Chapter 911, Cuckold!

"Third uncle, go out for a walk. ”

"I can't walk anymore. Hoarse man's voice. "I didn't know what it was like to walk for a long time. ”

"Then I'll push you. Dong Xiaobao said with a smile. He usually likes to wear casual clothes, and today he rarely wore a rather formal black suit, lined with a snow-white stand-up collar shirt. His hair was neatly combed, and it looked like it was his big wedding day. "Today is a big day. ”

"Do you have to do this?" asked the man in a wheelchair, wrapped in a thick blanket for fear of the cold. "Xiaobao, do you have to do things so desperately?"

"I can't do anything?" The smile on Dong Xiaobao's face gradually faded. "Third uncle, you should know that everything I do is what I should do. Must do. ”

"You could have lived in peace. Dong Xinhang's voice was a little weak. He knew that his persuasion would not help. However, I don't know what kind of emotion forced him to say everything that was in his heart.

Perhaps, it is the love and ---- expectation of the young man in front of him!

"Even if you can't be friends, you don't have to be enemies. Huaxia is so big, the world is so big, can't there be a Tang Zhong and a Dong Xiaobao?"

"Third uncle, I liked you very much when I was very young. Dong Xiaobao said with a smile. "I am especially grateful to you. Do you know why? Because I've learned a lot from you, and the most profound thing for me is ----- cutting the roots. ”

"Third uncle, your case is vividly placed in front of my eyes. Every time I see you, I say to myself in my heart, I can't fail, I can't fail, I can't become like you----- then I'm better than dead. ”

The muscles on Dong Xinhang's face twitched a little.

Unexpectedly, his favorite junior looked at himself with such a mentality, and he regarded himself as a negative example of his struggle, a living textbook.

If an elder can only bring this kind of influence to future generations, then ----- will indeed make people feel that life is worse than death.

"If it were someone else, I was confident that I could be at peace with him, and I wouldn't be a friend or an enemy. But Tang Chong---- I can't do it. I know what kind of person I am, and I know what kind of person he is. Now that I have the resources of Jiang Dong's family, I can press him. When he is in power, who will be able to hold him down?"

"The Jiang family, the Dong family, or me? No one can suppress him. Why did Jiang Keren still occupy the Jiang family's Dongdian and not let go? Didn't he just want to leave this biggest piece of fat to his son? If Tang Zhong took over Dongdian, it would be tantamount to swallowing the Jiang family in one bite. At that time, the Dong family will be able to die well? Will the Jiang Dong alliance still be able to continue? What is the significance of this marriage?"

"Third uncle, why don't we strangle the danger in the cradle, and wait until the matter reaches the point of no return?

Dong Xiaobao walked to the back of the wheelchair, pushed Dong Xinhang outside, and said with a smile: "Third uncle, I am not ruthless, but wise." I know what I'm doing this for, and I know what I'm going to get out of doing it----- so we're going to say our final goodbyes to him as friends or some other relationship. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"Does your grandfather know about this?" Dong Xinhang asked in a deep voice.

Dong Xiaobao pondered for a moment and said, "He didn't object. ”

"Alas. Dong Xinhang sighed heavily and said no more.

"Third uncle, don't sigh. You should be happy. You think, former rival, his son will soon die in front of you. There is also the woman you couldn't pursue back then, she will soon taste the bitter tears of rejecting you, you should be happy. Aren't you? Don't you hate them?"

"You don't hate, I hate. For so many years, every time I see you, my hatred for them increases by a point---- thirty years in Hedong, forty years in Hexi, it's time for them to experience this miserable and desperate life over there. I hope they can have the courage to survive for a year like the third uncle------ I really look forward to it. ”

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Dong Xiaobao just pushed Dong Xinhang out of the door when he saw a majestic Land Rover rushing towards him.

Hoarse!

The Land Rover stopped at the gate of the small courtyard, and its wheels crushed the snow with a clattering sound.

Dong Bodhi pressed the car window, sat in the car and asked, "Dong Xiaobao, where are you going to take the third uncle on such a cold day?"

Dong Xiaobao didn't expect to meet Dong Bodhi at this time, and said with a smile: "The third uncle has an old friend who has been in Yanjing for many years, and I will take him to meet guests. ”

"Is it?third uncle's friend?" Dong Bodhi was a little skeptical. After Dong Xinhang's legs were paralyzed, because of the background of the Dong family, there was an endless stream of people who had just begun to visit him. Later, after Dong Xinhang refused to see the guests and blocked everyone out, fewer and fewer people visited him. Later, I didn't see anyone coming for several years.

"Third Uncle can't have friends?" Dong Xiaobao said with a smile. "Why are you here?"

"I have something to go back to Yanjing, so I thought about coming over to see the third uncle before leaving, and I will go to Mingzhu tomorrow. Dong Bodhi said.

