President of Ruthless Soldier Wang Qiao

At the same time, Wang Jingwen, who was calculating the order in the seafood restaurant, sneezed suddenly, thinking who was talking about himself, so he called his confidant to let him deliver the order on time, and then wondered whether tonight Called Brother Ye Mo out to gather together.

The last time he was bullied in the clubhouse was thanks to Brother Ye Mo. He, Wang Jingwen, has been on Jiangbei Road for so many years, and he has never seen such a righteous brother.

Wang Jingwen's last evaluation of Ye Mo was a real person!Available!Especially when he said to himself at the time to be more careful when he was outside, people are so dark now, and now that he thinks about it, it is a wise saying!

Wang Jingwen also has a bold temper, so he got through to Ye Mo's phone and said, "Brother, let's get together tonight if we have nothing to do, a large yellow croaker weighing fifteen catties is an absolute rarity, and you caught up with it today , Okay, okay, then bring your younger siblings...well, then you must bring your sister-in-law with you!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Jingwen felt a little bit of a toothache. It's good that Brother Ye Mo is bold, but he doesn't know why he has to compete with him in terms of address.

Obviously they are all of the same generation, whoever is the elder brother and whoever is the younger brother must be so serious. If you call yourself a younger brother, you have to change your name to a sister-in-law, but in terms of age, you can know that he must be several years younger than yourself. !
No way, my brother, as long as he is happy, I just think about calling someone younger than me big brother in the future, hiss...toothache!
Not long after Wang Jingwen hung up the phone, the phone rang again. Wang Jingwen was wondering if Ye Mo had other things to do, such as bringing two more friends tonight, but when he saw the caller ID, Number, Wang Jingwen really has a headache this time.

The note on the phone is "Mad Dog", whose real name is Meng Fanggang, who was considered a famous figure in Jiangbei area back then.

In the early years, he held the real power in the white way, but as for his twin brother, there was a lot of trouble on the way. The two of them, one black and the other white, supported each other, and they were collectively called black and white Shuangsha on the way.

The younger brother used the hand of the older brother to beat the opponent, and the older brother used the younger brother's relationship to get inside information and wiped out each stronghold. It's gone, now everyone has to call him Meng Ju when they see him.

A person who can be cruel to himself, bet his own future and make fun of his wealth and life, what is such a person not a mad dog?
None of the Daoist bosses who were targeted by these two brothers ended up with a happy ending. As for Meng Fanggang, although he does not eat on the Daoist side, he seems to be marginalized in the system, but everyone knows that these are just appearances. No one dared to provoke the brothers.

Wang Jingwen on the other end of the phone also had blue veins on his forehead, he grabbed the vase on the table and smashed it to pieces, and then he roared and cursed: "Who the hell are you! You fucking thing really thinks you are something Just you, I drowned in the latrine back then! Get out! Get the fuck out of me now! Don’t delay me calling Brother Meng!"

Brother Meng hung up the phone after he finished speaking. Seeing his rising and falling chest, it was obvious that his anger was still there. He took two steps forward, picked up the golf club in the vase, and smashed the [-]-inch large color TV. broken.

Although he was very angry, Brother Meng was the first to break the deadlock and called there again. There was no way, who let him hold the situation in other people's hands now.

Wang Jingwen on the other end of the phone seemed much more surprised: "Yo, I haven't seen you for so many years, it's rare that Brother Meng took the initiative to treat guests to drink tea, but Brother Meng, do you have to tell me the truth about what happened today? Otherwise, you're a soldier and I'm a thief, and I don't dare to go if I don't know what to do!"

On the other side, Brother Meng, who just came out of the monitoring room, was also a little annoyed. He didn't even answer my phone call. You have a ghost in your heart, what is it!It seems that last night was indeed the black hand of your grandson!
After all, Brother Meng came out of the system and received systematic training. When something happens, he will naturally doubt everyone around him. It seems that he doesn't even look for evidence now. He can conclude that Wang Jingwen's grandson did it just by feeling!
Otherwise, there has been no intersection for so many years. Why didn't you answer my phone when I called you? It's not a guilty conscience!
As for Wang Jingwen, the lingering anger is still lingering now. What the hell is Meng Fanggang? He hasn't had any contact with him for so many years. He called Lao Tzu out of the blue.

