District 9

Late at night, the bright moon is in the sky and there are stars.

Wang Tiannan was lying on the bed at home, watching the programs on the webcast station boredly.

Heitieta has returned to her parents' home and asked someone to bring her a message saying that she wants a divorce. The construction site was now all handled by Tianhui, and Wang Tiannan was no longer allowed to interfere. In addition, the patriarch ordered him not to go anywhere, his mother watched him every day, and there were all kinds of rumors circulating in the hospital... So these dozens of hours of experience were really very gloomy for Wang Tiannan.

The bruises on his body were still aching, and the patriarch's big mouth was still vivid in his mind. Wang Tiannan fell on the bed, his eyes dull, as melancholy as a lonely patient...

"Dip Lingling!"

Suddenly, a phone rang.

Wang Tiannan picked up the phone slowly, lowered his head and glanced at the caller ID, then pressed the answer button and said half-heartedly: "Hello, who is this?"

After the words fell, there was no movement on the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Who is that?" Wang Tiannan asked again.

The other party still didn't say anything.

"Damn, you're crazy...!" Wang Tiannan cursed and was about to hang up the phone.

"Tian... Tiannan...!"

At this moment, a burst of crying and a slightly stuttering call came.

Wang Tiannan was startled for a moment, then immediately sat up with a cry: "Xiao...Xiao Qing?"

"Tiannan, I really don't know what to do...!" Zhang Qing broke down and cried, "I really don't know where I should go. I'm scared to stay in the area, and even more scared to go back outside the area. I I have no identity and no friends...if I can't hide myself and get caught by Tianhui, he will definitely kill me."

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, don't be afraid. Where are you? Tell me?!" Wang Tiannan asked urgently.

"Can I still trust you? Tiannan...can I trust you?" Zhang Qing asked crying.

"Of course you can trust me!" Wang Tiannan immediately said with relief: "There is nothing going on here at home. My father has left all the work at the construction site to Tianhui, and he will compensate for what should be compensated. When things calm down, At one point, he definitely doesn’t have the heart to care about this matter.”

Zhang Qing cried and didn't reply.

"Tell me, where are you?" Wang Tiannan asked like a mad dog: "Are you still in Songjiang? Huh?!"

"Dudu!"

Zhang Qing said nothing and suddenly hung up the phone.

"Hello? Hello?" Wang Tiannan took the phone and shouted twice, but all he heard was a busy signal.

"Oh shit."

Wang Tiannan cursed angrily and dialed the phone again.

After a while, the call was answered: "Hello?"

"Who are you?" Wang Tiannan heard a man's voice.

"Who are you?"

"I'm looking for Xiaoqing."

"This is a supermarket. Why are you looking for Xiaoqing? That woman is gone." The other party replied impatiently and hung up the phone.

Wang Tiannan glanced at the phone, with a bit of disappointment in his angry eyes. He was already in a bad mood, but when he suddenly received a call from Xiaoqing, his heart felt like a cat scratching his paws.

In fact, it doesn't matter how deep the relationship between Wang Tiannan and Xiao Qing is. The total time the two of them spent together was only a little more than a week. But there is a certain magic power in Xiaoqing, who is always pitiful and innocent in her eyes. This kind of personality and temperament are undoubtedly fatal to Wang Tiannan, who hangs out with the Black Iron Tower all day long.

Wang Tiannan had not considered killing Xiaoqing. After all, in this family, the patriarch's words were as loud as the sky. It's just that he is a bit lucky now, thinking that Wang Tianhui has taken the benefits of the big house, and he may calm down after a while.

If by that time, Wang Tiannan secretly bought a house in the city, raised Xiaoqing, and then fell in love and had sex every now and then, those days would be really beautiful.

The more he thought about this, the more Wang Tiannan couldn't sleep. His mind was filled with images of his time with Xiaoqing. This man is a bitch, and what he can't get is the best. The two of them stayed together for more than a week, but Wang Tiannan didn't quench his thirst very much, so he had a lot of aftertaste.

Wang Tiannan felt so hot all over the room, so he put on his clothes, opened the door and left the room to get some air.

"Squeak!"

The main door of the courtyard was pushed open, and Wen Beiliang walked in carrying some side dishes and wine.

Wang Tiannan was startled for a moment: "Hey, Uncle Wen, why are you here?"

"Haha, I've left the work at the construction site to the third room. I don't have to keep an eye on it for you. I have nothing to do. Come and sit with you." Wen Beiliang asked with a smile: "How are you, eldest nephew?" , can you calm down a little bit?"

"...It's so troublesome, uncle." Wang Tiannan is still very close to Wen Beiliang, because he has always been from Dafang's side. When he was at the peak of his power, he helped the clan leader and Wang Tiannan's father do a lot of things. He was also the one who took the lead in consolidating the rights of other families, including the subsequent efforts to consolidate the rights of other families, so everyone in the big family respects him.

"Let's go in, sit down, and talk to you." Wen Beiliang patted Wang Tiannan on the shoulder and followed him into the house.

…

Early in the morning, around 12 o'clock.

In Xinyuan District, around the Wang family construction site, a young man got off a tricycle, wearing a peaked cap and a thick military coat, and glanced around with a sly look.

It snowed today and the construction site ended early. The construction area inside the iron railing was very dark, with only the light from the distant lighthouse shining slightly.

The young man passed through the iron fence and walked along the road for less than five minutes before he saw the van parked at the corner.

"Damn, it's so cold!"

The young man rubbed his palms, took out a bunch of spare keys from his pocket, and walked quickly to the van.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a pair of big hands placed on the young man's shoulders from behind: "You came quite late."

The young man turned around suddenly when he heard the sound, and quickly pulled out the gun from his pocket.

"Crack!"

Li Zhan covered his face and quickly and accurately grabbed his wrist with one hand. With just a slight push in the opposite direction, the other person staggered back half a step in pain.

"Don't use the gun, I just have something to ask you."

"Ask your mother!" The young man was anxious, raised his knees and bumped into Li Zhan's lower abdomen.

Li Zhan also raised his knees and forced the opponent's legs to hit him.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the latter took two steps back, and his right leg unconsciously moved outwards, obviously being hit hard.

Li Zhan dodged the opponent's gun with his right hand, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him directly into the van, and said calmly: "Drive, let's talk somewhere else."

Two minutes later, the van drove out of the construction site and drove towards the river.

In the car, the young man glanced at Li Zhan with sweat on his forehead: "Who the hell are you?!"

…

Within the city.

Zhang Qing's pretty face was stern, and she walked quickly into a community, rushing towards the door of a unit with familiarity.