Son of Heaven

Chapter 570: Who is the Boss?

Liu Yu turned the wine glass in his hand, staring at the imitation of Xu Beihong's Eight Horses on the wall.The eight horses galloping in the wind have different expressions, each of which has its own majestic and heroic appearance, which makes people more and more fascinated by it.

"Brother Yu, the second master said that we should be prepared to deal with Liang Chen, but Liang Chen is as cunning as a fox, as insidious as a ghost, and as tough as a rock. How are we going to deal with him? Please come up with a detailed charter. If we just wait like this and don’t take any action, we can’t bear the blame if the second master is blamed.” Wang Jianyuan saw that he still wanted to enjoy the painting, so he couldn’t help feeling a little anxious and complaining.

Liu Yu finally took back the picture of eight steeds that he had been staring at for a long time, gently turned the bright red liquid in the wine glass, and smiled faintly, "It's never too late for a good meal, so what's the rush? Not only can't you be too anxious to heat the tofu, but it's easy to burn your mouth."

"But it's not a problem to wait so calmly. You have to think of a way. No matter how bad it is, you have to disgust him so that the second master can see that we have taken action. Besides, this kid is too arrogant. How dare you not even give the face of the third and fourth masters, I really don't know what he is relying on." Wang Jianyuan drank half a glass of strong whiskey, wiped his mouth, and mentioned Liang Chen, full of anger and fear , At the same time, there is still a trace of indescribable jealousy in the bottom of his heart - speaking from his heart, when he was at Liang Chen's age, no, even now, he has not yet reached Liang Chen's height . [

"Don't worry, sometimes, the solution is not thought up by people, but falls from the sky. I think this solution will fall from the sky soon." Liu Yu said with a smile without being angry.Shaking the wine in the glass, a light flashed by chance on the surface of the dark red wine, like a sharp knife light, attacking and killing in the dark night, the blood was thick.

Han Ping and the others carried their luggage and wore shoes without laces. Escorted by several tall policemen, they walked to the depths of the backyard of the Jiangcheng Detention Center. When they reached the backyard, they were divided into cells and imprisoned.

Several people were separated and locked up in one, two or two courtyards.Han Ping was locked up in No. [-] Hospital and No. [-] House.

It was already late at night when he was locked in.He spent the whole afternoon in the interrogation at the police station. Fortunately, he was very strict in his mouth and would not say anything during the interrogation, so he was sent to the detention center first. It is estimated that he will have to be interrogated again tomorrow.

After a whole afternoon of torment, he was a little exhausted, and he desperately wanted to sleep for a long time, and he fell into a dark sleep.Since he came to power, he has been clothed with luxury every day. When did he suffer this kind of pain?I prayed from the bottom of my heart, I hope that the third master can take action in time to rescue himself from this ghost place, and at the same time, he will never stay in the poor place of J province again, not thinking about it for a second.

With the "bang" sound of the big iron gate, he was already standing in a house.

Including him, there were eight prisoners in total. At this moment, the seven prisoners who had woken up in their sleep were sitting up from the bed one by one, their eyes were shining brightly, and they were looking at him fiercely.

Han Ping curled his lips. He had seen this kind of situation a lot before. If next, according to the rules in the detention center, he would have to be screened by a group of original prisoners, go through a procedure, and then express his surrender to the boss in the house. Finally go to bed.If he behaved a little badly, or just a little bit unsatisfactory, the prisoners in Sherry would beat and kick him, and they would go into battle together, and they would not stop until he was subdued.

No way, this is the reality version of prison dormitory ecology, don't you agree?Till I serve you.

"What's your name, where do you come from, and what you did, tell yourself." At this time, the prisoner who slept in the upper bunk yawned and sat up. , and still sleep with his shoulders on, the muscles on his body are piece by piece, and his upper body presents a strong inverted triangle.He has a pair of triangular eyes, a fleshy face, and a bright white mark on his blue-shaven scalp, which is obviously the mark of not growing hair after being cut by a knife.

The detention center is divided into eight courtyards, each courtyard has eight cells, each courtyard has a boss, and each cell has a boss.There is no way, there are rules everywhere, let alone this detention center with the most quagmire.The guy in front of him is obviously the boss of the house, also known as the head of the house.

Han Ping snorted, ignored him, went straight to his bed, threw his luggage into the bed, and sat there to take a breath.

"Damn, you're so arrogant, brother Long asked you something, how dare you not answer?" At this time, a guy in the lower bunk next to him put on his shoes and rushed over, pointing at his nose and shouting angrily .

The muscles on Han Ping's cheeks twitched twice, and he stared at him hard, but there was an unbelievable unrealistic feeling in his heart.You know, he was originally the boss of the province, but now he is pointed at the nose by a hooligan who is not even qualified to be his younger brother in the detention center, which suddenly gave him an illusion—this is like a dream , rather than reality.

"What about you, I want to ask you something." The little rascal was furious when he saw it, and he slapped his head and face with a big slap, trying to wake up this stupid-looking guy.

Han Ping can get the favor of Li Manjiang and sit on the position of the boss of a province. Of course, he has a few brushes under his hands, so how can a small hooligan beat him?In the past, he was a tough guy who could hit several shots.Seeing this unpopular little rascal slapping his boss on the mouth, Han Ping was furious. Without saying a word, he turned slightly and grabbed his hand, and bent down.

With a "click", the little rascal's wrist had been bent, and he yelled in pain, and fell down.

Han Ping's eyes were cold, and he still didn't let him go. He clamped his wrist tightly, pulled him down, and kicked him in the crotch. The little rascal passed out without saying a word.

"Damn it, it's really against you, a newcomer, how dare you be so arrogant? Beat him up and fuck him to death." The boss She who was sitting in the back roared angrily, and the remaining five people gritted their teeth. He rushed towards him. [

Han Ping sensed that something was wrong. Logically speaking, he was so ruthless that these boys who had never seen anything in the world should be frightened by them, but in fact, they didn't take it seriously at all.

His thoughts turned, and he shouted loudly, "Who dares to do it? I'm Han Ping, one of the bosses of our province J." He immediately revealed his identity.

"Han Youma's Ping, Old Youma's Da, I'm the boss here." Brother Long roared angrily and rushed over with people.