There is a saying that 'if you kill a snake, you will be guilty of three crimes, but if you let the tiger return to the mountain, it will harm your own family'.
Tonight had just begun, so it was naturally impossible for Fei Jingting to go home now. He Shi Shiran came to the street and waved to the oncoming rickshaw, which immediately stopped in front of him.
He was not in a hurry to get in the car, but pretended to be drunk, swaying, and asked vaguely: "Do you know where Yang Jinglin's house...is?"
"Hey, sir, are you talking about the Police Chief Yang Jinglin?"
"It's that bastard."
The coachman shrank his neck, knowing that this man had drunk too much. He looked around to see if any patrol officers were paying attention, and then said: "I know, it's in the French Concession."
Fei Jingting threw a big ocean over and got into the rickshaw smoothly: "As long as you know, let's go to Yang Jinglin's house."
"Hey, sit tight, we're leaving now!"
The coachman was very happy. This dollar was enough for him to earn two days' wages.
The rickshaw sped along and stopped in front of a small western-style building after a long while.
Fei Jingting cursed in his heart, you said that Yang Jinglin, a good high-ranking official in Beiyang, actually lives in the territory of the French. How can you explain this?
If the high-ranking officials at the top are so virtuous, what good things can the middle and lower levels have?
Fei Jingting got out of the car and staggered to the door. Without ringing the doorbell, he raised his hand and slapped the door knocker. While doing so, he shouted: "Where are the people? Are they all dead on horseback? Is anyone gasping for breath?"
Hurry up and open the door for me!"
After a while, a servant came out of the bungalow and saw that the person knocking on the door was 'Jiang Zhenhong'. The servant's face immediately turned cold.
"What are you taking pictures of? What are you doing here if you don't sleep at night?"
While scolding, the servant opened the corner door next to the main door. Fei Jingting entered the door, raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
Snapped!
"Hey? Jiang San, you dare to hit me?"
"I'm the one who beats you, you little bitch. Are you not convinced? Believe it or not, I'm going to slap you?"
The servant was so angry that he was shaking all over and rushed up to fight back. Fei Jingting was pretending to be drunk, but he was not really drunk. He slapped the servant on the face again, and the servant fainted on the ground with a muffled groan.
Fei Jingting swayed and walked inside. As soon as he arrived at the door of the small foreign-style building, a maid opened the door to check what was going on. Fei Jingting grinned and was so frightened that the maid turned around and ran away.
There was a lot of excitement in the small foreign-style building. When Fei Jingting entered the inner room, he heard a female voice asking: "What's wrong? Why are you panicking?"
The maid just now said: "Second Madam, please hide quickly. I don't know what happened to Jiang Zhenhong. He came here to drink and go crazy! He even knocked down Zhang Da."
"Nonsense! Jiang San is as skinny as a monkey, how can he beat Zhang Da?"
"It's absolutely true, you..."
Just as Fei Jingting came in, he saw the maid talking to the woman coming down the stairs.
When she caught a glimpse of 'Jiang Zhenhong', the maid swallowed her saliva and didn't dare to say any more. The woman with heavy makeup on the stairs raised her eyebrows and reprimanded: "Jiang, you three scoundrels, what are you doing? You stayed up late at night and came here to act wild!"
The woman was in her early thirties and had a decent appearance, but she was used to being arrogant and looking at people sideways.
Fei Jingting walked over with a hum, looked at the woman, and said disdainfully: "I respect you, so I call you Second Wife; but if I don't respect you, you will be a concubine. In my uncle's house, you will be called "Second Wife".
Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf with me?"
"You...you dare to say that to me?" The woman was so angry that she was stunned for a while.
"What did I say to you? Not only did I say that today, I also slapped you on horseback!" Fei Jingting raised his hand and slapped you again, until the second concubine was beaten to the ground.
The second aunt was lying on the ground and started to behave: "Come quickly, we are going to kill someone! Jiang San is crazy!"
