Leng Zheng gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You are welcome to come and burn paper for me in one month."
Huang Guiqing bared her teeth and looked back at Leng Zheng with contempt: "I will definitely come to pay homage to you."
The two are at war with each other and have become enemies.
Everyone was on pins and needles when they felt the invisible smell of gunpowder smoke.
Leng Zheng was gloomy for a while, then he laughed loudly: "See you off!"
A birthday banquet ended unhappy.
Huang Guiqing sat in the Maybach with a gloomy face.
yellow
You are like a grandson, why are you so uncharacteristically tough this time?"
"Especially that Xu Jia, a common man who wants money but not money, and strength but not strength, just looks good? How dare you, a pretty boy, to steal a woman from me? If I don't cut you into pieces, I won't call you Huang Xinghai.
"
Huang Guiqing had a gloomy face and her mind was confused.
"This old man is obviously full of death energy and relies on Yuanchun's protection. Otherwise, his soul would be gone and he would be dead. This is the most difficult time for the Leng family. He should actively try to please me and actively marry Leng Xue to the Huang family.
Isn’t it also to protect the Leng family’s basic base?”
"But, why did Xu Jia suddenly change Leng Zheng's attitude when he came out of nowhere? Who is Xu Jia? Damn it, this guy ruined my whole plan and prevented me from taking advantage of the Leng family.
It’s really depressing to put it in your mouth.”
Huang Xinghai yelled angrily: "Dad, I will become Xu Jia tomorrow. This boy robbed my woman and ruined our plan to eat up the Leng family. He must be executed in Lingchi, otherwise it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart."
"No hurries?"
Huang Guiqing sneered: "Now that Xu Jia has been killed, who doesn't know that it was our Huang family who did it?"
Huang Xinghai yelled: "So what if we know that our Huang family did it? Is there any difference between killing Xu Jia and killing an ant?"
Huang Guiqing shook his head: "Leng Zheng is not dead yet. What if Leng Zheng goes all out and comes to a death trap? This old man is a murderer. If you really anger him, he can do anything."
Huang Xinghai gritted his teeth: "What should I do? Can you bear this tone?"
"Ninja? Haha!"
Huang Guiqing squinted his eyes, with a touch of contempt hidden in his eyes: "In one month, Leng Zheng will die. As long as this old man dies, not only will the Leng family be finished, Xu Jia will also have no backstage. By then, Xu Jia will really be an ant, whatever you want
How to pinch it."
Huang Xinghai chattered and laughed strangely: "Yes, Dad is thoughtful. I must give it to Xu Jia Ling Chi to relieve the hatred in my heart. But what should I do about Leng Xue? This girl is very handsome, and I am so greedy."
Huang Guiqing sneered: "The Leng family is finished. How can Leng Xue escape from our hands? Don't worry, Leng Xue must be your woman and your slave. Your efforts will not matter if you beat her or scold her."
People dare to take care of it.”
"Hey, that's great!"
Huang Xinghai and Huang Guiqing looked at each other and laughed.
***
10 o'clock in the evening.
Leng is chatting with Xu Jia in the living room.
Leng Xue had taken a shower and ran over wearing pink pajamas. She looked at Xu Jia in surprise: "You haven't left yet?"
Xu Jia's bright eyes wandered around Leng Xue with evil intentions, and he couldn't help but drool.
Leng Xue's face turned red: "What are you looking at? I'm asking you a question. Why don't you leave?"
Xu Jia shook his head: "Aren't you leaving tonight?"
"You're not leaving?" Leng Xue was stunned: "Why aren't you leaving?"
Xu Jia's eyes wandered indulgently at Leng Xue's towering parts: "What do you think?"
"oops!"
Leng Xue was extremely shy: "You bastard, don't even think about pushing yourself further. I won't let you succeed. With grandpa here, how dare you act wild in my house?"
Xu Jia smiled: "The old man agreed to let me stay. If you don't believe me, just ask the old man."
"Grandpa..." Leng Xue looked at Leng Zheng pitifully: "Did you really leave this stinky scoundrel behind?"
Leng Zheng nodded: "Yes, I will keep his."
"Grandpa, why did you rebel?"
Leng Xue acted coquettishly: "Why are you with Xu Jia?"
Leng Zhengdao: "You can be with Xu Jia, why can't I? Have you forgotten how you pinched my waist just now? The waist is already purple."
"Grandpa, let me rub it for you!" Leng Xue put on a charming look and acted coquettishly towards Leng Zheng.
Xu Jia couldn't stand it anymore: "No, I want to vomit."
Leng Xue screamed: "Smelly Xu Jia, what are you vomiting? What do you mean?"
Xu Jia sighed: "Do you think a female gangster suddenly pretends to be kawaii, will it make people want to vomit?"
"You...you're talking nonsense!" Leng Xue's chest trembled with anger.
Leng Zheng also sighed: "Xiaoxue, actually I want to vomit too."
"Smelly grandpa!"
Leng Xue's cheeks turned red. She was really angry. She ran into the boudoir angrily. After closing the door, she suddenly poked her head out and made a scissor-like hand with her jade hands. She gestured at Xu Jia: "You rascal, if you dare to harass me tonight,
, I will cut you off, hehe..."
Xu Jia grinned evilly: "Old man, do you think Xiaoxue reminded me to enter her boudoir on purpose?"
Leng Zheng laughed loudly: "I think so, Xiaoxue is in a hurry."
"Smelly Xu Jia, stinky grandpa, go to hell." Leng Xue had no choice but to slam the door.
After closing the door, the smile on Leng Zheng's face stopped abruptly and asked Xu Jia: "Why did Huang Guiqing conclude that I will die in one month? Could he be the person who harmed me?"
Xu Jia shook his head: "In my opinion, he is definitely harmful to you, and even wants to devour the Leng family. But it is a pity that he does not have the ability to curse you."
Leng Zheng wondered: "How is that possible? His ability is extraordinary. Besides, even a magician with a little bit of knowledge can cast a curse on someone. Isn't it easy for Huang Guiqing to cast a curse on me?"
Xu Jia shook his head: "The old man is not an ordinary person. How can an ordinary warlock dare to cast a curse on you? Isn't that boring?"
Leng Zheng opened his mouth wide: "How do you say this?"
Xu Jia said: "You have led soldiers, especially fought in the Vietnam War. You have killed people, drank blood, and experienced wind and rain. You have a very strong evil spirit and murderous spirit in your body. You are not angry but you are powerful. You can be called a fierce god who is avoided by ghosts and monsters."
With your evil and murderous aura, any sorcerer who casts a curse on you without opening his eyes will not only be useless to you, but will also backfire on the person who cast the curse, leaving him disabled even if he doesn't die."
Leng Zheng laughed loudly: "I understand, you mean that I am a bad person, and ordinary warlocks dare not bully me."
"That's right. Hanging the old man's photo on someone's wall can ward off evil spirits."
"Haha, you brat."
Leng Zheng was wiping his beard: "So, even a warlock as high as Huang Guiqing can't cast a spell on me?" (To be continued)