to the "Liu Ji Beef Noodle" near the apartment, a neighborhood restaurant that only had four square tables.

When we arrived at the place, Qian Long was talking to Gao Lisong with his legs crossed.

I glanced at Qian Long's socks that had fallen to his toes, and I smiled and stretched out my hand to Gory Song with a polite attitude: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much."

I guess I am more comfortable returning to my hometown to live. Gao Lisong has gained a lot of weight, and her business suit can't wrap around her slightly sagging beer belly.

Gorry Song held my palm with a smile on his face: "Lang Ge is still in style. When I see your mental state, I have made a lot of money recently."

Behind Gao Lisong, Xie Hongyong, who was always following him, waved two slaps, slapped the green-headed fly buzzing in front of his face, and said dissatisfiedly: "Wang Lang, your stingy skills are getting more and more sophisticated. We come from afar, so please treat us to this?"

"You don't understand this. Iron juice is definitely a star-rated hotel. After all, everyone is just pulling sheepskin for dogs, but entertaining friends still requires this kind of dirty stall to have the most soul. It is called food. What ordinary people are happy to eat is the real delicacy." Qian Long waved his mouth without a big front teeth and waved at the owner of the restaurant: "Old Liu, I'll book a restaurant today. These are my biological buddies. You can't break the good food."

After saying that, Qian Long took out a few wrinkled tickets from his pocket and slapped them on the table, with his eyes on his face as a nouveau riche: "Eat good, eat expensive, Lao Gao, Lao Xie, Lao Xie, I won't be polite to me, otherwise I'll be anxious!"

Xie Hongyong sneered contemptuously: "Can you still have some face? The most expensive cold beef in this place is only 38. Can you buy a chicken?"

"Today is good. It's very suitable for me, Dizang, to give you a tight skin. What do you think?" Qian Long held a cigarette in his mouth, snapped his fingers, and banged his mouth at Xie Hongyong.

Xie Hongyong glanced at Dizang, who was smiling and decisively swallowed up the unfinished words.

"Hahaha, kidding, I'm such a tasteless Yin'er." Qian Long immediately burst into laughter.

A man's happiness is often the case that you do something very exciting and happens to be speechless.

Gao Lisong was very smart and smoothed out his brother, sat down and said, "Eating is a trivial matter, Lang Ge, let's talk about cooperation..."
Chapter completed!