As soon as she shouted, chaos suddenly broke out in the bungalow. Some servants came to capture Fei Jingting, but where was Fei Jingting's opponent? With three punches and two kicks, several servants lay on the floor.
A woman came down the stairs, only in her early twenties. When she saw that the troublemaker was Fei Jingting, she was stunned at first, and then a maid shouted: "Fourth wife, please leave quickly, Jiang San is crazy!"
The fourth wife turned around to run away, but was grabbed by Fei Jingting.
"You, what are you going to do?"
Fei Jingting smiled evilly and said: "You girls are so handsome, I've wanted to do this for a long time!" As he spoke, he used his famous stunt - dragon claw hand, and squeezed it.
"Ah -" the fourth wife exclaimed, broke away, turned around and ran away, even her shoes were gone in less than two steps.
Fei Jingting stood there thoughtfully and said, "You look pretty young, why are you so careless?"
When they reached the second floor, the two remaining maids did not dare to step forward. They only protected the fourth wife, who was pear blossoms and raining rain, into the room. A servant got up, picked up a stick and boldly chased after him, but was stopped by Fei Jingting.
One person was kicked downstairs.
At this time, an old woman came out of a room inside. She looked to be nearly sixty years old. Looking at the stupid Fei Jingting, she was so angry that her right hand holding the prayer beads trembled.
"Zhenhong, what are you doing?"
Fei Jingting guessed that this person was probably the first wife, probably Jiang Zhenhong's aunt.
He sneered and said: "Auntie, don't worry about it. I have long been dissatisfied with those vixens ganging up to bully you. Today I have to make them remember!"
"Auntie, I thank you for your kindness, but when your uncle comes back, what will happen to you then?"
"The end? What end?" Fei Jingting said: "I am his nephew! He only collects ten thousand yuan in rent for half a month. I was busy and gave me three melons and two dates in the end. He
Do you think I'm your nephew?"
"You...if it weren't for your uncle, you would still be hanging around in the country now!"
"What's going on in the countryside? I want to stay in the countryside. I might be more comfortable than in the city. You can start driving~"
Pushing the old woman aside, Fei Jingting walked in at every door and searched around. If there was a locked door, he went up and kicked it open. When he broke in, all the women would scream.
After a while, Fei Jingting went to the study room. Fei Jingting didn't like the treasures and antiques on the ancient bookshelf, mainly because they were difficult to deal with. He groped around and found two large yellow croakers in the drawer's mezzanine first, and followed
Then I found the safe behind the landscape painting hanging on the wall.
Just as he was thinking about how to open the safe, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching, and a rough male voice shouted angrily: "You are riding a horse, this evil obstacle has turned against him!"
"Where are the people? Where did that beast go?"
"Master, it's in the study room!"
"Uuuu... Master, you have to make the decision for me~"
Well, this is Yang Jinglin coming back. Fei Jingting was no longer in a hurry to open the safe. Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the chair, found a cigar from the drawer and lit it. Then he saw a short man with two curls.
A guy with a mustache and black skin broke into the study.
Yang Jinglin raised his finger and pointed at Fei Jingting and said: "Beast, you rode a horse and drank too much cat urine. Are you crazy when you come here to show off your drunkenness?"
"Who are you talking about, beast?"
"The beast is talking about you!"
"..."
Fei Jingting clapped his hands and laughed: "Uncle, it's rare that you still have some self-awareness. I am a beast, aren't you an old beast?"
"You white-eyed wolf! I took you here from the countryside, gave you food and drink, and even gave you money to play with your girls. Is this how you repay me by riding a horse?"
"Don't pretend to be a nice guy to me. Where did you get those two thousand-plus houses? You are not greedy for people's wealth. With your salary, you can afford to live in a house and buy property. Give me the money and give me three melons a month.
Zao, I have to make a plan every time I ride a horse to go to the brothel."
