I don’t know how long I was sleeping, but when I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on the sofa in an office, not only dry mouth, but my brain was even more drowsy, but it was not the kind of discomfort I felt like food poisoning.

When I sat up, I saw Cheng Zhiyuan wearing a white shirt leaning on the desk opposite me, raising the computer.

Cheng Zhiyuan's head poked out from behind the computer screen and smiled at me: "I'm awake. There is stomach tea on the coffee table. Drink it while it's hot. The red wine with the ingredients will definitely be too heavy after drinking it. Fortunately, you drink less, otherwise you will have to be sent to the hospital for stomach washing. Wait a while, I'll finish this!"

"What does Brother Cheng mean?" I glared at him in dissatisfaction: "You don't want me to attack Yang Fushan and just say it. As for whether to add food to the wine!"

"I tell you straight to you, don't you listen to me? I know you thoroughly thoroughly. If you make a decision, I'm afraid that nine cows can't get it back." Cheng Zhiyuan said unhappily: "Besides, if he really starts to take action, no one can stop me. What if you don't make you dizzy? But speaking of it, I really miss your energy, and build a country from scratch."

"It makes me faint, he has to act or move!" I interrupted him rudely and growled: "Brother Cheng, if you talk to me well, I can really make a fuss today, but if you use this method, Yang Fushan must die, and no one can do it!"

"I used your phone to video the animal under your command to warn him to touch Yang Fushan, and immediately throw you down from the building." Cheng Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Yang Fushan has been sent to the hospital for gastric lavage. There are several police friends around to protect the ground. Your people should not be so ignorant of the depth."

"Okay, thank you Brother Cheng for your hospitality, I remember." I grabbed my nose and dragged my weak legs towards the door.

I don’t know how to describe the aggrievance in my heart. Cheng Zhiyuan is not very far from me. Not to mention his identity as the King’s Chamber of Commerce, even if I see my cousin’s relationship, I shouldn’t target me like this. I wouldn’t let it go without helping me, but I deliberately dragged me back.

"I said, I don't know the village head, and he is not enough to let me save me." Cheng Zhiyuan, who was sitting behind the desk, staring at the computer screen with all his attention, while slowly squirming the corner of his mouth: "Don't let you touch him, it's all for your own good. Business people know that money is important and not in the hurry. Don't you, a society, know that haste, will not achieve success?"

I had already walked behind the door and heard his words, and hesitated for a few seconds and then returned to my head.

"Let me tell you this. In addition to the people you arranged, there are also two groups of people who have walked into your private room from Yang Fushan. You think, what are they doing?" Cheng Zhiyuan looked up at me with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Your people will do it. As long as you are photographed, you don't know what the consequences will be? It's better for your opponent to mess with you, at least you have a demand. You can exchange money or other things, but what if you do it by scanning the H?"

I swallowed without saying a word, staring at him.

"Have you been calm and peaceful, you have cultivated that everyone in the world except your wolf is eating a good meal?" Cheng Zhiyuan raised his tone and said: "I can point at your nose clearly and say, if you have this idea, then you are very close to destruction. It's not that no one can do you, they just want to smash you to death with one blow and never turn over. Do you understand?"

My irritable mood calmed down instantly with his scolding.

"What era is it? Are you still fucking playing tricks to conquer the world by swords and guns!" Cheng Zhiyuan slapped the keyboard with a "slap" and stood up straight: "You think where is this place, overseas or the Middle East, can you lead two outlaws to revolt? Why did Yang Liming come to Guangping in person? Just to pay homage to his parents? You said you don't know anything every day, fuck! Use the Apocalypse tank to attack me... Chen Huajiao, can you still have some thrusts and go over and tell your brother... "

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly jumped up excitedly, and pounded twice as hard as he looked at the wall next door like a mental illness.

"I can't afford to play, right? Can't I afford to play...?"

While I was still dizzy, the door was pushed open from outside, and a familiar voice came in.

I looked closely and found that this person was my cousin Chen Huajiao. I opened my mouth wide in surprise: "Brother, why are you...?"

"You'll talk later." Chen Huajiao pushed me away, stepped onto the desk in three steps, and slapped his lips with a smile on his face: "If you lose, you lose. Don't make such bad excuses. I've made more than 100 apocalypse. You haven't found out where I am yet, why fight me? Don't turn shirk responsibility into a normal state."

"Get out. If I hadn't been chatting with you, the unlucky brother, wouldn't I be able to fight?" Cheng Zhiyuan cursed: "I'll talk about it for a long time, and he'd blamed me."

"Xiaolang, do you know how to play games?" Chen Huajiao turned around and waved to me: "Come on, look at your Brother Cheng's situation. Do you know that he is powerless to fight back and still have to struggle to death. It doesn't matter if he struggles. The key is that he chose nothing right."

I moved my small steps and walked over quickly, glanced at the computer screen, and coughed dryly, "Brother, I can't understand the games you are playing."

"This is called Red Alert, the most popular game we were when we were young. There are probably not many children who know it now." Chen Huajiao casually said: "This is development. New things will eventually replace the old dynasty, just like the change of seasons, irreversible and unchangeable."

I wrinkled my nose, knowing that he was teaching me through the game, and I didn't dare to continue the conversation.

"Heroes don't ask where they come from, wealth should be the source of their origin!" Chen Huajiao sat on the desk with a serious expression on his face: "I won't comment on whether your thoughts are right or not. I just want to take away that village head. What kind of reward can you get? Or if he dies, will the obstacles in front of you be reduced? Don't say nothing and answer me!"

I stumbled: "No way."

"Be confident and remove the word "bar"" Cheng Zhiyuan joked unscrupulously: "Not only will it not decrease, but it will also become more difficult. Regardless of the relationship between Yang Liming and Yang Fushan, isn't it like slapping him in front of him? I don't know what Yang Liming thinks, anyway, I will definitely think so."

"Yang Fushan can die, but it must die on the most suitable blade." Chen Huajiao raised his arm and poked my forehead with hatred and love: "The third son has been saying that you are smarter than me and more cunning than him. From me, he really overestimated you. You are just a silly sweet... Black. If you ask someone to kill Yang Fushan, at most you will feel resentment. What else can you gain? Since you already know that the dog is eating all over the world with a big mouth and chewing Ao Hui while gnawing, why don't you think about this aspect?"

I was stunned for a few seconds and whispered: "Brother, what do you mean..."

"You'll talk later. Let me see what your master and third son asked me to tell you. I was so angry that I couldn't remember the lines." Chen Huajiao interrupted me without saying anything, took out his cell phone and pulled it a few times, and continued: "Oh yes, that's what they said. If Yang Fushan took the initiative to surrender to Yang Liming and tell him what kind of effect would it be? Yang Liming not only saved his face, but also gave him a selfless praise. Think about it carefully. You are so fucking angry that you are so angry."

Looking at the veins that kept jumping on his forehead because of his anger, I hugged him with a thick face: "Brother, are you okay?"
Chapter completed!