He was sleeping in a standard supine position, but his eyes were looking at the window sill. He had slept for too long during the day, and now that it was time to sleep, he couldn't fall asleep. He could only watch the evening twilight erode the light in the room little by little, until the dark night fell.
Faintly, the sound of melodious music came in from the window. It was the community song and dance team starting to move. The territory was the lawn where the old men boxed for fitness in the morning. At night, it was the world of the aunts and grandmothers. Facts have proved that square dancing and whether you have money have nothing to do with it.
The inevitable connection is just a hobby.
Oh, this is not entirely true. Compared to the high-decibel and strong-tempo dances outside, the aunts and ladies here in Jiangyue Mansion prefer aerobics, Latin social dances, and also practice the quintessence of Chinese Tai Chi, even for this reason
We hired a team of professional dance teachers from outside at a high price, and Mr. Yang was one of them. Although he practiced Hongquan and Xingyi, Grandma Yang was actually relieved? Tsk tsk...
With these vague thoughts swirling in his mind, Tang Chao looked away. He looked up and exhaled. With some difficulty, he took out his arm from the thick quilt, took out a piece of paper from the bedside table, blew his nose, and raised his hand.
Accurate shooting, the trash basket is covered with a layer of tissue balls...
Yes, his condition has worsened.
During the day, I just sneezed and had a slight fever. Now my brain is dizzy, my limbs are weak, and my nostrils are like a tap, and they keep dripping.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it will get better in a short time.
This was undoubtedly beyond Tang Chao's expectation. If the injection drugs he bought during the day were not fake, then he overestimated the body's endurance, or underestimated the dangers of Jiangguo's runaway. The fact is that
In this case, the drugstore owner may have mental problems, but the medicines are fine. There is indeed something abnormal with his body, and he seems to be trapped in a cycle of either not getting sick all year round, or getting sick easily.
The cost of killing just one person is a bit high... Tang Chao sighed with emotion. Of course, a certain ninja named Yamashita probably couldn't agree with this view, but the latter couldn't make a rebuttal now.
The sound of pots and pans clinking in the kitchen could be heard in my ears. It was Jelly Bean who was cooking dinner after returning from school.
In fact, the Tang Dynasty originally wanted to disguise himself. It was not difficult to do. Don't underestimate the professionalism of a killer. In fact, he did exactly that. He got dressed in advance and waited for the little girl to come in and push the trolley out to buy groceries.
, but the little girl happened to meet Mr. Yang when she came back, and she went directly to help him. She saw through the disguise as soon as she entered the door, pushed him back to the bed with a push, and took out the winter quilt from the cupboard, which is now pressing heavily on her body.
This bed was said to be for sweating, and I walked around it and tucked him in with the quilt very thoughtfully, so as not to cover him up and dehydrate him...
It's no wonder that the little girl is clumsy. She really has no experience in taking care of patients, but she does have experience in being taken care of. Now that she sees her brother rarely getting sick, she is worried and bursts out with great novelty and enthusiasm.
While recalling the scenes of being taken care of when I was sick in the past, and learning in a decent way, I searched for various experiences in caring for patients on the mobile phone network and gained knowledge... The former is okay, and I understand the latter, but the bigger problem is on the Internet.
Turn around, go straight onto the highway, and the cancer begins. If the little girl hadn't been so clever, she might have been scared to tears.
The door creaked, and Tang Chao turned around to look. A little girl in an apron was holding a wooden table, walking hard step by step with some difficulty. It was for the balcony. Although the table was short, it was solid and had a certain degree of stability.
He was stunned by the weight, and subconsciously raised his hand to lift the quilt, "Don't move! It will be fine soon... it will be fine soon! Whoops..."
Seeing the little girl tremblingly move the wooden table to the bedside, Tang Chao, who instantly understood the intention, couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I just have a cold and a fever, and I'm not paralyzed. It's okay to walk a few steps to have dinner."
"Don't talk nonsense, ha, it's okay, I can move it." She waved her hand casually, and turned on the light, then jumped out of the door energetically, went in and out several times, brought in the rice bowl and dishes one by one, and finally took out the
Come and put a cloth around,
Tang Chao was startled when he saw this and waved his hands quickly: "No, I will do it myself. I will do it myself."
Tangdou hesitantly put down the scarf: "Brother, you also fed me when I was sick before?"
"You were still young then, so it was different."
"But I want to try..."
"Uh, let's eat first, eat first."
