Chapter Ninety-Two: This is not over

"You're my little apple

I can't love you enough

The little red face warms my heart

The fire that lit up my life・・・・・・"

"Hmm・・・・・・ hey?"

"Mom? Calling so early? What time is it? ”

"Well, I haven't gotten up yet, I slept late last night."

"Yes, yes, I know, I can take care of myself."

"It's good, the business is good, I made a lot of ・・・・・・ this month, I didn't sell anything, I picked up the leak, and the leak is not small, I dug it out of the copper mirror, I made ・・・・・・ En・・・・・・ I made more than 100,000 yuan."

"How can it be a crime, it all depends on my eyes and luck, I'm nothing, and I have picked up tens of millions of dollars, my dad understands, he can understand as soon as you talk to my dad."

"Definitely, you don't see whose son it is!"

"Where's Dad? Who is married? I'm not going, your colleague's children are getting married, and I don't know them, what are you going to do? ”

"Me? Sensei is in a hurry, and when my son finds a suitable one, he will definitely bring it back for you to palm. ”

"Don't worry, if you have money to find a junior, it must not have been done by me, I'm saying, I only have a few dollars, and I want to use it to open a store, well, don't spend it indiscriminately, you just put your heart in your stomach."

"Fairy? Okay, I'll pick it up, okay, that's it, well, hang up. ”

Putting down the phone, Su Ren stretched his waist for a long time, thinking about it, but he still didn't dare to say too much about the silver, for fear of frightening his mother, and touched the plush head of the little milk cat, which immediately caused the little guy to snort dissatisfied, the little guy became more and more sticky, he didn't sleep in his nest, and he drilled into his nest at night.

Parents have been teachers all their lives, carefully cultivating the next generation of the motherland, my mother teaches middle school Chinese, my father teaches university history, authentic scholars, cultural workers, and petty bourgeois families, which belong to the kind that is more than the upper than the bottom.

The old couple has a kind personality, is open-minded and good-tempered, and has never blushed in their lives.

At that time, she got married early, and Su Ren was born early, but a few years ago, my mother was happy to fall from the sky, and Lao Beng was pregnant with a pearl at the age of forty-two. I just want to give birth, but fortunately, the result is good, the production is smooth, there is no danger and the sequelae of strict zhòng, and a cute little princess is added to the family.

Su Ren was nineteen at the time, and now he is twenty-three, and the little princess has also reached the age of four and is in the kindergarten class, no, his parents attended the wedding, and the burden of taking care of his sister today was handed over to him.

High culture does not mean that the name is good, Su Ren, a layman. The little sister's name is even more evil, called Su Fairy, the pink and the flesh are cute, but the female is eighteen changes, who can guarantee that she will be beautiful in the future, I just hope that the little sister will not become disabled, and can give the name of the fairy correctly, otherwise she will grow into a dinosaur, with such a name, she must suffer from depression.

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"Sue me, what are these? Yes? Dead person? Or a meat pig humming on the board, waiting to be slaughtered. ”

The roar was an old man of about fifty years old, with triangular eyes, no white beard, a strong body, a straight waist, and no old look, and his face was pale and his lips trembled at this moment.

Splints, plasters, hanging bottles, even if they were prepared, they were almost outended by the scene in front of them, the ten-bed ward, his Hong family disciples alone occupied three rooms, crying and shouting half dead, such a scene, how can the old man not be shocked, how can the old man not be angry.

"What did you say at the beginning? It will definitely be done, things are easy, the other party is an ordinary boy who has learned kung fu, it's a piece of cake, now! And the result! I'll give it to you! You're talking! ”

Hong Ye had a large gauze on the bridge of his nose, and he was reprimanded by the old man like a grandson, silent for a while, and said, "He is very strong." ”

The old man squinted and said, "How strong." ”

"The fists and feet are powerful, the reaction is extremely fast, and the actual combat experience is abundant, as if brought from the mother's womb." Speaking of this, Hong Ye paused, and then said in a deep voice: "He kept his hand, otherwise with his one-handed wrestling, there would be few survivors." ”

After hearing this, the old man smiled angrily and said, "So, I want to thank him!" ”

The old man's heart was dripping blood, more than 20 elite disciples, the three Hong family members as the core, all broke their arms and legs, even if they recovered, the future kung fu would be wasted, and in one night, most of the Hong family's strength was gone.

The atmosphere in the ward was a little depressing, Hong Ye was silent, and after a long time, the old man asked again: "Judging from the fist road, do you know which disciple he is?" ”

After pondering for a moment, Hong Ye slowly shook his head and said: "He attaches more importance to actual combat, and there is no fixed routine, so he can't tell which boxing method it is." ”

Hong Ye thought of the chair that suddenly broke, the big knife that couldn't cut in front of him, and the inexplicable kick in the back, if there was an invisible person protecting Su Ren, then Hong Ye must believe it.

Say it? Hong Ye secretly vetoed it, there is no evidence for this matter, and it is too mysterious, even if he says it, no one will believe it, it will definitely make the old man think that it is an excuse to shirk, which will cause him to be even more angry.

The smell of disinfectant water in the hospital is very strong, and the effect of anesthesia gradually loses its effect, looking at the disciples who are moaning in pain, the old man brows and tendons, at this time, I don't know which patient muttered a sentence "call the police", and the angry old man scolded "waste" and "idiot".

The Hong family enclosed land everywhere, secretly a small shelf for three days, a big shelf for five days, and there were fights almost every month, doing gray and capitalless trading, over the years, who was clean under the fart/stock, and which one had never entered the trumpet?

In addition, if you call the police and let your peers know, what will the people outside think?

When encountering a soft one to collect money, and encountering a hard one to call the police, the Hong family bullied the soft and was afraid of the hard, and spread it out, and the prestige accumulated over the years was ruined, so can the Hong family collect money in the future, and he still wants this old face!

After scolding for a long time, the old man was tired enough, looking at the disciples who were huddled on the hospital bed, hiding in the quilt and shivering, the old man waved his hand weakly, and asked Hong Ye: "Panjiayuan property was taken by him?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Hong Ye showed a strange look on his face, and said in a muffled voice: "Confiscation, he ・・・・・・ he didn't sit in that chair in the end, and the property was handed over to the shopkeeper of several boutique pù, who is in charge, let them discuss it themselves, and then patted his farts and left, not participating in the rest of the matter." ”

"Tut, it's a big thought, with a monthly income of hundreds of thousands, just throw it away."

Gray income, the next nine fashion, is like a quagmire, as long as people go in, even if it is cleaned, it will leave deep traces.

The old man sneered: "People dislike our business and don't want to get involved, this is forcing him to be ruthless, specifically dealing with our Hong family, slapping my Hong family's face, wanting to get out, hehe, it's late, didn't he kick the door according to the rules?" Then let's challenge the competition according to the rules, Lao Jiu, you go back to your hometown in Cangzhou, so ・・・・・・"

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