Big Data Cultivation

Ermao put the construction vehicle and Xu Leigang's car in it, and instructed the gang to block the road.

It was a day until the evening, and another Audi Q7 came, and a tall man got off the car, instructing the migrant workers to remove the cement pier.

Wang Haifeng's aura, but Xu Leigang was still enough, and the punks knew that this was Mr. Wang, so they looked at Er Mao.

Ermao shook his head slightly, instructing the brethren not to stop, and then said yin and yang in a strange way, "Master Wang, I have been waiting for the phone, don't let me wait too long."

Wang Haifeng glanced at him, and ignored it. After the cement pier moved away, he drove directly into the manor.

Ermao burst into flames and smiled casually, "Q7, good car, when can our brethren get one?"

"Well drive with President Wang's car," there are people who are not afraid of death.

In fact, they did n’t dare to say this before, but this time, there is a backing from the town leaders, and there are bigger figures behind the town leaders. They are considered to be the beaters of the public. What dare they say?

"Don't think about it that much," Ermao said with a smile. "Let's do what we should do, and things we shouldn't do, don't worry about it ... President Wang's family has a little energy."

In the speaking room, several construction vehicles entered the building, and the younger brothers could only curse a few words when they saw it.

Ermao was also a little unhappy. He should take the lead in the eldest brother, and he should n’t call the younger brother in vain. Like those half-sized children of sixteen or seven, he does n’t necessarily have to give money, but he has to be in charge Do you have to send two boxes of cigarettes?

The same people, if scattered in the town, the younger brothers can help him make money.

Staying in this place where the bird does not shit, and having to raise a younger brother without income, is really delaying everything.

So he waved his hand and said aloud, "Okay, work is done. Early tomorrow morning, get a digging machine and dig the road!"

Digging a broken road, but it is different from a concrete pier-the broken road will not move.

Why choose to dig a broken road tomorrow? Because ... things may change tonight.

If Red Sister can realize the seriousness of this problem.

It can be seen that Ermao deserves to be a social person, and his body has extremely obvious attributes.

Even if there is support in the town, he will not bury his head and rush forward. At the beginning, he chose to use a cement pier to block the road. It is to leave sufficient redundancy and can move forward and back, ensuring that the benefits are maximized under the premise of minimum risk. .

After evacuating from here, he took the younger brothers to the town's restaurant, ate a lot of water, and ordered a lot of wine.

When I was happy, everyone asked Brother Mao, what should I do tomorrow?

Ermao replied, "Cold salad, what are you thinking about so early?" After living today, let's drink quickly, whoever is interested after drinking, go for a while.

Ermao let the younger brothers play, definitely not going to KTV. Most of the town's venues were covered by him. The younger brothers went there and gave him a maximum of wine money, but it was his loss.

He is talking about gambling, and there are several fortunes in the younger brother.

But everyone does not play with Ermao. He is the boss. Who dares to win him? So he is tapping.

But how much can a group of imps get? Ermao opened a room for them, entrusted a younger brother to supervise the tapping, and opened a room by himself. He directly found the two girls from KVT. After playing and flying again, they went to sleep.

Before going to sleep, his mouth was still muttering, "What red sister? Nima ... dare to shake me, you wait for me."

I don't know when he was awakened by the cold, feeling cold, opened his eyes and saw the starry sky.

He shook his head and woke up, "Hold the grass, what's the matter with Nima, is there water?"

"There is no water, there is a bubble in the urine," someone said coldly on the side, "Can't you drink?"

Ermao froze for a moment, then reacted completely: I am lying on the ground?

He sat up rubbing, looked around, and found that there was a dark patch around him, and he didn't know where he was.

Through the street lights in the distance, he could vaguely see a person standing in front of him, dressed in black clothes, with a Chinese character face, and a broken eyebrow, and he looked extremely fierce.

After all, Ermao was a bit of audacious courage, and not to mention his thinness, the fight was also quite unambiguous, at least his skill was absolutely flexible, so he froze for a moment, then said with a smile, "Brother, which way?"

The man in black ignored him at all, and he grabbed his right hand with a swift hand. His movements were swift and powerful, like giant iron tongs. He seemed to hear the cracking of his hand bones.

The other hand of the man in black is holding a kidney machine, which is Er Mao's mobile phone, "fingerprint unlock ... Which finger?"

"Oh," Ermao screamed miserably. "Forefinger, forefinger ... two thumbs!"

His cry is a bit false, in fact, his purpose is to let the other party underestimate himself, maybe there is a chance to get out.

