District 9

After learning that the four young men he sent were thrown from the second floor by Uncle Liu's men, Xiao Quan became furious and went crazy. He couldn't figure out how much he weighed.

After a while, the white-haired boy Dong Sheng drove six or seven people and drove downstairs in two cars, carrying four guns in his bag.

After Xiaoquan received the call, he led a friend downstairs. But his blood surged, but his friend was still sober, so he persuaded her kindly: "Quan, I think it's best for us not to go to Trash Street."

"What's going on?" Xiaoquan asked with a sullen face.

"It's easy to suffer a loss if you go there." My friend said very sensibly: "The people in Tuzh Street are very close to each other. Ma Laoer, Liu Zishu and others are very popular there, so the two of us went..."

"I'm afraid of him?!" Koizumi asked with a bit of embarrassment.

"I didn't say you were afraid," the friend responded helplessly: "But we can't bear the disadvantage. Think about it, they beat the person first, which must be their fault. Now Mr. Han is cooperating with Qin Yu again. So you might as well call Uncle Liu directly to Joy Palace...he will definitely have to come."

After hearing what his friend said, Xiaoquan actually had some idea in his mind. He felt that if he rashly went to Tuzh Street to play games, it would be very easy to get out. So after thinking about it for a long time, he took out his mobile phone and made two calls to ask the question. Liu Zishu’s number.

Two or three minutes later.

"Hello?" Liu Zishu's voice rang on the phone.

"I'm Koizumi."

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean? Why do you hit people?" Koizumi asked angrily.

"What's going on, haven't you figured it out yet?" Liu Zishu was too lazy to argue with the other party: "What do you want to do, just tell me."

"I'm in the Joy Palace, come here."

"...!" Liu Zishu knew in his heart that this matter would have to be resolved sooner or later, so he simply replied: "Okay, just wait for me."

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About an hour later, Liu Zishu, smelling of alcohol all over his body, led Xu Yang's brother to a private room on the third floor of Xile Palace.

As soon as the two entered the house, the white-haired boy Dong Sheng pulled out the troll, raised his hand and put it on Liu Zishu's head, curled his lips and asked: "Did you hit my brother?!"

Koizumi sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and saying nothing.

"Put the gun down."

"I'm cnm!" Dong Sheng gritted his teeth and was about to pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

The door opened, Ye Lin stepped into the house, stretched out her hand and pushed the spray gun away from Dong Sheng's hand: "What are you doing? Are you mentally ill? Put this piece of shit away!"

Dong Sheng glanced at Ye Lin, frowned and replied: "This matter has nothing to do with you, just get out of here."

Ye Lin didn't bother to look at him, she just frowned and said to Xiaoquan: "You are using my place as a shooting range, right?"

"Sister Lin, am I the one who picked this?" Xiaoquan stood up suddenly and said with a gloomy face: "We talked about Lao Jiang first, but Uncle Liu interfered and even started to beat him. My brother. Can’t I give him an explanation?”

"I'm telling you one last time, tell him to put the gun away for me right away, and get out of here with these people!" Ye Lin pointed at Dong Sheng, anger already on her pretty face.

"Sister Lin, are you turning your elbows outward?" Xiaoquan thought he was very smart, but in fact he brought up the issue of position because of his lack of intelligence: "You don't have to worry about today's matter, let's talk alone."

Ye Lin glanced at Liu Zishu with some embarrassment and started to walk towards Xiaoquan.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the private room door was pushed open again, and Wu Di walked in with the driver with a sullen face: "Who is with whom? Whose elbow is turned out?"

Ye Lin turned around and saw Wu Di, and just stood there without moving.

"Digo!" Xiaoquan stood up and shouted.

Wu Di glanced at Dong Sheng and said concisely: "Get out."

Dong Sheng was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Xiaoquan, who immediately waved his hand at him.

Dong Sheng glanced sideways at Liu Zishu and walked out of the private room with six or seven brothers.

Wu Di walked up to Xiaoquan and asked again: "Who is with whom? Which group are you in?"

"Brother Di, I was the one who contacted Lao Jiang first, Uncle Liu..."

"Snapped!"

Before Wu Di could wait for the other party to finish speaking, he slapped him in the face, causing Koizumi to move half a step sideways, and his left cheek became red and swollen.

"Brother Di, me!" Xiaoquan covered his face and looked at Wu Di in embarrassment.

"I think you don't have a clue. I've just had two days of rest, and you're going to make trouble for me, right?" Wu Di looked at Xiao Quan with his hands behind his back and asked, "Who do you think you are? Who do you want to assign to me?" Who should I go with?"

Xiaoquan lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.

"On the day when the cake is divided, you are not the one who can sit at the conference table." Wu Di pointed at the other party and said very straightforwardly: "Place your position and be smart when talking and doing things."

"I know, Diego."

"Get out." Wu Di frowned and moved away.

Xiaoquan glanced at Ye Lin and Liu Zishu with great embarrassment, covered his cheeks, and left quickly.

"call!"

Wu Di took a long breath, waved his hand towards Uncle Liu and said, "Come and sit."

Liu Zishu stepped forward, bent down and sat on the sofa with Wu Di.

"Let me make a call." Wu Di lifted his windbreaker, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed Han Yu's number with his legs crossed.

"Hello, Mr. Di." Han Yu answered the phone with a smile.

"Qin Yu's first choice for Kaiyuan's business. If he wants to do it, you can't touch it; if he doesn't want to do it, you have to ask clearly before taking it." Wu Di said in a cold voice: "Don't be careful, otherwise I won’t let you walk around without food.”

Han Yu was stunned when he heard the sound.

Wu Di reached out and hung up the phone, turned to look at Liu Zishu and said: "From now on, when we do things in our family, we will do it according to one sentence. Whatever is agreed in advance will be done; if it is not agreed, it will be done according to the contract; if there is no contract, it will be done according to the work. Assignment, the more you work, the more you will get. No matter who it is, there are no exceptions and no backdoors here."

Liu Zishu nodded immediately when he heard the sound: "Bullshit, fair."

"Brother Feng, let me drink some wine. Let's drink some and relax." Wu Di smiled, loosened his collar and said, "It's been several years, and I can finally get drunk without thinking about anything."

Ye Lin looked at Wu Di, and she knew very clearly in her heart that from this moment on, Wu Di was determined to support Qin Yu.

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at home.

Feng Yunian took the phone and said to the secretary of the director with a smile: "Save me a place to study in the seventh district."

"Who is going?" the secretary asked.

"Qin Yu."

"He...he's not at a high level, right? The study quota must be at least a first-class sergeant," the secretary frowned and replied, "And they're all full."

"Qin Yu will be promoted soon. The professional title is not a problem, but there must be a quota reserved for me." Feng Yunian replied strongly at first, and then immediately softened his tone and said: "In these few cases, Qin Yu sacrificed his life to kill the enemy, and now that he has won, you have to give them something sweet, right?"

"It takes a long time to study, do you know that?" the secretary asked.

"Well, I know, it's the senior research class." Feng Yunian nodded: "But if you let him go for a long time, he will be short of this."

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Congratulations to the little whip of the false ring for being promoted to the leader of the alliance. Thank you for your reward. I will add an extra update next Monday. In addition, the volume of I Want to Take Nine Thousand Steps Up is coming to an end and a new chapter will begin soon.