In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

After dawdling for a while, we talked a little bit.

Xuebao was exhausted and fell asleep again.

Zhang Ruoyu also leaned against the bed, half-leaning and squinting for a while.

Inside the prison with new year and new atmosphere.

After receiving the news, Brother Dazhi, who had not slept all night, held a cigarette in his mouth, ate a simple peanut, glanced at Xia Hou, who had also not slept all night, and grinned: "Happy New Year."

Xia Hou frowned and said calmly: "It seems that my daughter made a mistake?"

"Yeah, I heard that my throat was stabbed."

Zhang Dazhi blew out thick smoke.

"Huh?" Xia Hou's eyes darkened. "What's the meaning?"

"literal meaning."

Zhang Dazhi flicked the cigarette ashes skillfully: "The 30-meter-long knife stabbed your daughter's neck directly, and blood spurted out on her face. The amount of blood was at least five and a half kilograms."

"Dead?" Xia Hou's face suddenly stiffened.

"Totally dead." Brother Dazhi said with a grin. "You finally have no descendants."

Xiahou was silent.

Slowly, he opened the cigarettes delivered by the prison for the New Year and lit one: "Did your son kill him?"

"Otherwise?" Zhang Dazhi asked. "Could it be my daughter-in-law who killed him?"

Xiahou exhaled thick smoke, and a strange color flashed in his deep eyes: "Then this Spring Festival this year, Yanjing City will not be peaceful."

His Xiahou's daughter died in Binhai.

He died in the hands of Zhang Ruoyu.

People outside would naturally help Xia Hou settle this account.

"It's quite peaceful." Brother Dazhi took a sip of the table and said calmly. "I heard that the wall will hold an internal party tonight as scheduled, and a few old guys who usually cherish their feathers will come on stage to show their shame."

When Xia Hou heard this, he stared at Zhang Dazhi coldly: "Are you lying to me or yourself?"

peaceful?

Are there going to be internal parties?

Xia Hou's daughter died tragically in Binhai. He didn't believe that people outside would be indifferent because of Lao Zhang's face.

Especially since he will be leaving in half a year.

Even if you try hard, you can't remain indifferent.

Brother Dazhi shrugged and said, "You have been squatting for too long and are completely out of touch with the outside world. I don't blame you for misunderstanding me."

Xiahou twisted his neck slightly, and the shackles all over his body made a crackling sound.

A powerful and domineering aura spread.

"Is it itchy again?"

Brother Dazhi frowned, put out the cigarette in his hand, and then stepped forward and kicked him directly in the face.

Immediately there was blood spurting from the mouth and nose.

The New Year is red and prosperous.

After a beating and kicking.

Brother Dazhi occupied Xiahou's single bed. He didn't sleep all night and exercised vigorously. He was a little out of breath and his heartbeat was racing.

"Did you find out?"

Xia Hou wiped off the blood on his face, with a ferocious look on his lips: "Have you hit me more and more frequently recently?"

"I found it." Brother Dazhi curled his lips.

"Why?" Xiahou coughed, with a heart-rending smile on his face.

"Maybe you've become more and more obscene recently?" Brother Dazhi analyzed rationally.

"Because you know you can't lock me up for much longer." Xia Hou said word by word. "Because you are afraid that I will go out."

Brother Dazhi looked at Xiahou as if he were a fool: "I really want to tell you the truth. I feel so uncomfortable holding it in."

"But I can't say." Brother Dazhi sighed, feeling depressed. "That's the highest level of confidentiality."

"Then wait."

Xiahou said with a ferocious smile: "When I go out, let's find a place and you slowly tell me the truth. I have plenty of time."

"Okay, whatever you say will be what it is." Brother Dazhi stood up and left the remaining tables and flowers to Xiahou.

As soon as he walked to the door, he gave Xia Hou another murderous look: "Don't be sad. Once your daughter dies, you will have a place to visit the grave on the first day of the new year. It's good."

"I will kill everyone you care about!"

"I want you to live rather than die!"

Xia Hou's crazy roar rang out in the prison.

The sky is full of hostility, like falling into purgatory.

In the evening of the first day of the new year.

Brother Dazhi, who was reviewing the classic sketches of the Spring Festival Gala 20 years ago, received the news that Xia Hou was critically ill and needed to be released on medical parole.

The warden came to the prison overnight and discussed with Brother Dazhi in a panic.

The prison, which was originally filled with laughter and laughter, was now lifeless and extremely depressing.

Outside the prison, Beimang's eighteen horsemen looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

The old guys inside the wall who were supposed to show off on stage also canceled their shows temporarily.

and held an impromptu meeting.

There was only one content in the meeting, whether to approve Xiahou's medical parole or not.

Approved, what to do next.

If you don't approve, how can you explain to a certain big boss in the backyard who presided over the meeting that you would rather watch his eldest brother die in prison than approve him to be released on medical parole?

How will this relationship work out in the future?

Xia Yunzhu's death was treated coldly without incident.

But this ruthless man who had been imprisoned for 20 years wanted to be released on medical parole, which made people in Yanjing panic and have no peace.

"My brother is getting older, and his body and bones are not as strong as before." Xia Chu took a sip of tea and said calmly. "I just came out for medical treatment and took my niece on her last journey. You are all my brother's colleagues and old subordinates back then. You can't refuse to give me this little kindness, right?"

The old foxes looked at each other in confusion, with no one answering.

Your brother is Xiahou. No matter how old he is, he is still a legendary commander who was all-powerful back then.

There are many old subordinates outside who are completely devoted to him.

His daughter is dead and he wants to come out.

What does he want to do?

Revenge?

"How about we discuss with Lao Zhang and temporarily convert the prison into a hospital? Let the country's top medical team be stationed in it?"

"Just don't come out, right?"