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Li Ming sat down on the chair, took out a cigarette and lit it for a few puffs: "I really don't understand why Ma Xiaoyao's luck is so good?" At first, Li Ming thought that Ma Xiaoyao would definitely be punished this time. , but unexpectedly, things changed drastically later, and a large number of cultural relics were found under the collapsed temple. In this way, Ma Xiaoyao made up for his mistakes and was fine.

Hu Gang twitched the corner of his mouth: "Ma Xiaoyao's luck is better."

"Hu Gang, continue to think of ways for me, and come up with a way to punish Ma Xiaoyao as soon as possible!" Li Ming said in a deep voice.

"Hey, please don't worry, leader, I will definitely find a way to punish Ma Xiaoyao." Hu Gang nodded and said, "I will definitely not make Ma Xiaoyao too comfortable!"

……

I have to say that Ma Xiaoyao's luck is really good, maybe God is grateful for Ma Xiaoyao's heart for the people, so he can't bear to let Ma Xiaoyao be unlucky.

Luck is illusory, magical, mysterious, and unexplainable, but it does exist. Some people are lucky and do things smoothly, and they succeed easily. Some people are unlucky and encounter various problems when doing things. All kinds of troubles eventually lead to failure.

The temple collapsed, so there is no need to worry about the attitude of the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau. Ma Xiaoyao gave an order, and the demolition team of the Urban Construction Bureau started demolition work again. In just a few days, all the old-fashioned houses on Pingchang Road were demolished. .

a week later.

All the old houses in the county have been demolished.

After demolishing the old houses, Ma Xiaoyao began to implement the plan he had made long ago. He divided Dongcheng County into several areas, including industrial areas, commercial areas, residential areas, leisure areas, etc. In a word, Ma Xiaoyao wanted to Build Dongcheng County into a beautiful and rich county.

Under the supervision of Ma Xiaoyao, the big campaign to build Dongcheng County kicked off.

……

half a month later.

Qin Hu was escorted to the execution ground for execution.

The weather was gloomy that day, giving people a very depressing feeling.

Qin Heshan stood outside the execution ground, tears streaming down his face, and crying was called a sad one. During these days, Qin Heshan ran around trying to save his son's life, but failed in the end. He was anxious, irritable, breathless, and insomnia. Within half a month, Qin Heshan's expression became extremely haggard, and his hair also turned white.

A son who does not live up to expectations will only make his parents sad.

Qin Heshan is rich, very rich, but he can't save his son's life... Money is not everything.

Qin Hu was handcuffed, knelt on the execution ground, and shouted heartbreakingly: "I don't want to die... I don't want to die... Please let me go... Please... I beg you ...I don't want to die..."

"Oh!"

A shot went off.

Qin Hu's screaming stopped abruptly, and then he fell straight on the ground. The executioner's marksmanship was very accurate and he killed him with one shot!

"Little Tiger!!!" Qin Heshan swayed and passed out on the ground.

The two bodyguards standing aside rushed over, picked up the unconscious Qin Heshan and left the execution ground.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Only then did Qin Heshan slowly wake up.

"Boss Qin, you're finally awake." A bodyguard heaved a long sigh of relief.

With the support of the bodyguard, Qin Heshan slowly sat up from the bed: "Xiaohu...how is it..."

"Master...'s body has been transported back, and it is now parked in the mortuary of the hospital..." The bodyguard replied.

"Go, take me to see Xiaohu." Qin Heshan said weakly.

"President Qin, your body..." Before the bodyguard could finish speaking, Qin Heshan interrupted him.

"I'm fine, I can hold on." Qin Heshan shook his head: "Hurry up and take me to see Xiaohu!" Seeing the hesitation on the bodyguard's expression, Qin Heshan suddenly became angry: "What? Am I not speaking well now?"

Seeing that Qin Heshan was angry, the bodyguards didn't dare to stop him any more, and hurriedly arranged a car to accompany Qin Heshan to the hospital.

Hospital morgue.

Qin Heshan looked at the pale Qin Hu, and tears flowed out uncontrollably: "Little tiger...my son..." Qin Heshan lay down on Qin Hu's body and wept bitterly, crying like a heartbroken man. Absolutely.

The two bodyguards stood aside with sad expressions.

After crying for more than an hour, Qin Heshan finally stopped his tears. He stood up tremblingly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Send Xiaohu back to his hometown and give him a good burial!"

"Yes!" The two bodyguards responded, stepped forward and pushed Xiaohu's body away from the morgue.

Three days passed in a flash.

Qin Hu's funeral cost a total of millions of yuan, and it was very beautiful. During the funeral, Qin Heshan passed out from crying several times. The saddest thing in the world is that a white-haired person gives a black-haired person.

Inside the living room.

Qin Heshan clenched his fists tightly, with intense resentment in his eyes: "Ma Xiaoyao, you killed my son! I will never let you go! I will never let you go!!!" In Qin Heshan's In his consciousness, it was Ma Xiaoyao who killed Qin Hu. At this moment, Qin Heshan hated Ma Xiaoyao to the extreme!

