My legendary life

Wei Xia's ex husband Liu Shijie is one of the best people in Pingyuan County, and the Wanrun real estate company he runs is a star enterprise and a big taxpayer. It is inevitable that the real estate development will be demolished. In this year's demolition, we will deal with some gangsters more or less. Pingyuan county has a total population of only 700000 people, which can be regarded as a "gangster". There are only a few people in Pingyuan county. As a landlady, Wei Xia certainly knows her.

"After making trouble for a long time, you are afraid that these people will trouble you. What's the big deal! Are you offending anyone in the provincial capital? It's nothing. I'll settle it with you on the phone. The so-called strong dragon doesn't oppress the local leaders. No matter how powerful they are, the plain is our territory. "

Xie Dong was startled. He was afraid that the elder sister would be on the spur of the moment and find some elder brothers in the society, which would be even more chaotic. So he quickly said, "no, it's not so simple. I'll explain to you later. Don't act rashly. Just wait for me for a few minutes and do as we agreed in advance."

"Look at you. It's mysterious." Wei Xia said with a smile: "what I know is that I can help you. What I don't know is that you are an FBI agent."

Xie Dong, who has the leisure to laugh with her at the moment, hangs up the phone in a hurry, lowers his head, kicks his donkey and goes straight to his own community.

Sometimes determination and courage are not in direct proportion.

As he got closer to the entrance of the community, his heart almost came out of his throat. When he passed the van at the entrance, he even felt his legs tremble slightly. Fortunately, he was riding on a donkey upside down. Otherwise, he might be able to limp on the ground.

Shit, look at this piss! He scolded himself in his heart, held his breath and pushed his head.

A car full of waste products and the shouting from the loudspeakers were so professional that the people at the gate of the community didn't even look at him. Into the community, he quickly turned off the speaker, this thing publicity is too strong, if really shout out an old man and old lady to sell rags can be troublesome!

In the blink of an eye, I came to my downstairs. Peeping, the van was still standing quietly. It was probably because of the hot weather. Several people in the van were standing outside smoking. One of them was still barehanded. A black dragon with lines on his back was creeping gently with muscle activity. It was very frightening.

He didn't dare to look more, and quickly turned his eyes to the warehouse.

Wei Xia had already got out of the car, and was waving to him with a smile: "collect the rags, come here!" The voice was not big, but it was clear and sweet, which made several men look up at her.

Xie Dong hurriedly answered the question and pushed the donkey to the other side. He complained that the road in the community was too uneven and that it was so bumpy that he was tired to death.

A short distance, feel pedaling for a century.

As soon as she jumped off the donkey, Wei Xia came up and asked, "how much is the waste newspaper?"

This confused Xie Dong.

There is no such line in the script! Looking at Wei Xia's smiling eyes, she suddenly realized that it was the elder sister who made fun of herself. She didn't want to answer at all, and she was afraid that the gang might see something wrong. After blinking for a long time, she whispered: "thirty cents a Jin..."

As soon as the voice fell, Wei Xia immediately glared round her eyes and said aloud, "you're too dark. I don't want to sell so little."

He almost didn't cry! If you continue to let the elder sister play, the play can hardly be sung.

"Sister Wei, I beg you, stop it, will you?" He asked in a low voice.

Wei Xia's mischievous smile, and then turned his mouth and said: "the price is almost the same, I'll sell it to you next time. Let's go and get it with me!" After that, he squeezed his eyes like a prank and asked in a low voice, "where's your warehouse?"

Xie Dong shows her eyes quickly. Wei Xia turns around and goes to the door of the warehouse according to the hint in her eyes. Then she takes out the key and opens the door.

"It's all in there. Go in and get it yourself." Wei Xia pointed inside and said.

He should be a, flash into the warehouse, just opened the cellar on the wood, suddenly listen to Wei Xia outside shouting: "don't give me upside down, hurry up."

How much nonsense this woman is talking! He muttered in his heart and jumped directly into the cellar.

It's a cellar. In fact, it's only about 1.5 meters deep. People can only squat in it. When he turns on the flashlight, he can see a tin box in the corner with two pieces of plastic cloth on it.

God bless, grandmaster bless!

He took the box in his hand and jumped out of the cellar. He gently opened the lid of the box. When he saw that the two books were still lying in the box, he could not help breathing.

Before I could stand up straight, I suddenly heard the sound of footstep. When I looked outside, I saw that the man with tattoo had already come to the door. I could see the scar on his forehead clearly. Scared, he quickly squatted down again, his hand trembled, and the box almost fell back into the cellar.

