Chapter 827: Huangyue
Two people have two coffins, one of which has no one in the coffin.
"Son, where are you going to take this coffin?" Dad asked, "If nothing else, in ten minutes, the police in the provincial capital will surround us." ”
Hearing the word police, Fan Hong, who was in the coffin, was excited, and at this time he especially missed the respectable and lovely police uncle.
He was stuffed in a coffin that called one, and one was suffocated. If it weren't for the fear that I would directly abolish his second child, Fan Hongzai would have scolded his mother in the coffin and shouted to the heavens and the earth.
And Fan Hong didn't expect that I would be so bold and dare to attack him directly, or go to Fan's house, do I really want to die? This time, the people in the capital called him personally, and they had to take me down.
That's why Fan Hong dared to pretend to be forced in front of me, but now the plot is beyond his expectations, and he is confused. said that he could pretend to be forced, but now it has become a second stroke, and this situation of falling from heaven to hell makes his young heart feel that the world is unprecedented dark.
Fan Hong has grown so big, especially after entering the officialdom, it can be said that he has been in the camp step by step, step by step, plus he has a family background, so he has risen to the position so quickly, in the officialdom, he must be low-key, because he doesn't know which day he will provoke someone who shouldn't be messed with.
But at this moment, Fan Hong feels that his three views have been subverted, I, a black generation, and the boss who founded the alliance can beat him as the leader of the provincial city, what does this mean? What does that mean? It's simply a regression of society.
Fan Hong is not able to use his toes, why do I dare to be arrogant to him so confidently?
"yes, I know." I said, "After all, Fan Hong is a person with a background, but I am a person who does not do things absolutely, so we will go to officialdom now." ”
"What square?"
"Where there is a flag."
Dad knew what I meant, and gave a thumbs up; "Son, your method is very good, this is a person who provokes the entire provincial capital."
"So what?" I said indifferently, "Isn't your dad covering me behind my back?" ”
Dad said haha; "I like the way you talk, don't you have a little respect for me now?"
"Yes, I have a lot of respect for you." I said, "It's really a time to fight for a father." ”
"Let's go, you can play whatever you want, the sky is high and the emperor is far away."
"Aren't you afraid that people from the provincial capital will report to the capital?"
Dad said contemptuously: "They are not afraid of being scolded, and if they are not afraid of losing face, they can report it, and this matter should be covered up..... Take 10,000 steps back, even if you really make a report, what are you afraid of? If I don't let you do such a thing, then I don't deserve to be your father, my son is happy, and of course my son is happy. ”
Fan Hong, who was in the coffin, almost spurted a mouthful of blood when he heard my conversation with my father.
"Dad, you're so nice. "I said with a smile, "Let's do this kind of thing often in the future, so that the legend of our father and son will spread in China." ”
Dad raised his middle finger.
I laughed.
Soon, we were under the flagpole in the square.
I opened the coffin opening.
"Fan Shao." I said with a smile. "How do you feel now?"
Fan Hong looked at me in a daze, thinking I was joking, and asked, "What do you want to do?" ”
"See what's on it?" I pointed.
Fan Hong looked at it: "The national flag." ”
"Are you worthy of the flag," I said solemnly, "do you touch your conscience, do you face the flag?" ”
Fan Hong didn't speak.
He tried to retort, but suddenly he felt a strong force that left him speechless.
Is he worthy of the flag?
His face was extremely pale.
"Being an official is not for the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes." I came up with a posture of uprightness, "Serving the people is easy to say, but it is difficult to do." ”
My father was in awe of me: "Son, you hang, I have never seen such a book of nonsense or so righteous." ”
I turned around and said dignified and solemn; "I'm serious."
I turned my head to look at Fan Hong, with aggressive eyes; "You say, what do you do to truly serve the people."
Fan Hong was speechless, he lowered his head.
In the end, a look of guilt flashed on Fan Hong's face.
"People, be worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth." I said word by word, and then told Fan Hong to lie down.
Fan Hong said; "What the hell do you want to do?"
"Let you get up close and personal with the power of the Red Flag." I said, "Let you be filled with a sense of justice, full of service to the people of China, love the motherland, love the people." ”
My body springed up, and then I tied the coffin that was attached to Fan Hong to the flagpole.
Fan Hong didn't shout or scream inside, because it was all a waste of energy, if shouting was useful, would I let him go?
It's just that this feeling of suspension makes Fan Hong want to vomit.
