Chen family monster

Updated: 2011-04-28

The so-called negotiation by the government this time is somewhat anticlimactic, but in the eyes of the three parties, it does not feel awkward at all. Several aspects are just for the sake of face, and no one has to buy anyone else's account. The accident made Han Yelin a little embarrassed, but it was still a happy event.

As soon as Han Yelin left, Chen Ping and Secretary Yang couldn't talk anymore, but he was not in a hurry to leave, so he drank tea in the room and talked with this provincial party chief, who was one of the top leaders in the province after all. Even if there is no benefit, there will be no harm to win the relationship. Corrupt officials are becoming more and more cunning these days. After all, there are still a few cute officials who wear Patek Philippe on their wrists and smoke the Ninety-five Supreme. So Chen Ping sat on the sofa. I didn't directly throw out any valuable things that can make people's heart beat faster in an instant. I just briefly talked about the issue of investment. Fusheng Group's background is not deep, but its financial resources are undoubtedly strong. It is not a problem to invest in some projects in Yunnan. Talk to the government While building a good relationship, you can also stabilize the underworld. It kills two birds with one stone. Regarding this, Secretary Yang did not say it clearly, and Chen Ping also pretended to be confused. After questioning, an old fox and a little fox were playing charades, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Half an hour later, Chen Ping left the room, and the dinner gradually reached its climax. Except for the fact that Secretary Yang did not show up, there was still a person who could stand on the stage in the government who said a few words, and people also donated some money symbolically. As for the injury, the amount of 20 to [-] is a huge sum of money in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is nothing in the eyes of these people, and it can also gain a good reputation, so these people are very nervous when they pay. cheerful.

Chen Ping only had eight words to comment on the so-called high society dinner party, which was mixed: showing off wealth and pretending to be aggressive, fighting wits and courage.He is really not interested in this kind of occasion, just like Chen Fusheng who has been rich and has no money all his life and has a five-dollar crew cut. Chen Ping doesn't feel that he is superior to others. He prides himself on being a principled scumbag, but in his coquettish personality that rarely retains a bottom line, there are still a lot of things that money can't buy, so when he was in high school, some of his peers were scumbags. When money is spent on second-rate stars or beautiful car models, Chen Ping is not envious. He still flirts with young beautiful teachers and flirts with beautiful girls in school. At most, he spends money on roses.

Passing through the hall, Chen Ping hesitated for a while as he passed by Qin Yanran, and walked straight over. He still didn't know the details of Cao Wangchuan, and he didn't want to act rashly. The unknown is the most fearful thing. Fuck, Chen Ping doesn't know the identity of this man who claims to be a Beijinger, but it probably won't be simple. In Beijing, where there are so many high-ranking officials' children, he can cultivate such a super dandy demeanor. ordinary people.

Glancing at Qin Yanran who was smiling happily, Chen Ping turned his head, the corners of his mouth curled up in a playful arc, sometimes poaching someone's corner is actually a good thing.

Cao Wangchuan watched Chen Ping's back gradually disappear, his eyes flickered slightly, and asked softly: "Yan Ran, do you know this Chen Ping's background?"

Qin Yanran shook her head honestly, and said that she didn't know. Although her rank was high in the eyes of her peers, she obviously didn't have the qualifications to access some special materials. However, she saw that her boyfriend was so interested in that bastard, so she probably didn't know. After talking about some things about Chen Ping, Qin Yanran, who was talking eloquently, didn't notice the growing conspiracy look in Cao Wangchuan's eyes.

After all, she is still a woman who has just graduated from school. She is innocent and arrogant. She believes that the law is sacred and love is eternal. She is very ignorant and happy and thinks that evil can outshine good. But at least it was innocent.Cao Wangchuan looked at Qin Yanran, stroked her hair, and suddenly felt a little shameless.

This is the standard way of being a bitch and setting up a torii.