"That's not a coincidence. Dong Xiaobao looked at his watch and said, "The time for the third uncle to make an appointment with someone is almost up." We've got to get over there. Otherwise, it would be rude. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

"Even if I've seen it. Dong Bodhi said with a smile. "Third uncle, it's not that I don't come to see you, it's that you're too busy. Since you have a friend coming, let's hurry over. ”

She looked at Dong Xiaobao with a smile again, and said, "The third uncle of the family has a friend, what are you doing dressed like this? I don't know, I think you got married secretly tonight." ”

"I won't get married secretly, I'm going to ask you for a big red envelope. Dong Xiaobao said with a smile. "I invested the money you made to open a yoga studio, and now that you're making money, when I get married, you have to show it, right?"

"Yes, it will definitely be expressed. Dong Bodhi waved his hand very boldly.

Dong Xiaobao smiled, and together with two black-clothed bodyguards, he lifted Dong Xinhang to the special Mercedes-Benz RV with the wheelchair under his buttocks, and the driver drove slowly away from the small courtyard.

Dong Xiaobao looked at the Land Rover that was still parked at the door through the rear mirror, and his face was gloomy.

"She's your sister. Dong Xinhang said.

"I know. Dong Xiaobao grinned. "Wouldn't it be nice not to know anything?"

He instructed the driver in front of him, "Go around Canterlot and beware of someone following." ”

"Yes. The driver agreed.

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Knock Knock-----

There was a knock on the door.

The nomadic black-clad bodyguard quickly flashed to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes. After identifying the visitors outside, he nodded to the nomad.

"Open the door. Nomad said.

Jiang Rulong, who was holding a teacup in his hand, smiled, became emotional again, stood under the eaves of the porch and shouted: "Tang Chong, another friend has come to visit you." ”

Tang Chong's mouth opened unconsciously, but he couldn't speak.

His hair was covered with a layer of mist, his face was covered with a thin layer of ice, his face was as pale as a compress, and his lips were purple and red like blood.

In a short period of time, his eyes were already bloodshot. The eyes seemed to be open and closed, and the eyelids tried to be closed, but they tried to open again and again.

Once it's closed, I'm afraid I won't be able to open it again. Once you fall asleep, you are afraid that you will never wake up again.

Knowing that Dong Xiaobao was coming, Jiang Yilin also came out of the house. She stood in the corridor and watched Dong Xiaobao personally carry Dong Xinhang in with others.

Dong Xiaobao couldn't help but be happy when he saw Tang Chong who was frozen in the ice cave, and said, "Who came up with this idea? ”

"It's good to be satisfied. Jiang Rulong said with a smile. "In the future, this method of death will be called 'Cool Heart', is it also a big innovation?"

"Count. Calculate. Dong Xiaobao said with praise. "But the Inuit make a house out of ice and snow, and this thing is sure to kill people? You have to be careful, but you can't be yin by him. ”

Khan Qing reminded. Jiang Rulong pointed to a water bottle next to him and said, "So someone has been pouring warm water on him, so that it is convenient to cool down our friends' bodies." You didn't show up just now, so I asked them to take it easy. When your goodbye is over, we can put on a good show of the frozen living. Oh no, it's the frozen star. ”

"Kill it. When Dong Xinhang saw the scene in front of him, he felt frightened. These young people, why are their minds so vicious?

Compared with them, the tricks he played with others back then have become a master. It seems to be really outdated.

"Third uncle, don't worry. Dong Xiaobao patted the back of Dong Xinhang's hand and said, "I still have something to say to him." Otherwise, this heart is a little unwilling after all. ”

Dong Xiaobao walked up to Tang Chong, patted his face with his hand, and said, "It's so cold." It's a pity that this good leather naan is gone. ”

Maybe it was because he heard Dong Xiaobao's voice, or maybe he was awakened by Dong Xiaobao's slapping on the face, Tang Zhong ended his state of confusion and suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a mist in his eyes, and even his long eyelashes were frozen by the snow. However, this could not hide the red bloodshot and endless murderous aura in his eyes.

"Dong Xiaobao. Tang Chong's teeth chattered, and his voice trembled. "Your fiancée cuckolded you. ”

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Everyone was stunned.

None of them expected that Tang Chong would not forget to sow discord and give people bad medicine at this time.

(PS: I don't know what's going on, my eyes are in tears as soon as I look at the computer.) I'm getting better today after ordering eye drops.

"The Heavenly King" is coming to an end, and this is the most difficult time like the beginning of a book.

There are too many pits to be buried, too many plots to be explained, and many characters to be brilliant.

There must be blood and emotion. There will be tears, and there will be joy.

There is nothing to repay your love, only these self-satisfied episodes imagined by Lao Liu, who has a low IQ. ）