The situation in his hometown was also under their control. There was an old mother and a lovely sister at home. Thinking about the cold-blooded murderous aura on Li Moyang's body just now, Zou Xiaogang felt terrified and at a loss.

After a while, Zou Xiao just came back to his senses, hurriedly went downstairs, found an Internet cafe and surfed the Internet. As soon as he opened QQ, the three groups were very lively.

"The little fox boy is good, this video is great,"

"Foreigners are really good at playing new tricks. An ordinary striptease turned out to be something new, eight mistakes,"

"Brother Gangzi is mighty. I know brothers are working hard. I posted a video to relax. Thank you Brother Gang,"

Zou Xiaogang was stunned and hurriedly checked the group sharing. Sure enough, there was a video file with the title "Hot striptease performance, absolutely refreshing."

"It's broken, this is definitely posted by this guy Li Moyang. This can't be a Trojan horse virus, right?" Zou Xiaogang is not a fool, and he guessed the purpose of this video at a glance.

"Don't download this video..." Zou Xiaogang hurriedly tapped the keyboard. Just as he was about to hit the enter key to send it, he suddenly thought of something.

You must never tell the truth, otherwise, people in the group will misunderstand you even more, and even hate you. Maybe these guys will chase you thousands of miles away if they lose their money.

Zou Xiaogang hesitated for a long time and revoked this sentence, silently deleting the video files in the three groups. More than 80 people in the national group had downloaded it, and 40 people in his own two groups had downloaded it.

"It's over, it's completely over," Zou Xiaogang was scared to death. If this was really a Trojan horse software, that guy Li Moyang came from Binhai and wasted his energy for a long time. He couldn't just post a hot video for fun, right? , this is definitely a Trojan horse software.

Zou Xiaogang finally figured this out. He hesitated on the keyboard with his hands for a long time, and finally typed a line of words: My computer is infected.

Zou Xiaogang clicked the enter button to send, thinking: Everyone, I can only do this, don't blame me.

Then the group was in chaos, and someone cursed: "What a cunt, you are on the pornographic Internet, right?" "Damn, there can't be a virus, right?"

Those shouts and curses made Zou Xiaogang feel very uncomfortable. These people only knew each other in the group and had never met each other. A common interest connected him with these people.

These people are a bunch of heartless people who are greedy for money and will do anything for money.

Why did I get mixed up with such a bunch of people?

Zou Xiaogang sat in silence for a long time, silently disbanded his two groups, and withdrew from the national group.

Sitting on the chair, Zou Xiaogang smelled the choking smell of smoke in the Internet cafe, and suddenly realized that the smell of smoke was very fragrant. He raised his hand and shouted: "Network administrator, take a pack of cigarettes, Golden Leaf, and a lighter."

The network administrator sent a pack of gold leaves with a bang, and a lighter was paid for. Zou Xiaogang lit one, took a puff, and choked until he coughed.

He had never smoked before and always felt that smoking was bad for his health. But now that he had taken a puff, he felt the charm of tobacco. It was indeed a good thing to anesthetize the nerves and remove worries.

After choking for a few puffs, Zou Xiaogang finally got the hang of it. He smoked two cigarettes in a row, thought for a while, put the cigarettes in his pocket, paid and left.

After returning home, he packed up some trash and threw the smashed laptop into a garbage bag. He couldn't stay in this house anymore, and he didn't know who would come after him one day.

Zou Xiaogang closed the doors and windows, pulled down the air switch, and locked both doors.

Arriving at the gate of the community, Zou Xiaogang looked back at the building where his home was located and sighed. The house he had worked so hard to earn was just sitting idle.

After sitting in the car, Zou Xiaogang called his mother and sent a text message to his sister Zou Li, telling him that he was going to develop elsewhere and asked his sister to take good care of his mother.

Then Zou Xiaogang breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his forehead, sobered up for a while, then started the car and drove towards the highway.

Is he worth following? Zou Xiaogang asked himself for a long time, but he had no answer.

…

It was already evening when Li Moyang and Hu Shengsong returned to Binhai. When the car arrived near Hu Shengsong's house, this guy was carrying a big suitcase and was about to get off: "You only left one million, you are so good, buddy."

"Money is like a bastard. It won't come when you want it. It will appear in front of you at any time when you don't want it. One million is enough for pocket money," Li Moyang said lightly.

"You are awesome. I have seen how awesome you are today, so I won't say anything else. I will go home and hide the money first."

"You, you can only make a small profit. Remember to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau tomorrow to register a construction and decoration company. You will have plenty of money in the future. Take a long-term view."

"That's nonsense, I understand," Hu Shengsong said proudly, carrying the cash box and strolling home.

Li Moyang stepped on the accelerator and rushed to Tianyuan Community. His cousin Tang Yuqing called with something urgent. He couldn't explain clearly on the phone and sounded very anxious.

Passing by the Binglan Big Bucket Water Station, Li Moyang stopped the car and decided to go in and take a look. Brother Xiao Ma ran away, but Brother Zhao still maintained his business. This water station can be regarded as his own industry at present.

