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Chapter 174:

I was anxious to remove all the big and small matters in my hand. Yaomian, the former famous Mongolian prince, is now hiding in a corner at the urban-rural fringe of Shangjijiao, Shanghai. The old man who bent down with gray hair and squatted in the stove and made breakfast a little clumsyly, seems to have really forgotten the past that most of his life was thrilling enough to write a bestseller book. He carefully trained the chess skills of a beautiful girl with extremely high understanding and excellent talent. He was a little happy to serve food, drink, defecation and urination. Occasionally, a few words of experience and insights of doing things and being a human being between turning decay into magical chess power. The unstunning tone and plain language are all life wisdom accumulated after going through ups and downs. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, but just experience.

The slender little hands were always moving the slightly rough chess pieces casually. In the blink of an agile and clear eyes, a cold and tricky backhand followed, which made the old man smile faintly, avoiding the exquisite killer moves in the eyes of ordinary people, and then said in a slight tone.

"Anyone who fights is in harmony and wins with strange things. It is infinite like heaven and earth, and is endless like rivers and seas. It ends and starts again and again, and the sun and the moon."

Unexpectedly, the little girl curled her lips with some disdain, as if she could read ancient classics in the third and fourth grades of elementary school, and was shaking it out and showed that it was not lethal to her at all, but she didn't say much. The cannon that seemed to be pulled casually fell into a subtle point, and the momentum of striking the corners echoed each other from afar.

The old man saw it, didn't care at all, and asked:

"Can you recite it?"

Huangfu Huiyu immediately said:

"Actually, I like that sentence more: the sound is only five, and the change of five sounds is beyond recognition!"

Sun Yaomian was slightly surprised and asked:

"Why?"

"Because I'm just called Huangfu Huiyu! Huiyu, Huiyu, Dad said that I'm going to have two calls, that's enough!"

The old man said lightly, his eyes like an ancient well closed slightly on the chessboard and stopped talking.

If the bystander had Jiang Zhuohe here, it would be easy to see that Huangfu Huiyu's chess style was extremely similar to Yang Qingwu. Both of them seemed to be tepid and twitching the cold knife round after round, with a gentle and kind look of a gentle and respectful look with a smile on his face and a sinister look of swords.

This piece of chess in Shanghai is lush and leaves. The chess I bought from the roadside grocery stall for more than ten yuan was found under this big banyan tree. When the chess piece in Inner Mongolia that cherishes luxury and is a whole piece of Changhua Chicken Blood Stone that is rarely divided into two red and yellow pieces in the Chu River and Hanjie are inevitably covered with a faint layer of dust.

The young man with his eyes like a peregrine falcon and his back like a thin tiger, the young man who had worked hard to polish it for many years by Sun Yaomian as his adopted son, a Hong Fourth generation who ran out of Beijing for love and a red root, and a man of the same age as Yang Qingwu, Sun Mangong, had completely controlled the situation two or three months after the old man left. The one who should be cleaned was not left, and a large number of wings swayed up, completely becoming a new generation of Mongolian kings, a Sun tiger with the same surname as Sun!

He had always been very concerned about Yang Qingwu and heard that the other party was not dead, disabled, and had a small future in Guangdong, and he couldn't help but feel a little eager to try, and he was still puzzled and puzzled.

What kind of character can make the old man use two or three paragraphs of pen to describe and explain in his suicide note to his godfather? What kind of character and character can you get the jade bracelet that he once said to pass on to his daughter-in-law?

The old man he said was naturally Grandma Chang who had already buried underground and began to turn into dead bones. A woman who had helped Sun Yaomian plan and build such a family business in the bloody storm was now called "Sister Chang" with respect! Instead of calling her "Madam Sun or Sister-in-law" like her, her courage and ability can be seen!

Later, because his only son was killed by his enemy, he had a quarrel and left the sad place. He lived alone in a corner of Shanghai. In a blink of an eye, he was a little old. However, he never expected that he would meet Yang Qingwu, a calf with a small heart, who was not very good-hearted. He wrote a skeleton on the ground and a very powerful and powerful response to the old man's eyes. He would find that he was a rare and wonderful person. Otherwise, according to the nature of Grandma Chang, he would not have played chess with you at home, nor would he say that the world is confused, and it would be a good match for him when encountering things, and it would be hard to tell the truth about black and white!

There are gods everywhere in this world who do not live in temples. It depends on whether you have the spirituality and sincerity to see it. Not everyone can find the temple gate to make incense with two kilograms of pork. By chance, this thing is difficult, but it is easy enough for some people to run around for most of their lives!

At this time, Yang Qingwu did not have the awareness of a god at all, nor did he have been practiced for life by several people who have been practicing for the rest of their lives. He could not say that he had attained enlightenment and realized the golden body, but he was also turned upside down. Some people who were unable to reach the power of ordinary people were seen in their eyes, and they remembered it in their hearts. They still continued to do the crime of killing people and killing people and robbing them without repentance.

Yang Qingwu was indeed not in a hurry in the next period of time. One boss and one boss saw each other, and one brother and one brother were not very hard but fulfilling enough.

Since going out that night at 0213, the news that four or five elder brothers who were not invited to the banquet were seriously injured and hospitalized, three elder brothers immediately came to Yang Qingwu to express their willingness to hand over their place. Yang Qingwu naturally agreed to the whole situation. The people who saw it were fussing and praised Yang Qingwu for being so generous. In fact, even if it was a little too much, Yang Qingwu would not hesitate at all. In his world, what promised passerby A did not mean that it was something that must be done.

