"Boss..."Mengzi raised his head and glanced at the dozens of bodyguards standing proudly on both sides, and shouted worriedly.

"Look at your virtue. Qian Liming muttered angrily, "This is all a trick in the bandit cottage, show Lao Tzu to the horse, why are you panicking?"

"Oh. Mengzi nodded, "Boss, I still don't think it's steady, if he should keep the two of us, neither of them can leave." ”

"Damn, borrow him a few guts!" Qian Liming pulled the corners of his mouth, stumbling under his feet, and almost fell into a dog and ate.

Mengzi grabbed Qian Liming's arm and asked with concern, "Boss, are you okay?"

"No... All right. Qian Liming's face turned pale, "I have leg cramps, you hold on to me..."

The two bodyguards who were leading the way in front stopped, turned their heads and said impatiently, "Hurry up." ”

"What a drag. Qian Liming muttered lowly, but honestly followed behind the two bodyguards, scanning the surroundings with a vigilant expression.

After a while, two bodyguards who led the way led the way led Qian Liming into a small two-story building, and then retreated.

Mengzi wanted to continue to follow up, but the bodyguard at the door suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped him: "You wait outside, Mr. Qian will go in alone." ”

"This..."The corners of his mouth tugged slightly, and Mengzi looked at Qian Liming with an uneasy expression, "Boss..."

"Well, you can wait here. "It's already one acre and three points of land in other people's homes, and Qian Liming can only be at the mercy of others.

After the words fell, Qian Liming walked into the living room on the first floor.

The floor was covered with old-fashioned carved floors, and Qian Maodian was sitting on a leather sofa with a cane in both hands, squinting slightly and dozing off.

I haven't seen him for seven or eight years, Qian Maodian's temples are gray, and the whole person looks a lot older. His hair was longer than before, and his appearance hadn't changed much except for the deep wrinkles on his forehead.

Qian Liming was angry when he saw his uncle, but now he was under the low eaves and had to bow his head. He suppressed the anger in his heart, and still called out honestly: "Uncle." ”

The latter did not react in the slightest, and sat there motionless, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Until someone walked up to Qian Maodian, lowered his voice and called softly: "Mr. Qian..."

Qian Maodian struck a stirring spirit and woke up suddenly. He tilted his head slightly, and two cold gazes poured into Qian Liming.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Qian Liming, who was now at a disadvantage, was the first to soften: "Hehe, uncle, I haven't seen you for so many years, are you in good health?"

Qian Maodian glanced at Qian Liming up and down, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly: "With the same virtue as your father, he is really fat and a pig." ”

"I was so rich seven or eight years ago, is my uncle not very good at remembering?" Qian Liming has indeed gained a lot of weight over the years, and he said this kind of thing purely because Qian Maodian was angry at mentioning his father.

"Don't you know how to lose weight?" Qian Maodian was still picky, "Such a disgusting look with a shy chest and belly is simply a shame on the face of the Qian family." ”

Qian Liming gritted his teeth hatefully, and said in a rough voice: "Whether I am fat or thin, it is all up to my own pleasure, and this is also your business?"

Qian Maodian snorted coldly: "I didn't agree to hand over the Qian family to you a few years ago, and now it seems that I have done nothing wrong." Every day, you mingle with those three religions and nine streams, and corrupt the door..."

"My great-grandfather's generation started by selling baked cakes, and later he also sold pork. Qian Liming glared at the old man sitting on the sofa, "Do you really think that you have a pure bloodline, and you want to be compared with the Xie family? No matter how you pretend, you are still a disgraced mud leg." In front of your own juniors, you should come less to this set. ”

Qian Maodian stared at Qian Liming without blinking, and only spoke again after a long while: "Han Ling said to me, you are here to admit your mistake today." ”

As Qian Liming's little cousin, Qian Hanling may not have expected that even in today's predicament, Qian Liming is still sharp and sharp-tongued, and he will not back down.

"Admit your mistake?" Qian Liming twitched the corners of his mouth, and then sneered again, "What's wrong with me?" ”

"Stubborn. It's exactly like your dad. ”

"Old thing, you don't talk about my father!" Qian Liming looked annoyed, "My father is dead, and he can't stand your thoughts." ”

Qian Maodian narrowed his eyes: "You have to be glad that Maohua left early, otherwise, you and him may not necessarily be the one who walks in front." ”

"Qian Maodian!" Qian Liming couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't help but scold, "I'm fucking your uncle! Which onion should you count yourself? The left one is my father, and the right one is my father, if it weren't for you being a waste, my father would have died?"

Qian Maodian's eyes widened: "Little cub, you dare to scold me?"

"I'll scold you, it's you who scold!" Qian Liming stretched out his hand and pointed at Qian Maodian, crooked his mouth and shouted, "Qian Maodian, you listen to me, I'll fuck your uncle!"

