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Volume Three Shandong Thieves Chapter 34: Car Accident Submachine Gun

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    One night, Tang Zijia was tossing and turning.  I can¡¯t sleep myself. The importance of these documents is self-evident.  If it is obtained by competitors or people who want to mess with us, the results will be extremely bad.  In the early morning, the third child returned to the hotel.  Tang Zijia and I gathered around, and the third child said, "I found the person who stole the documents, but he was hiding in a compound. I couldn't get in. There were armed guards and electronic anti-theft nets all around."  "The two of us were startled, wondering what kind of place this was.  After discussion, we decided to go to bed first, and after recuperating our spirits, we went to the place where Laosan followed last night.  ¡­ At ten o¡¯clock in the morning, after a brief rest, Tang Zijia, the third child, and I took a bus to the place where the third child was following last night.  Lin Guoqing did not follow us today. He is a very busy man now. As a secretary, he is not free.  At half past ten, we arrived at the place mentioned by the third child, took out the binoculars and looked over, and saw a plaque hanging at the door of the compound: "Houhai Veteran Cadres Recuperation Center." Tang Zijia and I both took a breath of air-conditioning, this is not  Ordinary rest center.  I'm afraid the person who can live here must have at least deputy state-level qualifications.  This was really troublesome. Tang Zijia suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He quickly took out the interpersonal relationship diagram, wrote the name of the old fox, and then wrote three words after the name of the old fox, Zhao  Hook sinks.  I raised my head and looked at Tang Zijia, and asked with a startled look, "Who is he?" "Zhao Gouchen, the old fox's lifelong rival, resigned from office a few years ago and has been living in a sanatorium. The big boss Wei Zhongxian found this time is Zhao  Gou Shen's former disciple." Tang Zijia and I said in unison: "It's over." As soon as we finished speaking, our cell phones rang.  Liu Jiyang called me and told me that three ministries and commissions from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, Land Bureau and Construction Bureau came together and were sealing up Sanniu Real Estate.  I just said I got it and asked Liu Jiyang not to panic and let the other party seal it.  Liu Jiyang sighed and said that he himself was about to be taken away for investigation.  I said again, it's okay for you to be taken away, just don't say anything and wait until I get back.  Liu Jiyang agreed, and I quickly hung up the phone.  At this time, Tang Zijia also hung up the phone. He turned around and said to me very helplessly: "The leaders of several major banks in the city personally called my mother and asked to check the latest loan, which was the one from Fudi Garden." I  Said: "Sanniu Real Estate has been sealed up." "It's really over now." Tang Zijia said helplessly.  I was biting my nails, not knowing what to do.  The enemy is too strong and I am too weak.  At this moment, we saw from a distance a very cool Porsche sports car driving towards the dry rest house, and sitting in the car was Chen Junhe, a young man with a mushroom head whose face was covered with injuries.  Tang Zijia and I looked at each other and said in unison: "Is there a turning point?" We found the intelligence dealer and got the real information about Chen Junhe.  We were shocked to find out that Chen Junhe was the grandson of Zhao Gouchen.  Tang Zijia and I looked at each other and said, "Tough him up."  Chen Junhe was beaten so hard by Lu Song yesterday that he was beaten to the point where he was no longer human.  When he arrived at the hospital, he had three stitches on his forehead and he couldn't swallow the bad breath.  Today I came to see my grandpa and let him vent his anger for me.  Zhao Gou Shen said with a strong voice, he had been in charge of the military for more than ten years, and he had already developed a calm attitude in dealing with things. When he saw his grandson being beaten, he still picked up his pen and practiced calligraphy without even looking at it.  Chen Junhe was so angry that he even wanted to grab his grandfather's writing brush, but he didn't dare even if he had ten more courages.  After Zhao Gouchen finished writing the letter, he put away his pen, glanced at Chen Junhe and said, "If someone beats you, go and find your own face. Don't come here to beg me. It's useless." Chen Junhe left angrily.  