Chapter 150 Merry chrystmas (Zhou Qi)

Although it is just a simple title, it can already make Zhou Qi, that is, Zhou Laosan's heart tides. You should know that for people like him, heart tides are already a very unfamiliar term. Ordinary people will be up and down after winning the first prize of the Double Color Ball. They will play mahjong and make a dealer stand ****** Touch Hu will be up and down. Even when they are about to go and hand in the phone, the phone suddenly sends a paid message. They will feel a little heart tides, and pray that the guy who made the wrong phone bill will not call him to discuss helping him recharge. Uh, although this is a very terrible idea, but there are a few people who are not like this. They are all humans, don't pretend to be godless if you have nothing to do. I won't say the next sentence. In short, it's easy for ordinary people to do it.

My heart is ups and downs. What if it is a person who is responsible for the underground order of almost the entire country and has to make a decision to make some people die every day? What if it is to go with the self-harm gang Yamaguchi group of the *** self-harm gang, the tomahawk of the Russian gang that has risen rapidly after the Cold War, the largest East Asian gang organization, the most arrogant drug cartel, the Medellin, the Mexican gang that traverses the US-Mexican border, the global gangster intelligent brain American Jewish Gang, and the arrogant Canadian gang Hell Angels who have been written by online writers to dance? Coincidentally, Zhou Qi is such a person. If you think about it this way, you can know how difficult it is to make Zhou Qi feel his heart tide.

"I think we'll talk about it in a different place. I remember that you came from a private room. I drank all the red robe of the mother tree that my grandfather supplied this year. I think you should have some left." Wang Qibu said casually ignoring the other party's emotions, then pulled up Wang Fei, who was still a little stupid, and stood up. Yes, he was about to break into the stage, and he also took Zhou Qi.

"Then I'll invite Mr. Wang and this person..." Sure enough, after taking a deep breath without a trace, he said. Looking at Wang Fei and waiting for Wang Qibu to introduce him.

"Last brother, uh, forget it. I'd better call you Uncle San according to the backup. You don't have to spend this little effort. As for your identity, it's not that much. She is my woman. If I dare to love her, I won't be afraid to let others know." Wang Qibu said. Then he led Wang Fei to the private room on the second floor first.

Zhou Qigang, who was still behind Wang Qibu, gave a wink at the camera and shook his head slightly. He heard Wang Qi, who seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, say, "Don't wink anymore. You won't naively think that a new prince's bodyguard would let a group of people holding guns walk into this room, right? Forget it, save yourself some settlement expenses. There is no other meaning. Today, I really just wanted to have coffee with my woman, give her some sluts to make her happy. But since we meet, let's talk briefly." The voice was calm and exuding strong confidence. In short, it was a very unpleasant voice.

After hearing this, Zhou Qi laughed at himself. He no longer expressed his feelings. However, with Wang Qibu, Wang Fei and the others walked towards the private room on the second floor, which was rarely shown. Of course, they were naturally in their hearts about how this guy knew the doubts about that place. But forget about it, the explanation he needs to hear the most now is not this.

This is a spacious house with a retro decoration and light sandalwood in the air. By the window are several pots of straight and graceful Clivia, all blooming. It lacks the grand and elegant peony-like appearance, the tranquility of jasmine fragrance, and the charm of the rose that has left behind. The leaves are green and shiny, and the flowers are shaped upwards like torches, and are orange-red. The flowers are drooping, subtle and deep, elegant and solemn, and have another charm.

The dark color is the light, which should be authentic Song and Ming precious wood cabinet decorations, and there are three or two porcelain bottles and bowls placed in bright spots. In Wang Qibu's view, the furnishings of this room may exceed the 100 million yuan mark in a few years.

The rattan chairs in the room are very popular with Wang Qibu. In fact, it is not just Wang Qibu, but I don’t know why. Many old heads of state in Yanjing don’t like sofas but love rattan chairs. Adults like it, but Wang Yucai likes it. Perhaps because of Zhuzhechi, Wang Qibu has also developed the habit of sitting rattan chairs since childhood.

Sitting opposite Wang Qibu, Zhou Qi said, "Mr. Wang, you have to burn the tea. How about we chat before drinking tea?" In fact, Zhou Qi originally planned to use the imperative sentence "Come on a while." But for some reason, it turned into a polite question as soon as he said it. This discovery made Zhou Qi feel depressed, thinking that he hadn't spoken to others in many years.

"Okay. By the way, how much tea do you have left? You can share it with me and you will be given back to you when you come down next year. And don't call me the old man and the young man, as he is not as good as the rules. He will also call me Qibu." Wang Qibu said casually. At the same time, he asked what he was most concerned about. It would be better to ask for it than to go to the big nei again. Wang Qibu is so mentally constructed.

