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Before Fang Zida could react, he was the only one at the gate, plus the pomegranates tied like rice dumplings on the ground. He lowered his head and looked at the messy pile of bills in his arms, and then looked at the writhing pomegranates.

Fang Zida couldn't laugh or cry, what the hell is this! After all the tossing and tossing, he got himself into trouble. This Young Master Yuan is really unreliable in his work.

Leaving like this was not an option. Fang Zida had no choice but to take pictures of the door of Yang Du's house. After taking pictures for a long time, the door finally opened. Seeing that Mr. Yuan had disappeared, Yang Du's cold expression softened, but he

Seeing the pomegranates on the ground, Yang Du immediately became angry again.

First, he pulled Yang Du into the yard. Fang Zida told him what had just happened with a wry smile, and asked him to look at the handful of bank notes, and then pointed to the pomegranates outside the door. Anyway, let Yang Du say something today.

According to the regulations, you can’t get into a fight between gods and get yourself involved instead.

"Forget it, I, Yang Du, will be unlucky for today's matter! I should be bitten by a mad dog." Having lost his temper, Yang Du thought about it carefully and stamped his feet: "Brother Zhang Ming, please give me a message to let Yuan Keding.

Serve me a drink some other time to make amends."

"This is no problem. Mr. Yuan will definitely be happy with it."

"Hmph! If it weren't for the sake of the president, I would have to beat him up to vent my anger!" Yang Du cursed a few times and finally decided. In fact, if he really wants to make things worse, Yuan Keding, the eldest son, will

It is inevitable to break the rules of the family. Yuan Shikai is not an easy person to talk to. His upbringing is very strict and no one in the family is afraid of him. Moreover, Yang Du's status in his heart is really not low. But Yang Du also has his own concerns. Although

He suffered a big loss, but if he really wanted to make a fuss over this and offended Yuan Keding, it would not be of any benefit to him in the future, and his face would be tarnished if the news spread. Now that Yuan Keding has surrendered today, he has Yang Du at the bottom of the steps.

Just go with the flow.

"Brother Xizi, what should I do with this person?" Fang Zida asked, pointing to the pomelo.

"I don't care what he does! If he doesn't think his hands are dirty, I won't be able to forgive him even if I kill him!" Yang Du cursed through gritted teeth with anger in his eyes.

Fang Zida shook his head and said: "Then we can't just leave it here and ignore it, right? If there are more people here at dawn, I'm afraid..."

Yang Du was stunned. If he wanted to let this person go, he wouldn't be so magnanimous. You must know that his cheeks are still red and swollen, and it will take who knows how many days to subside. Although Yuan Keding made a mistake today,

After all, it was this pomegranate with no eyes that could do it. The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other, so we must not let him go so easily. But it is not a problem to leave him here like this. Just as Fang Zida said, wait for the day

How to deal with people coming and going as soon as it's light? Yang Du thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out a way.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Fang Zida had an idea and whispered: "Let's do it this way. Shouldn't I pick someone up tomorrow? Just..."

After muttering something, Yang Du hesitated for a while and finally made up his mind: "Sure! Just do as Zhang Ming said, I'll make a call right away!"

Zhang Biao was locked in a dark cell. There were more than a dozen white marks on the stone wall opposite. Each mark represented every day he spent here. That night, Zhang Biao was inexplicably caught from home.

Biao initially thought that the police had arrested the wrong person. He complained about injustice and injustice, but no one ever paid attention to him. It was not until the court appearance that he realized that he had suddenly become a killer of some kind of bloody gang and was involved in the assassination of the president.

inside.

Zhang Biao was stunned by this thunderous news. The Great President! A few years ago, this person was equal to the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. No matter how courageous Zhang Biao was, he would not dare to do such a thing. What's more!

, Zhang Biao has never done anything, and he doesn’t even know what the Blood Light Group is. How can he, a commoner who only relies on his strength to earn a living by performing arts, match up with these people?

At first, he tried his best to tell the difference, hoping that Mr. Qingtian could see clearly and help him clear his grievances. Who would have thought that what happened next made him unable to even cry out that he was wronged. First, someone identified him and bit Zhang Biao to death with one bite.

Guangtuan's accomplice and the conscience of heaven and earth, Zhang Biao tried his best to figure out who the person who identified him was, and what grudge he had against him to harm him like this. Immediately afterwards, he was sentenced to death in prison.

Zhang Biao, who really couldn't stand the punishment, was yelling at the sky and the earth, and he had no choice but to "extract a confession" according to their wishes. After the signature was signed, he was left in this place.

He was alone in a cell, with heavy iron shackles on his hands and feet, and the only window to look up was the tall four-foot-square window. He knew in his heart that if he admitted such a heinous crime, he would probably have only a few days left.

One day he drew a mark on the wall, silently calculating how many days he had left to live.

"It's time to eat!" A shout came, and two broken bowls were pushed in through the iron bars. Zhang Biao moved his steps with difficulty, squatted down and reached out to take them.

When the bowl was brought into his hand, he saw that it was not plain rough-faced steamed buns but white rice, and there were vegetables and meat on it. Zhang Biao's tears immediately fell, his hands trembled, and he couldn't help crying.

"Damn it! You're crying! Eat it, eat it!" The prison guard who delivered the meal cursed and slowly walked to the other end. Holding back his tears, Zhang Biao picked up the chopsticks made of two branches and took one bite after another.

Swallowing with difficulty was the best meal he had eaten since coming here.

"Mother! Mother! The child is unfilial! I can't serve you anymore..." Although the food was delicious, he couldn't swallow it. The tearful Zhang Biao knew clearly in his heart that this special meal was probably his decapitation.

After dinner, I put down my chopsticks, knelt down with a sob, and kowtowed several times in the direction of home.

About ten minutes later, the prison guard who delivered the meal turned around and saw Zhang Biao sitting on the ground with his eyes wandering. He only took a few small bites of the food in front of him. He suddenly cursed in displeasure: "Zhang Biao! Hurry up and eat!"

After eating, pack up and hit the road early!”

"On the road... on the road... finally on the road..." Zhang Biao murmured to himself, and suddenly he became energetic. He grabbed the bowl and chopsticks and started to eat the food in his mouth, thinking about what to do while eating.

You can't be reincarnated as a starving ghost.

Three times five divided by two, Zhang Biao put down the empty bowl and burped, wiped his mouth and shouted outside: "Hey! I've finished my meal, give me some wine!"

"Drink? Damn it! It's good if you have food to eat. Why the hell do you want to drink? I don't even have to drink!" The prison guard put away the bowls and chopsticks and cursed, ignoring Zhang Biao and turned around and left.

"What's going on? Didn't everyone say that the decapitation meal comes with food and wine? Where's the wine? Why is there no wine? He stole it, yes! He must have stolen it for himself! Bullying! This is really a bully!" Zhang Biaoyue

Thinking about it, I became more and more angry. I grabbed the iron railing with both hands and shouted angrily: "Wine! I want to drink! You can't do this! You can't do this! Give me back my wine!"
Chapter completed!