Wear to the time when the male god was young [MTL] [NO EDIT]

The room is clean and odorless

A public telephone booth in a prefecture-level city 200 kilometers away from Yunjiang.

Zhong Congshan paced back and forth anxiously in the small telephone booth, waiting for a call that would determine his fate.

On the day Li Long was arrested, fortunately he was on a business trip. After receiving the tip-off, he immediately disguised his identity and fled to this small town. He

had been hiding in the black hotel for three whole days. He was like a frightened bird. Whenever he saw someone in uniform, he would break out in a cold sweat.

The amount of smuggling he handled in the past few years was as high as billions, enough for him to be shot several times. He was only in his early thirties, and he had only a few years of good life. He didn't want to go to jail and wait for the death sentence.

He knew he still had hope. His boss had a lot of connections. Even if he couldn't protect his innocence, he could arrange for him to go abroad and live the rest of his life without worries.

After all, he had made so much money for the other party in the past few years.

Ding-ling-ling.

The public telephone rang.

Zhong Congshan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly picked up the phone and answered: "Mr. Zhao, what's going on?"

The man on the phone said: "Li Long has confessed. You can't get away from this case. A truck going to Yunnan will pick you up at your place tonight and take you directly to the border. Someone will arrange for you to get out then."

Zhong Congshan's heart finally settled down. As long as he could live freely, it was more important than anything else.

He covered the microphone and said in a gentle voice: "Thank you, Master Zhao. Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped. Li Long doesn't know that you are my superior. If it weren't for those little bastards causing trouble, such a big thing wouldn't have happened suddenly."

The man chuckled and said, "Well, I'm always satisfied with your work. We've had a pleasant cooperation in the past few years. It's only a matter of time before you fail in this business. You don't have to blame yourself. By the way, who are those little bastards you mentioned?" Zhong Congshan said

, "The person who notified me didn't say it clearly. It sounded like a few gangsters who stumbled upon them by mistake."

The man said, "Okay, as long as they can't find out about me."

Zhong Congshan smiled and said, "You are a descendant of the emperor. Even if they can find out, who dares to investigate you?"

The man chuckled and said, "Let me not say much. I wish you a safe journey."

Zhong Congshan said

timidly, "I also wish Master Zhao all the best." After hanging up the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although the future was unknown, his life was saved.

After three days in the hospital, Zhou Jiayu's face, which looked like a pig, was barely able to recover its appearance and finally be able to see people. He and Lu Ning returned to school together.

Sun Yunlong saw the wound on his face and asked him what happened. He said calmly that he was injured accidentally while fighting the gangsters for justice - there was nothing wrong with it.

Old Sun immediately patted his shoulder with his big hand, first praised him for his bravery, and then said in a roundabout way that although it was a good thing to be brave for justice, it was close to the college entrance examination, and next time he encountered such a situation, he should call the police directly, and not lose the big picture for the small, which would delay his life.