"Did you see the explosion?" Li Qing leaned back on his seat, breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly.

Zhong Ruoxi took off his black gloves and asked coldly, "what do you want to say?"

"All dead."

"You should have expected such a result." Zhong Ruoxi frowned slightly. "You vowed to kill the Chen family. Doesn't that what you call killing?"

Li Qing turned her head and looked at Zhong Ruoxi: "I can't understand why you are indifferent."

"What do you think of me? Do you cry like a little woman?" Zhong Ruoxi's voice became colder and colder. "Since you can't die for those people, don't flirt with me here! Li Qing, I'm willing to support you because at least you look like a man."

As soon as he raised his hand, Zhong Ruoxi smashed his gloves on the windshield: "I only keep people who are valuable to me, not women!"

"Then you can leave whoever you love. Support? I'll use you to support me? I won't serve you!" Li Qing suddenly became angry and directly burst into foul language.

Zhong Ruoxi was stunned. The whole person hasn't reacted yet. Li Qing has kicked open the door and left angrily.

Reaching out to open the window, Zhong Ruoxi shouted angrily, "Li Qing! Get back!"

"Fuck you. Shit!"

Zhong Ruoxi said coldly, "I'll count three. If you dare not come back, I can't spare you!"

Li Qing fiercely turned around and directly raised his middle finger at Zhong Ruoxi: "you're powerful, aren't you? You're awesome, aren't you? Come on, I'll see how you can't spare me!"

Zhong Ruoxi's delicate cheek became colder and colder, and her white jade hand slowly clenched: "three, two..."

"I said!" Li Qing pointed to Zhong Ruoxi and shouted, "fuck you!"

"Come on, I'll see what you can do in the port supervision office! I've never tripped on this road for so many years! I'm not afraid of you shoemakers if I'm barefoot!"

After roaring, Li Qing took a hard breath, and then ignored the green faced Zhong Ruoxi, walked to Wenyang's black car, opened the door and sat in: "drive."

Wen Yang and Qin WuChao in the car clearly saw the scene outside. No matter who was in the car in front, Li Qing was so rude to a woman. Even Wen Yang and Qin WuChao were the only two in their life.

Both of them were silent, even breathing carefully.

After starting the car, Wen Yang turned the steering wheel directly, and then sped away all the way.

Filled with amazement, Zhong Ruoxi stared at the tail light of the black car disappearing at the end of the street. Then he pulled up the window and retracted back into the car.

Gently biting his lips, a light cyan blood vessel on his forehead was slightly raised. Zhong Ruoxi waved angrily and smashed the glass window on his side.

"Li Qing! How dare you!"

Zhong Ruoxi shouted, and immediately seemed to think of something. He shook his head reluctantly, and his cold cheek smiled like a flower.

"You are still the first. I can't spare you. There are thousands of ways for you to learn." Zhong Ruoxi also started the car and drove the military jeep into the thick night of Gangbei city.

"Give me your cell phone," Li Qing whispered.

Wenyang picks out the phone and hands it to Li Qing.

After getting the phone, Li Qing dialed the Mu family first.

"Li Qing?"

"It's me."

Mu rouer's urgent voice came over the phone: "how are you? Are you hurt?"

"I'm all right." Li Qing whispered, "are you all right?"

"We're fine, Li Qing. Where are you now?"

Li Qing looked out of the window, hesitated and said, "I've just left Chen's house. There are still some things to deal with. Don't worry, there's no danger. It's too late today. I'll go back tomorrow. You have a good rest."

"Well, Li Qing, are you really not hurt?"

"Don't worry, No." Li Qing smiled, "I'm still busy. Hang up first."

The voice fell. Li Qing had hung up the phone, then called out the number and dialed Lin Qiuqiu.

Lin Qiuqiu's first sentence after receiving the phone call was: "when will you be back?"

Li Qing touched his nose, moved his body, pretended to be relaxed and said, "there are still some things to do. I'll go back tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Well, come back when you're done."

Li Qing opened her mouth. Lin Qiuqiu had already hung up before she could say the next word.

With a sigh of relief, Li Qing leaned her head against the seat and smiled bitterly. Lin Qiuqiu should think she was accompanying mu rouer.

Listening to Li Qing's two phone calls, Wen Yang couldn't help wondering: "brother, where are you going tonight?"

"I'm not going anywhere." Li Qing said faintly, "find a place and drink."

Knowing that Li Qing was in a bad mood today, Wen Yang didn't say any more and directly pulled him back to his house.

"Go buy wine." Wen Yang took the gun bag of Qin and Wu dynasties and winked at him.

"OK." Qin WuChao nodded quickly, turned and trotted away.

