I have ten trillion licking dog gold

After being locked up... No, it should be said that he was cooperating with the investigation.

After cooperating with the investigation for more than thirty hours, King Zhongting was finally free and saw the light of day again.

Less than forty-eight hours.

He should be thankful for the law.

Simultaneously.

He should also thank his younger brothers.

Obvious.

Even though he was shot and possibly had his memory restored by a massive spell, none of the underlings gave him up.

Otherwise, if he was convicted of planning a kidnapping, he would not only be sentenced to life imprisonment, but at least he would not be able to get out safely so soon.

When Zhong Xiaoye walked out of the door, he draped his suit jacket over his arm. The scorching sun made him raise his hand and squint his eyes.

"Big brother."

Xiao, the younger brother who had been waiting for a long time, walked over quickly.

There was no red carpet to pave the street, no clean water to clear the way, and no luxury cars lined up or followers gathered.

It's not that it can't be done, but that it can't be done.

I am Xiao, a smart guy, and I know how to adapt to changing circumstances.

Every failure makes you wiser. The water in Kyoto is really too deep and too muddy. Although it was a false alarm, you must keep a low profile at this time.

“You suffered.”

Little brother Xiao had sweat on his forehead, probably from the sun. He walked up to Zhong Xiaoye and lowered his head to humbly support his waist.

Zhong Xiaoye is worthy of being a big brother figure. He smiled insignificantly and brushed the suit jacket on his arm, as if to say that it was just a little weathered.

indeed.

How dare you call yourself a gangster if you have never been to jail?

This is not a dark history, but a medal of honor.

Jokes are jokes.

Zhong Xiaoye certainly didn't suffer any physical torture in there, but he must have been in great mental pain.

If thugs and hooligans visit there every now and then, it might be something to brag about at food stalls or barbecue stands, but for a person of Zhong Xiaoye's level, it is a complete shame.

The younger brother Xiao took the coat from the older brother and followed him to welcome him into the car.

The two-tone Bentley starts.

King Zhongting opened his collar and let out a breath.

"Brother, drink some water."

Xiao, the younger brother, handed over the water bottle, trembling with fear.

The eldest brother was safe and sound, but the test for him had just begun.

If Big Brother blames him...

It was a hot summer day, but he felt cold all over.

"What are you afraid of?"

King Zhongting seemed to notice his nervousness, smiled, took the water bottle and unscrewed it.

"You've been busy these past two days."

"It's my incompetence, please punish me, big brother!"

Little brother Xiao hurriedly said.

"none of your business."

Everyone who becomes a leader has his or her own personal charm. Although Zhong Xiaoye is cruel and ruthless, he is not incapable of distinguishing right from wrong. If he were to take his anger out on others without any reason, who would be willing to work for him wholeheartedly?

Money can buy lackeys, but it can't buy loyalty.

Zhong Xiaoye took a big sip of water, his lips curled up, "Your little brothers have lived up to your trust. Find them the best legal team. Money is not a problem. No matter how difficult it is, we must seek justice for them."

Little brother Xiao was caught off guard, then overjoyed, and the coldness in his body disappeared like a tide.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately said, "Don't worry, brother. I'll contact you right away."

Whether the kidnapping is established or not is not determined by one-sided testimony, but by the fact that the person was so cruel as to play real-life CS, which is a fact that is supported by both witnesses and physical evidence.

Being restricted for dozens of hours did not break King Zhongting's pride. It would be rude not to reciprocate. In order to save face and defend his dignity, he had to fight back.

Since it is a society ruled by law.

Then use reasonable and legal means to achieve your demands.

The younger brothers were very helpful. They kept their mouths shut, worked together, and spoke with one voice without making random accusations. So he got out, but that stinky bitch definitely won't be able to get away easily!

King Zhongting had a resentful look in his eyes and drank water silently. He had no idea that this was just a small fight and the real trap was still in the sky and had not fallen.

"Brother, let me handle the rest. I will bite that cousin to death! You can go back first."

Little brother Xiao is truly loyal and will try to prevent any more accidents from happening.

In fact, Zhong Xiaoye should really leave, not return to Haojiang, but go abroad, run as far as possible as possible, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope, but he could not know that he has been written into the recipe.

You can't blame him for not being vigilant.

He doesn't have the third eye.

"See? This is what we call equality and fairness."

Zhong Xiaoye held the water bottle and looked at the city outside the window.

People like him never had any sense of belonging, and this trip north, without a doubt, broke his heart.

