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Han's father was widowed in his early years, and he didn't enjoy an idle life since he brought his son into a demon king with a handful of and urine. The most I do every day is to clean up the mess left by my son non-stop, and this life lasted for more than ten years and finally ended half a month ago.

Father Han, who had been tired all day, lay on the bed, sighed comfortably, and looked at the moon outside the window and felt much more pleasing to the eye...... Wait, what's the shadow that just flashed past?

The heroes do not change their bravery.

At that moment, Father Han rolled a carp and picked up the dagger under the pillow, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart.

[Which one is lacking in morality, it must be the one who was brought down by me a few days ago, the Zhao family sent them, not to them, the whole family has been put in prison by me, is it a relative who can't beat the door to take revenge, is it stupid not to rob property to ......take revenge at this critical juncture]

It can be seen from the above that Han's father is the same as his son.

If you are ruthless, you can make up for it eighteen times around the earth, and you don't want to think about what property you have to fight for when everyone is bankrupt.

Now the old and strong Han's father narrowed his eyes, and he estimated in his heart that his opponent must be going to his study to steal confidential documents.

He sneered and thought to himself, can confidential documents be placed in a place like the study where the general public can think of it with their toes? He glanced at his socks meaningfully, and then crept out of his own house like a thief, only to find that the thief did not seem to be destined for his study.

Then he watched as the dark shadow reached into his little rabbit's room.

Father Han: Damn, I'm mentally retarded.

I can't even figure out where the study is, and I dare to run and steal things.

It can be seen that Han's father's brain circuit is not an ordinary Qingqi.

After escaping from Zhou Fu's car, Han Fang didn't run away as Zhou Fu thought, he squatted behind a big tree in the parking lot, and Zhou Fu, who didn't know the truth, didn't know that he was less than five meters away from Han Fang, and drove the car away.

Han let go and rubbed his hand on the tree in an attempt to break free of the rope, and he had silently decided in his heart that he must bring some self-defense weapons with him in the future, otherwise he would be passive.

Suddenly, a shadow enveloped Han Fang, and he was shocked to turn his brain eighteen turns, and before he could think of a bend, he saw a coin being thrown in front of him.

The coin circled around the ground a few times before reluctantly lying down.

At the same time, there was a sigh overhead: "Take it and buy a bun to eat." ”

Han Fang: "......"

retarded.

The young man's face is white and beautiful, he is white, I don't know why he is a little dirty, he looks lonely and lowers his head and lowers his eyes, and the hazy sadness can make people's hearts soften by three points just by looking at it, and it is simply a point that pierces a flood in the bottom of his heart, commonly known as a cute point.

So after that coin set a precedent, it was out of control.

Well, no kid knows where to squat and what to do with his hands behind his back, but he looks so pitiful, so it's better to give him some money to buy something to eat.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but put my hand in my pocket.

If Han Fang is kicked out of the house one day, he may be able to make a fortune with his harmless face.

Han Fang looked at the coin in front of him uncertainly, his hand was hot and painful, because of the friction for a long time, but unfortunately the rope was still not loosened for half a minute, maybe in the near future Han Fang should learn how to unbuckle the rope with his backhand, but now his face is also burning hot.

Han Fang experienced the taste of being a beggar for the first time in his life, he closed his eyes and got up, his steps staggered, and he almost fell weakly under his feet because of the lack of blood supply to his brain, and only after it was dark for a while did he drag his steps towards the alley.

Passerby B is an office worker, because of work overtime is a common thing, today the company rarely raised her hand did not let her continue to work overtime without pay, she happily called his brother passerby A so that he would not be used to pick her up from work today, she can take a walk and enjoy the scenery along the way.

Unfortunately, she didn't see anything but the exhaust fumes of the car, so she crossed the street with her hands under her eyes.

Passerby B's family lives in a relatively remote place, and even the road is a little remote, so when someone suddenly appeared in front of her and stared at her, fear pressed her nerves and made her shout in a sharp voice: "Rape-"

Han Fang, who was upgraded from a beggar to a rapist: "......"

The result of the remote place was that no one paid attention to her at all, and the passers-by were trembling and filtering in their minds one hundred and eight plans to break the net, but the person on the other side did not move, which made her brave to look at the person in front of her.

The young man's eyebrows are slightly frowned, his face is childish but beautiful and delicate, and his eyebrows are careless with the pampered and well-pampered, and at this time he raised his eyebrows and looked at passer-by B, his eyes were cold (in fact, he was annoyed).

Passerby B's thoughts made the god turn to another level, no matter how you look at it, she took advantage of it.

Passerby B's heart was about to move, and then he heard the person on the other side say, "Can you do me a favor?" ”

Passerby B said without hesitation: "Yes, I can help with anything." ”

Han Fang gave her a strange look, if he hadn't been able to break free of this thing in his hand, he wouldn't have wanted to go to someone for help.

Han Fang asked passer-by B to help untie the rope, she complained in her heart that she couldn't see his hand while reaching out to help him pull the rope, a little unclear and lost, well, there are really people in this world who look like people want to commit crimes.