Wen Yang raised his head and looked at the lighted window on the second floor: "Lao Huo should also be there. He has a good appetite for wine. Someone will accompany you to get drunk."

"Ha ha, just in time." Li Qing nodded and went into the living room with Wen Yang and sat down on the sofa.

After a while, Qin WuChao came back with a pile of food and wine, put these things on the tea table, straightened up and breathed out: "it's really heavy."

Wen Yang glanced at the pile of things with a faint reproach in his voice: "you are really generous with money."

Qin WuChao was stunned. Only then did he react that Wen Yang was saying that he bought too much wine. Li Qing used to drink a lot of wine. It's strange that he didn't drink half dead today.

"I went up and asked Lao Huo to come down." Wen Yang waved his hand, turned and went upstairs. He stopped in front of Huo Yi's door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, Huo Yicai, who was wearing a checkered Nightgown, opened the door, with stubble under his jaw and a strong smell of wine: "what are you doing?"

"My big brother is here. He's drinking downstairs."

"Not interested."

Wen Yang "tut" and stretched out his hand to pull Huo's hand, but he pulled an empty sleeve and couldn't help feeling embarrassed on his face.

The sound hand pulled the Nightgown back. Huo glanced at Wen Yang and wanted to take the door back.

When he stuck one foot at the door, Wen Yang's face changed: "you know what happened to the Chen family? No one survived. He's not in a good mood tonight."

After more than ten seconds of silence, Huo said in a deep voice, "I'll change my clothes and go down in a minute."

When Huo Yi got dressed and went downstairs, a row of empty cans had been placed in front of Li Qing. Wen Yang and Qin Wu Dynasty were crowded on one side of the sofa, like two regular primary school students, and their faces were not good-looking.

Staring at Li Qing, Huo lifted his beer cans on the tea table and swept them to the floor, then pulled out two bottles of Baijiu in his arms and pressed them on the table.

Bite off the plug with his teeth, Huo Yi handed Li Qing a bottle: "drink this! What is beer, like boiled water, for women to drink."

"Haven't seen you for a long time." Li Qingwei raised his head and looked at Huo Yi. Then he took the bottle and poured a big mouth. He was choked and coughed violently on the sofa with one hand.

Wen Yang's face is green. I asked you to come down and enlighten my brother. After all, we brothers can't say something. I didn't ask you to pour oil on the fire.

"What kind of wine is this?" Wen Yang's tone was not good.

Huo turned his head and looked at Wen Yang: "sixty-eight degrees of stuffy donkey wine."

"Shit." the Qin and Wu dynasties directly fried the wool. "I heard that this game is intended to pour down the animals. An old donkey has to be put down. It's not for people to drink at all."

"Fart." Huo Yi sat down on the sofa, raised his neck, took a sip of wine, narrowed his eyes and said with a bit of irony: "this is the wine for men."

"Strong enough." Li Qing shouted, then took another sip, choking his cheeks. Wen Yang and Qin Wu Dynasty on one side didn't dare to stop, so they could only look at it.

Li Qing certainly didn't drink as much as an old donkey, so he was drunk in a mess after a while.

Wen Yang and Qin Wu Dynasty stared at Huo Yi fiercely, turned his head, and Huo Yi stared back. Then he took a sip from the wine bottle on the table, slowly stood up and went upstairs: "call president Lin."

Qin WuChao was confused: "what are you doing calling your brother and sister-in-law?"

Wen Yang looked at the drunken Li Qing and twitched at the corners of his mouth: "it's said that no one can control a drunken man except his wife."

"Really?" Qin WuChao glanced at Wen Yang who was turning over the phone book. "Do you still have this experience?"

"Guess." Wen Yang raised his eyebrows slightly and dialed Lin Qiuqiu's private phone, "sister-in-law, I'm Wen Yang. That... Brother drank too much here..."

Wenyang's residence is not far from Lin Yongyi's villa, which was deliberately arranged for the convenience of mobilization. So it took only about half an hour for Lin Qiuqiu to come.

Qin Wu Dynasty stood at the door honestly, nodding and bowing with a flattering face: "Hey, Hello, brother and sister-in-law."

"What about others?" Lin Qiuqiu's beautiful eyes coagulated slightly and asked faintly.

Qin WuChao stretched out his hand and pointed to the living room: "inside, I slept."

Lin Qiuqiu walked all the way into the living room on high heels. He saw Li Qing shrinking in the sofa, covered with a blanket and frowning tightly. He had already slept, with a pile of messy sundries next to him.

"He's not crazy about wine?" he stared at Li Qing for a while, and Lin Qiuqiu asked softly with her arms around her chest.

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