The First Order

Qing Wan never imagined that he just came back so late for a while, and he even missed Xu Xianchu.

However, he is not a person who can't afford to let go. If he misses it, it is not worth confessing himself.

"Into the barriers," Qing said calmly, in fact, now he should not care about Xu Xianchu, but the group of old people of the Qing's consortium will punish themselves.

Or, how the other party intends to empty their power.

Many people in the outside world think that Qing is in the hands of the Qing's consortium, but he only has a part of the combat sequence.

Because dealing with external affairs is basically a celebration, it gives the outside world a feeling of celebration.

Only Qing Xin’s heart was so clear that the old man never trusted himself.

The shadows within the consortium have changed one after another, and only those "faces" are the core of the Qing family that the old leaders care about.

According to the rumors circulating in the Qing’s consortium, violence is only a means of maintaining order, but it can never become order itself.

In short, the shadow can only be a shadow.

Today, Qing Hao has made a splash in the process of fighting against the fire company. The old man has long wanted to suppress his arrogance, so house arrest and decentralization have become a matter of course.

Xu Wei said softly: "The boss, we will report to the combat division tomorrow, and probably all of us will be dispersed and dispersed into other combat troops."

"Well," Qing Yu nodded if nothing happened: "Go."

"What else do you have to explain here?" Xu Wei asked: "Would you like to get off the bus and say a few words to the soldiers, or we will go to the wilderness with you, we have so many people, some have Gun, you can do anything."

Qing Xiao smiled and shook his head: "How many people are waiting to go home to reunite with their wives and children, and you tell them to go to the wilderness to discuss life?"

"They are willing," Xu said.

When Qing Kai opened the door, he got off the bus. The soldiers in the rear transport team all got off the bus. There were thousands of people. The time was full of the town, and all the people who panicked all ran away.

"You," Qing Yan looked at the soldiers in front of him calmly said: "Go to other combat troops to perform well, don't give me shame."

At the moment when Qingyin’s voice just fell, thousands of people stood up at the same time: “Yes!”

The soldiers understood at this moment what kind of fate they would welcome.

"Get on the bus!" After the celebration, he said that the defending troops on the barriers saw some shocks. The officers of the various units of the Qing’s consortium seemed to have no such people. Influence it.

After entering the barriers, Qingyi returned to his own villa. He took a shower and put on a new white suit. As for the previous ones, people directly burned.

As soon as they entered the barriers, some of the great figures of the Qing’s consortium could not wait to take over his operational command. The thousands of soldiers were taken away by the big men on the list, and they were all divided.

The soldiers under the Qing Dynasty are the brave men who have fought in battle. Now they have the opportunity to divide this unit, and no one will miss this opportunity.

However, Qing Yu seems to be nothing.

After the celebration, the car went out and the car parked at the door had already left. He smiled and said: "No car is allowed to stay."

He walked outside, and as a result, two soldiers standing guards looked at him and said: "Celebrate the boss, you can't leave the house, don't let us do it."

Qing Yu picked up an eyebrow: "The old man said that it is not allowed to leave 111 barriers. When did you say that even the house could not be out? Is there a false pretense? Rest assured, I just went to listen to a song. Who is this 111 barrier? I don't know if I like to listen to music?"

The two soldiers looked at each other. When did they go to listen to the music? The famous boss of the Qing Dynasty didn’t worry about his situation at all, but the soldiers did not let it go.

Qing Yu did not speak. At this time, a bullet did not know from what direction and hit the stone road in front of the two soldiers. There were hidden gunmen in the vicinity to protect the celebration!

The two soldiers knew that the other party was under the mercy. Just after the gunman killed them, the presidium would not impose the punishment of Chongqing for such a small matter.

At the time of the handover of the combat troops, no one will be alive!

Qing Yu still looked at them calmly, and the soldiers decisively retreated: "Thank you for celebrating the boss's mercy."

"Okay, no one will be embarrassed by you," Qing said with a chuckle and walked out.

The two soldiers couldn't help but meditate behind Qing, and everyone had a legend that they had a lot of cards on the side, but they didn't expect it to be true.

Can the presidium not erect the celebration, how can anyone still be willing to follow a lost person?

I only listened to the joyful songs of the Qing Dynasty and walked toward the bustling city. A soldier waited for him to go far and asked: "What is the boss singing this?"

"I don't know, I don't have the money to listen to the song..." Another soldier is not sure.

At night, Qingyi was sitting alone in a theater. Others were afraid of him like poison. When he saw him, he left early, but he only watched the one on the stage and changed one after another.

He holds his head with one hand, and the more the drink, the brighter the eyes.

In this theater, only the songs of sadness and sorrow are scattered in the neon color.

Sancha Road, Cross Road, how many miles to the south?

Seeing the admiration, I saw the silence and went back to the car.

Today’s ancient sales are in the name of fame and fortune, and the pavilion flows through the long pavilion...

At this time, someone came to him and said: "Qing, the Bureau has something to discuss, calling you to attend."

Qing Xiao smiled and said: "Tell them, don't go."

......

Ren Xiaosu has been thinking about the future from the gold store back to the store. Now selling gold is not enough. It may be stared at in minutes, so a lot of gold in his hand can't be realized.

Originally, Xiaosu was not active because he had gold in his hand. Now it is natural to reconsider the business of the store. He can’t really count on the school’s subsidies for students...

Sell ​​black medicine? Ren Xiaosu doesn't want to do this. After all, it is harder to get a thank you coin than to make money.

Looking around, I looked up and went to the front of the store. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Wang Fugui’s mysterious face selling with a man.

When Xiao Xiao came closer, he was selling black medicine...

Looking at Wang Fugui's expression, it is obvious that the other party is not introducing the serious effects of black medicine, and the middle-aged man is also looking unfair.

Ren Xiaosu is a bit embarrassed. Is it that he is destined to sell medicine? !

......

Thanks to the two students of Qing Yujun and Denghong Dianjiang as the new alliance!

First sequence