He went to a dry rest house and drove a Porsche on a rampage on Chang'an Street.  Fortunately, we are not crowded during the rush hour, otherwise we would have been in a car accident.  But at this moment, the girl Chen Junhe had been pursuing actually called him, and Zhu Nuannuan asked Chen Junhe to have dinner in a restaurant.  Chen Junhe was overjoyed, and his original gloom was swept away.  But the great joy was followed by great sadness. When he arrived, he found that Zhu Nuannuan had invited a group of little girls, and then these girls together denigrated what happened to him last night, saying that he looked so handsome when he was beaten. He had never seen such a handsome figure before.  What a miserable person, what a bunker.  Chen Junhe sat aside, holding back and saying nothing.  The most annoying thing was that after the meal was over, he was still asked to pay the bill. He left in anger.  The anger in his chest had been burned to the extreme. He was driving a Porsche, and now he just wanted to find Lu Song and teach Lu Song a lesson.  Chen Junhe's anger made him step on the accelerator as hard as he could.  One hundred, one hundred two, one hundred five, two hundred!  Driving in a downtown area, the speed of 80 is considered fast.  But Chen Junhe¡¯s Porsche is just?Just like on a racing track, traffic rules are not regarded as laws at all.  At a corner, Chen Junhe still maintained the same speed, and in front of him was a red light. In front of the red light, there was a Passat parked, with a happy family of three sitting inside.  The moment Chen Junhe reacted, it was already over.  Even though he stepped on the brakes, the speed of 200 yards caused him to crash directly into the Passat.  Although the Passat was stopped, it was still knocked out more than ten meters, and the driver inside was hit on the head.  The driver was very angry. After getting off the car, he rushed towards Chen Junhe, patted his window and shouted for an explanation.  The driver of the Passat is not a coward, but rather a bit awe-inspiring.  This angered Chen Junhe. Although he hit someone, you were not killed. Why were you so angry?  Chen Junhe opened the car door and walked out: "What's your name? I'm not dead. I'll give you a thousand yuan to finish the job." The driver of the Passat was furious. He finally took his wife and daughter to the suburbs today.  Play.  But before leaving the city, there was a car accident.  The driver was still rushing like this. Even though he was driving a Passat, the pass under the windshield had zhongn¨¢nh¨£i written on it.  The driver of the Passat said: "Driving in a troubled area and being arrogant after hitting someone, just wait and go to jail." Chen Junhe slapped him in the face, and the Passat driver was stunned: "There is something wrong with you, you were hit."  You just started blackmailing me, you think I grew up eating n¨£i!¡± The driver of the Passat was a tough guy. He couldn¡¯t bear it when someone hit him. He slapped Chen Junhe in the face.  Go up and fight with Chen Junhe.  Chen Junhe was no match for the Passat driver and was quickly defeated. Chen Junhe was furious. He dared to show off in front of his own Porsche by driving a Passat. He, Chen Junhe, was probably the number one person in the capital after all.  He turned back to the car, took out a submachine gun he got from a friend, took it out and put it on the head of the Passat driver, shouting: "You are so awesome. If you continue to be awesome, I will  I'm going to kill you, you idiot." Chen Junhe slapped the Passat driver on the head and continued: "I hit you hard just now, why can't you move now? Your uncle, you were so crazy just now." The Passat driver didn't move at all.  After enduring Chen Junhe's beating and scolding, countless people passing by took pictures of him holding a submachine gun with their mobile phones, and some even recorded videos.  Chen Junhe was not stupid. After fighting for a while, he threw the submachine gun into the car, got in the car and drove away.  The Passat driver stared at his license plate and imprinted it in his mind.  Back in the car, the Passat driver's wife asked him: "Guanghui, what's going on? Who is that person?" Yu Guanghui chuckled and said: "It's okay, a person who has stepped into the Palace of Hell." Yu Guanghui said  Guanghui looked at his injured wife and daughter and said: "Go to the hospital to bandage first, and then go for an outing. It's rare for me to have a good holiday." Yu Guanghui's wife said coquettishly: "Yes, you have three days a year  One hundred and sixty-five days, it would be nice to be with us two for sixty-five days.¡±
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