After the God of Death sent Chen Zige home, he immediately drove out of the house. On the way to school, he kept thinking that the Chen Qiqi family had mysteriously disappeared.

In addition to his concern for the safety of the other party, there will definitely be people who care more about their whereabouts. He came to look for it three years later, but those people are likely to be looking for it all the time. If you find such a person, is it easier to get information?

So who are more concerned about the whereabouts of Chen Qiqi's family?

Creditor!

The reaction of the old man near Chen Qiqi's family, Chen Qiqi's family suddenly disappeared, and all signs showed that the answer was the most likely.

On the surface, the city is so glamorous, but in some places in the dark, it is also engaged in shameful businesses, such as casinos.

Death is not familiar with Dongkai's market, so before conducting this investigation, he wanted to meet someone.

Chen Qingfeng was the only person who could truly be called a friend in the opening market in Dongguan during his lifetime, Huang Ziming.

The God of Death called Huang Ziming, and the other party asked him to meet on the snack street in the city.

Chen Qingfeng was relatively honest and taciturn during his lifetime, otherwise he would not have been nicknamed "wood". He did not know how to urge his father's banner, so he was always bullied.

However, Chen Qingfeng was lucky. When he met Huang Ziming, Huang Ziming was the kind of thing that didn’t study in school and knew how to pick up girls and fight all day long. In the words of the school teacher, the child had to be a person who squatted in the police station when he grew up.

The friendship when he was a child was a bit inexplicable, because Chen Qingfeng always borrowed Huang Ziming to copy homework, and the two have a deep friendship since childhood. Whenever someone bullies Chen Qingfeng, Huang Ziming will always rushed out to help as soon as possible. The two can be regarded as mutual help.

In the second year of high school, Huang Ziming injured his classmate and dropped out of school, so he ran to the society. Then Chen Qingfeng went to join the army, and the two gradually lost contact.

It was not until the God of Death called Huang Ziming that the two of them contacted each other again.

Death parked his car at the intersection and walked into the very famous snack street in Dongkai City. There are delicious food from all over the country here, and you can buy it here as long as you want to eat. However, they are all snacks. If you want to eat high-end goods, you will come to the wrong place. Therefore, most of the people who eat here are ordinary people.

Walking across the road and reaching the entrance of Snack Street, I saw a very cool Harley Motorcycle parked at the entrance. Although it is not the latest model, it will cost at least about 200,000 yuan.

Sitting on the motorcycle was a rough man with heavy beard, wearing a black turban, a gold chain hanging around his neck, a skull tattooed on his arms, jeans, and Martin boots, which looked a bit vicissitudes.

He was holding a cigarette in his mouth and was looking around, as if waiting for someone.

The God of Death smiled slightly. This was Huang Ziming, the guardian god of Chen Qingfeng before he joined the army. Although the other party is now a gangster on the street, this cannot affect the God of Death's favorability for him.

If you are good to his brother, then you will be his brother!

The god of death walked forward and patted Huang Ziming on the shoulder.

Huang Ziming turned his head and was stunned for a moment. His face, which was originally arrogant, immediately showed a look of joy. He jumped off the motorcycle and hugged the god of death.

He punched Death's back twice with his fist.

"My grass, brother, you're back!"

Feeling the other party’s sincere brotherhood, the God of Death felt warm in his heart, as if he had returned to Team 36. He responded to Huang Ziming in the same way.

Huang Ziming let go of his hands, grabbed the shoulders of the god of death with both hands, and smiled and said, "Let me see. I haven't seen each other in the past few years, and I've become stronger. Not bad, not bad. Let's go and have a drink first."

Huang Ziming hugged the god of death's neck and walked into the snack street with laughter.

After entering the snack street, Death was completely shocked by this guy.

Whenever I pass by a snack stall, I will hug the god of death and show off to the stall owner.

"Old Zhang, look, my brother has returned from the army."

"Hey, Lao Li, our buddy is back. Grill a few more skewers later!"

"Mrs. Ma, didn't you say that your girl has no partner? My brother is back and will bring it to my brother tomorrow."

As he walked and stopped along the way, Huang Ziming kept spanking. It seemed that all the stall owners here knew him and had a good relationship.

Finally, the two arrived at the Xinjiang Damao Shou and stopped. There was a seat at the door. They found a seat to sit down.

The boss lady is an obese woman who looks over forties, and she comes to the two of them with a smile.

"Boy, come and have some food and drink again! Tell me, what do you want to eat today?" Although the boss's wife was complaining, she kept smiling on her face. It was obvious that she was joking.

"My brother is back today, so let's have good wine and meat!"

"Oh, look at this guy's extraordinary demeanor. You finally made a decent friend. Okay, today I'm mine. Wait." The boss lady turned around and left.

"Brother, this is the condition here. Your brother doesn't have much money, so he can only treat you to this. Don't mind!" Huang Ziming said this, his face felt a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter. Everything you eat is the same. It seems that you have been doing well in the past two years!" Death smiled and shook his head.

"That's it! Live with these owners. Without them, I would have starved to death." Huang Ziming said with some self-deprecating words.

Huang Ziming's activity is only one street, and his mission is to protect the vendors here from harassment by those gangsters. Every month everyone can give him some money, and he is even an informal security guard in the snack street. Compared with those gangsters who never know how to be content, everyone is more willing to accept Huang Ziming. He never bullies others by relying on his power. When the vendors sell badly, he will not want money.

This took several years to establish a good relationship with the vendors here. Therefore, the boss’s wife just now joked.

The boss's wife took special care of the two and quickly took beer and meat skewers to entertain the two.

Huang Ziming bit open a bottle of beer with his teeth and handed it to the god of death.

"Come on, brother. You should be practicing some alcohol in the army, right?"

"There should be nothing wrong with beer." Death took the beer.

"Damn!" Huang Ziming bit open another bottle of beer, collided with the God of Death, and drank it in one breath.

He put down the bottle with a heroic spirit and said with a smile: "I know your alcohol tolerance. I'll do it. You slowly... I'll do it, you do it too!"

Huang Ziming was surprised to find that the wine bottle of Death was empty.

"The army is such a great place, come again!"

The two of them didn't eat a bite and then drank three bottles of beer first.

At this time, the boss brought some meat skewers. Seeing that one of them on the table was not moving, he couldn't help but complain.

"Boy, you just drank so much wine without eating anything. Do you want your stomach? Hurry up and eat something."

"Haha, I got it. My brother is back today, am I happy!" Huang Ziming said with a laugh.

"I just know how to laugh. When will you find a girlfriend with your virtue? Okay, drink slowly." The boss lady smiled and shook her head and left.

It was originally a joke, but it immediately made the atmosphere at the table extremely cold.

Huang Ziming's expression became serious, and he opened another bottle of beer in a depressed state. This time, he did not let the god of death kill him.

"Qingfeng, I'm sorry for you." Huang Ziming said in pain.

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PS: I was so scared in the background that I came up. If the update was late, I would use the recommendation tickets in your hands to smash me hard!
Chapter completed!