After all the talk, the little girl gave up her idea, but she never imagined that after dinner, there would be a specially made brown sugar, ginger and jujube soup. In the end, the Tang Dynasty still managed to get rid of the murder and fulfilled the little girl's wish.
Of course, this was a joke. After taking a few sips of it with a little shame, the little girl looked at the girl who was stirring the spoon to test the temperature. She looked extremely focused and serious. All that was left was the faint warmth and happiness that overflowed from her chest.
There was a faint sound of music, a gentle evening breeze, and the curtains moved slightly. He silently raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's hair. He suddenly realized something, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and murmured softly, "Thank you..."
"Ah?" The little girl raised her head in surprise, but was embarrassed to look down, "Brother, what are you talking about? Really, this is what I should do."
Smiling and shaking his head, he shook his head again, thank you... thank you for letting me climb up from hell...
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Tang Chao's premonition was quite accurate. In the next few days, his condition did not improve directly. Fortunately, it did not get worse. He recovered slowly at a snail's pace.
Seeing this, Tang Chao had no other thoughts and simply took another long vacation to recuperate and avoid the limelight - the heat of the water ghost is still fermenting!
The salted fish mode started again. If you don't exercise in the morning, you can't exercise. Tangdou and Mr. Yang are very careful, especially the little girl. They are on guard against thieves, so they can only sneak up to the rooftop to play Wuqinxi in the middle of the night. Other than that,
If you don't go out through the front door or step out the second door, you just stay at home.
Oh, in the meantime Chu Fengya came to visit, carrying a bag of fruits, and taking a guitar lesson. Tang Chao was basically satisfied with this student, unlike another little brat who didn't even say a greeting. What? I don't know the situation.
, and no contact information – is that the reason? That’s the excuse!
Of course, Tang Chao has not been doing anything these days. He is investigating the enemy's situation and monitoring the subsequent impact of the incident. Well, that is, posting on a certain forum.
I have to say that all of them are talented people, and they speak nicely, and I like them very much... Ahem, let's get back to the topic, let's get back to the topic, the world does go on as usual without everyone, but after all, there is a difference between the departure of a big shot and a passerby.
At least the former's accident will not be as quiet as the latter's, and no one will talk about it even if he dies.
From this perspective, Yamashita Takuro, the last ninja of this century, is undoubtedly worthy of the standards of a big shot.
After only paying attention for a few days, the Tang Dynasty has not found any news related to it. No one broke the news. There is no movement from Beitengsi. It is impossible to suppress it. There are no secrets in the underground world, especially when it comes to such things.
The latest gossip. The lack of news can only mean that all parties, including Kitouji, have not realized it. It is also normal that top killers have a high degree of freedom. It is common for them to disappear for a period of time inexplicably.
However, this big news did not come out, but another big news detonated Forum 5 and became extremely popular.
About the little monk Dadu.
After all, Kyushu Rise failed to hide this strategic nuclear weapon.
Of course, this is not to say that the rise of Kyushu was a mistake. To be honest, on the night of the heavy rain in the small temple in the mountains last year, the little monk Dadu should have been exposed. However, the Tang Dynasty destroyed the mountain hibiscus shortly afterwards, inadvertently delaying the process until the previous
Not long after there was a turmoil in the gymnasium, the little monk Dadu took action again...
Whether it was the South Korean assassination group or the news of the explosion from Kitouji, it is unknown. The Tang Dynasty could only confirm that it was definitely not Fuuma Musashi who broke the news. It was not because he was afraid of being beaten and publicized and embarrassed. Although it had already
It’s been publicized...but this person really doesn’t care about it, and he doesn’t have the leisure to do so. For masters who agree with him, this person has only one way to promote it, and that is to kill him first, and then take a photo and upload the forum ID avatar!
Because of this, after the turmoil in the gymnasium, someone secretly fancied that after this incident, maybe the target of the mad dog would no longer be him, but the little monk of Dadu... Well, it's a bit unkind to think so.
I understand. A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
Let's get back to the subject. The Tang Dynasty didn't know when the little monk became famous in the underground world in his previous life, but this life undoubtedly started from now on. I have to say that the little monk's superpowers are too powerful. It's hard to say whether it is.
The world is invincible, but after entering the Arhat state, there are really not many opponents who can compete with him. Even Fuma Musashi, one of the myths of close combat, was almost beaten to death, but he still fought head-on. Who can withstand this?
