Volume 4 [Wolvey Surrounded by Tigers] NO.10. The Xia Family Family
[Fourth update! Urban myth group: 1914632]
In Fengyang, Anhui, the road in front of the Xia family's old house was filled with vehicles of all sizes. The originally large courtyard looked very narrow due to the overcrowding of people.
There were quite a few people coming, all of them smiling or calm, with some style, driving Hummers and Land Rover, accompanied by two tall bodyguards, with a gold necklace as thick as a thumb hanging around their necks.
At first glance, others thought it was a dog collar made of brass.
"Lao Li is here too? It's better to meet him by chance than to invite him. I will be your host tonight, so I will be rewarded."
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People from all walks of life are saying hello. There is an old man sitting in the hall, wearing a simple Chinese tunic suit, a blue cloth headband, which is still a worker's cloth from thirty years ago, and a half-palm-sized *** badge on his chest.
, short gray beard, one stubble after another, a little bald on his head, but his eyes are very shrewd.
This old man is Xia Zhenzhen's biological grandfather, Xia Kui, who severed the father-son relationship with her father Xia Guinong.
He is a veteran, a figure from Dongye, and he was prosperous in his early years. Later, after the reform and opening up, his old boss collapsed due to certain problems, and he fell into despair.
Originally, the Xia family had never been too prosperous and was pretty well-behaved.
Xia Guinong is his youngest son, and he is married to Tian Shaofen, a woman from the Tian family. Tian Shaofen has a mean face, which is completely inconsistent with his old revolutionary ideas. How many gray areas and how many unclear things have been involved in the Holifa Retail Company?
The forces are intertwined, and Xia Kui knows it clearly, because he has personally watched this society change from scratch.
But today, people from the Tian family also came to the door. This courtyard, which had never seemed lively in thousands of years, was a bit too lively today.
Xia Kui said nothing and leaned on the jujube crutch. He was not used to this sudden change.
As if overnight, the earthen house turned into a royal palace.
This kind of excitement, in the eyes of this old soldier, revealed a hint of hypocrisy, a kind of disgusting flattery.
"grandfather."
Xia Zhenzhen honestly served the old man a cup of tea. This tea was specially bought by him from Jiangnan.
"You have tea."
Xia Kui nodded, still not saying a word. The people around him were looking away and hesitated to speak. It was really funny. What was even more exaggerated was that some people were still trying to find out what others were saying.
, with an absent-minded attitude.
Xia Zhen knew that these people might be as anxious as a cat scratching its claws.
Tian Shaofen didn't come. The person who came was Xia Zhen's uncle, Tian Zhiqiang.
He is not tall, a bit fat, and sits with a round belly and fat legs. The person sitting here can be considered a Canadian.
Several decent people came up to him and whispered: "Mr. Tian, you are here this time..."
"I'm here to play at my brother-in-law's house. Why, can't I come?" As he spoke, he picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip.
When Xia Kui heard him talking like this, he felt angry and filled with hatred.
He knew very well how bad his son Xia Guinong's reputation was abroad. Xia Guinong, kneel down!
A pustule that lives on its knees!
Who is he kneeling on? It’s Tian Shaofen he’s kneeling on, and it’s the Tian family who’s kneeling on him!
Everyone was hiding, but the old man did not drive them away. When these people came, they brought many gifts, large and small, countless. Some people in Zhuangzi looked at the excitement. Originally,
Old man Xia, who thought he had no children, actually had so many relatives?
The cars are lined up from the door of my house to the entrance of Zhuangzi, and they are all very high-end cars.
There were still people puffing away in the courtyard, one or two still commenting on the few chickens huddled in the corner and not daring to move around, saying how good the free-range chickens were and how bad the farm chickens were. After a few words, they chatted some more.
The chickens and pheasants have arrived.
"Really, I made some money from this alliance."
Tian Zhiqiang glanced at the niece. Although Xia Zhenzhen didn't like him, she couldn't be said to be annoying. This time she laid her own eggs through Tian's chickens, which was not a big deal.
However, after sweeping through forty-two games, Xia Zhen picked up a great master and returned. This matter has already spread a lot.
This room full of people chased them all the way from Zhonghai City to Shandong, then from Shandong to the capital, and finally from the capital to Fengyang, Anhui.
Who is that kid? Before dozens of wealthy people had time to investigate, the two of them disappeared at the foot of Junzhang Mountain without anyone noticing.
And that night, Mark used his carbine to blow up Tao Zhengyu, the second youngest son of the Tao family, with seven grenades. This was somewhat shocking.
But there were definitely not a few fierce people who witnessed this incident.
In this courtyard, a group of people who are friendly on the surface and arrogant on the inside are actually under the command of the Shanxi Long family and the Wuxi Tao family. They came here to explore and find out who the master Miss Xia family hired is.
who.
What was unexpected was that the boy seemed to disappear from the world and never appeared next to Xia Zhen again. This was simply unimaginable.
Looking at Tian Zhiqiang, Xia Zhen sat next to Xia Kui, looked at him and said, "I made some money, seven to eight million."