The last bit of affection was gone in smoke.

"Notify the agents at all levels to increase their promotion efforts. Rather than being a slave for life, it is better to enjoy life while you can!"

Previously, King Zhongting was still a little cautious about the advancement of Moon City inland, but after being saddened, there was no need to be soft-hearted anymore.

He wants to put all the wealth of the poor into his own pocket!

He wants to make those so-called high and mighty people pay the price!

When a person's family is broken up, his wife and children are separated, and he loses all his property, what will he do?

There is only one way to go.

crime!

Zhong Xiaoye's eyes were filled with madness and delight.

"Go to Tiandi Bank."

"Brother, what are you doing at Tiandi Bank?"

Little brother Xiao was full of confusion and didn't know what was going on.

"I want to deepen the cooperation with Tiandi Bank!"

As soon as he came out, a series of instructions were issued vigorously and decisively.

He wants to let the society know that there will be a price to pay for offending him, Zhong Xiaoye!

at the same time.

The Old Summer Palace will forever leave a mark in the history of human civilization.

The smoke of gunpowder has gone, but the desolation remains, broken columns leaning like harps, wild roses growing wildly on the Baroque decorations. The white marble arch is half-buried by weeds, vines crush the inscriptions of the Qianlong reign, and entwine the cloud patterns into green waterfalls.

The remaining pond ripples in the sunshine, and the broken bridge piers diagonally penetrate the water lilies. Koi fish swim in the reflection of the caisson, and the sunlight floods the remains of the Western-style building. The empty seats of the twelve animal heads cast long shadows, just enough to catch the cicada chirping that overflows from the cracks in the ruins.

"I haven't had time to thank you for giving me the dog head."

Boss Jiang said softly.

Miss He Si beside him was dressed unusually in a floral dress, which formed a contrast with the desolate surroundings.

There used to be war everywhere, but now the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

"How do you like it."

A white butterfly fluttered through the crack and flew through her hair.

It’s a hot summer day.

No parasol either.

But it doesn't matter much.

Miss He Si is not the traditional white, young and thin girl. Her skin color is closer to the color of wheat, wild and healthy.

Of course, feelings are just feelings.

At this moment, Miss He Si was more agile and gentle than the white butterfly flying and dancing towards the light.

You in the floral dress.

This is the dream that many men pursue.

So much so that when Jiang Chen, who was waiting in the Old Summer Palace, saw Miss He Si arriving for the first time, he was slightly dazed for a moment.

You can’t blame heroes for being tempted by beautiful women.

"Where did you get it?"

Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

"Daddy's vault."

"..."

Didn’t the gambling king once present animal heads to the country?

There is still one?

The missing dog head was actually hidden in the gambling king’s private vault all this time?

"Why doesn't the gambling king..."

"Dad said that although these cultural relics are dead, they are of great significance, and they can only play their greatest value if they are taken out at the right time."

He is worthy of being called the gambling king.

It really is.

Be far-sighted.

There is not much difference between donating one or two at the same time, but if you extend the time interval, the difference will be completely different.

"The gambling king put the dog's head in the vault, probably hoping that it would be unveiled when the He family needed it. You give it to me..."

"The dog head was a gift from my dad. I have the right to dispose of it." "..."

I once whipped a famous horse because I was drunk, for fear that my excessive love would lead me astray the beauty.

Why does the gambling king have three wives and four concubines, and still be praised for working in an industry that does not conform to the traditional values ​​of the mainland?

In addition to the deliberate guidance of the government, the sense of family and country created by his actions such as donating the animal heads is also an important factor.

A lesson from the past, a teacher of the future.

He Yihui can completely emulate her father's path to success and take out the dog head and return it to the motherland at the right time. Just like the gambling king back then, her reputation will surely skyrocket and she will engrave her name in the hearts of her compatriots in the inland.

The gambling king left her the dog head as a gift.

It should be out of this intention.

But Miss He Si obviously let her father down.

She did not use the dog head as an exchange voucher, but gave it to a man silently and almost wastefully.

Fortunately, this happened behind the scenes of the gambling king, otherwise Jiang Chen really didn’t know how to face that legendary figure.

"Aren't you afraid of regrets?"

Jiang Chen spoke in a calm tone.

"What do you regret?"

Miss He Si asked, her eyelashes fluttering in a playful tone that revealed a knowing question.

How rare.

A daughter of such status, she still retains a hint of girlishness.

"I regret sending the dog head to the wrong person."

