Chapter 1089

"You're not stupid."

Guo Yiqin looked up at Fang Yuan and said calmly, "you're just too kind."

"What?"

Fang Yuan suspected that there was something wrong with his ear. He raised his hand and pulled it down and asked, "you say I'm too kind?"

In Mr. Fang's opinion, people say he is too kind in front of him, which is almost the same as' I want to sleep with your wife '.

If someone said this to him, he would definitely pull his mouth out, knock off people's teeth, and then pick his hair and kick his stomach: I make you want to sleep with my wife--

But now it is said that Guo Yiqin is too kind-hearted in Fang Yuan, so we must keep enough reason, never act rashly, listen to what he talks about first, and then make plans.

"Yes."

Obviously, Guo Yiqin didn't want to explain to Fang Yuan why he 'praised' his kindness. He said faintly, "remember, I only give you half an hour to leave. In half an hour, my men will rush into the hall again. At that time, how many children will become orphans and how many wives will become widows depends on what God means. "

Without waiting for Fang Yuan to say anything, Guo Yiqin turned and walked out of the hall quickly.

What Guo Yiqin said about kindness means that Fang Yuan is too soft hearted.

If Fang Yuan is not soft hearted, he won't put so many hostages around but don't use them after knowing that he is in a tight siege.

Fang Yuan's soft heart also made Guo Yiqin feel the pressure on his shoulder, which reduced a lot.

Generally speaking, a soft hearted person is the best to deal with. If he is not forced into a desperate situation, he will not show his teeth to bite.

Guo Yiqin felt that he must be able to control this degree well, that is, he had subdued him before pushing the surrounding area to a dead end -- in order to deal with him (or the north of the desert), Guo Yiqin had already made a very precise plan

Originally, he still had some confidence in the repeatedly deduced plan, but Fang Yuan's soft heart doubled his confidence.

Looking at the open door, Fang Yuan was stunned for a long time before he asked Li Wenguang, "did you hear what he just said?"

"I'm not deaf. Of course I heard it."

Li Wenguang nodded.

"He said I was kind. He said I was kind. He wanted to restrict me with this bullshit!"

Fang Yuan jumped down and kicked on the podium.

A podium made of mahogany and weighing at least 60kg was kicked off the podium by Fang Yuan and smashed on the chair below with a loud bang.

Li Wenguang's face changed and subconsciously said, "you are destroying public property --"

"Shut up!"

Fang Yuan suddenly turned back and stared at Li Wenguang with frightening eyes.

He thought that Li Wenguang was joking with him. Otherwise, he couldn't talk about it with a broken table at the moment.

Li Wenguang didn't joke. He was strict. He almost never joked. He was complaining that Fangyuan shouldn't damage public property. He didn't know why he said this.

Maybe after seeing the signs of violent walking around, I instinctively want to ease the tension I feel?

"I told you to shut up, you really shut up?"

Fang Yuan stared at Li Wenguang. After a while, he raised his hand and rubbed his face with a headache. He murmured, "people like you are really boring -- ask you something. Do you have women like it?"

Li Wenguang smiled, which was a very happy and sweet smile: "my son just turned three last month. Before I came to the king of Tang, he held my neck and had to come with me for a long time."

Fang Yuan was a little strange: "I asked you if any women like it, but you told me your son. What do you mean?"

"No woman likes me. Who gives me a son?"

Li Wenguang asked.

"You don't understand. I mean the woman who likes you, except your wife."

Fang Yuan waved his hand: "forget it, I won't tell you this. Although you are not too old, your thoughts are out of date. "

Li Wenguang raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist.

Fang Yuan asked coldly, "what, are you sure I'll do what Guo Yiqin said?"

"Do you know why Mr. Pan asked me to come to Tang Wang?"

Li Wenguang's answer was that the donkey's lips were not right for the horse's mouth.

"Of course, I asked you to monitor me nearby."

Fang Yuan snorted with disdain and said, "Lao pan is really famous. At least he doesn't have a good eye. If you really want to send someone, you should also send a powerful character. You are full of justice and old-fashioned. In fact, you'd better deal with it. "

"I'm here to help you."

"What?"

"I said that Mr. Pan sent me to Tang Wang to be the director of the Municipal Bureau before he died, hoping I could help you."

Li Wenguang spoke very slowly for fear that Fang Yuan would not understand.

"He asked you to help me?"

Fang Yuan looked up and down at Li Wenguang, without concealing the contempt in his eyes: "as I said just now, you are not a powerful role, but easy to deal with --"

Li Wenguang interrupted him: "at least, I'm still the director of the Municipal Bureau of this city."

At any time, the director of the Municipal Bureau of a city is a figure that no one can ignore.

Li Wenguang can't help Fang Yuan deal with big people like Mobei and Guo Yiqin, but it's easy to help him intimidate some Xiao's generation and give him some official support through proper channels.

The disdain in Fang Yuan's eyes converged and asked, "why did he help me?"

Li Wenguang shook his head: "I don't know. Mr. Pan left me several letters before he died. One of the letters specifically asked me to come to Queen Tang and help you as much as possible. This is my main task. "

"Did Lao pan hear the audio data from tieliao before he died?"

