its 243: short peace

Zheng Chengzhong is a fat man in his thirties. He weighs almost two hundred and thirty pounds. Because he is too fat, he is lazy, and because he is lazy. The result is that he is unwilling to leave the room. He does not want to leave the room, which leads to his lack of sunshine, so his skin is very white, so he is a typical big white fat man.

At this time, the big white fat man was working out in the room, wearing a boxing guise and hitting a heavy sand bag hanging on the ceiling. Although the big white fat man looked useless and stupid, he hit the sand bag with a good eye. At first glance, he was a master who had practiced in the past. Zhang Ling walked in with Zhang Daquan and saw the fat man with a naked upper body and a pair of fighting trousers. He couldn't help smiling: "Mr. Zheng is good at it."

Hearing this sound, the big white fat man immediately stopped, slowly turned his head, and looked at Zhang Ling with some surprise: "Isn't this Zhang Ling? What brings you to me?"

"It's not because there is no food to eat." Zhang Ling smiled, walked generously to the center of the room, pulled a chair and sat down. Zheng Chengzhong took off his fist and threw it under the sandbag. After taking a big towel to wipe the sweat on his face, he reached out to take the bathrobe handed over by Zhang Daquan, put it on his body, and then sat on the big sofa not far from the sandbag and smiled at Zhang Ling: " Miss Zhang is really joking..."

"I'm not kidding." Zhang Ling shook his head and said, "It's true that there is no food to eat. Brother Zheng also knows that I come from a gang family, and there is nothing else to do except these things in the gang. Now that the Dong family has completely collapsed, Brother Zifeng has quit this circle again. I really can't help it now.

"No way?" Zheng Chengzhong was somewhat surprised, "You are Mr. Xu's confidant. Can he arrange the way for you before he goes?"

"What's the use of arranging it?" Zhang Ling sighed, "The whole Dong family fell, and all the big brothers followed the Tang family. Who should I go to? It's also thanks to my usual bad relationship with them. Otherwise, if I join the Tang family now, I'm afraid I'll be on the street sooner or later.

"With your cleverness, I'm afraid you know that there will be a turbulence from the beginning, right?" Zheng Chengzhong smiled and said, "So it's been until now that you started the activity. Am I right?"

"I'm not that wise." Zhang Ling smiled and said, "It's just that I've been looking for someone, and no one has paid attention to it. Now I really can't get through it, so I have to show up by myself and beg Brother Zheng directly. I don't have any other skills. I still know more about the situation of the big brothers and younger brothers in the Shaosu underworld. I think I can definitely help Brother Zheng.

"It's not just helpful." Zheng Chengzhong smiled and said, "To be honest, if you enter the Feng family, I can abdicated."

"Brother Zheng's joke is quite scary." Zhang Ling waved his hand repeatedly, "I will be satisfied if I can do something under Brother Zheng."

"They are all acquaintances, and I won't say anything polite." After Zheng Chengzhong smiled twice, his expression became serious. "You used to do information collection with Xu Zifeng. What I do is also this kind of thing. To be honest, I don't lack people who can work, but I lack people who can do good work."

"Brother, I told you not to be angry." Zhang Daquan interrupted: "Zhang Ling just said that he knew that you were scolded by Boss Feng."

"I can guess." Zheng Chengzhong grinned, "Miss Zhang Ling's well-in-in-be information is recognized by Quan Yao Su. Now the Feng family is about to go to war with the Tang family and the Miao family. Now the superiors are going to say that on the one hand, they have to monitor the movements of their two families, and on the other hand, they have to pay close attention to the behavior of those big brothers on the Liu family's territory. Damn, I'm so annoyed. I would be very happy if you could come and help me."

Zhang Ling stared at Zheng Chengzhong with a smile. She knows him, just like she knows every big brother-level figure in the Yaosu Underworld. She knows that he is not a wise man. Although he is sometimes a little smart, in fact, his wisdom is not as good as Zhang Daquan, and Zhang Daquan is just good at pretending to be confused. It is precisely because their minds are not smart that they are responsible for this kind of insignificant work in Feng Meilun's view - monitoring the movements of various families and always watching the situation in the Soviet Union.

This is also the biggest weakness of the remaining four gangs in Yaosu City, except for the Dong family, including Tang Fang, who is an extremely powerful boss, who also despises the collection of information. Otherwise, people like Hua Fengyou will never be just an insignificant and not valued among the Tang family. In a sense, it is precisely because Xu Zifeng attaches importance to this matter and reuses Zhang Ling, who has a genius in this field, that the Dong family has always maintained the most powerful scenery in Shaosu City.

Now, Tang Fang has Hua Fengyou, and Feng Meilun has Zhang Ling. In this way, Gong Ping has the information of the two families at the same time. In Zhang Ling's view, in this way, Gong Ping has been invincible.

"I'm completely trapped in it now, and you can't push me away." Looking at Zheng Chengzhong, Zhang Ling smiled happily, but the person he was thinking about was "Jing Tian".

Of course, Gong Ping didn't know this. At this time, he was lying **, immersed in a dream. Yun floats himself in the air, moves the mouse, and plays computer games. Since it can be materialized, it has been fascinated by this kind of entertainment that it didn't have to think about before. Of course, it can't master games that are too advanced. It's just playing cards and minesweeping that come with the operating system.

