Big Data Cultivation

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

This was one day, until the evening, 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 is more than Xu Leigang. The gangsters also 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 had a fire in his heart and had a casual smile on his face, "q7, good car, when can our brothers 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 on 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 this evening.

If Red Sister can realize the seriousness of this problem.

It can be seen that Ermao deserves to be a social person, and he has very obvious attributes.

Even if there is a backing 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, which is to leave sufficient redundancy to 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 restaurant in the town.

When we were happy, everyone asked Brother Mao, what should we 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 is covered by him. The younger brothers go there and give him at most a drink, which is 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 just tapped his head.

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

Before going to sleep, he still muttered, "What red sister? Nima ... dare to shake me, you wait for me."

I don't know when he was awakened by the cold, and he felt cold on his body. When he opened his eyes, he saw the sky full of stars.

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, and then reacted completely: did I lie 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, with a Chinese face, and a broken eyebrow.

After all, Ermao was a bit daring and courageous, and not to mention that he was small and the fight was 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 first, and grabbed his right hand as soon as he probed his hand. His movements were extremely fast, and his power was so strange that he seemed to hear the cracking of his hand bones like giant iron tongs.

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 will be 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 one

under. "

Ermao was rubbing his right hand with his left hand, and he was shocked when he heard the words, "Ah? ID card ... I didn't bring it, I don't remember the number. What do you want 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 more than two meters away. "Dog-like stuff, it's up to you ... and Red Sister to call you?"

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

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

"She is not old, she is not old," Ermao rolled on 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 write a random one, anyway, you have no chance to get on the plane, how much is the payment password?"

"Brother, forgive me," Ermao got scared to get up and kneeled on the ground 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 her eyebrows. "Then you don't need to pay for the password. I'll buy you a ticket. Relatively speaking ... the ID number is easier 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 said his reasons immediately.

After listening, the man in black said coldly, "After Xu Lei just warned you, you are still entangled at the door ... you can't wait for the phone of Red Sister when you go home? You 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, his comparison ... is not perfect enough, and it lacks mystery.

So he just sneered, "It's a good thing to give up your loyalty, but you have committed the taboo of Red Sister ... you're done if you don't go?"

Ermao was in a tense mood, and was directly misunderstood. He thought 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?"

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

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

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 was very strange that what he had in mind at the moment was: 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?)