Of course, there are also some forces that intend to hold on to Yang Qingwu to the end and cleverly embraced them into groups. However, after 0213, they were all in one go, as blood stained several streets of red, these forces collapsed and surrendered one after another.

For a moment, the entire Fanyu District was in chaos, and there were endless shouts of beating and killing. The public security situation became worse and worse. At night, patrol police were everywhere. The police drove around in their cars.

As the municipal public security director, Sun Kai naturally suffered great pressure. For a time, criticism and criticism from all sides continued to spread. The Yangcheng Evening News also made a headline with sarcasm, and he was very sarcastic about the inaction of current senior officials in the Guangzhou public security system. Although there was no name criticism at the Standing Committee several times, it was not pleasant to be left by the provincial party secretary and executive vice governor to drink tea.

How could Sun Kai not know that it was the one who had killed someone and sat in his house openly and drank a pot of tea, patted his butt and made a bet with him. It was so lawless that it was not enough to describe what he did now.

What made Sun Kai even more scolding was the news that several municipal party committee bosses didn't know where they were. They knew that Yang Qingwu could have a slight relationship with Beijing Xishan. In addition, they walked out of Dan Tai Fuping's home safely and slapped the old man's face. They all opened their mouths and said that they should do a good job in public security and stabilize the economic development environment. They never mentioned a heavy blow to the criminal gangs who violated the law and discipline. It seemed that they didn't even ask about the reason for such chaos, and they were all pushed to Sun Kai!

Sun Kai, who hadn't slept peacefully for several nights, would call Yang Qingwu almost every day. At first, the other party always smiled nicely and said, "Haha, I'm an excellent citizen and I don't know anything about it." Finally, Sun Kai, who was so anxious, shouted directly at the phone:

"Yang Qingwu, do you believe it or not, I will stop doing it. I will get a car of martial arts and police officers pulled you over and thrust you all!"

Yang Qingwu, who was shocked by the sudden loud voice, realized that Sun Kai was angry and thought that he would inevitably deal with this police chief in the future. The relationship was pretty good at the beginning, and there was no need to get it stiff. After thinking for a moment, he said with a guarantee:

"Director Sun, give me another week!"

"At most three days!"

"Five days!"

After a bargaining without reaching an agreement, Sun Kai cursed Yang Qingwu. Fuck you, Banban, and then he fell down the phone.

At first, I was a little confused about why Sun Kai was still in this way when he made such a big noise. However, when he heard a boss who asked him to have dinner and talk about some business, he saw that he smiled politely and enthusiastically, and finally he became bold and asked:

"Haven Lafayette is really your uncle?"

At that time, Yang Qingwu almost sprayed all the fat face of the fat building materials wholesaler with big ears and big ears. After a long time, Yang Qingwu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, said that he didn't slip to his mouth or took it back, but looked directly at the man and asked in surprise:

"Who said that?"

The man seemed to know that he had inquired about something he shouldn't have known, and he couldn't help but keep reassuring:

"I just fart casually, don't take it seriously!"

Yang Qingwu naturally smiled and skipped it. Afterwards, he hurriedly asked Wang Xuance to go out to inquire. It turned out that there were more or less rumors in this whole Guangzhou that he was Dan Tai Fuping's eldest nephew or his nephew.

After a while of speechlessness, Yang Qingwu thought about it and knew the reason. He was unintentionally planting willows and willows to form a shade! Otherwise, how could he be so smooth when doing things by himself!

Since he had been snatched up and seemed to have no objection to the tiger himself, he naturally had no reason not to make good use of it. If he did not admit it or deny it, Yang Qingwu successfully marketed himself, and gained a big fame and reputation. Although some of it was not very nice, he really didn't care!

Jiang Zhuhe has recovered well. Yang Qingwu is not short of money now. He piles up various nutrients all day long. After more than ten days, he is full of red faces, but he can't get out of bed. Naturally, Yang Qingwu is not in a hurry to persuade him to take a good rest. He is afraid that he will be bored, so he brought a bunch of books from the bookstore in a mess.

After seeing that there was no color. After seeing that Jiang Zhuohe, the old guy, immediately shouted in dissatisfaction:

"Why don't you get two adjustments for your buddy? Only by purifying menstruation and promoting blood circulation is beneficial to recovery!"

Yang Qingwu laughed and scolded:

"Your uncle! Do you want to call you a few big girls and help you break a few bones!"

Yang Qingwu did not forget to throw the book "First Financial Daily" picked up from Vinson to Jiang Zhuohe who was full of financial knowledge and could set up a business to Tsinghua University and Peking University, who had a fight with professors and experts for three days. Before leaving, I said, "I have circled all the interesting and unintelligible things, and I will tell me a good idea next time.

The old man Jiang Zhuohe responded with a backboneless response. Daddy, please be fine! Yang Qingwu was speechless.

Of course, an interesting title drawn by Yang Qingwu circle is ------Jiangxi Province Metal Resource Integration Development Financial Financing Procuratorate Regulations.

After leaving the hospital, she received a call from Cai Yanzhi, saying that school was about to start in late August, and she estimated that it would be coming in early August. Yang Qingwu thought about it for more than ten days, and her heart was a little complicated. She put down the phone and looked at the sky in the distance. It was clear and colorful.
Chapter completed!