Rock Sugar Warm Jade

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The wharf is a place full of fish and dragons, with cheap rental houses, scantily dressed men and women, and the wonderful smell of second-hand smoke.

"I thought we were a decent company."

Su Meng was wearing ripped jeans, hanging a cigarette and hadn't lit it for a long time—because he didn't know how to smoke.

In the beginning, Su Meng was in the orphanage, and there were many flower bones younger than him. Even if he was agitated during the rebellious period, he had to be a good person under pressure. Later, when he became a policeman, he didn't think about it at all. He is the most disobedient.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Lu Beicheng looked like a hooligan, squatting on the threshold in his liberation shoes and puffing.

The Soviet Union was heartbroken: "I thought you were a decent person."

I didn't expect to be so rogue.

Then Su Meng put the cigarette on his ear. He hasn't shaved in the past few days, and he has a circle of small black beard around him. When he goes out, he specially uses powder to make himself black. The people in the red light district will take a look. I just don't bother to look at the existence.

Lu Beicheng: "At night, there will be a gathering at the pier. The land snake probably won't come out, but the group of people under him will come out with a few words."

The Soviet Union was surprised: "What do you see me doing?"

Lu Beicheng glanced at him, and he knew more about the hotness of the clothes prepared by his team: "I'll let you get in."

Su Meng rubbed his hands together: "Do you want an invitation?"

Lu Beicheng grinned: "Yes."

Sumeng: "Then what are you talking about?"

Lao Jiu came over with a bowl of noodles and was pouring chili into it: "Director Liu, your clothes can definitely get mixed in."

"How to say?"

"You know about picking up junk, right? I heard that after they finish drinking at night, there are plastic cans all over the floor, maybe they can find money."

"......understood."

This gathering was not so down-to-earth. It was held in a hotel, Brother Dao was rich and powerful, and the owner of the hotel was doing business with trepidation.

In order to make picking up garbage more pleasing to the eye, Su Meng painted the exposed skin two shades of yellow, wore blue overalls, carried his back and shuttled among the trash cans, and wandered outside the restaurant with a snakeskin bag on his back. During the process, he was robbed several times a can.

"I heard that I'm going to be a big ticket recently, and the salary seems to have to go up again hehehe."

It turns out that groups like you still have wages. The Soviet Union squatted next to the trash can, and spent points to easily hear the discussions inside.

"Did you take the medicine I gave you last time?"

"No, I don't have a safety certificate, so I dare not eat it."

"What if the boss asks?"

"Is the boss here?"

"I'm talking about business with people upstairs, it's probably the latest thing."

Su Meng put the snakeskin bag on his back, entered the restaurant by the back door, knocked out a waiter from behind, took off his clothes and put it on his body, and went upstairs with the tray.

Dine-in on the first floor, private rooms on the second floor, VIP on the third floor, Su Meng went to the third floor, and was rewarded with a tip of 100 yuan by a drunkard on the way, and then watched the man roll down the stairs and fell asleep.

Su Meng said in his heart: "Rogue."

The doors here are all made of wood, and the door frames are carved with complicated patterns. This kind of place is occupied by a group of human traffickers, no wonder the boss is unhappy all day long.

"Can't come? Damn, come again? You tell him... what? Something went wrong, okay, I'll wait for him to give me a reason. I heard that he has a younger brother who is very popular with the old man? It’s not a good thing, find a time to kill it.”

"I need to teach you how to do it? Let him eat with his mother's ashes!"

Su Meng frowned, and the voice came from the Furong Pavilion. There were no other people in the front and rear boxes, so this was the Dao brother they were talking about.

The Soviet Union issued a message: "The meeting is cancelled."

The local snake was released as a pigeon, and it became a useless local snake for the time being.

The weather on the screen is written with the word "yin". In this season, once it is "yin", it must be bitingly cold, let alone Huangcheng.

Oh, Huangcheng.

The moment he put down his phone, Su Meng clearly remembered that this was the place where Qin An had stayed for five full years, where he passed his third year of high school, the college entrance examination, and even the university ended up in this strange place.