The man in black clicks on the screen of the kidney machine, releases his hand, clicks on the kidney machine a few times, and then speaks with a deep voice, "ID card number ... report it."

Ermao was rubbing his right hand with his left hand, and he was surprised for a while, "Ah? ID card ... I didn't bring it, I don't remember the number, what do you want this to do?"

"What? Buy a plane ticket for you," the man in black turned his head and smiled slightly. His teeth appeared extremely white under the illumination of the street lights in the distance. "Don't you want to fly?"

"Flying on a plane ... no," Ermao was stunned for a while, then his face turned white. "I didn't mean to offend Red Sister."

"Go to Nima," kicked the man in black and kicked him directly over two meters away. "Dog-like stuff, with you ... also with Red Sister to call you?"

"No need, no need to fight," Ermao was almost kicked by this kick. "Oh ... I don't need her old man to call. I'm not malicious. I'm worried about someone acting in her old name. "

"Made," the man in black kicked again. "Who told you that Red Sister is very old?"

"She is not old, she is not old," Ermao rolled to the ground with pain, "I was wrong, you spare me."

The man in black ignored him and whispered softly in his mouth, "I don't remember the ID number ... then just make a good one. Anyway, you don't have the opportunity to fly. How much is the payment password?

"Brother, forgive me," Ermao got scared to get up, and knelt down again. "I didn't mean to offend Red Sister."

He doesn't know Hong Jie very well, but he knows that this is a lot of people who have to go around.

To be honest, the name originally gave him a sense of mystery, and the encounter at the moment made him add a lot of fear-do I have to receive the plane ticket of Hongjie?

No, this is not what I want, I just want to confirm if I am being fooled!

"I forgot, fingerprints can also be paid," the man in black ignored his pleading and murmured.

"No!" Ermao screamed and clenched his fists.

"Huh?" The man in black frowned slightly, and drew a dagger from his waist, apparently intending to use it to obtain fingerprints.

Looking at Ming Huang's dagger, Ermao wanted to run, but the opponent's feet kicked so much that he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

"There is not enough change in the phone!" He wailed. "You cut my hand and it's useless. You have to use the payment password."

"Huh?" The man in black raised his eyebrows. "Then I don't need to pay for the password. I'll buy you a ticket. Relatively speaking ... ID card number is better to hear."

"Brother, I really didn't do anything," Ermao's tears came out, "Sister Red is reasonable, right?"

"Sister Red is reasonable?" The man in black smiled coldly. "I didn't think she was reasonable ... Well, I will give you a chance to explain!"

Ermao reiterated his reasons.

After listening, the man in black said coldly, "After Xu Lei just warned you, you are still entangled at the door ... Can't wait for Red Sister's phone when you go home? Still think you are playing big, right?"

There is no problem with this. Ermao did this too seriously.

Ermao didn't dare to be entangled in this issue. His attitude was very correct, and he actively admitted, "I'm crazy."

However, he still managed to find a reason to argue, "Zhao Haicheng, the chief of the town party and government office, came out at the cost of helping my brothers wipe out the case ... I am also for the brothers. From tomorrow, I will not go again!"

Feng Jun would like to ask, who was instructed by Zhao Haicheng?

But in this way, he ... pretended to be imperfect and lacked mystery.

So he just sneered, "It's a good thing to give up your loyalty, but you have committed the taboo of Red Sister ... are you going to finish it?"

Ermao was in a tense mood and was directly misunderstood. He thought that the other party suspected that he was playing a word game. "It's not just that I don't go ... All my brothers don't go, this is a must."

The man in black was silent for a while before speaking out, "On this, I can't see your sincerity ... Zhao Haicheng's hand stretched out too long, do you understand what I mean?"

"Understand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ermao nodded very simply, to be honest, he now wants to find Zhao Haicheng's trouble.

"I hope you really understand," the man in black turned around, straddled a motorcycle, and caught fire. "If I send you a ticket for the second time, I will never listen to your explanation."

In the roar of the motorcycle, the man in black disappeared into the distance.

Ermao knelt there and didn't get up for a long time, but it's very strange that at this moment his mind was thinking: Nima, just now ... Is there a motorcycle here? Why didn't I notice?

He froze for a while, then stood up, rubbed his body, and shuddered.

In this weather, he only wore a nightgown in the hotel, which was really cold.

As he walked steadily towards the street lamp, he secretly made up his mind: OK, you are big, both of you are big, I am a mouse and got into the bellows-both sides get angry.

Can't afford it, can I still hide?

(Furthermore, can I call the monthly ticket now?)