What it likes most is minesweeping. Now it can play with the highest difficulty. Although it takes more time, it is a very fast progress for a newcomer to the game. Minesweeping is a game that requires brainstorming, but it often relies on luck. Sometimes in the end, all wisdom is useless except for gambling luck, and when you touch some rules, the place that originally needs to use your brain becomes very simple. You don't have to think about it. You will know where there are mines nearby, but when you When clicking proudly and skillfully, he often fails because of self-confidence and carelessness.

Yun feels that this game is very much like life, or very much like war. Wisdom and strength are important, but sometimes it depends on luck.

"I had a good time. Two hundred and thirty seconds, well, it's quite good. I don't know when Gong Ping woke up and quietly walked to the back of luck. He suddenly opened his mouth and was scared. He mistook the position that had been calculated, and as a result, he detonated the mine.

"Ah, this is my highest record! It's all your fault!" Luck hummed, "If it weren't for you, I could have completed the latest record of the game in more than 230 seconds."

"Then I'll compensate you." Gong smiled indifferently and rudely squeezed out of the luck. He sat down on the chair in front of the computer, and then clicked to start again. Then, he clicked twice on the screen at will. As a result, he met Lei the second time. He tried again two times without care. It was not until he opened a good area that he quickly expanded those numbers. Click around the word, mark it with a red flag, or click it directly.

"A good start is half the success." Gong Ping smiled and clicked quickly at a speed that was enough to make his eyes exclaim. The time displayed on the minesweeping game passed one second. When "76" was displayed on it, Gong Ping smiled and said, "The other half of the success is a good end." As he spoke, he clicked on one of them, and the game was completed in 77 seconds.

"Seven...seven seconds?" Yun exclaimed, "Is this still a person?"

"I haven't played for a long time. I have regressed." Gong Ping shook his head and said, "When I first went to work, this game was the only way for me to relieve stress and challenge myself. My best time is 52 seconds, which is the highest speed in China according to the Internet. But now there may have been a master who has rewritten this record.

"It's really not human!" Yun snorted and shook his head to show that he could not accept the huge gap between himself and Gong Ping.

"It's just a game." Gong Ping stood up, moved his limbs, looked up at the dim yellow sun outside the window, and looked at the wall watch: "It's past six o'clock. No wonder I'm so hungry. I don't know if Zhang Ling is ready for dinner.

"Wait!" Yun suddenly remembered something. After materializing, he grabbed him: "I suddenly remembered something."

"What's the matter?" Gong Ping asked.

"When you played Russian roulette with Hua Fengyou, I obviously calculated the position of the bullet for you, but why... why was it wrong?" Ask inexperably

"It's very simple." Gong Ping smiled and said, "The revolver will turn around when you turn on the safety, and you can see it. But how does the wheel turn when it shoots? Is it to pull the trigger and then release it, and the wheel begins to turn, or does it start to turn when the trigger is pulled?

"This..." After thinking about it, he shook his head. I don't know."

"It is the rotation of the revolver in the process of pulling the trigger. Therefore, from the position before opening the firing pin, the bullet is in the sixth bullet hole, and the first shot actually shoots the bullet in the third bullet hole. As he said, he slowly walked to the door, opened the door and came to the living room, leaving a relationship in the room thinking about the third and sixth.

The living room was very quiet, and there was no other person's voice. Gong Ping looked around and soon saw the text message posted on the door of Zhang Ling's room. He hurried over and took it off. It said, "Brother Jing, you can't push me away. I want to help you, just help to the end. I went to Feng's house, and I was contacted by email. Zhang Ling"

"This woman..." Gong Ping slowly turned the paper into a ball, walked slowly to the kitchen, found a lighter and burned it clean. It's really not simple. Is she addicted to it as a game? Or is it the pain and loss of losing the loved one in her heart, which makes her lose the goal of survival and the meaning of life, so we must try our best to forget the pain in other ways, or find the meaning of living?

In his own words, he laughed and said, "That's good. Anyway, it's good to have a helper of this."

When he laughed, the light in his eyes was more or less evil. At the same time, the color of his body also changed in his room, but the change was like "come and go fast" as in Faye Wong's song, and Yun was busy challenging Gong Ping and clicking the mouse over there. More than that, so I didn't notice it at all.

On the kitchen table, there is morning food, including bread, milk, and a lot of reserves in the refrigerator, including vegetables, fruits and meat. There are rice, flour, oil and seasonings in the cupboard. Gong Ping checked these things one by one and nodded slowly: "It seems that this period is time to return to the celibacy of his former work." With that, he put these things on the console, hummed, lit the gas stove and boiled water.

Half an hour later, he made himself a good dinner, sat down and ate happily.

"Although the snacks are gone, there is a big dish." As he ate, he said to himself, "Very good, very good... I have to meet Hua Fengyou later."

(Because the serial number of Chapter 217 was repeated when writing, when uploading, there was one less chapter, and the plot of the assassination of Guan Shuwen is missing. Now it has been completed in Chapter 217. You can look back to make up for the plot. I'm so sorry! I have thought about it...)