Fang Yuan asked again.

"Yes."

Li Wenguang truthfully replied, "it was not long after listening to the audio data that he drove the crane back to the West."

"He -- doesn't believe what tieliao said?"

Fang Yuan's Adam's Apple moved and asked softly.

Li Wenguang was silent for a moment before he said, "I think it should be like this? Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent me to the king of Tang to help you. "

Fang Yuan lowered his eyes: "what did he say before he died?"

"After listening to the audio material, Mr. Pan looked up to the sky for a long time and didn't say anything."

Li Wenguang recalled a little and said, "however, I can clearly observe that Mr. Pan seemed relieved at last, and his face flashed with relief, as if -- as if he saw the derailed train and returned to the right track."

"Pleased? The derailed train is back on the right track? "

Fang Yuan murmured a sentence and suddenly smiled at Li Wenguang, revealing eight teeth and a standard profiteer's smile.

Li Wenguang was puzzled by his smile and asked subconsciously, "what are you laughing at?"

"Is this a happy smile?"

Fang Yuan raised his hand and asked, pointing to his face.

"A happy smile?"

Li Wenguang shook his head blankly and honestly said, "I can't see."

"Alas, your mind is not only aging, but your eyes are spent."

Fang Yuan sighed, jumped off the table and walked quickly to the door of the hall.

Nearly ten minutes have passed since Guo Yiqin said half an hour. He has to hurry up.

"Fangyuan!"

Li Wenguang shouted.

Fang Yuan raised his hand without looking back, put it in a very natural and unrestrained manner and said, "I don't need your instructions. I know I'll be more careful!"

"No!"

Li Wenguang said, "if you promise me not to kill, don't kill!"

"I thought you cared about me."

Fang Yuan stumbled and turned to Li Wenguang. He stretched out the middle finger of his right hand and poked it down.

"Teacher Pan said, you won't die!"

Li Wenguang continued loudly.

Since Fangyuan won't die, in an environment where someone has to die, it can only be others.

"Li Wenguang, I find that you worship that old stick blindly."

As Fang Yuan spoke, he hurried out of the door, and the voice floated in from the outside: "by the way, don't forget to take out the corn kernels in the ceiling lamp. They are cooked and will grow hair and deteriorate."

"Corn kernel?"

Li Wenguang was stunned, looked up at the ceiling lamps above the ceiling, then walked quickly to the window, grabbed the curtain like a monkey, and climbed up along it.

Standing on the curtain shelf, Li Wenguang supported the ceiling with his left hand to maintain his balance. He was too lazy to find tools such as screwdrivers. He took out his pistol directly, turned the handle of the pistol and smashed it at the nearest lamp.

With a bang, the ceiling lamp cover broke, and something about seven or eight centimeters long fell. Li Wenguang copied it with his right hand and took it in his hand.

Sure enough, it's a corn kernel, or a boiled one, with several unfinished corn kernels on it -- this is what Fang Yuan calls "a horizontal device detonates a bomb".

"Alas, Guo Yiqin is right. You are too kind."

Thinking of his reaction when he just heard that there was a bomb in it, Li Wenguang's old face was a little hot (scared like that). He threw away the corn kernel and jumped down from the curtain shelf several meters high.

He felt that he had to go after Fang Yuan.

Pan Longyu's suicide note to him is clearly written. He should help Fang Yuan as much as possible.

Guo Yiqin saw through Fangyuan and took advantage of his soft heart to lead him out of the downtown area of the king of Tang Dynasty, so he will certainly lay a snare in the wild - in fact, Li Wenguang is also very clear that he is far from qualified to participate in the war between Fangyuan and Guo Yiqin, but it may play a big role when necessary.

Li Wenguang rushed out of the office building where the conference hall was located at the fastest speed, turned left and ran to the parking lot.

His car is parked over there.

From a distance, he saw a girl wearing a red sun hat and a red T-shirt, holding up a brick (pulled from the green belt) with both hands and smashing it on the window of a black car.

There was a loud crash. The window glass was broken. Xia Xiaoyun stretched out her hand and pulled. The door opened. When she got in, she saw Li Wenguang running over. She smiled shyly and didn't say anything. She began to tamper with the car.

It looked familiar, but in a second or two, she leaned out her head: "Li, Li Bureau, come and help me start the car. I don't know where the thread of this old car is!"

"Don't look for thread ends."

Li Wenguang looked at her performance very eye-catching. He thought how capable she was. After doing it for a long time, he had to hire someone to help connect wires and light a fire. He replied with a black face and threw a string of car keys in: "I have car keys."

"Ah, that's nice."

Xia Xiaoyun raised her hand and asked casually when starting the car, "by the way, how can you have the car key?"

Trying to resist the impulse to drag boss Xia out and slap him in the face, Li Wenguang said sullenly, "because this is my car!"

"Ah? Oh, what a coincidence. Hey, hey, thank you. "

Boss Xia was silly for a moment. He quickly smiled and stepped on the accelerator. The car roared back and crashed into the car behind.