He spoke calmly, but Tian Zhiqiang choked on his throat with a sip of tea. He coughed repeatedly before he realized, "Seven to eight million? How much capital did you invest?"
"Two million."
At this time, there was a sound of gasping in the house and yard, seven to eight million...is this called making a profit?
Of course, unlike the fourth young master of the Huang family who easily made 120 million, Xia Zhen's two million rolled into 70 or 80 million. This profit was even more difficult than robbing a bank.
Despite Tian Zhiqiang's majestic appearance, in fact, his status in the Tian family is probably similar to Tao Zhengyu's position in the Tao family, that is, he is a second-generation ancestor who lives and waits for death, and receives hundreds of thousands of flowers every month.
You don't have to do serious things. Except for blatant bullying of men and women, you don't dare to do other dirty things.
When Tian Zhiqiang heard that his niece was so powerful, Tian Zhiqiang's originally arrogant and arrogant attitude was suddenly brought back to his original state. He became cautious and asked softly: "Zhenzhen has really grown up and knows how to make money by solving problems for the family. But thanks to
I defeated that master, fought forty-two games in a row, and actually managed to survive..."
He kept half of what he said, being coy and unhappy. Xia Zhen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just said: "Oh, if Tao Zhengyu hadn't had something happen to him, we would have participated in the horse battle the next day. But I heard that there will be an alliance
cancelled?"
Seeing that she never mentioned Zhang Bi's matter, Tian Zhiqiang was a little anxious and responded with a few words: "Why don't you cancel it? The Tao family almost got into trouble with a bunch of people."
He rolled his eyes and asked in a roundabout way: "Really, your master won't come out to protect you?"
"He is a professional killer and is busy taking jobs. Two days ago, I heard that he had taken a job to kill a big shot. I secretly took a look at the person to be killed. At first glance, I thought he was plump.
It's you, uncle. Fortunately it's not, otherwise, it would be really scary."
Xia Zhen said it calmly and in an understatement, but everyone in the house and yard thought it sounded real. This can't be blamed on their IQs suddenly turning into a state of ecstasy. Who knew there were such fierce people in the world?
He exists, and some people believe that he is a superman.
Don't call him a professional killer, just call him a professional thug!
Tian Zhiqiang saw that Xia Zhen was speaking seriously, his fat face trembled, he couldn't sit still, twisted his buttocks, and held back a sentence: "Zhenzhen just likes to joke, your uncle, I don't even dare to kill chickens, usually
When I see people begging for food, I feel so distressed that I shed tears. If I don’t reward you with a thousand or eight hundred dollars, I can’t bear it. How could the killer find me?”
His words were pale and his face was even more ugly. Seeing Xia Zhen's expressionless face and no reaction, he whispered: "Zhen Zhen, you are not joking with uncle."
"No way. Really, he really went to kill someone. I secretly looked at the photos. At first glance, he looks very much like his uncle. There is a big cross drawn on his head with a red pen."
Xia Zhen's eyes were as clear as a mirror. Tian Zhiqiang couldn't tell the truth from the false, and he panicked: Damn it, I really don't remember the bad things I have done in daily life. If some sworn enemy is determined to kill me,
I spent thousands and eight million dollars to find a killer to kill me. Wouldn’t it be wrong for me to die unjustly?
Lao Tian, who has about two hundred kilograms of fat on his body, was not happy to be told like this, because he was afraid of death.
Xia Kui looked at his granddaughter strangely. This time when she came back, she made such a big fuss, and her behavior and behavior were obviously completely different from before. The young master of the Tian family was stunned for a moment.
The few followers behind Tian Zhiqiang deliberately reminded them, but with so many people here, wouldn't it be a loss of face for Tian Zhiqiang if they opened their mouths?
So while Lao Tian was embarrassed, he also made these people's faces look like red-hot crabs. He could only curse in his heart: The little bitch of the Xia family is indeed despicable.
"Zhenzhen, do you have any news about the whereabouts of that great master?" His question was a start. A group of people came over, not shying away, their ears pricked up, and their eyes stared blankly, fearing
One word missing, one look missing from Xia Zhen...
Xia Zhen methodically changed another cup of tea for Xia Kui next to him. The tea was splashed forward casually, making a splash and soaking many people's pants.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, everyone. The room is small, so I poured some tea and splashed it on everyone."
Xia Zhen looked at these people with sarcastic eyes.
"It's okay, it's okay. If these pants are dirty, they need to be washed."
"Yes, yes, they all need to be washed anyway, they all need to be washed..."
It's obvious that these people are just a few secret agents. It's a joke to expect that such people can produce any information.
"Well, there must be a destination. I heard that he went south. He is looking for someone to take advantage of him."
Xia Zhen poured some tea for Xia Kui.
"Do you know where exactly we are going?" Someone suddenly interrupted and asked.
"have no idea!"
Xia Zhen suddenly put down the tea cup angrily and said with wide eyes.
Then Xia Zhen held Xia Kui's arm and said softly: "Grandpa, there are so many people talking. Be careful of catching an infectious disease. I will help you go in and rest."
As he said this, a group of old men actually went inside.