How it goes depends mainly on imagination.

Su Meng climbed out of the window sill and jumped down from the window on the next floor, typing with his left hand: "Any other tasks?"

There was a quick reply: "Not yet, to be determined."

Su Meng: "OK, then I'll go pick up trash all over the city."

"...approved, all with care."

The road in the middle of Huangcheng was narrow and traffic jams were easy to come by. Su Meng carried a snakeskin bag with a face that a dog couldn't recognize, put two dollars into the bus, and left the village in a bumpy ride.

Fortunately, he was not smelly, and he was not thrown out of the car window by the sturdy people of Huangcheng. He was alone in the last row and looked at the heads in front of him, thinking wildly. Then he turned his head and arrived at the site of a high-rise building.

This place is different from the place in Lingcheng where every leaf is very precious. The railings on the side of the road are all rusted, everyone hurried past with their heads down, and the people who set up stalls on the road revealed a sense of sophistication.

It's terrible, here.

"Here are two tea eggs."

"Three dollars."

Su Meng was sitting on the curb, holding two hot eggs in his hands. The frozen man began to warm up and became numb. He had a snakeskin bag hanging behind his waist, and there were two plastic bottles in it. , he pondered for a while to find a place to throw it away.

There was a long line in the middle of the road, and the place started to be blocked again. After flashing the green light twice, it only moved forward a dozen meters.

When the black car drove right in front of Su Meng, Su Meng was lowering his head to peel the egg shells.The person in the car was wearing a close-fitting suit, and when he turned his head, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Master, the granddaughter of Lou's family will come to dinner tonight. What does the master mean, why don't we go buy some presents?"

Pressing the car window to see more clearly, the corners of Qin An's mouth twitched, the more he looked at this man, the weirder he became, the handsome guy insisted on making himself into such a ghost, he seemed to enjoy it.

Su Meng took one egg at a time, chewing slowly with a puffy face, thinking in his heart that he was in a hurry to go out and didn't write a letter to the tantrum kid at home.

"Young Master?"

"Let the housekeeper handle it."

"......Yes."

Su Meng stared at the intersection, where a traffic accident was being dealt with, causing traffic jams in the back. He glanced and saw a small half-face exposed on the opposite side, the window continued to roll up, disappeared, and the egg "slapped" off On the ground, broken.

Su Meng turned himself into a dog, and Qin An could recognize it; in the same way, Qin An looked like a human being, and it would be too much for Su Meng to fail to recognize him.

What is that called, the protagonist's law!

The Soviet Union thought that if we don't follow now, when will we wait?He sent a message to the team, roughly writing "It's urgent, I'll find out" and then climbed the rock and wall, followed by the snakeskin bag as a cloak, and followed very coolly.

Compared with the restaurant occupied by Brother Dao, this place is resplendent and resplendent, comparable to the high-rise buildings of Su's family. You have to check the invitation letter one by one when you enter.In such an environment full of famous brands, it is easy for the Soviet Union to pass through, and it is easy to be kicked out.

Lu Beicheng sent a message: "Wait, I'll come right over."

The picture of Captain Lu being thrown out with him must be beautiful.

Don't worry about monitoring, it's probably already taken over there, he just needs to...

"Old stuff, go away... go..."

The old man hid his achievements and fame deeply, pressed his bangs in the direction of his eyes, put a "Closed Business" sign outside the gate, and sat by the fish tank to wait for someone.

Lu Beicheng got a suit from who knows where, and appeared in the lobby like a dog, Su Meng's eyelids twitched: "Are you here for a blind date?"

Lu Beicheng threw him a face of the invitation: "You idiot, our team is the best."

Soviet Union: "...How about I be your bodyguard today?"

Lu Beicheng: "Hurry up, which floor is it?"

Su Meng took a card from the two of them and opened it while walking: "The 27th floor."

