Strongest Wastrel

After Fang Dao left, the whole room was boiling, even if the prison guards were present, they could not make a sound.

All the people were awed as never before. Even if Fu Xiao was watching, it would not help. They all cried out in unison.

"White Lord!"

In this, season high shout particularly hard, want to rush to embrace thigh immediately.

I slightly raised my hand, gently pressed down, the audience closed, no one listened.

I looked at Fu Xiaoyuan and he looked at me from afar. They looked at each other. He raised his mouth and nodded to me meaningfully. He didn't care that I overshadowed him.

I waved my sleeve, turned around and walked away without taking away any cloud.

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in the evening, I pretended to have diarrhea and ran to the toilet to find an opportunity. The moment my mobile phone found the signal, there was the vibration of SMS.

I unlocked the screen and looked up.

"Chu Wenyang has promised to help, but he is very reluctant. I will pick him up from time to time instead of you, lest he cut corners in the middle."

Seeing this message, my uneasiness finally calmed down. The secret way is that since Chu Wenyang made a move, the southern mainland is almost a foregone conclusion. Ten days is more than enough. Even if Li Qinghao makes a stumbling block, even if Tianmen resists tenaciously, it is hard to reverse.

So, I quickly edit, back to a, "I know, as soon as there is a situation, remember to tell me in time, do not expose the whereabouts, it is best to verbally report to Yu Qin, and then let him send it to me, Ning Xing you do not have to wait for a reply."

After sending, I squatted in the bathroom and took the opportunity to get on the Internet. I was secretly happy and stayed in the cell phone to surf the Internet. This treatment was unprecedented.

On the microblog, the incident about me has gradually come to the surface and become calm.

However, in the official investigation notice, the following are all scolding me. Every minute, someone is blackmailing me and scolding me. Even my ancestors are greeting me.

Turn into your microblog interface, the number of fans has reached an amazing 15 million!

There are many people who pay attention to me. Even the big names in the entertainment industry and the film and television industry have included me in the scope of attention.

There are even a few who do not hesitate to recruit gangsters and support me in the limelight. The forwarding volume is very large.

In particular, I finally sent a text micro blog, and the comments reached a terrible 400000!

As a result, when I opened it, my face turned black, and all of them were fuckers...

"do you want to come out? If you go in, you can't come out. "

"Brother Shenhao, the source of his money is absolutely unknown."

"Still announcing assets? It's all unclean. If you dare to disclose your assets, I'll live the show! "

These comments made me angry. I kept twitching at the corners of my mouth. I secretly scolded that the sprayer was really powerful. It was so powerful that it could be called 360 degrees without dead angle.

In desperation, I turned off my microblog and thought that when Laozi successfully laundered his wealth and announced his assets, it would not scare you to death. I'd like to see how many places Laozi can rank in the global Forbes rich list!

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in the following days, Fang Dao was very relaxed. He was confined in a cell, his limbs were shackled, and he rarely had a chance to come out.

As for Fu Xiao, I would charge his cell phone from time to time, and I would delete all the messages before going there without leaving any trace.

In the case of Tiejiang, I learned that the situation was very good through SMS. In just nine days, with unprecedented strength, I completely crushed the Tianmen gate, forcing the other side almost to break up.

However, with Fang Ruolan's insistence, he even reached the ninth day, even though Tianmen had only the last trace of strength.

On the night of the ninth day, I couldn't sleep all night. Although I knew Tiejiang would win, I couldn't stand the tension and all kinds of emotions poured into my heart.

Until the morning of the tenth day, I didn't wait for me to ask about the situation. Unexpectedly, my mobile phone broke down and I couldn't turn it on.

I went to find Fu Xiao and asked him if he could solve the problem. He shook his head and said, "Prince Li, do you really think I am omnipotent? I don't repair my cell phone. If it's broken, it's broken. I don't have to pay it back. "

At that time, I broke my heart and had no choice. The feeling of being unable to contact with the outside world started again.

In the future, MCA didn't come again. I couldn't find anyone to ask, which made me more and more irritable. My mind was full of things about Tiejiang. I didn't sleep well one day, and I never wanted to go out for a moment.

Struggling from the bed, I felt depressed, empty, lonely and irritable. Countless emotions filled my heart. I couldn't help scolding: "I finally understand Fu Xiao's feelings. How did he survive ten years?"

There is no accurate answer to this question. The only explanation is that Fu Xiaoxin is a man of extraordinary nature, who can endure up to ten years' imprisonment, and is still innocent.

I couldn't help but admire Fu Xiaolai and murmured, "it seems that Fu Xiaolai didn't build it."

With that, I fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was noon the next day. I walked to the canteen to have a meal, holding chopsticks and gazing at the sky outside the iron window, hoping to escape.At this time, Fu Xiao sat opposite me, supported his cheek with one hand, and said with a smile, "what? Want to go out? "

"What do you say?" I looked back at Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao grinned and said, "just these days, can't you help it?"

"How did you get through it?" I asked.

"To be a master, you have to have something in your heart that is worth sticking to, or clinging to, that is worth being strong, or you will fall and collapse completely." Fu Xiao stretched out his chopsticks and caught a piece of meat.

I was a little curious, so I asked again, "I don't know what kind of obsession it is. It can support Mr. Fu for ten years?"

"The world." Fu Xiao suddenly showed a cold light.

The world? I can't understand this at once.

As if aware of my doubts, Fu Xiao put aside his strange color and said with a smile, "my world is not your world. Different planes lead to different understanding."

"Dare to ask, what is master Fu's world?" When I asked for the third time, I felt that I could only ask in front of Fu Xiao.

Fu Ye squinted, put chopsticks on the tableware, and then got up to pull the clothes, "my world is a clear stream."

With that, master Fu did not finish his meal, so he turned and left.

I don't understand why the so-called world is a stream? I can't figure it out.

It was not until a long time later that I finally understood the true meaning of this clear stream and Fu Xiao's fearless attitude. Even I sincerely admire it.

Three days later, the Malaysian Chinese finally appeared, and the first sentence was: "Comrade Li, through my efforts, we have reached a consensus with the above, and we can release you ahead of time, OK? Do you want to thank me? "

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the author's words: for 18200 Wang Zhiguan plus more, finally out of prison, OK, this time ready to install a big one! Step on the sky song, ascend the King Road!