"Ah ah ah, cough, what are you drinking?"

Shuangye coughed violently and took a long time to catch his breath. His face turned red and there were crystal tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Jian Lei patted her on the back and said with a smile: "Ha, of course it's low-quality wine, otherwise what else can I drink? How can I have extra money to enjoy it? Hey, you're not really crying, are you? I'm not.

If I bully you, don’t lie."

"I don't!"

The stubborn girl retorted loudly. She pushed Jian Lei's hand away: "Stay away from me. I am an infected person. If you don't want to be someone like me, just stay away."

Jian Lei took two steps back, raised his hands to show that he would not do unnecessary things, and quietly watched Shuang Ye turn around. Two Originium crystals appeared on her smooth back. Her illness was worse than imagined.

It's a bit more serious.

It's true when you think about it carefully. When you were in Rhode Island, you enjoyed free medical care, but now in Colombia, a country where money is paramount, you have to spend a lot of money if you want to control the disease. This pair of frost leaves can barely maintain their living expenses.

It was unimaginable given her income. She could only rely on cheap drugs to delay her illness until it got to this point today.

She thought for a while and finally said: "You have to go back to Rhode Island, and I will help you. They came to see you twice, so the requirements shouldn't be too harsh."

Shuangye didn't speak and put on her clothes silently.

Jian Lei paused for a few seconds and continued: "If you don't want to go back, I will knock you out and take you to Rhode Island."

The movements of Shuangye's hands stopped, and she raised her head little by little, staring at the serious expression on Jian Lei's face, and asked, "Who are you to make decisions for me?"

"You are my friend. I can't watch you die. I don't have many friends alive. If one of them dies, I will be very sad."

Shuangye flattened her mouth: "Ba Po, you are so verbose."

…

The next day.

Zhou Jinru watched the live broadcast on TV. A large number of people held flags and marched on the streets to oppose the implementation of the alcohol prohibition bill. From the outer city to the middle ring city and then to the inner city, opponents could be seen everywhere, and some bars even

A sign offered that anyone who opposed the bill would get a free bottle of beer.

"Their actions will not help the implementation of the bill at all. They can only tell those jackals who smell business opportunities that this is a very potential market."

As a young man who grew up in the new era, Zhou Jinru is naturally no stranger to the Prohibition Act. This farce, which was overturned after several years, vividly taught a lesson to the people of the world.

However, when this strange thing happened in the world of Terra, he felt that he had no way to start. He could only say that the other party's power was too powerful, and he was unable to shake it.

If things continue to develop, there is no doubt that the implementation of the bill will greatly increase the power of gangs. Hyenas from infected communities have entered St. Martin in droves, casting a shadow over this city that can tolerate everyone.

"They will soon come to seek alliances with the Glasgow gang and use financial benefits, because alcoholics who have enjoyed the narcotic feeling brought by alcohol all year round will drink up their stocks in a month at most, and when they have withdrawal reactions, they have to find ways to find more

Lots of drinks.”

Zhou Jinru's eyes were fixed on the reporter who was interviewing a passerby. He recognized that he was a beggar begging in Qiangwei District, but he was actually a local gang member.

"So the tolerance of this dream city has become a breeding ground for crime."

"Now it depends on whether the city's political power can withstand the pressure of the Brave New World."

Wei Na watched the TV with an expressionless face. She sat next to Zhou Jinru, which brought a lot of pressure to him. The lion king was so angry that it was unbearable.

The dedicated phone at hand rang, Zhou Jinru pressed the speakerphone, and a poetic and elegant voice came out.

"Doctor, my family asked me to ask if Rhode Island is interested in doing a business."

Zhou Jinru glanced at Amiya and said: "This matter should be discussed with the Rhode Island ship. You can ask Hua Falin if she wants to do business."

After hanging up the phone, Amiya asked: "Are we going to follow Shihuaiya in the bootlegging business?"

"Of course not. We are a serious pharmaceutical company, how could we stoop to become bootleggers."

Zhou Jinru waved his hand, stood up and walked into the courtyard, saying, "The Shihuaiya family is bigger than we thought. They won't do such low-level business, and..."

Thumping.

A black shadow fell from the sky, and a big bird landed on Zhou Jinru's shoulder and put a piece of silk into his hand.

"And how could my allies miss the show?"

Only the second half of Zhou Jinru's words could be spoken. He unfolded the silk and found only six words on it.

"What do you think of our allies?"

"I agree, go talk to Warfarin."

After seeing off Tenzin, he turned around and met Vina's eyes.

…

Jasmine District, somewhere in a chess and card room.

"Are you Lawrence?"

The old man holding a Dongfeng card in his hand was reluctant to make the next move. Not far from him was a man kneeling, it was Lawrence who had fled to Jasmine District before.

"Those despicable businesses you did, I'm afraid I would be sorry for the innocent souls who were forced to death by you if I spared your life."

When Lawrence heard this, he fell to the ground and cried: "Spare me, I was wrong, I shouldn't be greedy for money, I shouldn't do those things..."

A grown man was crying profusely. The old man sat and listened to him crying loudly, humming an unknown tune in his mouth, feeling very contented.

"I should tie you hand and foot and throw you into the industrial wastewater river."

Snapped.

The east wind settles.

Wow.

Pushing down a pair of mahjong in front of him, the old man said to himself: "I just want to spare your life for the sake of my old friend. From now on, you will be a porter and live a good life."

Lawrence was dragged away like a dead dog. The old man in the chess and card room was still sitting there. He didn't know when there was another card in his hand, but it had a character that had nothing to do with mahjong.

Qin.

"Qin Nianyi, Nianyi Nianyi, do you get it right?"

He chuckled softly, slapped the card on the table, and said: "You duplicitous old guy, he learned half a set of in-laws' guns, and said he wouldn't pass them on, but in the end he passed them on to you. Let me ask you, Glasgow

Isn’t it your first and last name to help that person named Tang?”

Whoosh.

A card flew out of the old man's hand and was embedded deeply into the door frame, only a few centimeters away from the face of a young man standing at the door.

"I'm right, your master has been unable to use his fists since he took in a female disciple from the East Kingdom. That girl is now the senior superintendent of the Longmen Guards Bureau."
Chapter completed!