Chapter 122

In the suburbs of Beijing, a straight and wide fully closed road leads directly to Dongshan compound.

At this time, there was no car on the road. Outside the barbed wire fence, a notice board with eight big characters was standing every 500 meters.

Military restricted area. No approaching.

A very ordinary Passat car suddenly sped past one end of the road. Even a very ordinary well-off family could afford such a car, and the license plate was also very ordinary. However, when the car heard a heavily guarded inspection outpost at the end of the road, the soldiers on duty didn't go up for inspection at all, but directly stood upright, raised their chest, saluted and let it go.

On the left side of Passat's front windshield, there is a pass with red letters on a white background. There are only two words on it, A-1!

This A-1 pass is the one with the highest level of access in the whole army. Even if it drives directly into the red wall of the China Rights Center, it will not be subject to any inventory at all.

Passat car slowly drove into Dongshan courtyard, then turned around and came to a very quiet military green two-story building in the backyard.

The two-story villas here are all square. In addition, there are no other shapes. Therefore, if you want to distinguish who lives in that building among these villas, you can't recognize it at all.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a gray Zhongshan suit, stood alone at the door. After the car stopped, he went up and opened the door himself. Then he smiled and said to Qin Zong who came down from the car:

"Qin Zong, why are you here?"

There was something wrong with Qin Zong's face, and he turned a little white, which surprised the middle-aged man.

"What happened?"

Qin Zong smiled reluctantly, shook his head and said:

"It's all right. What's grandpa doing?"

"The old man is practicing calligraphy. Go in."

Qin Zong nodded without saying anything. He went directly to the second floor of the small building. This is a wide war room. There are all kinds of maps and sand tables. An old man is concentrating on writing on the desk next to the sand table at this time.

Qin Zong walked up lightly without disturbing the old man.

A few minutes later, the old man put down his brush, looked at him and said faintly:

"What's the matter?"

"Do you know that old Zhu secretly returned to Shanghai more than four months ago?"

Old Qin smiled, nodded and said:

"I know, the old guy had a problem with his body, but he didn't want the expert group. Instead, he went to Shanghai University to find the old Chinese doctor who had seen him before."

After saying this, old Qin looked up at his grandson. The warning smell in his eyes was very strong:

"Why are you asking? This is taboo and top secret! "

"Do you know why Zhu Ruilin went to Shanghai and gave Yang Qiu the platform for no reason?"

"Hehe, it must be that Yang Qiu gave the Zhu family some promises, or what benefits did he get?"

Qin Zong smiled bitterly:

"Good. The gun can't kill you. Is it good? Grandpa, as you know, among those who are not human, who has given such benefits to our so-called big families? "

Old Qin's face suddenly changed.

"You're easy to say."

Qin Zong didn't hide what had just happened and told grandpa everything.

He first shot Julien in the arm, but missed.

He's the leader of the Dragon sting. He missed.

He didn't believe in evil, and then he shot Zhu Ruilin in the thigh, but it was the same result.

Finally, he dared to shoot Zhu Ruilin in the chest and abdomen. What was the result? Still empty.

Qin Zongmao, the remaining bullets almost shot Zhu Ruilin all over, but the gun was empty.

At that time, Qin Zong was so scared that he almost didn't pee his pants.

This picture is really weird.

Zhu Ruilin just stood there, motionless, but the bullet just couldn't hit him.

"What is the price for the country to invite those high gods? These so-called rich families want to ask them to do it once. What's the price? Grandpa, why are there no gods behind our family? Isn't it because we can't afford that value? The Zhu family, however, now gets such benefits from Yang Qiu. "

Throughout his life, old Qin immediately said to the point:

"What does he want you to do?"

"Join hands!"

Old Qin frowned:

"Together? What are you doing, little dolls? The doll of the Jiang family is a character. You are not his opponent. The doll of the Zhu family is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is a good fart, but he knows how to bear it. You are better than him. He asks you to join hands. So, what do you think? "

Qin Zong smiled bitterly, looked at old Qin and said:

"Just because I don't know, I came to Grandpa. Give me some advice."

With a faint smile, old Qin went to the sand table, pointed to the highest mountain and said slowly:

"It is said that standing high and looking far, who knows that it is very cold at high places."

Qin Zong was not a fool either. A different color flashed in his eyes and nodded:

"I see, Grandpa. There's another news. I heard that people in the zero one inning want to absorb Yang Qiu."

Old Qin was stunned again, and then he laughed:

"This old thing, he deliberately sold me a message, which is clearly to drag me down. For you young people, I'll go to the old immortal to play chess and see if he can kill me."

Qin Zong couldn't help laughing bitterly:

"Grandpa, you and Master Zhu have been working together all your life. How can you still do this?"

Old Qin snorted faintly. Two wise lights flashed in his eyes and said curiously:

"This old thing is weird. Why doesn't he go to that school hospital sooner or later? But when you come back, you become lively? We all know that he has something to do with Yang Qiu, but how much benefit did he get from Yang Qiu? Alas, step by step is slow, step by step is slow. It seems that my mind is too rigid. "

Qin Zong held back his smile and asked tentatively:

"Grandpa, do I promise Zhu Ruilin or not?"

"Good. The pork is twenty yuan a kilo. Why don't you sell it for money? You stupid boy, it's no good. No matter how much you say, it's useless. If you can let the Zhu family shed some blood and give you one of the things you met on the Zhu family baby, I don't have to worry all day when you work in the future. "

Qin Zong immediately laughed.

Master Qin frowned:

"Yang Qiu, why did he dare to break the rules? Monks can't attack ordinary people. Well, the people of the green killing Gang, it's someone else who provokes him first. "