Luo Shibin pointed out the window: "Brother Shui, look who that person is."

Shui Ziliu came over and took a look.

"Does it look like Zheng Juan?"

"kind of."

While the two were talking, Zheng Juan took the hands of two children, one old and one young, and walked into the alley where Pingping's family lived.

Luo Shibin said: "Well, Brother Shui, I will go to Shenzhen first, and you stay here to investigate. If that person is really Zheng Juan, Zhou Bingkun must be nearby."

Shui Ziliu took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, while rolling down the window: "Binzi, it's been so long, let's forget it."

"Forget it? How can we forget it! If it weren't for Zhou Bingkun, would we have been arrested and imprisoned for five years? There is also the matter of Qiangzi. Qiangzi is still in prison. Brother Shui, are you responsible for this?

Don’t you plan to repay it?”

Seeing Luo Shibin so excited, Shui Ziliu could only give up trying to persuade him and took out a lighter to light the cigarette.

"Okay, you go to Shenzhen and I'll check the person."

The hatred on Luo Shibin's face softened a lot, and he murmured to himself: "If Zhou Bingkun lives in the northeast, there is nothing we can do against him. If he comes to the south to work, I will definitely kill him."

Shui Ziliu took a deep look at him and stretched out the cigarette hand out the window to light out the ashes.

"Let's drive to the train station."
Chapter completed!