He didn't know how long he had been outside in the cell. He didn't know how long he had been. Soon, the dinner was also delivered. Looking at the cabbage soup, he couldn't even see any meat. He suddenly felt that he had no appetite.

How to eat this kind of thing, I didn't stay for long. He felt that he could no longer bear it. He suddenly thought of Sun Qizhan. He didn't know how Sun Qizhan survived the years in prison. Naturally, he didn't know. Sun Qizhan had already come out. He hadn't eaten much for the whole day. He felt that it was late at night again. The prison guards from the detention center outside came in. Seeing that he hadn't eaten, he seemed to be used to it. He had a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth and took away the "meals". Wang Ying didn't understand what his sarcastic smile meant at the beginning. It was not long after that, he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he wanted to eat those foods.

For a moment, he felt so pitiful. More importantly, he realized the reality again. Perhaps he had met too many people like Wang Ying. Not long after, the prison guard who was carrying the food came in again. It was still the dinner meals, but they were all cold and there was not even heating. Wang Ying looked at these foods and adjusted his mentality in an instant.

He picked up the cold steamed bun. The real hunger had made him unable to control so much. He had adjusted much less than that of ordinary people. He ate it in big mouthfuls. Not far away, the man in the dark looked at Wang Ying, and a contempt smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then turned around and left.

The ancient city of S City is twelve o'clock at night. The moonlight shines on the earth. The ancient city in the past two days seems particularly quiet. Perhaps there are too many rumors about the ancient city these days. Many elders reminded the people at home that after it gets dark, they should not go out casually. The ancient city has not been peaceful these two days.

On the quiet road, several off-road vehicles were driving at a speed, looking so eye-catching. In the front Cadillac SUV, there were two men sitting in the seat behind. One of them had clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, a round face, a high nose bridge, and a black and curly hair on his head. He was quite handsome, but his ears were long and not very beautiful.

He was playing with a Mongolian knife with a length of forearm in his hand. This Mongolian knife was obviously a treasure. Outside the silver scabbard, there was a ruby ​​like blood inlaid. Is it that the Mongolian knife was pulled out? The sharp blade, like the sharp teeth of a wolf, seemed so cold with the moonlight shining in from outside.

"Song Jian, do you Mongolian people have such a knife? Can you give me one? I like it very much. If you can't give it to me, then don't take it out all day long. Take it out all the way, run here to show off your wealth?"

A little bald man next to him, with a face full of disdain, and the tone and attitude he spoke to Song Jian, could not tell the slightest respect.

"Stop talking, I'll give you one when I go back. Do you need to use Moji for a long time? Isn't it just a knife? We have it, but you don't think about this one, I will definitely not give it to you."

"If you don't give it to me, then don't always show it out. I will snatch the Dragon King Sanpao for you later, and you will be honest."

"Snatch me? Sun Qizhan, don't brag. I, Song Jian, rob others of my life, and I have never been snatched by anyone. Try it."

"It seems that this is your first time, I have to break it for you." Sun Qizhan laughed "giggling" from the side.

Listening to the two of them's communication, he could feel that their relationship was still good. Song Jian looked at Sun Qizhan with contempt from the side, "Do you think you are feasible in Siming District now? It's amazing?"

"I don't think so, I just feel that it's a little better than before." Sun Qizhan said, raising his foot to the central control position, with a carefree, small bald head, big gold chain, and a social expression on his face.

"What are you doing with such a good thing? It's either that I speak badly or that's right, or that I speak badly. How good is your foundation in W City? Xia Hongsheng has provided you with the bottom of the game, and you just need to be ruthless. So you can't do these achievements you have achieved in a short period of time. Do you know? As long as Mr. Xia is willing, he can help anyone with a little foundation, and you can see your current proud expression."

"You really misunderstood me. First of all, what you said is the facts. Secondly, I am not proud now. Even when I first returned to W City, I was so proud. I, Sun Qizhan, have lived for so many years, and basically have no time to be proud. Do you understand? So you say something useful, Lao Tie, show me."

"No!" Song Jian hurriedly hid the Mongolian sword in his hand and looked at Sun Qizhan with a cautious look on his face. "I warn you not to always hit me with the idea of ​​knife. Now you have just taken the Minghe Tea House firmly and can't relax too much. Master Xia asked you to follow me, and he also wanted to experience you. Don't think you are going out for vacation. Also, after the decoration of the small paradise, you will have to go back. There will be more problems you will face at that time. Do you know."

