After all, Ren Xiaosu did not tell Luo Lan the truth about Dong Funan. He felt that at least 7 days of accommodation had to be over before it was better. What if Luo Lan saw Dong Funan with a bruised nose and swollen face, what would happen if he had something to do?

At this time, Dong Funan in the house wanted to marry Luo Lan on the spot, as long as Luo Lan was willing to take her away, but the problem was that Chen Wudi tied her up so strong this time, and Wang Fugui got a herb from somewhere and stuffed it into her mouth. Her mouth was so numb that it couldn't move!

There are many things in the store of herbs, but Dong Funan couldn't understand why this family is so skillful!

I have to say that although Wang Fugui is kind, as a refugee who has lived for so long, he always has some tricks to keep his feet on.

Dissidents are different from barriers. They have to face danger from birth.

Luo Lan talked to Dong Funan through the door for a while, but it was too boring to talk to himself, so he felt bored after talking for a while.

Ren Xiaosu laughed happily and said, "Do you drink a little water if you are thirsty."

Luo Lan sat down on the chair in the yard and sighed: "It's really unexpected that Li Shentan came out of the mental hospital. I'm already cautious enough, for fear that he would come out to disrupt the situation."

"What I'm curious about is," Ren Xiaosu asked, "Don't you know he is from the Li family?"

At this time, Luo Lan carefully recalled the past details. He confirmed that the information he received did not mention the Li family consortium in the information, but he suddenly remembered the three videos he had watched. At that time, he could even feel the other person's loneliness and abandonment through the screen.

Luo Lan said: "You heard him describe himself as an abandoned son of the Li family, I'm afraid he was imprisoned by Li, right?"

"Why did Li detain his children?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

"I don't know this," Luo Lan said melancholy: "The consortium is not as beautiful as you think. Intrigues can be seen everywhere. If you want to stand out in the family, you have to climb up on the shoulders of your brothers and sisters."

"Then how many brothers and sisters' shoulders have you and Qingzhen stepped on?" Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.

As a result, Luo Lan suddenly said seriously: "Qingzhen and I have no choice. He is a natural leader, so we should go to the top of the mountain to see the scenery."

"What about you?" Ren Xiaosu said for a moment, and he found that Luo Lan was so protective of his younger brother.

When Wang Fugui wanted to ask for rewards for saving his life, Luo Lan first said that his life was worthless, but when he mentioned Qingzhen, he suddenly became particularly generous.

"Me?" Luo Lan smiled: "I have a bad life, and I can live no matter how I do it."

Luo Lan was not unwilling to speak this, as if he thought it was the case that his younger brother should be arrogant and he had a bad life.

"By the way," Luo Lan glanced at Ren Xiaosu: "Don't be too conspicuous recently. Even Yang has come to this barrier, and there are still people hiding the fire company. Now the demon whisperer has come out to disrupt the situation. Who knows what will happen."

Ren Xiaosu stared at him in a daze: "Is this appropriate for you to say to me? Isn't you the most conspicuous person in the barrier now?!"

"Hahahaha, right?" Luo Lan laughed: "I am so outstanding?"

Ren Xiaosu was shocked, what's wrong with you being so proud?!

"By the way, the thugs have arrived," Luo Lan suddenly became angry: "Someone blew my two cars in the distance. Those who can do such things with no time must be the thugs!"

At this moment, Ren Xiaosu realized that Yang Xiaojin might be a thug. But he suddenly thought of a question. Luo Lan said just now that Yang's family is here, will the Yang family consortium have anything to do with Yang Xiaojin?

"What about you Qing family?" Ren Xiaosu looked at Luo Lan: "You Qing family will send you?"

"Who do you look down on here?" Luo Lan said angrily: "What's wrong with me? Can I be a thousand?"

"Yeah, am I saying that Qing didn't send someone to support you," Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

"No, they are busy dealing with the matters of 113 Barriers and Jingshan."

...

The terrain of the No. 111 barrier is not flat and regular. It is high in the west and low in the east, and the entire barrier is built beside the mountains.

The mountain in the 111th barrier is called Ginkgo Mountain. When the ginkgo leaves turn yellow, the mountain is full of golden yellow.

The headquarters of the Qing family consortium is located on the hillside.

At this moment, a convoy of trains set out from the city towards Ginkgo Mountain, and pedestrians in the barriers pushed them. They knew that they were all big names and members of the presidium of the Qing family consortium.

Basically at this time of the month, the big names of the Qing family would drive to Ginkgo Mountain for a meeting to discuss things that could determine the lifeline of the consortium.

By night, the huge manor on Ginkgo Mountain was already brightly lit, and there were 13 men sitting in the quiet conference room, including young, middle-aged, and elderly.

A huge tiger head hung on the walls of the conference room, which was a dead tiger made into a specimen. Humans have always had such evil tastes. The king of beasts in their lifetime was just a human toy after death. This is the power of human beings.

The entire conference room is magnificent, as if it has never been affected by catastrophes and always holds power.

The old man in the upper position tapped the table with his finger: "How is Qinghuai's progress?"

"They had already bypassed the Jieshan the day before yesterday. I guess they should have arrived at the 113 barrier today," said a middle-aged man. "He went there to clear out the remaining experimental subjects, and then waited for the subsequent post-disaster reconstruction troops to arrive. They went to Jieshan to find the creatures in the crater. Now the creature should have fallen asleep again and does not seem to intend to walk out of the crater. We suspect that it is dependent on the temperature of the volcano."

"Can Qinghuai deal with it?" asked the old man at the head of the head calmly: "The coal mine near the 113 barrier is crucial and must be rebuilt as soon as possible."

"Qinghuai brought a combat brigade over there, and it was fine to deal with hundreds of experimental subjects," replied the middle-aged man.

"The resources near the 113 barrier are crucial, and the post-disaster reconstruction work must be completed as soon as possible. Qingyun, you cooperate with them to allocate refugees to work over," said the old man.

A young man sitting at the end smiled and said, "Okay, understand."

The young man's hair was neatly combed backwards, and his smooth hair was as elegant as crystal under the light.

"You need to be cautious. If something goes wrong, you don't have to sit here again," the old man frowned.

The young man bowed his head: "Okay."

Someone next to him smiled and said, "Don't blame young people so hard."

The old man did not respond, but suddenly asked, "What are Qingzhen doing now?"

"There are no other things to do except listen to music every day," someone replied, "The songs you listen to have no purpose, nor do you like the singer."

"Well," the old man nodded calmly: "Let him go first, the young man's spirit is too strong and he will be frustrated. He needs to know that the power of money comes from the exchange system, but the power of power comes from the organization. Without a home, there will be no rules and no power."

No one else expressed his opinion on the matter, but at this moment someone knocked on the door of the conference room.

The old man whispered: "Come in."
Chapter completed!