"How could it be wrong? It's just like gambling. Once you sit at the gambling table, you can't think about whether you will regret it later, because regret is useless and meaningless."

Thought provoking.

Jiang Chen nodded silently.

The phone rang.

The two stopped.

He Yihui looked away considerately, admiring the scenery of this once abandoned royal garden.

It was Zhuge Xi.

Jiang Chen answered the phone and listened quietly.

"Just do as you wish."

Putting down the phone, Jiang Chen turned his head and found that the other party was looking at him pretentiously.

The lotus breeze blew up her floral skirt.

"Eavesdropping is not the proper etiquette for a lady."

“I grew up in a small fishing village in a remote area.”

Jiang Chen smiled.

"Zhong Xiaoye is out."

Why didn't Hui take it seriously?

Following the ruins of history, the two continued forward.

"It should."

"After you go back, have a good talk with your sister. People like Zhong Xiaoye can be used in the short term, but they can't be kept with you for the long term."

He Yihui was silent for a moment.

"Have you decided to deal with him?"

"Isn't it just a matter of time?"

"How much longer?"

"About a year or so."

This is all confidential information.

Boss Jiang knows how to return a favor.

Putting aside personal stance, we cannot rush into taking down someone like Zhong Xiaoye. The interest chain he has painstakingly woven is not small. Can we catch everyone in one fell swoop?

Obviously unrealistic.

As the saying goes, don't blame everyone. If a big thing can be made small, there is no need to cause a huge shock.

It's not just Boss Jiang who needs time.

Those who have a vested interest in Zhong Xiaoye also need time.

Let the news out little by little, smell the scent, and cut it off when necessary. If you still refuse to repent, then when the time comes, I will kill you and don't blame you for getting covered in blood.

This is the general procedure for dealing with problems like these.

For harmony and stability.

"Then it looks like I have to go back."

Listening to the soft whispers around him, Jiang Chen remained silent, not understanding the situation.

"I want to go back."

He Yihui continued.

"Ah."

at this time.

Is it just a "hmm"?

Why are we getting more and more backward?

He Yihui stopped talking.

Also.

How can you wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep?

No matter how much you say, it's like talking to a cow.

After walking in silence for a while, Jiang Chen seemed to realize that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He was about to speak when he heard a voice in his ear first.

"I miss my daddy."

"..."

...!

Jiang Chen's expression froze, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Who else is like a daddy?

"Actually... there's no need to be so anxious. There's still a year or so left."

Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and doing good things is great.

The prodigal son can't exchange gold for his return.

"You don't seem to be willing."

"..."

Jiang Chen's bitter smile deepened.

"Then I'll go back tomorrow."

Obviously, I shouldn't say anything at this time, but men are like this.

"If you're not in a hurry, you can spend more time in Kyoto. There are many places worth visiting that you probably haven't been to yet."

"Will you accompany me?"

Jiang Chen was speechless again, and then replied: "Okay."

In fact, his pause was quite obvious, but sometimes what women need is just an attitude.

"Next time. There will be another chance next time. Don't be upset then."

Jiang Chen suddenly recalled the scene in Haojiang where the other party served as his guide, and he felt guilty for no reason.

"Not next time, just this time."

He quickly answered, his tone much firmer.

The attitude is still correct, but how can you change the answers again after the test paper has been corrected?

"It's too late."

He Yihui's lips curled up slightly.

Jiang Chen smiled.

How could the daughter of the gambling king really be obsessed with love?

In front, a young couple was also touring the park, holding hands, laughing and talking happily, looking very close.

Jiang Chen coughed lightly.

He Yihui looked at the ordinary yet enviable young couple silently without saying a word.

Boss Jiang, feeling guilty, had no idea what kind of struggle he went through in his heart, but in the end, he slowly moved his right hand to the side.

And it seems to be just a coincidence.

A left hand also moved over.

The two hands touch and eventually exchange temperature.

“I hope there are no reporters here.”

Jiang Chen did not forget the lesson he learned.

He Yihui, who was once involved in a scandal, didn't care at all. She was gorgeous in a floral dress, tilted her head, lightly stood on tiptoes, and kissed the profile of the face as if no one was around.

Her hair fluttered and her skirt swayed.

The mentality of a casino owner is definitely different from that of a gambler. If you choose to sit at the gambling table, you should not care about winning or losing, and you should not consider whether you will regret it. Just be wholeheartedly and enjoy the process.

That way.

Winning is also winning.

Losing is also winning.

(End of this chapter)