"Okay, okay!" Yang Jinglin was furious: "I have brought up evil, where is my gun?"
Yang Jinglin unhooked his holster and was about to take out his pistol. Fei Jingting's heart skipped a beat. How could he have forgotten this?
With magic at his disposal, Fei Jingting is not afraid of anyone even with a group of cold weapons. But guns are unreasonable. Not to mention that Fei Jingting has just built a foundation, even if his cultivation level increases by two
At this level, as long as he has not reached the Hedao realm, firearms are the biggest threat to him.
Seeing that Yang Jinglin had already taken out his revolver, Fei Jingting picked up the pen in the pen holder and threw it away.
With the blessing of a master's throwing technique, the pen turned into a straight line in the air and stuck straight into Yang Jinglin's right hand holding the gun.
"ah--"
With a cry of pain, the pistol fell to the ground. Fei Jingting jumped over and kicked Yang Jinglin down, then bent down and picked up the pistol.
After playing with it for a moment, he removed the magazine and looked at the six fully loaded bullets. Fei Jingting rolled his eyes and planned to add more.
He raised his hand and unloaded five bullets, and he moved the sixth one directly into his carry-on space. After closing the magazine, Fei Jingting turned the revolver, squatted down and looked at Yang Jinglin, who was covering his right hand and staring at him angrily: "
Yang Jinglin, since the situation has reached this point, if you don’t treat me as a nephew, I won’t treat you as an uncle.”
"But, over the years, I've been called 'uncle' and 'uncle' a lot, right? In this way, I'll suffer a bit. If you call me uncle a few times, we'll be even."
"Are you crazy about riding a horse? Come here, call someone, I will kill this evil!"
"Calling someone?" The gun was pressed against Yang Jinglin's head: "Let me see who dares to call someone!"
When the eldest wife on the side saw this, she rolled her eyes and fainted. The second wife and the fourth wife were even more frightened and did not dare to say anything.
Yang Jinglin's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Seeing that Fei Jingting didn't seem to be joking, he moved the corners of his mouth and said, "Zhenhong, don't, don't joke with your uncle..."
"Who is joking with you?" Fei Jingting said with a cold face: "You are not shouting, are you? Well, I just learned a game called Maozi Roulette. There is only one bullet in this gun. Guess
Guess whether this shot has bullets?"
Click~
Pulling the trigger, the crisp sound made Yang Jinglin tremble.
"Tsk, you're lucky. Hurry up and call your uncle."
Yang Jinglin was a little confused. As soon as he hesitated, Fei Jingting pulled the trigger again.
Yang Jinglin was so frightened that he threw all the shame, daring, annoyance, and regret aside, and simply shouted: "Uncle, you are my uncle, stop shooting."
"Hey, that's right. Call me again."
"Uncle~"
"Hahaha~"
Fei Jingting laughed for a long time, patted Yang Jinglin's cheek and said, "Okay, then from now on we will be clean."
He stood up, took square steps, and walked towards the stairs while humming a little tune. Everyone was so frightened that they hurried aside and no one dared to stop him.
Before going down the stairs, Fei Jingting stopped and turned around, causing everyone to take a few steps back in fear.
"I almost forgot, this gun belongs to you, I'll give it back to you."
He dropped the pistol on the ground and walked downstairs.
Yang Jinglin sat on the ground for a long time before regaining consciousness, got up, picked up the pistol, pointed it at Fei Jingting on the stairs and pulled the trigger continuously.
Click~click~click~
Fei Jingting raised his head and said with a smile: "Are you stupid? Your master will leave bullets for you?" He opened his hand, which contained six yellow and orange bullets. He raised it casually and the bullets scattered on the stairs.
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Yang Jinglin was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas came out of their bodies. He shouted angrily: "Jiang Zhenhong, I will definitely kill you beast when I step on my horse!"
"Hey, good nephew, I'll tell you if you can catch your uncle on horseback!"