Chapter ** Eight Lao Xiang, long live my emperor! (Normal 2)
More than seven hours later, darkness fell, at night in Hangzhou, Zhejiang.
Shen Haidong and his two little brothers spent nearly 20 hours arriving from the Northeast and followed the express delivery order to the city.
There was traffic jam in Hangzhou after eight o'clock, and there was a drizzle in the sky. Shen Haidong and others, who were still wearing thick down jackets, felt extremely stuffy. If they took off only their underwear, they would feel a little cold. They were suffering, Follow the navigation to your destination
In a community in Hangzhou.
A lame middle-aged man was cooking in the kitchen with a middle-aged woman in her forties.
Inside the house, a child in junior high school was watching Japanese anime on the computer.
"My daughter-in-law is pregnant."
The middle-aged woman rubbed the fish scales, lowered her head and asked.
"Well, you can be considered pregnant. This kid just did such a serious thing."
The lame middle-aged man said happily.
"Then why did you come back from Beijing so quickly? You didn't stay for more than two days."
The middle-aged woman raised her head and asked with a smile.
"Don't I miss you and Weiwei? He's going on vacation soon, and I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of him yourself."
The lame middle-aged man explained with a smile.
"Haha, you still remember our mother and daughter."
"There's something wrong with your tone today. What's wrong? It's because I didn't take you to Beijing, so you're making a fuss."
The lame middle-aged man asked wisely.
"What am I supposed to do for food? We haven't obtained the certificates yet. How can I go to your in-laws' place as my identity?"
The middle-aged woman squinted and said something.
"Do you think it's so easy to get into my in-laws' family? I feel uncomfortable even while eating, and I can't even talk together. The social levels are indeed different. No matter how good my son is, he still has a lame father. If not, If my daughter-in-law is pregnant, I will definitely not take her to his house, really."
The lame middle-aged man seemed to have a little inferiority complex and said.
"Oh, you are thinking too much. What does it have to do with us whether your daughter-in-law's family has money? No matter how high her social status is, we don't ask her for anything. People, if you see someone better than yourself, don't If you put yourself too lowly, don't look down on someone who is lower than you and step on them."
The middle-aged woman enlightened him instead.
"Haha, that's right."
"Let's cook, the kids are hungry."
The two of them chatted about home cooking and then cooked the meal. Six dishes and one soup. It was not particularly rich, but it was enjoyable.
downstairs.
When Shen Haidong's car stopped, he took out a five-shot saw from the mezzanine of the trunk. Then he took his two little brothers, wrapped the gun in a canvas bag, and ran upstairs.
While walking, Shen Haidong dialed his godfather's phone number and said wildly: "I'll be done when I get downstairs."
"Be careful, send me the address on my mobile phone."
Shen Dianlong gave an instruction.
"Okay, don't worry."
After saying that, the two ended the call.
Qiqihar, Shen Dianlong thought for a long time. After receiving the text message, he dialed my mobile phone with a new number.
"Hello."
"Address, Hangzhou City, Zhejiang Province!"
When the call was connected, Shen Dianlong smiled and recited the address in the text message.
After I heard this, my mind went blank. Then I stood up suddenly, stared at my eyes and cursed: "Who are you?"
"Give the things to Hailang. I'll pretend I've never heard of this address." Shen Dianlong replied.
"Fuck you, mom, if you dare to touch him, I'll beat you and your six sons to death."
"Weiwei, look how thin you are, eat more meat."
The lame middle-aged man, my father Lao Xiang, was sitting at the table, serving the junior high school student with a smile on his face.
"Old man, there are bacteria on the chopsticks. It's not polite to pick up food for others, do you know?" A junior high school student looked at Lao Xiang, frowned, and said with some resistance and disgust.
"Can you speak, please call me Uncle Xiang." Aunt Mei suddenly frowned and scolded.
"Haha, kid, it's okay. You'll get better soon."
Lao Xiang chuckled, drank a little wine, and said with a rosy face: "Nannan has been even more grumpy than him since she was a child. Now, why don't we let my boss come back? Children can't be disciplined."
"Dong dong."
There was a knock on the door.
"Who?"
Aunt Mei shouted.
"Deliver express delivery, red sausage from Northeast China."
