Outside the ancestral hall, inside the courtyard.

"You've been smoking this brand of cigarettes?" said the bald Deng Changsheng snuffed out the cigarette holder and hid the remaining cigarette butts in his trouser pocket.

"Yes, crossing the river, three yuan a pack," there was no movement in the ancestral hall for the time being, and Deng Shuai also talked to Deng Changsheng, "But I said brother, you still hide your cigarette butts, are you still afraid of being discovered?"

"This is jumping on the grave, of course I am afraid of being punished. Deng Changsheng took out the perfume from his pocket and sprayed himself, and kicked away the fine cigarette ash with his foot, "Alzheimer's medicine should be quite expensive, how much salary do you pay from the Ministry of Security?"

"Be exquisite, give me some too. Deng Shuai took the perfume and sprayed it left and right, "It was originally eight thousand a month, but recently there have been a lot of things, and another thousand have been added," Deng Shuai said about the salary with a little eyebrows, "It's okay, right?"

"Don't say it, it's really quite high," Deng Changsheng smiled, "But don't you think it's a bit worthless to work hard for nine thousand a month?"

"Hey, I'm. Deng Shuai laughed at himself, "Besides, where does the money come from if you don't sell your life." ”

"I don't have much education, and I haven't studied since the second year of junior high school. Moving bricks outside, cutting hair, working night shifts in hot pot restaurants, doing everything, the salary is not high, and even the old lady's illness is not looked down upon. ”

"Three years ago, the Deng family, and now the salary is higher than those who went to college, hehe, I have a girl I liked in junior high school and went on a blind date with me a few days ago. ”

Deng Shuai smiled and was a little helpless: "But the old woman's body at home is not good, and she has to buy medicine for most of the money, otherwise she won't even recognize me when I get home one day." ”

"The rest of the bits and pieces, renting a house to eat, is about the same. Deng Shuai touched the cigarette in his pocket, "Smoking is very expensive, and I am not willing to buy expensive ones, so save some money." ”

Deng Changsheng nodded: "You are filial, you never thought of letting your aunt enter the nursing home? Maybe you can save some money to date the classmate you like." ”

"Why haven't I thought about it, but a good nursing home is expensive, and I'm afraid that my mother will be wronged if it's cheap. Deng Shuai frowned, "I'm just such a mother, she gave birth to me and raised me, although she often beats me, but it's all for my good." ”

"I can't grow up and support myself, so I'll leave her alone...... Besides, my junior high school classmates may not necessarily look down on me, my five big and three rough appearance. ”

"But if you want to put me aside, that's not for sure, I used to be very handsome, and people called me Ningshan Xiaohu Ge!"

Deng Shuai crackled and said, "Usually in the Ministry of Security, everyone does their own business, I want to talk to someone I haven't said anything, I said a little more today, don't mind." ”

"You guy is so polite," Deng Changsheng smiled: "Your business is very interesting, what do I mind?"

Observing Deng Shuai's words and deeds, he should be a pure thug, who has not experienced the filth of family deception, but has mixed up with today's idle position with a good salary.

But it's a pity.

"Hey, hey. Deng Shuai laughed twice, "If you have time in the future, we can rub mahjong and play cards, my home is in the Anxin community, and you can take a 12 bus from the headquarters." ”

"Okay, I must go," Deng Changsheng also smiled and changed the subject: "What does your junior high school classmate look like, is it still smart?"

"It's in your thirties, and you're still a fart. Deng Shuai sighed, "But the foundation is good, I was really delicate when I was a child, and I was so delicate...... What's that word called?"

"Delicate. ”

"Yes, yes, that's it, it's still a brother, you have culture. Deng Shuai stretched out his thumb and smacked his lips, "Just wear the suit given by my family, do you think it can be done?"

Deng Changsheng squinted and looked carefully: "It can be done!"

"Smack!"

Suddenly, at the entrance of the ancestral hall in the distance, a sound of porcelain cups breaking sounded, and all the security personnel in the courtyard turned their heads to look over there.

With the sound of the porcelain cup shattering, Deng Changsheng seemed to shiver, and his eyes lowered.

"What's the situation?" Deng Shuai also shoved the cigarette butt into his trouser pocket and hurriedly kicked the dust under his feet.

Suddenly, the anxious Deng Shuai's body shook.

He felt a chill in his chest, and before he could speak, the blood gushing out of his mouth had coughed up his throat.

Then there was red, sticky blood that soaked from his chest the suit he was going to wear on a blind date.

Deng Shuai lowered his head slightly, looking at the handle of the knife that was accurately stabbed into his heart. On the handle of the knife, a pair of powerful hands belong to Deng Changsheng.

He looked up at Deng Changsheng with deep doubts on his face.

Why?

Why kill me?

Deng Changsheng didn't speak, but jerked out the sharp knife, stabbed it in, pulled it out, and stabbed it in again.

The knife was inserted into the artery when it went in and out, and with the blood that almost jumped out, it splashed Deng Changsheng's face.

Deng Shuai's expression finally froze, he fell on his back, and the viscous red blood dyed the cyan leopard in the suit on his chest red.

"You and I have different paths. Deng Changsheng drew his knife and slowly put Deng Shuai on the ground.

"Your mother, I will take care of you, Anxin Community, right, as for the junior high school classmate you like...... You'd better forget about people. Deng Changsheng took out a white handkerchief and wiped his face and sharp knife.

put the sharp knife into the waistband of his trousers, and then sprinkled the bloodstained white handkerchief on Deng Shuai's face, and shook his head: "If you are not the old man's subordinate, maybe I can really go to your house to rub mahjong." ”

The same thing happened all over the yard.

It took only five or six minutes for the porcelain cup to shatter, and the younger generation of bodyguards had completed the assassination of the older generation of bodyguards.

The whole process was efficient and silent, as if they were killing a freshly bought chicken from the market, and they were only responsible for wiping the neck and bleeding.