Qin Heshan wants revenge!He must take revenge on Ma Xiaoyao!In addition to Ma Xiaoyao, Qin Heshan also wants to take revenge on Chen Juan's parents, Xu Qiang, the director of the Dongcheng County Public Security Bureau, and anyone who has anything to do with Qin Hu, he will take revenge!

There was another person who made Qin Heshan's teeth itch with hatred, and this person was Peng Yuncheng. If Peng Yuncheng hadn't been there to lure him, how could Qin Hu kill someone?

"You all have to be buried with my son!!!" Qin Heshan's expression was very hideous.

……

prison.

Narrow meeting room.

Peng Yuncheng was wearing a prison uniform and sitting by the table, looking at Ye Xiaotian excitedly: "Brother-in-law, you came to see me..."

Ye Xiaotian threw a bag of things on the table: "This is what your sister bought for you, you can put it away yourself."

"I... why doesn't my sister come to see me..." Peng Yuncheng asked.

"You still have the guts to ask!" Ye Xiaotian's face darkened: "Since you were arrested, your sister has been ill, and she is still receiving treatment in the hospital!"

"Ah?" Peng Yuncheng's expression changed: "What? My sister is sick? How is she? Is she seriously ill?"

"If it's not serious, will you be hospitalized?" Ye Xiaotian snorted, "Your sister has been miserable for eight lifetimes, to meet such an unworthy brother like you!"

"Yes, I don't live up to it, I'm a bastard." Peng Yuncheng smiled wryly: "Brother-in-law, please take good care of my sister."

Ye Xiaotian snorted softly: "Your sister is my daughter-in-law, of course I have to take good care of her, but you, you give me a good reformation in prison, strive to get out of prison as soon as possible, stop messing around, your sister is weak and can't stand you Such a toss."

Peng Yuncheng nodded: "I know, I will definitely reform..." At this point, Peng Yuncheng paused: "Brother-in-law, to tell you the truth, I really regret it, so much regret..."

"Regret now? It's too late!" Ye Xiaotian said with a sullen face: "There is no regret medicine in the world. If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences. Now the country is more tolerant to prisoners. You should behave well in prison and strive for a commutation of sentence, etc. After you come out, you must be a down-to-earth person, and you can't break the law again."

"Hey." Peng Yuncheng nodded again and again: "I understand, I understand...I must behave well."

"Okay, that's it, I'll come see you again when I have time." After speaking, Ye Xiaotian was about to leave.

"Brother-in-law..." Peng Yuncheng suddenly shouted.

Ye Xiaotian stopped, turned to look at Peng Yuncheng: "Is there anything else?"

Peng Yuncheng hesitated for a moment: "Well...how is Qin Hu?"

Ye Xiaotian twitched: "He was shot a few days ago."

"Ah?" Peng Yuncheng was stunned for a moment, and when Peng Yuncheng came back to his senses, he found that Ye Xiaotian had left. Peng Yuncheng sighed: "Qin Hu is dead... We were drinking and chatting together a few days ago, but now Yin and Yang are separated." ……well……"

After Ye Xiaotian left, Peng Yuncheng was taken back to the cell by the prison guards.

The size of the cell is small, and there are eight people in total.

Peng Yuncheng sat on the bed, looking at the window in a daze, "Boom!" A black shadow suddenly flew from a distance and hit Peng Yuncheng directly. Peng Yuncheng looked down and found that the thing that hit him was a cloth shoe. Peng Yuncheng He raised his head and said angrily, "Who! Who hit me with a cloth shoe!"

"It's me!" A tall and thick man said out loud.

Peng Yuncheng glared at the five big and three rough men: "Zhu Xiong, why did you hit me with your cloth shoes! I don't seem to have provoked you!"

Zhu Xiong snorted coldly: "I just don't like you, I just want to hit you with cloth shoes."

"You..." Peng Yuncheng's face turned blue with anger, he reached out to pick up the cloth shoes from the ground and threw them at Zhu Xiong.

"Whoosh!"

"Oh!"

The cloth shoes hit Zhu Xiong's face impartially.

Zhu Xiong became angry immediately, rushed over a few steps, and punched Peng Yuncheng on the nose.

"Pfft!" Peng Yuncheng's nosebleeds sprang out immediately, and Peng Yuncheng became anxious, so he raised his fist and started fighting with Zhu Xiong.

Several people in the same dormitory were all sitting on their respective beds to watch the excitement, and no one stepped forward to fight.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Boom bang bang..."

"Boom blah blah..."

……

Zhu Xiong and Peng Yuncheng fought fiercely. In terms of body size, Peng Yuncheng was not as good as Zhu Xiong, and in terms of strength, Peng Yuncheng was not as good as Zhu Xiong.

"Fuck you!" Zhu Xiong picked up a wooden stool from the ground and hit Peng Yuncheng hard on the head.

"Whoa!"

The wooden stool suddenly fell apart.

"Uh..." Peng Yuncheng shook his body, then fell to the ground, a stream of blood flowed down Peng Yuncheng's forehead...

……

Inside the hospital ward.

Ye Xiaotian sat by the hospital bed and helped his wife Peng Yan peel apples: "Xiaoyan, what happened has already happened, you just want to open some, isn't it ten years? In the blink of an eye, your brother is only in his 40s now , in his early 50s ten years later..."