Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

The sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became lively.

"Boss, Ata is back, did you miss me?"

"Sister An An, I brought you some snacks, eat them while they're hot."

Qi An tasted a few pieces and said, "Mm, not bad, it's quite delicious."

The three of them gathered together to eat snacks. Fugui happily handed over the small amount of money and then looked at He Jiabao outside.

"Sister An An, this is that Chao Xiong little pervert. Tsk, look at his face, so miserable. Did you beat him?"

"Well, the little bastard tried to attack me by surprise, but I got him beheaded. I also took care of those two old guys who were spewing shit."

Fugui slapped his thigh and said, "If we are not so close, I will give Xue a lesson too, hehe."

Next, Qi An briefly told Fugui and Ata about her plan, and the tea party ended.

Fugui rubbed his hands together and said, "Sister An An, I'll go right away and I'll definitely kill those two idiots."

The casino was bustling with people and decadence, and the faces of the gamblers who had lost all their money were filled with desire and madness.

Here, money is not money, it is bargaining chips. Some people go to heaven in one second, while others go to hell in one second.

He Zhuang and his wife's lips were trembling and their faces were pale. They watched helplessly as the mountain of chips in the middle of the table was swept away by the dealer.

It's all over.

A few days ago, they were introduced by someone and moved from the mahjong hall to the casino.

At first, I just gambled a little in the low-end games, but I didn’t expect my luck to be so good that I won more than 100,000 yuan in a few days.

The two were overjoyed and felt that they had found a way to get rich. After discussing it, they decided to go to the high-end bureau to make their fortune.

But the threshold for high-end games is high, and the capital they have is not enough.

The introducer also "kindly" told them: "Although playing in high-end games is like picking up money with a basket on your back, since you don't have enough capital, just play in low-end games to make a little money."

The couple, who were feeling carried away, heard the word "although" and chose to ignore the words after "but".

They went home, stole the property certificate, and mortgaged it to the casino in exchange for two million.

Then they confidently sat on the chairs of the high-end games, where even the dealers were beauties who were no less beautiful than celebrities.

He Zhuang won the first two rounds. The chips in front of him piled up into a small mountain. Both of them were so excited that their eyes turned red.

In the last hand, he took a good hand, pushed his hands, and bet all the chips in front of him.

Then, he lost.

Instantly nothing.

The two men went to the money-borrowing department of the casino in a devastated state, hoping to borrow more money, but were rejected.

"Please lend me another million, just one million, I will definitely win it back."

The person in charge smiled contemptuously: "Everyone who comes here says the same thing. For your own good, get out of here."

The two were thrown out by the black-clad thugs in the casino and walked back in despair.

The wind made me a little more sober. Thinking about the excitement and madness of the past few days, resentment and regret surged into my heart at the same time.

"Da Zhuang, how about... forget it, let's just continue playing mahjong from now on."

"But we lost the school district house. What will we do for Jiabao's schooling in the future?"

He Zhuang's wife said as a matter of course: "Isn't there He Qing? As Jiabao's aunt, doesn't she care about him going to school?"

"That's right. I asked my parents to ask her for more money so that she can use it as a down payment and buy another house. She will put Jiabao's name on the house and she will pay back the loan."

"Okay, let's do it."

With just a few words, the two of them arranged He Qing's salary clearly, and they didn't feel there was anything wrong with it.

Not far in front of them, a sweet-looking girl was on the phone, excitedly saying:

"Sister, I bought a house, haha. I just signed the contract, the full payment is three million."

"Where did I get so much money? Of course I borrowed it. I only make 3,000 a month. I can't afford it even if I work for another 500 years."

borrowed?

How did you borrow it?

The couple pricked up their ears nervously.

"Oh, I borrowed it online. The interest rate is lower than that of the bank. I borrowed 299 million. When the house price rises to 400 million, I will sell it and make a net profit of 100 million, haha."

The two men looked at each other, followed the girl closely, and listened to her imagination of what she would do with a million dollars.

Soon, the two forgot what they had just said, "Forget it."

After the girl hung up the phone, the two men rushed towards her from the left and right.

"Girl, can you introduce us to the website you mentioned?"

The girl's mouth opened into a brilliant smile: "Of course."

A quarter of an hour later, He Zhuang received a text message on his mobile phone, indicating that five million yuan had been deposited into his bank card.

The two men turned around and ran towards the casino.

Behind them, the girl looked at their backs and shook her head: "Sister An An is right, gambling dogs are really hopeless."

The girl, Fugui, looked around and saw that there was no one around, then disappeared from the spot in an instant.

In the casino, the person in charge exchanged the chips for them with a smile, his eyes full of sympathy and pity: "Good luck to you."

Tsk, it’s so hard to be a good person.

When Fugui returned to Qi An's sea of ​​consciousness, Qi An was outputting.

"What are you two old men doing standing there? Go and cook. He Jiabao should go too."

Mother He whispered, "Baby is a man, how can he cook? He will be laughed at. This is a woman's job."

Qi An slapped him, but it was He Jiabao he hit.

"Men don't eat? As a man, if you can't even cook, you are such a fucking waste. Go learn it. If you can't learn it, you will starve."

He's mother hurriedly protected He Jiabao behind her: "Why did you hit him? He didn't say anything."

Qi An took out He Jiabao's snacks and sat down to eat:

"From now on, no matter who of you says the wrong thing or does the wrong thing, I will only beat He Jiabao. After all, I am her aunt. If I don't take care of him, who will? Don't you agree?"

He's father and mother had no words to express their grievances. Every time they asked He Qing for money to help He Jiabao with his aftermath, they said the same thing.

You are his aunt, if you don’t take care of him, who will?

He Jiabao forced himself to suppress his murderous intent.

Now it’s impossible to beat him up, and He Qing is disciplining him in the name of an elder, so it’s useless even if we call the police.

It is better to go along with her first, let her think that she has changed, and then wait for her to let down her guard before taking action.

Living under the same roof, he didn't believe that he wouldn't find an opportunity. When the time comes, he would definitely take a picture of her begging for mercy when she was dying and enjoy it slowly.

"Haha, Sister An An, did you see the look in that little boy's eyes? Does he think he's pretending to be so good?"

Ata acted like a little adult, with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "You are still too young."

The two of them looked at the child's tender little face that was so tender that water could be pinched out of it, and laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt.

Ata's face flushed: "You...you are too much, I will ignore you, hum."

The child took the candied haws and ran to the corner, drawing circles angrily.

After the meal was finished, all five fingers of He Jiabao's left hand were cut by the kitchen knife, and He's father's hand was also burned by the cooking oil.

Two men who had never been in the kitchen and had never done any housework, cooked for the first time and caused a huge chaos.

He Jiabao handed over the chopsticks: "Aunt, eat."

Qi An smiled and refused: "No, your dirty blood will fall into the dishes, I find it disgusting."