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The initial anger calmed down, and Hai Jiajie took a deep breath, staring at the man with sharp eyes like knives: "I don't care what kind of relationship he had with you before, now, he is mine, you, get out!!"

The man's anger was not less than Hai Jiajie's. He looked at Xiong Weining with fire-breathing eyes, and his nose was sweating. Although he was scared to death, he still boldly hugged Hai Jiajie's arm, trying to use his The not tall body creates a barrier between the two.

The more he looked like this, the angrier the man became. After a few minutes of stalemate, the man reached out to take off his glasses and waved his hand weakly, ordering the security personnel: "Take me to the next door and watch him, don't let him go out!" Turn around and go to 207.

"Hey?!" Xiong Weining was stunned: "Don't! Isn't everything agreed?"

"What did I tell you?" The man glanced back at him, "You still said that you just stay by my side when I come, are you obedient?"

"Why should my people listen to you!" Hai Jiajie sneered and shouted.

The man "tsk" impatiently: "Mr. Hai keeps saying that he belongs to you. Did he sell it to you? Or did he marry into your Hai family? He doesn't belong to you without anything!"

"What do you care about me?" Hai Jiajie sneered, "I said he is him! I've been with him for so long, it's better than you who came out of nowhere to be qualified to say such things?"

Xiong Weining felt that the scene was a bit off track, so he quickly patted Hai Jiajie's arm. The angry people only thought that he was afraid, so they held his hand even tighter.

The man on the opposite side smiled angrily, turned around and walked in front of the two of them, gritted his teeth and said, "In terms of qualifications, you are the one who is the least qualified! I don't want to talk to you now, you can go away by yourself !"

Hai Jiajie pulled Xiong Weining and turned around to leave, but unexpectedly, Xiong Weining held him back: "Don't! Hai Jiajie, you go first, I'll discuss with him and leave!"

Hai Jiajie turned his head in surprise: "What did you say?!"

"Can't you hear me! He let you go!" The man followed behind and repeated.

Xiong Weining frowned and yelled at him: "Zheng Qiaoyu, can you shut up!"

The man widened his eyes in shock and anger: "Xiong Weining, you are so courageous! What did you call me?!"

"What's wrong with calling you by your name!" Hai Jiajie sneered and held Xiong Weining in his arms, "My man, he can be called whatever he likes!"

Xiong Weining struggled to get out of his arms, turned his head and shouted at him: "And you shut up too!"

After yelling at the two people, Xiong Weining rubbed the stinging brows and planned to persuade Hai Jiajie: "I'm really fine, you've seen it's all safe, I'll just follow him Let's talk a few words, and I'll go back to you after I'm done, okay?"

"Where are you going back?! Just stay here for me!" the man scolded with brows upside down.

"Fuck me!" Hai Jiajie took off his suit and was about to pounce.

More than a dozen security guards reacted quickly and punched Hai Jiajie in the stomach, cutting his hands behind his back and kneeling on the ground. There was a random sound of a gun being loaded in the corridor, and the black muzzle of the gun instantly hit Hai Jiajie's forehead.

Xiong Weining broke out in a cold sweat, leaped forward and hugged the man in his arms, then turned around and shouted to the man: "Brother! Big brother! Hurry up and shout!"

The angry man gasped twice, suppressed the surging anger in his chest, gouged out Xiong Weining's eyes, and said loudly: "Put everything away."

Hai Jiajie, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't react for a while, and looked at Xiong Weining in a daze and puzzled way: "What do you call him?"

Xiong Weining reached out and slapped off the arms of those security personnel: "Let go! Why are one or two so angry!!"

At this moment, the man also had a headache. He pinched the bridge of his nose vigorously, pointed at Xiong Weining silently and resentfully, and returned to 207 without looking back.

Xiong Weining helped Hai Jiajie stand up, and coughed uncomfortably in the face of his confused eyes: "Then what... let's go..." and helped him into private room 207.

The two people who were supporting each other saw the man sitting on the sofa as soon as they entered the door. Seeing their intimacy, the man rolled his eyes at that moment.

Xiong Weining said "hey" twice in embarrassment, and sat beside Hai Jiajie who was panting in pain, and smiled obsequiously and called out to the man: "Brother!"

Hai Jiajie's hair stood on end with this voice, he glanced at Xiong Weining and then looked at the man on the sofa, the man was also looking at him, his eyes were really bad enough.

"Do you still see me as a big brother?" The man sneered, "I said you are a person who doesn't worry about it, why did you suddenly care about economics and politics? Only when I got here did I know that everything is for a reason!"

Hai Jiajie swallowed his saliva and remained silent, Xiong Weining leaned in between the two with a smirk on his face: "This is not your job, and I happen to be in Lincheng, so this is just a clue, a clue! Hehe! "

"Really?" The man snorted, "The local and provincial government agencies in Lincheng are all dead. Need you to call Beijing and give me a line?"

This conversation made Hai Jiajie's mind suddenly flash a name, Zheng Qiaoyu, the leader of the special case team sent from above, is he called... Zheng Qiaoyu? !

"You...you are..." He endured the discomfort in his stomach and asked in a low voice, "Deputy Director Zheng?"

The man gave him a cold look and did not deny it, it seemed like this.

Hai Jiajie broke out in a cold sweat. Are Zheng Qiaoyu and Xiong Weining brothers? !What, what kind of fantasy scene is this?