For a time, all kinds of true and false rumors about the little monk spread wildly in the fifth forum, and various big players took turns to post, post, and forcefully analyze a wave of them. Including the Tang Dynasty
The familiar ID, Underground Engine, has also posted a few posts with different tricks. However, this person is not a big shot, at least not in the field of combat. He is just a big guy who uses popularity to cheat points...
The ones who are really interested in the little monk are those power organizations that are hostile to Kyushu Uprising, such as Kitouji, and they may have taken action now. Kyushu Uprising is undoubtedly aware of this, so since that night in the gymnasium,
The little monk disappeared completely. Some time ago, Tangdou accidentally mentioned it and said why the little monk no longer went to the Xie family's old house. Her grandmother was very concerned about this.
It probably won't show up in the future... Tang Chao thought so, at least he would definitely not go back to the small temple in the mountain. It was too remote, so it was better not to be exposed. It was considered a little hidden in the wild. If it was exposed, it would be hard to say.
, if something unexpected happens, reinforcements will not be available in time.
This is roughly the situation in the underground world. It's okay to mention it. There's nothing much to say. I just want to say that after the Tang Dynasty hid in a small building for a few days, it finally stepped out.
Today is September 12, 2011, Monday, the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, the Mid-Autumn Festival.
It’s a day for family reunion. In the Tang Dynasty, there were no family members, only jelly beans, and jelly beans had family members. So, yes, the Xie family’s old house will have a big banquet again. Of course, it won’t be as grand as the Spring Festival, that is, Lingdou
Jiang local relatives gathered together.
However, the atmosphere of this gathering was even more festive and lively than during the Spring Festival. At a glance, almost everyone, whether they were members of the Xie family's direct or branch families, had smiles on their faces.
The reason is very simple, that is, the Xie family's pillar industries were integrated and listed some time ago, and the momentum is gratifying. As the Xie family, their faces are naturally radiant, but these are not enough. The most important thing is the real benefits.
The ownership structure of the industry is quite complex, and family businesses have always been like this. In addition to the direct lineage that accounts for the majority, side branches are also more or less involved. Now that the stock price has skyrocketed, they have naturally made a lot of money along with it. It is indeed worth celebrating.
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Of course, these have nothing to do with the Tang Dynasty. His body is not fully recovered yet. He just brings it with his mouth. He eats and drinks. At most, he walks around with acquaintances, Xie Wei, Xie Jianping, Zhong Wanqing, well, it seems that
There's no need to wait any longer. As big as the Xie family, he only knows a few people.
Moreover, not everyone is happy. For example, the middle-aged man sitting next to Tang Chao, wearing a suit, short hair, and a Rolex on his wrist, looks a bit like a big shot. Of course, he cannot be called a big shot in this situation.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have sat at the same table as Tang Chao. After I sat down, I didn't say hello, and drank a lot of liquor, with a gloomy look on my face.
When he was about to go crazy after drinking, Xie Jianping came over in time and pulled him away. It was only then that the Tang Dynasty learned his identity. This man was not named Xie, but he was related to the Xie family. Someone from the Sanjiang Gang
A powerful man.
Knowing this, Tang Chao instantly understood why he was so drunk. The brawl on the riverside was a big deal some time ago and it was reported in the newspapers. The Xie family seemed to be incapable of intervening, and it seemed that it was not easy to intervene. The new hall leader
Bao Xiong is still staying in the cell, and it seems that he won't be able to come out in a short time. If he is to be sentenced, the Sanjiang Gang will also be greatly shaken, and its power will be greatly weakened.
Strictly speaking, this matter has nothing to do with the Tang Dynasty, but then again... Looking across the table calmly, Zhong Wanqing held a juice cup to cover her face, secretly glancing at the middle-aged man who was being helped away, her eyes a little erratic.
Well, this is also an undercover agent poaching the Xie family!
Turning his head, his eyes met, and he raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?"
Tang Chao heard this and replied with a smile: "Look at you!"
"Hey, try another one!"
"What the hell, why don't you let me look at you because you're so good-looking?"
"Ha, the young man can talk!" Zhong Wanqing couldn't help laughing. She stood up and walked around to where the middle-aged man was sitting. She raised her juice glass and gestured, "Let's go!"
After touching it and taking a sip, Zhong Wanqing said: "Seriously, come to the office tomorrow afternoon when you are free. It's not work. I know you haven't figured it out yet. Let's talk about other things."
Tang Chao couldn't help but be startled when he heard this, and subconsciously looked at the other party: "Can't we talk now?"
Zhong Wanqing nodded solemnly.
"It's so mysterious. Okay, I'll be there at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."