Brother Zhao is here, still bald, and a small table is covered with barbecued meat, clams, stir-fried kohlrabi, and two large plastic bags of Tsingtao beer.

There are some weird things in Binhai: walking outside in swimsuits, riding bikes faster than walking, putting beer in plastic bags, first-class beauties marrying foreigners, selling sea water, using kelp to entertain friends, calling little girls Xiaomaner...

These "weird things" are the condensed characteristics of Binhai's long-term accumulated customs and customs. They read like a catchy limerick and allow outsiders to have a deep understanding of Binhai's local customs and characteristics.

Brother Zhao was very surprised when he saw Li Moyang come in. Li Moyang hasn't been here for a long time. What is he going to do today?

"Hello, boss, what are you doing today?" Brother Zhao was very low-key and kept his airs very low.

"It's okay, I'm passing by, you continue to drink," Li Moyang looked at the ice blue water station. Zhao Tiezhu and other workers were off work, and only Brother Zhao was there.

"Why don't we have some together?" Brother Zhao diligently found a cup, picked up the plastic bag, and poured a cup.

"Okay, just have a drink," Li Moyang took the glass and took a big sip of the cold Tsingtao beer, which was very enjoyable in the hot summer.

"How is business lately?" Li Moyang asked, putting down his wine glass.

Brother Zhao said to himself that he was afraid of whatever he wanted. Li Moyang seemed to ask casually, but in fact it was not simple.

Tell the truth.

Brother Zhao made up his mind, Li Moyang is a person, maybe he will be the next boss of Binhai, so he must hold his thigh.

Brother Zhao believes in his own eyes and has been in the world for decades. If he doesn't have this kind of eyesight in the world, then those decades of wandering are really in vain.

"Boss, we have earned back a year's water money. Now we just need to maintain operations. In addition, there is still a lot of advertising money. I will keep it for you."

"Yes, those advertising fees can be repaid, which is beyond my expectation," Li Moyang was a little surprised.

It is said that in the last battle on the streets of Taitung, the Knight Riding Battalion suffered heavy damage. Jiang Yuheng and his gang left Binhai for training again. Brother Xiao Ma and Brother Leopard ran away again. It can be said that the Knight Riding Battalion was on the verge of collapse and disbandment.

These businesses can continue to place advertisements on buckets, which shows that their idea is successful.

"Yes, the main reason is that our large buckets of water are spreading too many goods at one time, and these business owners are not fools. The protection fees have become advertising fees, and they can enter many families in Binhai City. Who wouldn't want a win-win situation,"

Brother Zhao patted his bald head, raised his thumb and praised: "Your creativity is great, I admire it, I am so impressed."

Li Moyang smiled and waved his hand: "The Brotherhood and Blood Soul Hall have not come to cause trouble again,"

"No, they never came again," Brother Zhao looked around, stepped forward, and said mysteriously in a low voice: "They have too much time to take care of themselves, hehe."

"Oh, tell me," Li Moyang tried to figure out something.

"There is a legend in the world that the Brotherhood's Sea Palace Casino was taken over by a few people and had an international impact. This incident alarmed the top brass.

The Sea Palace was closed down due to suspicion of gambling, but it has recently opened again. After all, there are people in the provincial capital, but now it only operates catering and no longer operates casinos. The business is not as good as before,"

"Business is not as good as before, and they are even more interested in our buckets of water," Li Moyang asked.

"Haha, they don't like the big bucket of water business. They have bigger business,"

"A bigger deal,"

"Producing kidneys, selling them abroad, and selling various organs, as well as ice," Brother Zhao said in a low voice, becoming more and more mysterious.

"Haha, it is indeed a big deal, how brave you are,"

Li Moyang pondered for a while and asked: "Where is the Blood Soul Hall? Li Suifeng won't be idle, right?"

"Blood Soul Hall, haha, it's even worse," Brother Zhao excitedly patted his bald head, raised his cup and drank it all.

"Last time, the Black and White Demons almost crippled the Blood Soul Hall. Their vitality was seriously injured. Some of their younger brothers are still lying in the hospital. The boss of the Blood Soul Hall, Lao Shi, has retired from the world."

"Haha, why?" Li Moyang thought of the scene when Lao Shi was fucked by him on a rainy night. Don't think it was because of this.

"Hey, you don't know, that day in the rainy night battle on Taitung Street, Lao Shi was beaten terribly by a mysterious man, and was finally thrown to the ground. A steel pipe on the ground pierced the boy's anus. This guy kept him for several days I was hurt, I felt I had lost all face, I left Binhai, I don’t know where I went,”

Brother Zhao said excitedly.

"The Blood Soul Hall is over, but the Li Suifeng family has a great business, so it shouldn't have been a big deal,"

Li Moyang continued to ask questions, and the more he asked, the more he felt that Brother Zhao was still of great use.

He is an old man in the world of martial arts, and at least the people in the world of martial arts are well-connected. In addition, he has channels to inquire about various rumors, so this person is still somewhat useful.

"Haha, Li Suifeng has been having a hard time recently. His night bar is now closed. It is said that he offended the People's Liberation Army and was smashed by thousands of people from the People's Liberation Army. Armored vehicles were also dispatched.
Chapter completed!