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Chapter 550 So pitiful

Being unable to feed his brothers has always been a pain in Cen Hao's heart. Chu Heng's words at this moment really stabbed him hard in the heart.

He touched the wine glass in his hand with a dark face, wanting to throw it on the face of the grandson opposite who couldn't talk, but thinking that the grandson had a dick in his hand, he could only suppress his anger and fiercely

He glared at the guy, gritted his teeth and said sarcastically: "How can I compare to a powerful man like you? I'm just a commoner, so it's not easy for them to be bullied!"

"Hey, is it interesting that you little hermaphrodite always says this?"

Chu Heng was a little reluctant to hear this, and immediately frowned and hummed: "I am higher than you through the glory of my ancestors, but my father and mother paid for this with their lives!"

"Can you understand how it feels to lose your parents at a young age? Can you imagine how I felt when I learned about the death of my parents?"

"If I really have a choice, I really hope that I can use the so-called power in your eyes to exchange for my parents' lives!"

"It's a pity that God is not a teacher in school and will not give me multiple choice questions. Everything is a given and I can only passively accept it!"

"So please remember, all the preferential treatment I enjoy, I deserve it!"

After Chu Heng took a deep breath of cigarette, he opened his mouth and slowly exhaled a mist dragon. Then he pointed his finger at the nose of the speechless Cen Hao opposite him, and continued with spittle flying: "Du San, you

You know, right? He also comes from a mud-legged background, and he has no father or mother. How do you think he is doing in life?"

"If your ability is not good enough, just say it is not good enough. Don't talk about your background. Is it difficult to admit that others are better than you?"

Now Cen Hao will quit. He has always been proud and has never felt that he is inferior to others. He even occasionally feels complacent about his reputation. How can Chu Heng be allowed to belittle him?

At this moment, he was like a kid who got a little red flower but was said to be worthless by his classmates. He became so angry that he slammed the table and said angrily, holding his neck: "Don't look down on people! I'm on my own."

You can protect my brother, and you can beat him with just a pair of fists. Those people in your compound are like bastards who dare not show their heads, and those stubborn men on the street, whoever sees them does not respect me and calls me out?

Master Cen? There are many people in the whole forty-nine cities, who can compare with me?"

"Wow, you are so awesome! Do you want me to give you a round of applause?"

Chu Heng curled his lips, looked like he was in need of a beating, and started to talk again: "After all, it's not like being brave and fighting ruthlessly? But are these useful? No matter how good you are at fighting, it doesn't matter how famous you are? Can you make it?

Has your brother had enough to eat?"

"Brother, times have changed!"

"The current world is no longer what it was in the past. You can't have enough food just by relying on your fists!"

"Believe this, you understand it deeply!"

"Why don't you think it's shabby to treat someone to a drink with pickle sticks? Look at how poor you are! Huh? Master Cen!"

After he finished speaking these few words, Cen Hao's aura that had just risen suddenly weakened again. After muttering for a while, he clenched his fists, lowered his head and whispered: "This is only temporary, sooner or later it will happen."

One day, I will let my brothers have enough to eat!"

"It's blown again, then when do you think it will be sooner or later?" Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him and sneered: "One year, two years? Or ten years? You are a landowner in the fourth and ninth cities, and you have a ration and a salary, so naturally

I can afford it, but that's not necessarily the case for your blind brothers, who will starve to death and freeze to death someday!"

"Are you really bothered? What does it matter to you whether our brothers live or die?" Cen Hao stood up in embarrassment, blushed and cursed: "Fuck you, I don't welcome you here!"

He really doesn’t want to talk to this guy anymore, so he just picks on you and stabs you in the heart. How can you talk like this?

So irritating!

"Youngyouyou, you're in a hurry, you're in a hurry! What, tell the truth, you still don't want to hear it?" Chu Heng, who was ordered to be expelled, didn't even move, his buttocks were welded to the chair.

As if, he bared his teeth and smiled at the shy and angry Cen Hao, slowly revealing his fox tail: "Let me ask you, do you want your brother to have enough to eat?"

"What do you mean?" Cen Hao frowned and looked at him, feeling that his grandson didn't hold it in well!

"Fuck with me. As long as you bring your brothers to me and work for me, from today on, I can make them eat every meal, and the food will be better than ordinary people!" Chu Heng raised and lowered his lips.

As soon as I touched it, a big cake was drawn, and some sesame seeds were sprinkled on it.

Cen Hao didn't expect that this was what he had in mind. After hearing this, he was stunned and immediately jumped to his feet angrily: "Have you a dream! Why do you still want me to be a bitch for you? Leg! You too

match?"

As mentioned above, Cen Hao is proud.

At this moment, a person who in his eyes was in the same rank as him suddenly said that he wanted to accept him as his younger brother. How humiliating was this?

How could he not be annoyed?

So, in a rage, he picked up the chair and rushed over to fight!

"Kacha!"

Old God Chu Heng took out his gun, pointed it at him from a distance, and said angrily: "Be honest with me, why do you get so emotional all the time? Are you a dog?"

"Why the hell can you stop moving that thing? If you're a man, fight me!" Cen Hao gritted his teeth and put down the chair. The veins on his neck popped out and his fists were clenched tightly. He was on the verge of going berserk at any time.

"I know I can't beat you, so why don't I use a gun? Do I have two arms?"

Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him, put away the gun he raised, and said angrily: "Furthermore, I am here to help your brothers survive, why are you showing your teeth to me? A

Mature men should learn to lower their heads, do you understand?"

"As a boss, if you can't support your brothers, what kind of boss are you?"

"Isn't it just a loss of face? Is this thing that important in your eyes? Even more important than your brother's life?"

"It's not shameful to lose a little face but keep your brother alive!"

Cen Hao opened his mouth with a sullen face, wanting to say something, but in the end not a single word came out.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

"Boss, boss!"

At this moment, shouts came from outside the door, and the young man who was sent by Chu Heng to buy wine and meat rushed over. He was holding a pack of pig head meat wrapped in horse manure paper in one hand, and the four bottles of Erguotou in the other hand.

Hold her tightly in your arms.

"I bought something back."

The sweaty young man entered the room panting and carefully placed the things on the table. He stared at the package of pork head meat that exuded an attractive smell. While swallowing his saliva, he reached into his arms and took out the rest.

He handed over one dollar, sixty cents and three cents: "This is the remaining money."

"Brother, you've worked hard, just keep this little money." Chu Heng smiled and put away the gun, then reached out to open the package of pork head meat, tore off a piece from the top and handed it to the young man: "Here, have a taste."

"Thank you, brother! Thank you, brother!" The young man who had just put away the money reached out his hand to take the meat in surprise, then nodded and bowed and walked out.

After coming out of the house, he couldn't wait to put the meat under his nose and smell it, then opened his mouth and swallowed it. He didn't chew it, but sucked the fragrant oil on it hard, and then

He quickly spit it out, held it in his palms, and ran outside.

He was going to share it with his good brother...

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! This poor one!"

Chu Heng stood by the window and witnessed all this, and Cen Hao also stood beside him with a complicated look.

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