"Uh. This is not a big problem. I still have six or half. If you tell me how did you know I have this thing? When you go back later, I will ask you to take half of it." In a more tactful way, Zhou Qi asked what he was most concerned about.

"Okay, if I guess, you should turn your back and see you off. In fact, it's very simple. Your old man's hypertension health care team, even if he's alive, won't let him dip a sip of tea. You are both our aunts, and they are both in Canada. I don't believe they will fight you." It was very casual, Wang Qibu said, "Half. Uncle, you are indeed a bright person. I won't be stingy anymore. Let's do this. The tea we drink will be deducted from my portion later, and I'll treat you to drink."

Wang Fei couldn't help laughing "Pu" anymore. He gave Wang Qibu a charming look, and naturally he was not as rogue as you.

After getting the answer from Wang Qibu, Zhou Qi's face finally felt a little relieved. This guy really knew it. However, new questions followed. How did this shameless guy know this? You must know that he originally thought he knew all the people in the world who knew about this. However, the reality clearly told him that he was wrong.

"Mr. Wang, hey, Qi Zhu. I know a lot about you." Maybe it was because of the childishness, maybe it was because he wanted to use this to express closeness or something else. Anyway, Zhou Qi put on a kind voice and said, "I was awarded the title of Second Lieutenant from an adult at the age of ten. Since then, because of many things I know and don't know, I have joined five for six years. It's really good! Even the young master of Li Luo Pavilion is your bodyguard. In addition, it seems that you have made great achievements in business. I originally thought that in this world..."

"You are the only legend, right?" Wang Qibu walked in and smiled a little.

Zhou Qi was stunned because this was indeed what he was going to say next. Although it would seem too proud, it would be impossible for him to say this at all.

Zhou Qi, he is a legend. From any angle, he is a legend. Thirty-five years ago, a cadre who was beaten during the purge was sent to a factory in a southern province to undergo labor reform. Those who went with him were his wife and three children. Two women and one man, two older sisters, two older sisters, who were already in middle school. But no young man was only three years old. It was the age when kindergartens were not accepted at that time.

During the day, the cadres were going to work in the factory. They originally wanted to leave their wife to take care of their younger son at home. But what did the rebels care about you? The original words of the rebel director of the factory at that time were: I, the director, were not out of stock, your wife would have to out of stock to see the baby? Or why did you say that you were sent down? You don’t even have this awareness. You still want to continue to be a major cadre in Yanjing?

So the cadres had to let one of their daughters take a break from school and take care of their younger brother at home. He knew that this farce would not last long. In addition, the teaching ability in this place was limited, and even at school, they did not focus on learning. So they did not have much concern.

One day, my teenage sister was cooking for my younger brother who was crawling around in the yard (well, I want to say here that children were lucky enough not to drink milk powder). Although children still had milk powder when they were in Yanjing, they still drank milk powder. However, since the cadres were transferred, even the sugar had become a limited pack every month. So the children could only change the food structure. When the sister came out of the kitchen, they found that there was no sign of the younger brother in the yard. Well, nothing happened that the children crawled into the corner, outside the gate, behind the water tank, and being taken away by parents who came back by chance, and there was no such bloody scene. The child was lost. The factory sent hundreds of people to search for it, but the answer became so obvious. Moreover, such a thing was not very strange in a province where the child market had always existed. Until the cadre was rehabilitated, the child was still not found. It was lost.

Nineteen years ago, gang activities in a certain area of ​​a certain province and city were rampant, and the most eye-catching one was an extremely young gang. Although no professional statistics were done, just by visual analysis, the members were only about fifteen years old. These children were almost all from a remote village in another province and fled from famine. The parents and parents of these children were almost starved to death. In such a special period, although the phenomenon of starving people in the remote areas was horrifying and newspapers never reported it, it was not very rare.

Hunger made these half-aged children develop a wolf-like personality. The starvation of parents and relatives makes them even cold-blooded. They did not beg for food all the way through the journey, because it was destined to beg for nothing. Moreover, robbery often involves more than a dozen people breaking into a certain household, some control the owner of the household, and others start looking for food. Well, this is all relatively elegant. The first time they hurt people's lives was when they first fought with local gangs when they first came to this city. The one who led the children killed the other leader with a rusty axe. Then, the local gang was defeated and the children took over the territory. The one who dared to kill people naturally became the boss among them.

The gang gradually grew and grew in the next few years. Gradually, the boss of this gang was qualified to come into contact with the country's most advanced gang, Hongmen. What we have to mention here is the boss's eyes with development attributes. He had predicted that as the gang became more and more intense, a large-scale gang cleaning movement was about to begin. Only large gangs of the scale of Hongmen are the most likely to come to the Hall of Storms. So he resolutely made a decision and took an opportunity to lead the gang to join Hongmen as a whole. That year, he became the hall master of Hongmen in a certain province. The next year, the vigorous struggle to eliminate evil began.

