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Chapter 178: A great calamity is coming

"Brother, I'll tell you one more news, Ma Bolt is back. The new domain name of this site, the first letter of the Cole Novel Network (k1xs), the largest free romance Chinese website, hurry up. Before Jiang Changhe could recover his strength, the golden retriever threw another bomb.

"Ma Xuan'er - are you back?" Jiang Changhe couldn't believe his ears, it seemed that the rumors were true.

"It's back, it's true. My yard was washed all over the night—" The golden retriever looked pained, and Jiang Changhe couldn't help but be affected when he saw it.

Compared with the news of Ma Xuan'er's return, the whereabouts of his son seemed less important, and Jiang Changhe put aside his son Jiang Xin's life and death in shock.

"There is no warning at all?" Jiang Changhe clenched his right hand into a fist and put it to his mouth, which was his habitual action of thinking about problems when he was nervous.

"Without warning! I sent someone to check for a long time, but I didn't find his nest - I think Ma Shu'er is a pangolin, and he will fucking dig holes and hide!"

"The sky in Jindu is going to change again-" Jiang Changhe looked sluggish and muttered.

"Brother, how did you say that this horse bolt picked up a life from under the gun back then?" asked the golden retriever incredulously.

"You ask Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu asks who is going? If he does it again, he will never have such good luck!" Jiang Changhe scolded fiercely.

"Again, in my opinion, if we do it again, we'll be shot—" said the Golden Retriever worriedly.

"Grow other people's ambitions, destroy your own prestige, others haven't done anything, you scare yourself to death!" Jiang Changhe glanced at the golden retriever, his eyes full of disdain.

"I don't believe you're not afraid of death - in the end, it's all the same!" The golden retriever couldn't help but fight with Jiang Changhe, he was so virtuous, he had no ability, and his mouth was still stubborn.

"What are you afraid of? It wasn't me who hurt him in the first place, I just added a handful of firewood, at best I was an accomplice, you Golden Retriever is different, an out-and-out traitor, without the things you provide—which of us doesn't know who knows whom?" Jiang Changhe sneered twice and replied to the Golden Retriever with a long list of words.

"What nonsense? You and Gu Yuanshan are both masterminds, and Lao Tzu was dragged into the water by you, and he was wronged-at the beginning, Gu Yuanshan wanted to put Xie Weihong to death, and you also wanted to take a ride, hold the sky with one hand, and be a regent, but Gu Yuanshan is not the master who is subject to others at all, and it makes your sweet dreams come to naught, this is not pleasant, right?"

There are only eternal interests, there is no eternal alliance, when the interests cannot be balanced to meet everyone's needs, the in-depth understanding of the past will naturally transform into contradictions, and become a machine that attacks each other.

"Golden Retriever, let's say ugly things ahead, in a boat, trying to dig a hole and drown the other party is tantamount to self-destruction. Don't fucking play with your eyes, no one is a fool!" Jiang Changhe glared at the golden retriever coldly, and his tone was excited.

"If people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, he is about to be drowned, can you still care if others can rely on the shore?"

"The pit buried me, there must be a pit next to you buried your golden retriever! I'll go first, remember to pass the word to Gu Yuanshan, my son's account, sooner or later, settle it with him. After all, Jiang Changhe was born as a soldier, he had carried a gun and fought a war, how could he be led by the nose by a ruffian at will, he dropped his words and walked towards the door.

Jiang Changhe opened the door, but was blocked by Ji Yankun and Luo Huan, he turned his head and looked at the golden retriever with a cold face, and asked in a deep voice: "Why, you turned your face so quickly and didn't recognize people, and you want to take me to ask for merit and reward?"

"Brother, look at what you are talking about, there are often quarrels between brothers, why did I become the one who crossed the river and demolished the bridge?" The golden retriever waved at Luo Huan and Ji Yankun, signaling them to give way.

Luo Huan stepped aside, Ji Yankun clenched his fists and didn't move, Jiang Changhe glared at him fiercely and went out sideways.

Luo Huan gently tugged the corner of Ji Yankun's clothes, and he came back to his senses, his face was pale.

The golden retriever looked at Ji Yankun, his heart was extremely unhappy, and he scolded: "Luo Huan, what is the matter with me saying that you are a brother?

When Luo Huan heard this, he hurriedly replied with a smile: "Big brother, Ah Kun has such a personality, he is not smiling, and he is relatively cold!"

"He's cold, and I'm cold when I look at it!" the golden retriever returned to the house, sat down on a chair, and beckoned, "Come in too." ”

Luo Huan pulled Ji Yankun into the house, closed the door, and asked, "Big brother, what are your orders?"

Ji Yankun was still expressionless, just now, he really wanted to knock Jiang Changhe down on the spot, after listening to the conversation between Jiang Changhe and the Golden Retriever, he couldn't wait to solve the lives of these two people on the spot.

"Has that Qi Yun moved in the past two days?" The golden retriever took off his shoes and crossed Erlang's legs, the air was filled with the smell of stinky feet, which was disgusting.

"He's quite honest, he hasn't made any moths!" Luo Huan frowned slightly and replied.

"What kind of expression do you have, learn from him?" The golden retriever looked at Luo Huan with his eyes and pointed at Ji Yankun.

"Big brother, feet—" Luo Huan awkwardly pointed to the golden retriever's blackened white socks.

The golden retriever glanced down, coughed lightly, and stuffed his feet into his shoes, he then remembered that he hadn't changed his socks for several days, and since he was put on the head by Gu Yuanshan with a gun that day, and went home inexplicably, his socks have not left his feet.

