Chapter 9: Door-to-door bully!

Downstairs, several servants poured tea and water for the new aunt, and they were very busy.

Zhang Ruoyu sipped the tea, squinted at Han Jiangxue, who had not taken a bath, and said angrily: "I smell the bad smell from so far away, can you pay attention to personal hygiene?" Will you die if you take a bath? ”

Han Jiangxue, who had just sat down, got up angrily, but because she was too violent, her anger was not smooth, and her face turned pale.

Han Jiangxue has always loved cleanliness, and even has a bit of a cleanliness fetish, if it weren't for the harsh environment of Zhang Ruoyu's house, she wouldn't be able to untie her clothes and wouldn't sleep all night?

The knife-like eyes glanced at Zhang Ruoyu, and he took a shower upstairs with a cold face, and his heart was extremely desperate.

Han Dong, who was secretly observing, saw this scene, and an evil fire rushed straight to his brain.

As soon as this grandson came to the son-in-law, he was not only crazy with himself, but he was not even used to his sister!

What's the matter, joining our Han family as a bully is here?

Han ran back to the room in a rage, grabbed his mobile phone and called Han Shixiao: "Brother Xiao, you didn't look for that grandson last night?!" ”

Han Shixiao, who has always dared to act boldly, said: "I entertained a group of big people from the capital last night, and the time was delayed, and it was too late when I was done, for fear of affecting your sister's rest." ”

"Can you delay my sister's life events?" Han said angrily. "Do you know that grandson came to my house? Do you know how crazy he is? ”

Han Shixiao opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

No matter how arrogant he is today, he can't be more arrogant than last night.

"Brother Xiao, in a word, when are you going to clean him up?" Han Dong couldn't bear it for a second.

"Wait for a few days for the big shots from the capital to leave." Han Shixiao said euphemistically. "Xiaodong, you should have received the wind, there are big things happening in our coastal area in the past few days, and it will not end well if it is big."

When Han Dong heard this, he forcibly suppressed his violent emotions and asked eagerly: "Brother Xiao, is the big thing you are talking about, is it the memorial service of my idol Zhang Xiangbei?" ”

"Hmm." Han Shixiao nodded lightly. "The memorial service will be held three days later, and General Zhang's ashes will also be buried in Binhai, it is said that all the legends of the Beimang Army are here, and the whole city is currently on alert, and even the Binhai Naval District is on standby 24 hours a day."

Han Dong took a deep breath of cold air, and his heart was fascinated.

is worthy of being the legendary god of war that he has admired for many years, the leader of Beimang, and even the next funeral and a memorial service have caused a sensation in the city.

Han Dong hesitated, and his attitude changed sharply: "You can slow down the matter of cleaning up that grandson, but there is another thing, Brother Xiao, you must help me immediately." ”

"What's the matter?" Han Shixiao was inexplicably a little nervous, and he didn't know if he was beaten last night and lost his confidence.

"As far as my idol is concerned." Han Dong said solemnly. "As far as I know, this memorial service is not open to the public, if you want to enter, you have to have a pass, Brother Xiao, you can help me get a few tickets."

"How many?" Han Shixiao's voice suddenly became sharp.

I don't know if I'm asking Han Dong how many he wants to get, or if I'm shocked that he actually wants to get a few.

"More than forty." Han Dong shrugged. "He's the spiritual icon of our class."

"You drank too much fake wine?"

On the other side of the phone, Han Shixiao's tone became extremely irritable: "Do you know that this memorial ceremony is directly responsible for the Beimang Army?" The reason why it is held in our coastal area is only because General Zhang's ancestral home is in the coastal area? ”

"So what?" Han Dong couldn't understand why Brother Xiao suddenly jumped like thunder, and he was usually not very stable. "What does it have to do with how many passes I have?"

"Why is it okay?" Han Shixiao's voice was getting higher and higher. "The tickets were all given by Beimang, and the Binhai authorities only got a total of fifteen, and the Binhai Naval District, which is a brother unit, only got ten. In other words, there are only 25 people in our entire coastal realm who are qualified to go to the memorial site. As soon as you kid opened his mouth to ask me for more than forty sheets? I'll carry a bag of explosives to the Beimang Army garrison to rob you? ”

Han Dong was stunned by the scolding of his head and face.

After hesitating, he also felt that he was a bit of a lion, and couldn't help but feel aggrieved: "Then make four head offices, right?" The four brothers in our dormitory are all the hardcore of General Zhang, and if we can't send the idol on the last ride, we will regret it for the rest of our lives. ”

"Which of the more than 30,000 military cadets in your school is not Zhang Xiangbei's hardcore? There are more than 3 million soldiers in the country, which one is not Zhang Xiangbei's hardcore? Not to mention being a soldier, how many ordinary citizens don't regard him as a national hero? According to what you say, does the Beimang Army have to hold General Zhang's urn and hold a national performance, so that you hardcores will have no regrets? ”

Han Dong frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Xiao, if you can't get a ticket, forget it, don't joke about my idol!" ”

Did this filial brother eat a gun? Or is it stimulated by something? Why are you so grumpy today?

Han Shixiao also realized that his emotions were a little out of control, and his subjective assumption might be that the slaps last night made his brain stupid, and he spat out a turbid breath: "I really can't get a ticket, and the big man who gets the ticket in Binhai can't be willing to give it to me, but there is someone who may be able to help you." ”

"Who?" Han Dong immediately became energetic and impatient. "Brother, my own brother, tell me quickly!"

"Even if I tell you, you may not be embarrassed to speak." Han Shixiao paved the way, afraid that Han Dong, who had strong self-esteem, would not be able to stand it.

But looking at the entire coast, he is the only one who can still get a ticket from Beimang.

"As long as this person can get a ticket, as long as he can send the idol on his last ride, Lao Tzu can be a dog for him!" Han Dong said enthusiastically. "Brother Xiao, don't ink, say it quickly."

"Zhang Ruoyu." Han Shixiao said loudly.