"Bastard!" the crutch stomped the floor tiles, Qian Maodian trembled with anger, "Come on!

"Old sir. Two young bodyguards approached and bowed slightly.

Qian Maodian used the crutches in his hand to point at the arrogant Qian Liming opposite: "Let him know what it means to be an elder!"

"Yes. The two bodyguards responded in a low voice, and then walked towards Qian Liming, one left and one right.

Qian Liming's face changed slightly, and he shouted: "Qian Maodian, how old are you, why do you ask someone to beat me?"

"You ran to Xingfa Island, why can't I beat you?" Qian Maodian breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly sneered, "This is your own initiative to send to the door, little bastard, I don't just want to beat you, I want to kill you." ”

"You can't hit me!"

"Hehe, you kid, do you still want to be the head of the family in front of me?" Qian Maodian commanded the two bodyguards in a deep voice, "Don't keep your hands." ”

"Ahh

The situation in front of him was not good, Qian Liming faced the two bodyguards who gathered around, and stretched out his hand and ripped off the coat on his body: "Qian Maodian, you are disrespectful! Stare at your dog eyes and see who is here!"

Qian Maodian fixed his eyes on Qian Liming's body, and his face changed suddenly in an instant, and the whole person was like five thunderbolts.

On Qian Liming's chest, there was a tablet hung!

Therefore, the spiritual position of Lord Qian Zhongding, the date of birth and death on the right, and the filial piety of Qian Maodian on the left.

This spirit tablet belongs to Qian Liming's grandfather, that is, Qian Maodian's father! And Qian Maodian, as the eldest son of the Qian family's generation, naturally bears the responsibility of worshiping his ancestors, so this spirit card still has his name on it.

"Little brute!" Qian Maodian's whole face turned green with anger, "You dare to take out the tablet of the Spirit Hall! You dare to take out my father's spirit tablet!"

Qian Maodian opened his mouth wide, panting angrily: "How dare you... How dare you... How dare you!"

"Qian Maodian, this is your father. Qian Liming stretched out his finger and pointed to the spirit card on his chest, and twisted his ass calmly, "Is there a kind of you beating me?

The two bodyguards surrounded him, and one of them reached out and grabbed Qian Liming's collar, his fist had just picked up and before it could fall, Qian Maodian suddenly shouted from behind him.

"Get out! Get out!" Qian Maodian roared at the two bodyguards, "Are you blind!

The two bodyguards were slightly stunned, then suddenly let go of Qian Liming, and ran out of the house with a pale face.

Qian Liming knew that his uncle was a square man, and he was also a filial son. Tonight, in order to protect himself, he had to steal the ancestral tablet of the Qian family's ancestral hall and hang it on his body as a talisman. Although this behavior was a little damaging and easy to be punished by God, it had a very good effect, and Qian Maodian really didn't dare to do anything to him.

"Brute, what a brute!" Qian Maodian scolded endlessly, staring at Qian Liming with red eyes, as if he wanted to tear his whole person apart and swallow it.

Qian Liming tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Uncle, if you're okay, I'll leave first." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qian Liming turned around and hurried towards the door.

"Stop!" Qian Maodian stood up straight from the sofa, stared at Qian Liming's back and said viciously, "You have an ancestral body protector in front of you, I can't move you, there will be no one to protect you behind." Even if it's a spanking today, I'm going to beat you to death!"

Qian Liming sneered, and stretched out his hand to take off the coat on his body: "Qian Maodian, you asked for it." ”

As the coat fell to the ground, a yellowed old photo also appeared on Qian Liming's back. The photo was glued to Qian Liming's body, a kind silver-haired old lady, looking at Qian Maodian with a smile.

His body trembled slightly, and Qian Maodian suddenly felt cold all over his body. Isn't the old man in this photo his mother?

"You still want to beat me?" Qian Liming asked without looking back, "My grandmother can take a look here, you really have the face to do it when you are an uncle?"

Qian Maodian's whole person was about to collapse, and now the dead fat man was in front of his father's spiritual seat, and behind him was a photo of his mother. In the face of his parents who have been deceased for many years, Qian Maodian didn't dare to stretch out his fingers, let alone beat Qian Liming.

After being silent for a while, Qian Maodian gritted his teeth and shouted, "Get out!"

Qian Liming bent down and picked up his coat, wrapped it around his body again, and bowed to Qian Maodian: "Hehe, uncle, take care of yourself, don't be angry." ”

When the words fell, Qian Liming turned around and strode out of the room.

Qian Maodian stood there, trembling all over, and his old face was as white as paper.

"Old sir..."

The maid behind her cautiously greeted her, she had just stretched out her hand, and before she could help, Qian Maodian suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell on her back, and did not know what to do.