Han Fang's delicate skin and delicate body are delicate, his hands are tied so tightly and he hasn't untied the rope before passer-by B looks a little distressed, Han Fang's hands are beautiful and slender like a painter's hand, and the weak ones can only be used to cultivate sentiment, but his wrists are red, swollen and broken, which is a little unbearable to look at in comparison.

When the rope was untied, Han Fang's first thought that came to him in an instant was that he was free.

Then he glanced at the rope in the hand of passer-by, no wonder he couldn't break free, it was a cowhide rope, and the harder he struggled, the tighter it was tied.

Han Fang thanked him without any sincerity and left, the girl stood in place with a rope in her hand, looking at his departing back, stunned and didn't know what to think.

Han Fang's purpose went straight to his old house, and it was hard to guarantee that Zhou Fu would be so angry that he would say everything if he didn't say anything now, so he should leave as soon as possible.

Han Fang remembered the two turtles at home, so let's put them where they will die alone.

He remembered the pile of snacks at home that he hadn't had time to pamper, and the latest version of the game disc in the cupboard.

#带走, take it all away#

In fact, the most important thing is his private money.

The old man of his family lives an extremely regular life, in Han Fang's impression, he dragged him up for breakfast at eight o'clock every day, and then the two of them went to the company and the other went to sleep after eating, and they didn't interfere with each other and went out to wave when Han Fang was full of sleep, until five o'clock in the evening he called him back for dinner, Han Fang dared to kill him a minute late, and his father dared to kill him and catch him back for dinner, he almost wondered if his father was obsessive-compulsive.

A large part of the time before eight o'clock was to clean up the sins created by Han Fang, and his father was reluctant to push his son out to admit his mistakes, so he said a few words and gave some gifts to suppress those deeds that dared to be angry and dare not speak, which made Han Fang more and more unscrupulous later.

It's like kicking your nose in the face.

Every time Han Fang went out and came back, it was accompanied by the birth of a bunch of enemies.

Han's father used to hypnotize himself, and the child was still young, so it would be good when he grew up. I didn't expect that when I was young, I was crooked, and I couldn't control it when I grew up, but whenever he was ruthless, the other party couldn't do it as soon as he was obedient.

Han Fang is very rare, so rare that people who have always been lawless show a little vulnerability to you, and they really can't do it.

So I had to turn a blind eye.

Han Anxin thought that without him recently, it was estimated that his father would definitely have a very worry-free life and lay down in bed early.

Unexpectedly, it was already ten o'clock, his father was still tirelessly staying in the study to deal with the documents, Han Fang's room location was very delicate, it was specially arranged by Han's father to monitor this little rabbit cub, saving him from sneaking out to play in the middle of the night, Han Fang would pass under Han's father's nose no matter where he went.

Han Fang lay on the tree and waited for his father to clean up and go to bed, he climbed over the tree, but unfortunately it backfired, his father was obviously still unsatisfied, but Han Fang's eyelids had already begun to fight, if he was not careful, he would hang in the air and roll down, Han Fang really wanted to squint for a while.

It was close to eleven o'clock, and his father finally gave up.

Han Fang's eyes lit up, he kept a posture and kept it a little stiff, the hard work paid off, it was not in vain that he was ambushed here and ambushed all the people who were ambushed were going to fall asleep, and the opportunity finally came.

After waiting for a while, since the light in Han's father's room went out, Han Fang began to attack his room unremittingly, his wrist was originally a little unable to exert his strength because of the time it had been tied for a little longer, but after a while, it was almost recovered, except that he couldn't exert too much force.

Han Fang gritted his teeth and shuttled through his own building, how did he know that just the shadow that flashed by the moonlight could be captured by his father, and he thought that his father had already fallen asleep.

But when he entered his room, he felt that something was wrong.

There are thieves.

This is the first reaction.

Han Fang can make a fuss and live until now, in addition to his family background, he also relies on instinct, otherwise where can he stay here intact.

He was not afraid to steal to his house.

Han Fang narrowed his eyes and came out with a sneer.

At the same time, Father Han's eyes narrowed, and he sneered and clenched the dagger in his hand, seeing that Lao Tzu didn't stab you secretly.

As the saying goes, if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move, this is suitable for people with good patience, Han Fang is farting here, in the dark room, Han Fang kicked the chair in one direction with one foot and kicked it hard.

Fortunately, Han's father was in the dead corner, and he didn't hit it, but he was frightened by this suddenness, and he had a thought in his heart, thinking that this road was a bit like his son's style, no matter how much 3721 came up, it was a kick......

But then the next second was furious, this little thief was also lawless, and stealing things dared to be so rampant, it was simply an anti-customer-oriented rhythm.

The Han family was born as a bandit, and Father Han's demeanor on weekdays looks like a smile, but he is still quite unreasonable in his bones, but he is not as blatant as his son, if ordinary people would have called the police and shouted people a long time ago, but Father Han should not look at the soft-heartedness on the surface, but in fact, it is not as comfortable as falling into Han's hands, and now he is stimulated by this, and his blood is surging.

Then I heard Han Fang sneer: "You don't want your life, do you?" Dare to steal to my house. ”

Han's father: "......"

The dagger in the palm of his hand was loosened.