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In the era when people cannibalize people and don't spit out their bones, if you don't count others, others will frame you. It is not uncommon for any low-level incidents to happen in the upper class. This is a paradox, which fully demonstrates the helplessness of the so-called upper class group.

During the official banquet, singing and dancing was peaceful, but in a business hotel opposite Hualong Hotel, it was a different scene.

In a certain room on the sixth floor of the hotel, a tall white man was quickly assembling a sniper rifle in his hand, with skillful techniques and a meticulous expression. After the assembly was completed and the bullets were loaded, he came to the window with the gun in his arms, and aimed at the hotel entrance. , quietly waiting for the target to be killed tonight.

A good sniper often has extraordinary patience and endurance. The tall, stern-faced white man stood by the window, holding his gun motionless, constantly adjusting the scope, and striving to be perfect in all aspects. The last time he It has already failed once, and this time it is absolutely not allowed to make another mistake. A top gunsmith has always been a one-hit kill. It is a shame for him to be suddenly intervened in the last mission and cause the operation to fail, so he decided to This time it was all cleaned at once.

Half an hour later, the dinner party inside the Hualong Hotel still showed no signs of ending, and the white man holding a gun was not in a hurry, and was still staring at the hotel door.

The door was pushed open a small crack without a sound, and then a slender dagger gleaming with silver light protruded from the door, separating the two sections of thin wire used as a simple siren at the door, and a figure gently pushed the door Walked into the room without making any sound.

The killer was still holding the gun and waiting bitterly. The uninvited guest smiled mockingly, bent slightly and approached the window sill, and violently burst out silently.

The white killer finally sensed something was wrong, an instinctive sense of danger made him turn his head suddenly, and then he saw a handsome but murderous face and a dagger that was quickly wiped towards his neck.

The killer was also very experienced, and he didn't hesitate to use the sniper rifle as a stick when he was about to die. He would take the opportunity to escape. Although it would be shameful to fail again, it was better than dying.

The uninvited guest who sneaked into the room without a sound had any expression on his face, but he was so fast that he could be called a pervert. He swayed to avoid the sniper rifle, took a few steps and rushed towards the white killer, and then kicked him.

Any outstanding sniper will only have a bleak ending if he is approached by a master, and the white killer is no exception. He has excellent marksmanship and almost hits a hundred shots, but his close combat ability is obviously not good enough. He was chased by the man behind and kicked him. Immediately he staggered and was about to fall, the man who came in suddenly didn't speak, he took two quick steps to get close to the killer, and slammed his hand on the back of the killer's neck like a knife.

Although the killer's unique skills are all in marksmanship, but the skill has obviously been practiced twice, subconsciously tilted his head, and the uninvited guest's hand knife has already slammed into his shoulder. Bai, gritted his teeth and couldn't help but let out a pained snort.

Murderous!

The man who suddenly ruined the assassin's good deed sneered slightly, grabbed the arm that had been crippled by him and pulled it, raised his leg and kicked the killer's chin again, and his burly figure of nearly 1.9 meters flew into the air in an instant. He got up and was kicked hard against the wall.

There is no fighting back.

Domineering and thin.

The uninvited guest who sneaked into the room seemed to know the truth of taking advantage of your illness to kill you. He didn't relax at all, and rushed over with a dagger in his hand. Looking at the European face distorted by pain and fear, he chuckled and said, "Jack, right? I told you, don’t mess with people who shouldn’t be messed with, since you won’t listen, then go on your way, China doesn’t have heaven or God, but there is hell, I hope you have a good time.”

The slender dagger touched Jack's neck lightly, and blood spattered wildly.

The pervert who easily approached and eliminated a top gunsmith within a few strokes stood beside Jack's corpse, looked at his gradually losing vitality, and said with a chuckle, "Remember, Chen family, Zhang Sanqian."

(Third update...Please help everyone, today the red tickets are a little less than before..o(︶︿︶)o Oh, Xiao Wu rarely explodes in the third update, so I promise everyone, when May Day breaks out, Everyone stand up)