A response came from outside the door.
"Why did you send it so late?"
Aunt Mei frowned and replied.
"There are many treasures to be found here. It will be too late to deliver them here. Please open the door."
"Son, go open the door and sign for express delivery."
Aunt Mei commanded and said something.
"I feel like I'm in a hurry all day long."
Weiwei pouted and replied, put down his chopsticks, walked to the door, stretched out his hand and pushed open the security door.
"Haha, old B raised me and the food is pretty good."
Shen Haidong walked in with five consecutive rounds of hair, looked up at the dining table, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Lao Xiang sat on the stool and was stunned. He was silent for a few seconds and then stood up and shouted to the junior high school student: "Weiwei, come back."
The junior high school student looked at Shen Haidong's face and was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He turned around and walked back. Lao Xiang took a step forward lamely, stretched out his hand to block the junior high school student, then raised his head and said to Shen Haidong: "Because I son."
"Haha, yes!"
Shen Haidong took out five consecutive rounds from behind, poked Lao Xiang's chest, and nodded.
"Okay, then I understand. Just let me go with you. You let my wife and children go into the house first. I guarantee they won't report the crime."
Lao Xiang asked in a calm voice.
"Bang,."
A young man next to Shen Haidong took a military thorn and slashed Lao Xiang's head with a knife. He frowned and cursed: "Fuck you. Who are you negotiating terms with?"
"My face was created by your son and the others. If I hadn't been useful to you, I would have killed you with one fucking shot."
The muscles on Shen Haidong's face trembled. He gritted his teeth and poked Lao Xiang's shoulder with the muzzle of his gun.
"You don't have any sense of being a gangster. You can't fix my son, so you just bully me, a cripple."
Lao Xiang replied, stretched out his big hand, and turned the head of the junior high school student Weiwei forcefully.
"Let's chat later, come with me."
Shen Haidong put one hand in his pocket and poked Lao Xiang with his gun.
"Do you know what era this game was in when I played it?"
Lao Xiang reached out and grasped the barrel of the five-shooter gun and asked suddenly.
"You're the one who raised me!!"
Shen Haidong frowned and cursed.
"Baby B, if you were a dragon, shoot."
Lao Xiang gritted his teeth and shouted.
"Brother Dong."
The little brother next to him knew Shen Haidong's temper, so he shouted.
"Fuck you, mom! How dare you, a cripple, hit me."
Shen Haidong suddenly became anxious, stretched out his hand and pulled the trigger.
"Kang,."
The gunshot went to the right shoulder, and blood mist erupted from the front and back.
"Snapped."
Lao staggered back a step. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and used the hand holding the barrel of the gun to push the bolt underneath. Shen Haidong was about to pull the button a second time, but he stopped immediately.
"Baby, when I was playing with cannons, your dad was still a fucking sperm."
Lao Xiang roared and suddenly raised his knees.
"Bang,."
Shen Haidong jumped up and immediately covered his crotch with his hands.
"Snapped,."
Lao Xiang grabbed five consecutive rounds and without moving a step, the muzzle of the gun was directly pressed against Shen Haidong's head.
"Hang,kong,kong,."
Five seconds later, three gunshots rang out, and three bodies, headshot at close range, lay straight on the ground. Blood spattered more than two meters away and landed outside the door.
"Bang, bang,."
Lao Xiang threw away the five consecutive rounds, licked his lips, looked at Shen Haidong's body on the ground and said, "Fuck you. Damn it, three generations of our Lao Xiang family are second-raters. You can play this with me, are you okay?" ,,Criminal law, I memorized it backwards thirty years ago, and I’ll do it all to you, and I still have to enjoy the government’s security subsidy of 5,000 yuan.”
"ah,."
Only then did Aunt Mei react and screamed.
"Why are you panicking? Call 110."
Lao Xiang turned around and shouted.
PS: Today’s chapter is too brain-burning. I’m exhausted both physically and mentally. The number of votes is still rising. According to Xiao Wu’s statistics, she has more than 2,000 yuan in votes from miscellaneous fund-raising. I will add four chapters today. The number of votes will continue to rise tonight. Tomorrow Keep adding more,,.
Finally, thank you all, thank you from the bottom of my heart.