On the ground, I smiled elegantly: "The police are coming, let's go, Dad." ”
"Hmm."
"What are you doing with such a coffin?" I asked.
"Such a good coffin, lost and wasted." Dad said, "Take it home." ”
"Don't." I said, "It's a little too unlucky, I don't want a coffin." ”
Dad said; "That's okay, I'll do it, you go back to the security department now, and the results will come out tomorrow."
I say; "What about you?"
"I'll just wander around." My dad said.
My suspicious eyes; "There shouldn't be any lover of yours here, right?"
Dad gave me a blank look; "No, I'm so big that I can control my lower body."
I was serious: "What kind of brother did you get out of me?" “
Dad said; "You can fuck off."
I laughed, and then took a quick taxi to the Department of Homeland Security.
When I showed up at the Land Department, the people looked at me stupidly.
I beckon; "Why? I just went out for a barbecue and didn't know me anymore? ”
Mr. Fu: "Well, didn't you leave with your dad?" ”
He had already told King Ji about this matter, and King Ji didn't express his opinion after hearing it, just a sound of oh, and then there was no more.
"Yes, but I heard the news that someone from the capital will come down tomorrow." I said, "So, I'll come back, or I'll be a great sinner." ”
Mr. Fu: "Chen San, what are you doing?" ”
"No, I'm going to bed, it's not early," I said, "Mr. Fu, what about you?" ”
"I can't sleep."
"Then let's play chess." Am I kind" Insomnia is not good. ”
"No, I don't want to be abused."
Mr. Fu didn't bird me either, let me fool around here, and turned his head back.
"Guys, I'm going back to sleep too, you want to find someone to talk to, find me." I said to the group with a grin.
These people shook their heads, thinking that my brain was not quite right, and came back, it was too strange, so I might as well go back to sleep.
..........
Pulling a coffin.
Humming the desolate and pathetic poems of the Tang and Song dynasties.
On the deep street, Chen Wudi looked a little lonely.
It was as if a dark night of death was wandering the world.
I don't know how long it has been, maybe I'm tired, maybe I'm a little worried.
Chen Wudi actually lay directly on top of the coffin.
Then look at the night.
"There's no moon, no wonder the mood isn't beautiful."
I don't know when, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.
"After so many years, your taste hasn't changed much, it's been a long time."
Chen Wudi sat up, crossed his legs, and looked at the person who suddenly appeared like an old monk.
A woman.
A woman who will not be forgotten at a glance.
A woman of peerless elegance.
Chen Wudi still has two words that he hasn't said, these two words are wife.
"Chen San is your son, and he is also my son, you want to serve a year in prison, you didn't ask me." The woman's eyes seemed to be staring at Chen Wushu like flames.
"He has agreed, and I believe that my son will become the one who will be the unification in the future," Chen Wudi said, "Find the broken army, so that he will be the real Ziweixing." ”
"This kind of physiognomy legend, you really take it seriously."
"It's true, otherwise, Dad wouldn't have gone to Dongying to destroy their feng shui." Chen Wudi said.
"My throne will be passed to him." The woman said word by word, "The king of a country, what do you want, what is the use of the great unification of martial arts." ”
"Huangyue, even if you pass the throne to Xiao San now, he has the ability to inherit it." Chen Wudi said, "He is still too young and not experienced enough, I hope he will grow up a little bit and have extraordinary skills, so that he can take over your throne." ”
"I said yes, just do it. Huang Yue said, tapping her finger.
Chen Wudi smiled, and in the next second, with a bang, the coffin exploded.
And Chen Wudi is still an old monk sitting cross-legged.
Just sit in mid-air.
"Huangyue, you're still a little short-tempered." Chen Wudi said leisurely.
"I want my son to go abroad now." Huang Yue said, "You can do it yourself." ”
Hearing her say this, Chen Wudi was a little anxious, his body fell to the ground, and he stood in front of Huangyue at once.
"Huangyue." Chen Wudi looked at her with an affectionate gaze, "Just like this, I promise you that I will let my son suffer a little grievance for the last time, and the chess pieces of the Chen family will also come out next year." ”
"He's my son." Huang Yue said, "After so many years, I don't want to lose him again. ”
Chen Wudi held Huang Yue's hand.
"Let go, don't be rude to Huangyue."
Only one voice could be heard.
A strong murderous aura surged over.
Chen Wushu glanced at the man who came out with contempt and said with a smile; "Your Flower Protector? It's a little too tender. ”