At this moment, Wang Jingwen's enthusiastic voice came from the other end of the phone and said, "Ah, it's Brother Meng. Just now, the grandson was so reckless and rude. I gave him a scolding, Brother Meng." What's the matter with you?"

On the other end of the phone, Brother Meng's eyes were red with anger, and his chest heaved violently. He tried to swear back with all his strength, but suddenly he was discouraged when he heard the latter sentence.

The scene was stalemate for a while, even though they couldn't see each other now, they could still imagine each other's hideous face, facing the mobile phone in their hands without saying a word.

Brother Meng's face twitched, this shit...

"Damn it! I don't know what's going on, but you're really pretending! Look at your self-satisfaction, it seems like you're going to win me over. It's good if you hand over the things obediently, otherwise I want your whole family to look good!" Brother Meng Flamethrower.

Brother Meng also showed a sneer when he heard this: "You know why I'm looking for you! It's not convenient to talk on the phone, so we'll have a face-to-face meeting this afternoon!"

"Damn it, what is it, don't answer it!" Wang Jingwen hung up the phone simply. He and this mad dog used to have a deep hatred, and they have not communicated with each other for so many years. Why do I have to answer your call? , I really think I am something!

"Hey, Wang Jingwen, right? I have something to tell you!" Brother Meng naturally didn't have a good tone at this time, and the phone was full of gunpowder.

This time, although Wang Jingwen was furious, he still got through the call after all. One call could be interpreted as accidentally pressing the wrong number, but if he called twice, he also wanted to know what happened to Meng Fanggang. What kind of moth do you want to play.

Right now, Wang Jingwen is also full of doubts when he receives this call. The incident back then almost killed him. It has been many years since he had any interaction. Why are you calling him so suddenly?

What little brother is reckless and ignorant, you mean Sang scolded Huai and said that Lao Tzu is the grandson of a turtle!The scolding just now was clearly directed at the phone without the sound weakening, you are so stupid for thinking of me!
"Wang Jingwen, Ming people don't speak dark words. We must clarify the rules of this matter in person. The Plum Blossom Hall will be full at three o'clock this afternoon. Let's talk about it." Brother Meng said forcibly holding back his anger.

Two days ago, the unit notified all gunners to prepare to hand in every gun next Monday. Originally, he was still looking forward to what model the new gun would be issued to them, but now he is still looking forward to a ghost, and he will not be able to hand in anything by then. Go up to him and everything will be over!
The destruction of scrapped guns is extremely strict, and there are several parties supervising each other in every procedure. If he really has the ability to go up and down to fool this matter, why is he still staying in the small Jiangbei? This ability should have gone to heaven long ago. !
As for the nobleman behind him, he dare not make a phone call now. Firstly, he was transferred to this position, which has completely compensated for what happened that year. What he wants now is to cherish his feathers and not get any stains. , and even wished that there would be no such person as Meng Fanggang in the world, and if he really opened his mouth to contact Meng Fanggang, his heart would be a little suspenseful.

Secondly, throwing guns is a big deal. Huaxia's management of guns is extremely strict, and no one can cover up gun-related cases and dare not cover them up.

What's more, when he got the gun back then, he took advantage of the loophole and used some dark means. Now that the gun was lost, he took off his clothes from top to bottom and left. It was too late for everyone to hide. How could it be possible to help him cover up this matter!
"Wang Jingwen, it's up to you whether you know the way. If you know the way, it's okay. Brother Meng, I can take your boy to make a fortune in the future. But if you don't know the way, since you want to kill me, don't blame me. I dragged your whole family to be buried together!" Meng Ge said harshly.

That afternoon, Brother Meng entered the private room early and waited for Wang Jingwen's arrival.

To be honest, he still admires Wang Jingwen a little bit in his heart for today's matter. Back then, he was able to bear the trouble for so many years, and the timing was right and he pinched his own seven inches. Let a layer of sweat break out on his forehead, I hope this kid can understand today!