Gan!The gold master has a grudge against me?

The refitted heavy locomotive flew out of the brightly lit rich neighborhood with the roar of the engine, and rushed into the criss-crossed dark alleys on the other side of the city in the blink of an eye. The rancid earthy smell, the sweaty acid in the air, and the bitter and salty dust and gravel in the wind swallowed and drowned.

Under the mottled and gorgeous light and shadow behind him is the real upper class. No matter how chaotic the world is, there is still feasting, singing and dancing.

The four major families headed by the Dexing Group control everything in the city, including water.

Donghai City is short of water, the poor are short of water, and the rich are also short of water, but the lack of water for the rich is just because the fish pond in the courtyard has dried up, the fountain in the mansion has stopped, and the water storage in the private swimming pool has decreased, unlike them Ordinary people, one drop of water has to be saved as two drops for use, and one sip of water has to be divided into two sips to drink. The hard-earned money not only has to bear heavy taxes, but also to buy water coins. What's worse is that many Sometimes even if you have water coins, you may not be able to exchange enough water for the family's daily life.

As long as Li Yunxiang can remember, he has lived with Lao Li and his eldest brother Li Jinxiang in Donghai City. The first time he met the third son of the De family was one night many years ago.

He had just quarreled with Lao Li that day, and when he went out, he met the water dispatcher at the water supply department who was rigid and arrogant. There was clearly water in the water tank, but the guy refused to give it any more.

Maybe it was because he was overwhelmed by anger, or maybe he was eager to prove to Lao Li that Li Yunxiang was not an idler, a worthless wretch who would only cause trouble everywhere. That night he drove his newly modified car to a nearby Taking advantage of the interval between inspections and changing of the guard, he destroyed the gate of the water station in a rage.

This matter is actually not difficult. Although the inspections of the De family are strict, there are always opportunities to take advantage of. Besides, he has not had this idea for a day or two.

The alarm rang through half the sky, and the people from the De family came very quickly. He ran fast with his own car, and even hooked up the pursuers behind him for a drive around most of the East China Sea and the whole world.

But there is a saying that extreme joy begets sorrow.

He was confident that those idiots would not be able to catch up with him, and he didn't want the car to run out of fuel, and was finally forced to stop by a high-end luxury car outside the warehouse of the abandoned factory in the west of the city.

That was the most embarrassing time in his life. The bodyguards who chased him were all ruthless characters, and they were all merciless. Just when he thought he would be beaten to death on the spot, those people suddenly stopped.

The thugs around him voluntarily dispersed, and he struggled to open his eyes covered with blood, and saw a hazy figure in the dazzling light, and heard the group of men respectfully call him "Third Young Master".

The man was neither serious nor serious, he almost stomped on his head, and the soot fell down in the night wind and burned his face, but he vaguely smelled the turbulent and violent breath of the East China Sea tide.

"Being a hero, boy, you are very capable."

He knew that there was no way out, so he refused to admit defeat, "If you dare, kill me."

He heard a series of cruel laughter, with some sarcasm and some anger, "It's easier for me to kill you than to crush an ant."

"Heh, the Dexing Group has power and power. You have the final say on the entire East China Sea. We just want to share more water. Can't we just ask for a way to survive!" The stone pierced into his flesh, causing him pain. His head was trampled under his feet. He couldn't see the man's expression, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the red flame of the cigarette between his fingers flickering in the wind. In the blink of an eye, a tail was blown by the night wind.

"You think you did a good deed and you are a hero tonight?"

He heard the cheers and shouts coming from all directions in the city.

It's a good thing, isn't it?

At least everyone will have access to water tonight.

That person didn't kill him like he crushed an ant, maybe in the eyes of the other party, he was not as good as an ant.

Before leaving, the mighty third son of the De family only said one inexplicable sentence, "Your car is nice, I like it."

Li Yunxiang stopped his motorcycle at the beach, took off his helmet, and the thick sea water pushed away layers of white waves in the night wind.

Did he really do something good that night?

not at all.

On the contrary, because of his impulsiveness, the people fought for water, and large-scale riots broke out in the city. Many soldiers, policemen, and ordinary citizens were killed and injured in the chaos.Later, because of repairing the gates of the water station destroyed by him, large areas of the city were cut off from water.

And he didn't know until a long time later that the third son of Dexing Group was publicly reprimanded by Boss De in the court of the four major families because of this extremely bad incident in the jurisdiction, and even the jurisdiction area was cut off by nearly half.

Since then, he has known that Li Yunxiang will never be a hero in this life. It is easy to be a hero, but the consequences of being a hero are beyond what an ordinary person can bear.

Later, he and a group of brothers started smuggling under the signboard of the transportation station. Lao Li said it was a crooked way, annoyed him and insisted on asking him to find a decent job.

"Huh, I'm serious about work." Li Yunxiang laughed at himself, took out the top-grade cigars that had just been unloaded from the De Mansion from his arms, took out one, put it on his nose and smelled it, the strong aroma made him frown, and he stuffed it again in a hurry Going back, "What's the smell? This is, the hobbies of rich people are really weird."

Not only his hobbies are weird, but his people are also weird, and his legs will be broken every now and then, what's wrong?

He stepped back into his beloved car, and the motorcycle flew up the mountain road, with the whistling wind in his ears, and the howling waves behind him. Born in troubled times, Li Yunxiang still feels lucky, because this is the East China Sea, his home, with his relatives, friends, There are people he cherishes and loves.