Less than two minutes after Qin Yu hung up his cell phone, Ma Lao Er called him.

"Hey?"

"Brother, can you care for me, don't let me talk to that silly B anymore?" Ma Lao Er said silently: "We both fell apart, what would you want me to call him?"

"Let you fight, you fight." Qin Yu frowned and replied, "I have arrangements."

"Oh, I'm really riding a horse." Ma's second child replied with some collapse: "Okay, I will contact him."

"it is good."

When the voice fell, the two ended the conversation.

...

Inside the hospital.

Fatty Bi was lying on the bed, whistling and asking the little nurse: "Sister, you give me injections every day, when can you give me an injection?"

The nurse looked at him with bored eyes and deliberately stabbed him with a needle in his veins, "You are old now, and your blood vessels are very thin. If you are okay, eat more celery."

"Di Lingling!"

As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang.

"Hello?" Fatty Bi picked it up.

"Wei Kun doesn't mention it, I will add another 500,000 yuan to you, okay?" Ma's second voice sounded.

Fatty Bi was taken aback, then sneered and replied: "I told you when I stepped on a horse, your voice is too small, I can't hear you."

"All right, then I'll take the time to make some noise, and you can listen to it again." Ma Lao Er whispered back and hung up the phone directly.

On the hospital bed, Fatty Bi patted his big belly, curled his mouth and said to the person next to him: "This bunch of mud legs really **** thought they were doing it. I don't know how many departments in Fengbei are ready to clean them up!"

...

five minutes later.

After Qin Yu received the text message from Ma Lao Er, he asked Fu Xiaohao to notify Zhu Wei and hand Wei Kun to the police officer from Feng Bei.

Handing over is a helpless choice. Although the district superintendent has a lot of discretion, after all, the highest institution in the police system is the General Police Department. Even if Qin Yu had a hundred military and political troops standing behind him, it was impossible for him to confront his orders head-on. This makes no sense, and it will not do anything.

The police from Fengbei Imperial Tombs area spent less than half an hour in the black street, and took Wei Kun and other suspects away and took the light rail back to Fengbei.

Niu Hai, as well as the people in Wei Kun's village, got the news that day, but they didn't have the ability to do anything. The people on Qin Yu's side didn't show up well, let alone their group.

Since the expansion of Xinyuan District, various bloodsheds on the ground have occurred almost every day. Many small teams working on the line fire a few shots every three to five. Killing people is nothing new, but many people are still at large.

Wei Kun only fired one shot, but even Qin Yu failed to protect him. The people did not fight against the officials, which was vividly reflected at this moment.

...

After Wei Kun was taken away, nearly a month later, Lao Bi was discharged from the hospital, and the Xinyuan District was still full of projects, and the people in the circle seemed to have forgotten the conflict.

At noon that day, Lao Bi had a meal with a few small bosses from construction companies, and he returned to his company early, but as soon as he entered the lobby, he saw a group of simple and sloppy dresses sitting on the sofa area on the left. Workers.

"Hurry up, or I will find someone from the superintendent." The security guard shouted with a truncheon.

"You can find it if you want." The leading worker turned his head and spit out rhubarb sputum on the ground: "We are dunning money normally. Which law did we commit?"

"You can't tell me about asking for money, but you definitely won't be able to stay here." The security guard shouted with frowning frowning: "Get me up and go quickly!"

Hearing the quarrel here, Fatty Bi immediately asked the person in charge in the lobby: "What's wrong, is this?"

"A person from a small construction company in Pingdao District, let us settle the payment today. If we don't pay, just stay here and not leave." The person in charge replied softly.

Fatty Bi glanced at the group of workers coldly, frowned and said, "Call the superintendent and ask them to get them away."

"Okay, I'll fight now."

"Hurry up, what's it like to be stuck here!" Fatty Bi dropped a sentence, turned and went to the elevator.

Half an hour later, the superintendent of Xinyuan District came out to the police and came over to persuade the people who wanted to pay the bills, but they refused to cooperate, and they were not noisy or disturbed. They only gathered a crowd to sit at the front door of the company and shouted to let Bi Fatty Subsidiary. Repay the money.

The police officer tried to pull the lead worker, but before he reached out his hand, they fell to the ground with a grunt. Then everyone shouted the police officer to beat people, and they continued to record images.

Police officers in Xinyuan District were too lazy to deal with this kind of direct economic disputes. After a few words of persuasion were invalid, they drove away.

...

upstairs.

When Fatty Bi was looking for a relationship to continue to take the project, the secretary walked in and said softly: "The superintendent is here, but it doesn't help. The group of people will not leave when they gather together... ."

Fatty Bi was stunned for a moment: "Then what's not going to do? They are gathering crowds to make trouble. The police officers come to catch two of them and they will be separated?"

"The problem is that the Superintendent of Xinyuan District is unwilling to catch us." The secretary replied softly: "When I talked to them, the nose was not the nose, and the face was not the face. He said that we weren't the old man. Can you gather people here to collect debts?"

Fatty Bi was stunned for a long time before he suddenly realized: "Ah, I forgot, Lao Feng from Xinyuan District is Qin Yu's master, and there is a reason why these gangsters are not helping..."

"Then what do you think about this?" the secretary asked.

Fatty Bi picked up the cigarette case and drew a cigarette and said, "These silly workers just owe to clean up, and the old **** threatens them by gathering crowds like this! The more you do this, the less I will give them money! Go find five sons, Let them handle this!"

"Good!" The secretary nodded.

"Well, go." Fatty Bi waved his hand.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Fatty Bi went to an entertainment city in Jiangnan District to talk.

At the same time, more than 30 people emerged from the construction site in Xinyuan District, drove seven or eight off-road vehicles, and rushed to Pingdao District.

...

maritime.

A huge freighter with the name Nanhu Military Industry is slowly moving towards the Seventh District.

"Wow!"

Suddenly ~lightnovelpub.net~ a sharp sound appeared on the sea.

"Boom, boom!"

Ten seconds later, a flare exploded in the sky on the left!

In the cockpit, the first officer took the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Looking hand, is there any movement on the left?"

"Yes, there was a signal flare from a stagnant hovercraft to the sky!" The watchman replied in the intercom channel: "It seems that someone has fallen into trouble. There is a sign for help on the ship!"

"Go to a boat!" the chief mate replied concisely.

On the sea.

Lin Chengdong trembled all over, but he looked at the huge ship with excitement in his eyes, as if he saw the hope of new life...

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