"Ah, do you want ragged cans?" The man's voice is very hoarse, it sounds like goose bumps."To..." Xie Dong was carrying the box. He felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be coagulated. His throat cooed a few times and he just squeezed out such a word.

"When you come over for a while, there are many empty cans in the trunk of my car. They are all given to you for nothing, but you have to clean up the trunk for me." After that, he glanced at Wei Xia standing on one side and said, "is that ok?"

"OK..." Xie Dong is still squatting on the ground, not even a head back should be a sentence.

Tattoo man seems not to leave the meaning, or left one eye, right one eye aimed at Wei Xia way: "take a rag, you cover so tight why, not afraid of rash ah?"

As a result of nervous, Xie Dong only with a vague should, and then pretended to four in a blind rowing, even don't know what things in their hands.

"Handsome, where are you from?" Outside the door came Wei Xia's sweet voice.

Seeing that the beauty finally spoke to him, the tattooed man turned back and said with a smile: "I'm local."

"Cut!" Wei Xia glanced at him: "are you kidding me? Where is it from here? Can you leave me a call? You are so handsome. Why don't you come to our company and be my bodyguard? "

"What do you do, sister? It costs a lot of money to hire me as a bodyguard. " Tattoo man is very happy with a smile, while smiling toward Wei Xia side approached some, canthus brow with obvious provocative meaning.

"Do you think I'm a poor money man?" Wei Xia also smile, hand also gently poked tattoo man's forehead: "small sample, also with me to this set."

The man was even more excited by the stab, and even the scar on his forehead came out. He was just about to go over and say a few more words, but suddenly someone in the van called out, "what are you doing? Come back quickly."

His face changed, he shrugged his shoulders and walked back reluctantly.

Seeing that the tattooed man left, Wei Xia looked into the warehouse and saw Xie Dong squatting on the ground. She came in and kicked her butt and said with a smile, "what are you doing here? Let you clean up the rags, you come here to think about life? "

He turned to look out the door and asked in a low voice, "gone?"

"Yes, I'll send you away in a few words." Wei Xia raised her eyebrows and said vividly.

He did not speak, reached for the tin box on the ground, turned to go outside, but was pulled back by Wei Xia.

"Didn't you promise to go and pack the trunk?" She asked.

He just remembered that he had promised the tattoo man just now, so he wiped the cold sweat on his face and left the warehouse. First he stuffed the tin box into the old newspaper on the car, and then he whispered to Wei Xia: "you go first, drive to the diagonal lane and wait for me. I'll be there in a minute."

After Wei Xia was sent away, he sorted out a load of rags to make sure that the box containing the books would not fall down. Then he pushed the donkey to the van.

The tattooed man and his companion have got on the bus, the windows of the van have been closed, and the air conditioner has been turned on. Seeing him coming, the tattooed man got out of the car, opened the trunk lid, pointed to a lot of messy things and said, "pop cans and mineral water bottles are all for you, and then you clean them up for me." With that, he turned and got into the car again.

At the moment, Xie Dong's mood calmed down. He glanced at the trunk and found that there were many things in it.

Safety helmets, rubber boots, leather belts, and five or six pickaxes filled the trunk. Empty cans and mineral water bottles were left in the trunk, one by one.

"Come on, call me when you're done." Cried in the carriage.

In order to leave in a hurry, I worked very hard. It didn't take much time to pick up all the cans and bottles.

"Clean it up for me." The trunk and carriage of the van are interlinked, the tattooed man yelled in front.

He hastened to answer a, even wipe belt to sweep of a burst of busy work.

First of all, he put the safety helmet and rubber boots together. Just as he wanted to put the pickaxe handles in order one by one, he suddenly found that almost every pickaxe handle had spots of blood, and several of them had obvious depressions. At first sight, he hit hard with something.

The sight made him shiver and put the pickaxe in order. He was about to finish the work. He caught a glimpse of a pile of similar documents and statements in the corner. He took them with courage and looked down. There was a final account of the annual maintenance cost of the small motorcade of Hongyun company on the top. Then he looked back, and there was the Liaison Department of Hongyun company Travel expenses, etc.

Hongyun company Strange, what kind of company is this? Why does it seem that it has nothing to do with Wang Yuan? Is pondering, suddenly hears behind him someone to shout aloud: "those cannot give you!"

[Author: Qin, due to my negligence, there were serious mistakes in the uploading of chapters 17, 27, 28 and 29. I hereby apologize to the readers. Now all of them have been changed. Please forgive me