"I'm just thinking about the decoration of this little paradise. Lao Tie, you have also seen it. Mr. Xia refused to invest any more. We are really having some financial difficulties now. It's okay to eat and drink by ourselves. The problem is this little paradise for decoration."

"You are not satisfied yet. I have given you all the little heaven. At that time, Lao Wu made money from Xiaotian. Is it easy to decorate it or to make such a big building by himself? I am really unsatisfied!"

Song Jian was not polite to Sun Qizhan. Sun Qizhan listened to his words and knew it was the truth. He whispered from the side, "What do you think you should do? Xiaotiantang has started construction, but according to the current situation, we don't have enough money."

"If you don't have enough, just work hard to make money. Every day, you will be poor with me, damn it." Song Jian shouted and cursed from the side. "Don't forget, I have saved your life. You are so big and small with me now."

"Okay, okay, Brother Jian, can't I just stop saying a word? Or you give me your Mongolian knife, how about it?"

"Shut up! Why did you move to my knife again?" Song Jian roared from the side. Soon, all the people in the car burst into laughter. The convoy directly crossed the ancient city and did not stay in the ancient city.

After leaving the ancient city, he drove for about two hours, and a large plaque appeared. Crown Resort and the car drove into the resort. Sun Qizhan yawned from the side and looked at Song Jian, and seemed to be a little sleepy.

More than ten minutes later, at the luxury hot spring hotel in the resort, from the gate, Sun Qizhan saw two very strong European and American men, with military boots and camouflage uniforms, as if they were soldiers, looking at them constantly at the door.

These two people were still very eye-catching in the hall. Dragon King Sanpao and others went to open a hotel to check in. Only Sun Qizhan and Song Jian were going here and they had to do the serious things first. These two Europeans and Americans didn't care about them at first, but when Sun Qizhan and Song Jian went upstairs and arrived on the fifth floor, when the elevator door just opened, two Europeans and Americans appeared opposite each other. These two Europeans and Americans, one on the other side, blocked the road.

Soon, the elevator door on the other side also opened, and the two people behind also came out, holding Uncle Jin's measuring instrument in their hands. They started to search from Sun Qizhan and Song Jian. Sun Qizhan had no reaction yet. Song Jian next to him suddenly spoke, obviously a little unhappy, and his voice was cold.

"My friend who is far away from the ocean, I will remind you first. If you dare to touch my knife, I will take your life."

The European and American man was nearly one head taller than Song Jian, at least more than two hundred kilograms, and it was several circles bigger. I don’t know if these two foreigners could understand it. Sure enough, one of them touched Song Jian’s waist.

The European and American man directly grabbed his scabbard. Just when he just grabbed the scabbard, Song Jian, who was smiling and whispering softly, took action from the side, and suddenly he waved his elbow to the face of the European and American man. The European and American man reacted quickly. He raised his arm and blocked Song Jian. When he turned around, he punched him with great force. Song Jian lowered his head. The European and American man directly hit the elevator behind Song Jian. He heard a "bang" sound. The elevator door was obviously deformed, and the elevator broke down in an instant and stopped on the third floor.

Song Jian's figure is much smaller than that of this European and American man. When he lowered his head to avoid this punch, he went up and pressed his head to the lower abdomen of the opposite European and American man. Then he hugged his waist with both hands, turned over irregularly, and his legs directly clamped the head of the European and American man. The flexibility of the body was really scary, and the speed was too fast. As soon as he stuck, he turned over, and the whole person also turned up. The "bang, bang" on the man's face was two punches. These two punches were indeed forceful, and the eyes of the European and American man were swollen.

Song Jian used his legs to force him. He thought that this could knock this European and American man down. Who knew that this person used his feet and stepped on the ground steadily. Then he turned around and shook him. He shook Song Jian and hit the wall next to him. When Song Jian saw this situation, he loosened his legs and slid downwards, supporting the ground with one hand. The European and American man raised his foot from the side and shot Song Jian. Song Jian protected his chest with both hands, and was kicked out directly.

But just as he was kicked away, he slightly stroked his hand and a cold light shone on the necks of Europeans and Americans.
Chapter completed!