The next ten years were the ten years when the boss of the Bucket Party developed within the Hongmen. The continuous changes in the national situation also caused huge changes within the Hongmen every moment. Well, in terms of commercial terms, this is splitting and reorganizing, then splitting and reorganizing... Implementation has long been a hero. With his extraordinary wisdom and forbearance but ruthless personality traits, coupled with the right time and place and harmony, on his 35th birthday, he officially entered Hongmen and became the new generation of Hongmen's leader. Then he became more and more busy. Like any big company's CEO, all over the world flew around the Golden Triangle, ***, St. Petersburg, Detroit, Philadelphia, South Mexico... Until one day when he woke up and found that he was no longer in a heavily guarded villa, but an interrogation room, he realized that he had been secretly arrested by Guoan, the country's most secret organization.

"Name." A cold voice asked.

"xxx." The boss clearly knew that telling lies and not speaking are extremely unwise behaviors. So he chose to cooperate.

"Age." The cold voice continued to ask.

"Thirty-three." The boss said, this was the first time he said he didn't feel any pride when he was old. This feeling was really bad.

"Profession." Well, it's still the cold voice.

"Chairman of Hongmen Group." The boss said the official name of his organization.

"Hahaha." The voice was no longer cold, and he was obviously amused by the name.

So the boss was very depressed.

"Actually, we know these things without asking you. After all, your file is in Guoan. "Maybe because of the boss's cooperation, the voice gradually disappeared. "But, you seem to be very calm. If you don't say anything else, I personally admire this calmness." It can be seen that the person who said this sentence will not have a low position. He is like the NBA, and he is also a superstar, and the more he dares to take off the field and play.

"What can I do if I don't calm down? You don't have to work hard, I cooperate with everything. But no matter what, I still want to ask? Are you sure that eradicating Hongmen is good for this country? I dare not say anything else, but I dare say that I am patriotic. The existence of Hongmen and I am the leader of this organization should be a good thing for this country." The boss said, obviously he also saw that the other party's identity is not low. Otherwise, he would not waste his saliva like this.

"Haha, I'm not afraid to tell you. The senior management is now making a choice between recruiting you and destroying you. But no matter which choice you determine in the end, you will be brought here. In addition, I admire you for not touching poisons and drugs in the entire Red Door. This is something that the American mafia Gambilo family did not do. In addition, I am a loyal fan of "The Godfather"." The voice said, as if he was chatting.

"About twenty hours ago, I was on the phone with Richard, the American mafia leader, and I was the number one wanted criminal in the United States. I was discussing a group of electrical appliances smuggling. Well, by the way, is I considered making a contribution to this?" The boss who was already becoming more and more stable said.

"You have never said it, it's considered a meritorious service." Following the boss's words, he teased. Then he looked at the boss carefully and said, "Do you usually watch TV?"

"I rarely have time to watch. What's wrong?" The boss was confused when asked.

"Nothing, I just think you look very similar to a national leader. Well, I have a photo of my father when he was young and that leader when he was young. The more I look, the more I look like it... Wait, the information shows that your ancestral home is from a certain province, you are an orphan, right?" I suddenly thought of something, and the voice urgently wanted to be confirmed.

"I really can't answer you these, because I don't know either. My father passed away when I was five years old, and my mother starved to death when she was a teenager. When she was dying, she told me that I bought it from a human trafficker." After laughing at myself, the boss said.

After hearing the boss say this, the voice suddenly walked out in a hurry without saying anything. Twenty minutes later, he came back, followed by a doctor, without saying nonsense, just saying "Blood draw."

"Friend, no, government, what are you doing?" The boss was indeed a little scared. He asked the voice he had just talked about.

"Look for you to have a father." The voice gave a very simple answer that looked like a swear word.

A day later, an old man who seemed to have seen somewhere walked into his house arrested room. He didn't say a word, and hugged the boss and cried. At first, he just choked and cried, but later he just burst into tears, crying so hard that he was heartbreaking. The crying boss felt so sad, and I didn't know why he wanted to cry with the old man.

"Uncle, who are you?" After a long time, the boss asked tentatively.

"I am your father." The old man said excitedly.

"..." The boss was speechless, thinking that this old man had a bad temper. He, a real gangster boss, would not talk to others like this.

After a long time, the old man trembled and took out a photo of paper wrapped in paper from his arms and handed it to the boss. After the boss turned it over, he saw that there were five people on it, which should be a pair of parents, and then the three siblings and their family members looked like. Then he suddenly understood something and looked at the old man with the most astonishment.

The old man nodded and shed tears again.

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From that day on, the boss of the Hongmen had the name Zhou Qi. The prince, the leader of the gang, isn't it a legend?
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