Flipped through it

  "Old... boss..." The henchman, who was following behind Hong Yong with his neck shrunk in, had a look of a younger brother who had been bullied, and timidly called out to wake up Hong Yong: "What do we do now? Otherwise... should we go report to the police first?"

  Hong Yong, who was already furious, heard this and exploded like a volcano, kicking Ma Zi to the ground with one foot.

  Right after that, several kicks were exchanged, with one person wildly cursing like a mad dog: "Call the police? I'll call you a retard! You damn stupid cunt! If we call the police, how are we going to take care of that little bitch? When the cops arrive, all of you be smart and don't say anything unnecessary, got it? Just say it's a construction issue!"

  Just like Bai Hui concealed the fire from the police, Hong Yong also had no intention of reporting the truth.

  Let the police intervene, don't say it's not necessarily possible to find real evidence, even if they do, can his Tian Shui Tea House be restored to its original state? Can that little brat compensate for the losses?

  How many years of imprisonment?

  Letting Bai Huan enter the government office to eat public food, how can it resolve his current ignorance and karma, instead it will hinder him from taking revenge.

  So, as expected by Bai Guang, both sides maintained a tacit silence.

  As for privately, both sides sharpen their knives, that's another story.

  ……

  In an office as large as the basketball court of the Deutsche Bank, extremely showing the temperament of the nouveau riche, two people's heads were close together, staring at the image on the 27-inch LCD screen.

  "It's almost here, just about to reach the back of the crucian carp. Once we get there, let's get started!" Yu Debao's eyes sparkled and he couldn't help but rub his hands together, urging: "Right, should we give that fatty a call to remind him?"

  Although he knew that Yu De Bao was completely devoid of integrity, Bai Huan couldn't help but despise him deeply.

  Then he took out his mobile phone, replaced it with a new card that he had prepared early, and stared straight at him: "Report the number."

  "Hiss......" Yu De Bao's face was full of black lines.

  ……

  When you think things can't get any worse, they really do!

  This sentence is most appropriate for Hong Yong at this time.

  Still in Binjiang Park, Hong Yong, who was directing the big and small workers as well as the construction team under him, looked at the unfamiliar phone number on his mobile phone, first stunned, then suspiciously pressed the connect button.

  "Hey, Boss Hong! It's me, Bai Huan! Do you still remember? How was the return gift this morning......"

  At the sound of this detestable voice, Hong Yong's chubby face instantly turned iron-green, and then swelled into a dark red color like a pig's liver, as if wearing a plump, greasy octopus mask, looking particularly colorful.

  "You son of a bitch from Gobi, I'll remember this! Listen up, once I've dealt with things on my end, I'll definitely come find you to have a chat! Definitely!"

  Hong Yong's teeth were almost bitten to pieces, and he endured a burning rage in his chest, spitting out a vicious remark from between his teeth.

  Bai Huan thought he had just farted, chuckled twice, and then reminded him in a warm tone: "By the way, brother, your transportation team is delivering goods today, right? I took a look, the quality of those phosphate mines is pretty good."

  "What do you mean?"

  In Binjiang Park, the stout man with a multicolored face suddenly narrowed his eyes after hearing this sentence. The fierce anger that had just been raging was instantly extinguished, but he insisted on not loosening his mouth: "Hmph, trying to scare me? Go ask around and see if your grandfather here is someone who can be intimidated!"

  "Hong boss is mighty, Hong boss has a big presence! Your guts are bigger than anyone else's, even a toilet can't hold you in!" Bai Huan chuckled and smiled, but his mouth didn't spare anyone: "By the way, would you mind making a call to ask if the convoy has arrived at Carp Back? I heard the mountain roads there aren't very good."

  Hong Yong can't put on a strong face anymore.

  He didn't even bother to say a few polite words before hanging up the phone, and then he hastily dialed the team leader's number, shouting loudly: "Hey, Tiao Tiao? Where are you guys now? Is it the back of the fish? Is there anything wrong?"

  After learning that everything was normal, Hong Yong finally let out a sigh of relief.

  He wiped his forehead, and his hands were covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. He thought he had been fooled by Bai Huan again, and the suffocating feeling in his chest surged up once more. Just as Hong Yong was about to hang up the phone and call Bai Huan back, a discordant cry of terror came from the receiver - Ah, no! Brakes, brakes!

  A blood-curdling scream, like a Barrett .50 calibre armour-piercing bullet, instantly tore his heart to shreds.

  The rumbling sound that had just passed by was like icy cold snow water, drenching Hong Yong from head to toe.

  He stood there for a long time before he came to his senses, and a pair of fat and greasy paws trembled as they tried to tap on the touch screen, but couldn't find the right spot no matter how hard they tried.

  "Hey! Are you going to speak up? You'd better speak up for me!"

  After a long time, a weak and crying voice came from the other side: "Boss, it's overturned, it's overturned... more than a dozen have fallen down... The rest just reached the top of the mountain, all lying in the nest..."

  Hong Yong only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and within 0.001 seconds, his eyes were filled with blood-red color, and then he fell backwards without making a sound.

  "What's going to happen if the engine dies when driving uphill or downhill?" Bai Huan looked at Yu Debao with great surprise: "On a slope steeper than 25 degrees, there is no power steering, and the brakes become hard. What do you think will be the result... Or would you like to experience it yourself sometime, Uncle Yu?"

  Yu Debao swallowed his saliva and stopped talking.

  He certainly knew what would happen if a heavily loaded large truck with a total weight of 31 tons suddenly stalled on the mountain road.

  But the question is, how did this kid Bai Huan manage to do it?

  Yu De Bao's gaze became increasingly strange as he looked back, and he felt that Bai Huan was absolutely not a good family son, but rather seemed to be a direct descendant of Afghan terrorists.

  Noticing the strange gaze around him, Bai Huan turned his head back and gave a glance of unparalleled pride: "Each profession has its own expertise, there's nothing to be surprised about."

  Yu De Bao suddenly wanted to jump up and down, "I'll punch you in the lungs! You're so specialized in your skills!"

  But now is not the time for him to ask about details, according to the previous plan, it's his turn to make a grand appearance.

  "You little...". He glared at Bai Huan fiercely, and Yu De Bao shook his head again: "Then I'll go, from now on it has nothing to do with you, whether you stay or leave is up to you."

  Bai Huan hastily waved his hand, indicating that he was free to go, then snuggled into the sofa and turned on the wall-mounted TV.

  It's almost time for the local news in Xijiang City, this program has always been known for its fresh and hot news, it seems that the demolition of Tian Shui Tea House is going to be reported.

  As for the local transportation magnate's fleet accident, Crucian carp is a bit far from the city, and the road is not very smooth, most of which will be broadcast at noon news.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, after a string of messy advertisements, the female host of Breaking News appeared on screen, with the ruined tea house behind her.

  But from TV, the originally luxurious and majestic teahouse has disappeared, what's left on site looks more like a pile of trash from a furniture factory.

  Hong Yong did not appear in the camera, knowing that the team had an accident, he must rush over at the first time, where has the mind to take care of the tea building.

  Poor and pathetic Hong Baozi didn't know that while he was rushing to the back of the Crucian carp, several large Cherokee vehicles had already sped out of the Xijiang Municipal Public Security Bureau, racing towards Jiangshan Maple.

  This was the plan set by Bai Huan and Yu De Bao, a series of events that led to the chubby man running around in circles, always one step behind them, exhausting himself.

  According to Bai Hua's definition...

  He can't even get a bite of shit before it's gone cold.