On the train.

Inside sleeper compartment number nine.

A lady in a red coat took off her sunglasses. If Ji Zebai was there, he would have found that the woman in front of him was 50% similar to Jie Meijia. The lower half of their faces were almost carved from the same mold.

Only the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes revealed her age.

"Is the tail taken care of?"

The man sitting opposite eagerly took a puff of the cigarette in his hand: "It's almost done. That substitute will definitely not cause any trouble. The remaining few small fish and shrimps are nothing to be afraid of."

Hong Yijia sneered: "Not scary? Yan Bo, if you hadn't stopped me from killing those cops this time, I wouldn't have thrown away all my wealth over the years!"

Yan Bo was obsessed with the smoke floating in the air and wished he could inhale it all into his lungs, so he didn't react much to what Hong Yijiajia said.

"Hong Yijia, I haven't settled the score with you about Liu Shu and the others yet. If I hadn't discovered your undercover agents this time, we would have all been screwed."

It would have been fine if we hadn't mentioned the brothers Liu Shu and Liu Gao, but when we talked about this, Hong Yijiajia couldn't help but walk up and snatched the cigarette from Yan Bo's hand.

"Before they left, you told me that we would kill them on the way. But what happened? They were caught by the police and they even revealed our location."

The smoke in the air has not yet dissipated, and the cigarette in my hand is still burning.

Yan Bohou lay on the bed behind him: "It's all settled now. I've prepared everything in the east, I'm sure I can make some money when I go there."

Hong Yijiajia looked at the person on the bed who had fallen into Hong Yijiajia's hallucination, and the dagger in his sleeve was about to be unsheathed.

no.

Most of the road ahead will still have to be taken care of by Yan Bo.

Hong Yijiajia took a few deep breaths and threw the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray on the table.

"I hope so. But don't let that thing kill you before you get east."

Hong Yijiajia opened the door of the box and walked out.

She would never stay in the same box with this man. Once she got that thing on her, she couldn't get rid of it. She had to live well.

But I don’t know.

The person in the box behind him who was already in a daze opened his eyes, and a hint of murderous intent and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"I thought I could deal with this bitch, bah, what a thing."

Yan Bo took a pistol with the safety bolt off from his waist and put it aside. The smoke was about to dissipate, but Yan Bo's hand had not yet left the pistol.

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun was aimed at the only entrance to the box.

Jincheng People's Hospital.

The emergency department is still bustling with people today, but there are more people with anxious faces at the door of one emergency room.

Squeak.

A doctor in a white coat opened the door and came out.

"Doctor, how are the people inside?"

The doctor sighed: "The situation is not good, you have to be mentally prepared."

"Bang."

“Pah.”

Lin Yian rubbed his ears but didn't move and continued squatting there watching the fun.

Wang Juan turned the dough in the stone mortar over and signaled Lin Anguo, who was holding the wooden pestle, to continue beating it.

"Ah Ci, come in, this will take a while."

Lin Anguo's thrusts became stronger and stronger, and he exerted even more force when he saw his daughter squatting there with her eyes wide open.

"Okay. I'll be in in a minute."

In fact, it’s not cold squatting here. There is also the fragrance of rice. Besides, she also has to think about how to teach Xiaobin English.

I didn't expect that the one who was most interested in foreign languages was Xiaobin. He was quite smart and even learned to pass notes.

Boom~~~

There was a sound outside the yard, and Lin Yian immediately recognized it as the sound of a car.

What happened?

It seemed like the sound was getting closer.

Not long after, several people in the yard saw a black car parked in front of their gate.

Two men in police uniforms got out of the car.

"Excuse me, is this Comrade Lin Jiancheng's home?"

Lin Anguo saw a familiar-looking man and put down the wooden pestle in his hand: Captain Song.

During lunch, everyone could taste that the dish was not cooked to Wang Juan's usual standard, but everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it.

After the meal, several younger generations rushed to wash the dishes.

A car drove into the village, and although the houses were not close to each other, many people noticed it.

In the long winter, any little news spreads very quickly.

Many people know that the captain's eldest son has returned from military service.

He came back at such a young age. Many villagers were curious about the reason why Lin Jiancheng retired from the army. Some people even suspected that there was something wrong with the eldest son of the Lin family.

Otherwise, why haven’t I seen Wang Juan find a partner for her son after coming back for so long?

Today, a car suddenly came to the village and stopped in front of the captain's house. If it weren't so cold outside and Wang Juan was not so sharp-tongued, someone would have come to inquire about it.

Look, someone is coming.

"Second uncle."

Lin Anqing opened the door curtain and walked in: "It's rare to see you guys all washing dishes here, why is Ah Ci washing dishes too?"

"Haha, there are too many dishes. Uncle, my dad and the others are all in the room."

Lin Yian nodded embarrassedly. She said she was here to wash the dishes but in fact she was just supervising. She couldn't compete with them at all!

Lin Anqing didn't say much and walked towards the inner room.

"Anqing is here."

Lin Anmin knew that Lin Anqing must have heard something when he came over: "Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Lin Anqing knew what kind of person his nephew was, but he still wanted to come over to confirm it.

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