Xiong Weining saw Hai Jiajie's embarrassment, so he sat next to him and explained to him in a low voice: "This is my elder brother, the one who is born with me. My elder brother and second brother share my father's surname, and I have my mother's surname."

Hai Jiajie felt that his eyes were dark, why did he have a second brother?

Xiong Weining was very considerate: "My elder brother and second elder brother are twins, and I was...unplanned." Mr. Hai felt his hands tremble a little, offending his uncle, this matter is really lively.

"Run away for four or five years and not go home, I thought you were going to be a wanderer for the rest of your life!" Deputy Director Zheng said with a gun and stick in his mouth, and every word he said was Xiong Weining, "I want to know that you are not with a man here. I don’t know, I should have been caught and brought back for you at that time, my leg was broken and I was locked in the house and you were not allowed to come out!”

Xiong Weining was so scolded that his neck shrank. It really wasn't his intention to make things happen like this!

"The matter in Lincheng has to be turned upside down, and it's too early to solve it. I'll send you back to Beijing tomorrow." Zheng Qiaoyu almost gritted his teeth, "You just go home and stay for me!"

"Eh..." Hai Jiajie had just made a sound when he heard Deputy Director Zheng say something ambiguous: "Master Hai, I'm educating my younger brother, so it shouldn't be a problem for you, right?" ?”

Hai Jiajie immediately shut up and looked at Xiong Weining with worried eyes.

Xiong Weining acted stupid on the spot: "Why do you want to go back? I won't go back! I still have a lot of things to do!"

"If you have the ability to make things happen, do I still need to sit here today?" Zheng Qiaoyu was not polite at all.

Xiong Weining quarreled with him, "Then I won't go back either! I still have to go to work!"

"Cut!" Deputy Director Zheng bared at him quite disdainfully, "It doesn't matter if you don't make it to your class, what can a little music teacher do? Beijing city can't keep up with you, can it?!"

"I just don't want to go back and be manipulated by you!" Xiong Weining stood up abruptly, his pink face flushed, "You have treated me like a rag doll since I was a child, playing with you however you like! I have to do whatever I want! Listen to you! I will not go back, I will stay here!"

Deputy Director Zheng got up and picked up a notebook from the table and threw it at him. Hai Jiajie seemed to jump up reflexively to block it for him. Although the hard-shell notebook was not heavy, the corners could bleed even if it hit the head.

Xiong Weining quickly covered his head, and shouted in panic: "Hai Jiajie, are you okay! Why are you joining in the fun, he can't hit me at this height!"

This is true. Zheng Qiaoyu's 188 is probably a little shorter than Hai Jiajie's, but it is much taller than Xiong Weining's 175. The things he throws at this height will only rub Xiong Weining's scalp and fall, but it falls on Hai Jiajie. That's a face-to-face call.

Hai Jiajie didn't speak, just put his hand on the back of Xiong Weining's hand, glanced at Zheng Qiaoyu with dodging eyes, and lowered his eyes again.

Zheng Qiaoyu was pissed off by this grievance, and Xiong Weining yelled, "You've been like this since you were a child! As long as I don't do what you want, you'll beat and scold me again and again! I'm your brother It's not a servant of your family, even a servant is not like you!"

Zheng Qiaoyu was so angry that he almost fainted. Xiong Weining, the third child, was ten years younger than them. He had been held in his hands since birth and was used to lawlessness. The only person in the family who could talk to him was himself. Said that he beat and scolded him? !

This little bastard really needs a beating, right? !

He raised his hand to unbutton his neck, rolled up his sleeves and casually took out a clothes support from the closet, pointed at Xiong Weining and rushed over: "Little brat, stand there for me! I'm going to beat you to death today!!"

Xiong Weining screamed and jumped onto the sofa, Hai Jiajie didn't care about the misery, and quickly put down his hands to stop Zheng Qiaoyu: "Oh! Deputy Director Zheng calm down!!"

"You hit me! I'm already 26 and you still hit me!" Xiong Weining shouted while jumping up and down on the sofa.

Zheng Qiaoyu stared at him viciously with one hand on his hips and the other clutching his clothes: "What's wrong with 26?! You're 62 and I'll beat you if you say so!"

Hai Jiajie stood in front of Zheng Qiaoyu with his hands up, and smiled with blood on his face: "Deputy Director Zheng, Ning Ning just likes to talk, don't be angry!"

Seeing him, Zheng Qiaoyu felt even worse. She calmed down and endured it, feeling that she still couldn't take it any longer, so she pointed at Xiong Weining with a hanger in her hand: "Don't talk nonsense with me! Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I will let you go back!"

"I won't!" Xiong Weining shouted to him with his hands on his hips.

Zheng Qiaoyu pointed at his nose and threatened, "If I can pave the way for you, I can also stumbling you. You have decided whether you want to go home with me!"

"If you dare to trip them up, I will report you with your real name!"

"..." Zheng Qiaoyu felt that she was hallucinating.

next second.

"Get out of here, you little bastard!!"

Zheng Qiaoyu threw Hai Jiajie away with a loud shout, and slapped Xiong Weining while wearing his clothes.

"Ahhh!!" Hai Jiajie turned his head and stood in front of Xiong Weining loudly, "Brother! Don't be angry! Ningning just said that! Don't be as knowledgeable as him!!"