Sumeng made himself invisible when he reached the 27th floor, and hid in the corner of the corner. Gelari pretended it didn't exist. He leaned against the wall and stared inside. Lu Beicheng found a corner, toasted two glasses of wine, and chatted with people like this. It's all about real estate, river transportation and future economy. It can be seen that the veins on Captain Lu's forehead are jumping happily.

It seems that Captain Lu's "influence" is not bad, at most eight taels more than his Soviet Union.

The decoration of this place looks a bit strange, the whole is filled with a sweet, greasy and warm feeling, which is very different from the style of Huangcheng. Now that the dog-like picture of the Soviet Union is hidden in the pile of flowers, they feel that they are polluting this area place.

"The gift has already been sent to Miss Lou. Boss Lou is waiting for you in the box. There are also other bosses. Some of them had a good relationship with the master before."

Passing by this sea of ​​flowers, Qin An paused in the middle of the road. There was no one coming in front of him. He was silent for a moment, looked at the tallest pile as if there was nothing there, sighed, and said, "Let's go."

Always feel discovered...

Exit.

A person is carrying a black backpack and wearing a mask on his mouth. This outfit is not uncommon in Huangcheng, mainly at night. During the day, everyone likes to deceive themselves and others, wearing a layer of civilian skin to pretend to be innocent.

There is a photo on his smart phone, the man in the photo is handsome and indifferent, from the point of view, it should be a candid photo.The slide is this mission, and the target is this man.

The opposite is obviously a birthday party, to be precise, it is the birthday party of the little princess, only a fool can't see it. In this kind of place, one can be raised with an innocent character, and there is nothing to talk about except being rich.

It's a pity that today's birthday party is doomed to fail, and it's none of his business whether the little princess can continue to be innocent. For him, it's best for everyone to go to hell, which is the charm of Huangcheng.

"3000 million per life is too cheap, and the price will have to increase in the future."

3000 million is eating with a group of old men, there are no sweet and greasy little princesses, only a group of bald old men in dark suits and their extravagant wives.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief, but he almost suffocated again soon after.

"I heard that Mr. Xu plans to move the headquarters out of Huangcheng?"

"Hehe, when you are old, you have to be in line with international standards."

"That's Mausoleum City. Speaking of which, the Qin family has developed quite well in Mausoleum City over the past few years...Young Master Qin is studying in Mausoleum City now, right?"

Qin An: "..."

A person over there picked up the conversation: "What does he have to say to us as a young man? Don't force him, auntie. Let's talk about business..."

Su Meng folded his arms and huddled in the corner of the wall, and his lips twitched. Fortunately, he never had to go to Mr. Su's social table, so he avoided many heart-wrenching topics. He thought: "Qin An is only 21, so hurry up."

With a flick of the phone, Su Meng lowered his head and looked at it. The person nicknamed Mr. Lu sent a message full of sadness and passion: "Birthday party, you are in a hurry!!!"

A red line flashed outside the window, Su Meng paused, and slowly raised his eyes. Because of strengthening his five senses, he saw—a person opposite him was holding a gun, and the target was someone in the box next to him.

Who is this person, 28% is the young master whom he misses so much for the first time in the [-] years of the Soviet Union.

The Soviet Union quickly responded with a message: "Evacuate the crowd."

Before Lu Beicheng understood his intentions, a second message came quickly: "There are snipers on the other side."

Lu Beicheng's expression darkened, and the pressure in the entire area suddenly dropped. The light bulbs on the ceiling were overwhelmed and exploded into pieces at the same time.

"boom!"

"what--"

The light quickly dimmed, leaving only the green light of the emergency exit dimly lit.

Su Meng praised, tore the hem of his clothes to cover his face, and ran inside. The people inside were still puzzled by the sudden explosion of lights.

Qin An realized something, and suddenly lifted the cover of the round table. At the same time, with a sound of "Pu", the floor-to-ceiling glass was covered with spider web-like lines, and then shattered into thousands of pieces, scattered on the ground and under the second and seventh floors.

Qin An's wrist tightened, and he subconsciously tensed his muscles to fight back, but stopped after hearing a word.

The man said—

"Come with me."