In order to hide the embarrassment, the golden retriever continued to ask, "How is Kiko's hand recovering?"

"I went to see him yesterday, and he will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and after a few more days of recuperation, he should be able to move freely. Luo Huan's slightly frowning brows stretched.

"Ming'er, you will pick him up for me and discharge him from the hospital, give him a wind, there are a lot of chores for a while, I won't go, say hello on my behalf!" The golden retriever arranged it like this, he had his own intentions, Xizi was hospitalized, he went once, or to inquire about the whereabouts of King Yulin, at present, Xizi is still somewhat useful, and at a critical time, maybe he can help him evacuate Jindu.

"I thank big brother for Xizi!" Luo Huan also knew the Golden Retriever's intentions.

"You check the whereabouts of a person for me, I can't trust others!" The golden retriever thought for a long time, but still felt that Luo Huan was reliable.

"Big brother, who is it?" Luo Huan asked suspiciously.

"You came to Jindu late, this person doesn't know if you've heard of Ma Xuan'er?" The golden retriever's gaze swept back and forth on Luo Huan and Ji Yankun's faces.

"The boss who was shot, Ma Xuan'er?" Luo Huan asked in surprise, and a cold light flashed in Ji Yankun's eyes.

"It seems that you are not bad in Jindu, and you actually know him?" the golden retriever looked at Luo Huan with a strange expression.

"Walking around the road, it is inevitable to hear some gossip news. Luo Huan pretended to smile embarrassedly.

"Check his whereabouts as soon as possible!" said the Golden Retriever as he stood up.

"Big brother, isn't he dead?" Luo Huan asked with a look of surprise on his face.

"I'll tell you to check your fart when you're dead!In short, if you live to see people, you have to see corpses when you die, even if there is only a pile of bones left, you have to dig them back and put them in front of me!" the golden retriever scolded angrily.

"Yes. Luo Huan replied loudly.

The golden retriever glanced at Ji Yankun with slanted eyes, and walked straight towards the door, Ji Yankun followed mechanically, and Luo Huan gently patted him on the back as a reminder.

Ji Yankun is different from Luo Huan, he followed Ma Xuan'er all the way through the ups and downs, and naturally has more hatred for the Golden Retriever.

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In the suburbs of Jindu, which is about ten kilometers away, there is a village called Qiaojiatun, where Lao Qiao's home is.

On weekdays, Lao Qiao is watching the gate in the provincial capital, and his son Qiao Dawei is fooling around in the provincial capital, and there are only sick old wives and daughters to be married in the boudoir, Qiao Xiaotao.

Lao Qiao didn't rest on holidays, and when he suddenly went home, his wife and daughter were very surprised, and they heard that they came back from sick leave.

Aunt Qiao and her daughter Xiao Tao hurriedly killed the chicken to prepare for the meal, and mended the body of Lao Qiao, the pillar of the family must not collapse, and the family will completely collapse if it collapses.

The meals were all ready, and Lao Qiao, who rarely had a hot meal at home, was happy, greedy for a cup, drank a few more glasses, and fell into bed and snored like thunder.

In a daze, Lao Qiao saw the black and white impermanence floating in, pulled him away, beside him, there were all little ghosts floating in the air, he danced and shouted: "Let go of me-what are you pulling me for? You are mistaken-you must be mistaken, if you don't believe it, go back and flip through the life book of Lord Yama, there must be no my name——"

"Dad—wake up, what's going on?"

"Dad, wake up, wake up-" Old Joe was sweating profusely, and when he saw his wife and daughter Xiao Tao in front of him, he asked weakly, "I'm not dead?"

"What are you talking nonsense? I won't let you drink, I want to drink, and if I drink too much, I'll talk nonsense!" his wife's fist hammered into his chest, a little painful, but his heart breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Tao asked, "Dad, are you having a nightmare? What kind of dream—it scares you!"

"It's a dream!" Old Joe sighed involuntarily, and sat up with a lingering palpitation. He thought to himself: I think about it day and night, and this dream is not a good omen!

Old Qiao asked with a sideways face, "What time is it?"

"It's almost dawn. Peach replied.

"Oh, that's good—why are you in this house?" Old Joe's head was sullen and a little heavy.

"You're shouting like that, I haven't come to see yet?" Dad, have you encountered something that you can't solve?" Xiao Tao asked worriedly, and Aunt Qiao also looked at Old Qiao with a worried face.

"It's okay, what can I do!" Old Joe barely managed to squeeze out a wry smile.

Old Qiao didn't want to say, and they didn't ask anymore, Xiao Tao said, "Why don't you sleep with my mother for a while?"

"I don't sleep, I'm used to getting up early, and I'm not used to sleeping lazy and sleepy! Old Qiao got out of bed and walked out of the house, a cold wind blew in his face, and his mind cleared up a lot.

His heart was depressed, he always felt unhappy, and he always felt unsteady.

He washed his face, went to the stove to boil water, mixed the dough, and kneaded the dough with all his might.

Taking advantage of the effort to wake up the dough, he walked to the courtyard and looked at the white belly of the fish gradually spreading in the sky, thoughtfully.

In his mind, he went through the events of the past few days like a movie, and the faces of Xiao Feng and Jiang Changhe appeared in front of his eyes in turn, and they all looked at him coldly.

Old Joe couldn't help but shudder, and said to himself, "You two, who wants to put me to death?"

"Dad, what are you muttering? Who wants to put you to death? Early in the morning, gibberish, weird!" Xiao Tao looked at Lao Qiao in horror.

"Nothing, you heard it wrong. Old Joe was afraid that he would frighten his daughter, so he hurriedly covered up the past.

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