Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 812 Don’t Stare at Money and Women Every Day

Ye Changqing looked at Jia Wenwan and felt inexplicably heavy-hearted.

Jia Wenwan is already old. In an ordinary family, she would have long reached the age of enjoying her retirement.

But she is a killer.

Living on the edge of a knife every day.

Even in such a situation, he was still willing to take the risk of killing someone for a young man.

Seeing Ye Changqing silent, Jia Wenwan held out her hand and said, "Can you give me your phone? I'll write down Li Zifu's message and return it to you."

Ye Changqing shook his head: "No need, let me do it." In fact, he had originally planned to avenge Chen Xuewen, but that guy insisted on taking revenge personally.

The matter was just dropped.

It would be better to do it yourself than to let an old lady do it now.

Jia Wenwan frowned: "Do you feel sorry for me because I'm old?"

Ye Changqing shook his head: "That's not what I meant, I just thought, I should go faster."

Jia Wenwan said coldly: "I'm not a fool, I know what you mean.

They just feel sorry for me because I’m old.

Will the next step be to let me retire?

Kick me out of the accident building?"

Ye Changqing sighed: "In fact, I am not only the master of the Accidental Building, but also the master of the Farm Gate.

Chen Xuewen is a farmer, so it's my duty to do something for him."

Jia Wenwan said, “I’m old and not far from death.

I finally found something to do, and you took it away.

Fried dough sticks and soy milk every morning, a small bowl of noodles at noon, and a bowl of porridge in the evening. Such a life is too monotonous.

Let me do something.

Killing people and setting fires makes me feel the meaning of life."

When she said the last sentence, her eyes were shining, and she seemed to be younger and more energetic.

Kill someone?

Set a fire?

Ye Changqing was stunned. The old lady talked about these things as casually as other old ladies would talk about going to the vegetable market to buy eggs or throwing away garbage.

Is this still an old lady? This is clearly an assassin who kills one person every ten steps and leaves no trace in a thousand miles.

Seeing that the old lady was serious, he said no more and handed the phone over directly.

Jia Wenwan picked up the phone and sent the message directly to his own phone, then handed the phone to Ye Changqing: “I’ll get off the car and look for Li Zifu.

If there is a mission, I will come back at any time."

Ye Changqing took the phone: "Be careful, if anything happens, call me."

Jia Wenwan opened the car door and said with a smile, "I'm just killing someone, not going to the hospital, don't be nervous."

After saying this, he walked forward with a staggering step.

Just like an old lady going out to buy groceries, walking slowly.

Ye Changqing stood beside the car and watched the hunched figure moving forward. Zhou Weisheng smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, we are all killers and are used to acting alone.

Don’t worry.”

Ye Changqing sighed: "She is too old."

Zhou Weisheng glanced at Ye Changqing in surprise: "In our village, many people are older than her and are all farming.

Some people cultivate seven or eight acres of land.

Farmers are born to be like cattle and horses. As long as they are alive, they must be busy. "

Ye Changqing saw Jia Wenwan's back disappear and took out his phone: "I'll send you the news about Li Zifu.

You guys keep an eye on me.

Don’t let anything happen to the old lady.”

Zhou Weisheng was even more surprised: "Mr. Ye, are you asking us to protect the old lady?"

Ye Changqing hummed, lowering his head to operate his phone. Yang Wushuang's eyes showed shock: "Mr. Ye, we are all killers. We kill our targets, or we are killed by others.

Such is the fate of the killer.

You sent us to protect the killer...isn't that...against the rules?"

She has been a killer for so long, and she always feels like she is walking alone in a primeval forest full of dangers.

Then a wild beast would rush out and devour her.

She was mentally prepared to die at any moment.

And she has become accustomed to it. This is the life of a killer.

I didn't expect Ye Changqing to send several bodyguards to Jia Wenwan, a killer. This is more incredible than the sun rising from the west.

Ye Changqing sent them a message and put his phone in his pocket: “Rules?

There are no rules here. A killer's life is also a life.

She needs protection too! Besides, she is so old. "

After saying that, he got into another car and drove away.

in the car.

Yang Wushuang felt incredible: "A killer's life is also a life?

Did he say that?

Zhou Weisheng nodded: "Yes, that's what he said. I didn't expect that people like us are not qualified to enter hell after we die.

There are people who actually regard my life as a life!"

Wang Fangping said excitedly, "You all say that he treats us as tools to make money, like knives in his hands.

Once you're done with it, you're done.

I don't think Mr. Ye is such a person.

I don't want to leave the accident building.

I will follow Mr. Ye for the rest of my life!

Yang Wushuang, do you still want to go abroad?" Yang Wushuang frowned and said, "Put it aside for a while and observe. Most people have a histrionic personality.

I’ve seen so much.”

An abandoned yard opposite Qingjiang University in Jiangkou City.

There is a towering ancient tree in the yard, about seven or eight meters high. The shade cast by its crown is about the size of a tennis court.

under the tree.

Two old men are playing chess.

An old man in a white Tang suit was playing with two chess pieces in his hands, making rhythmic sounds like the pieces colliding.

The other old man was dressed more simply, in a gray short-sleeved shirt with a loose collar. It was obvious that he had worn it for too long and washed it many times, and it had become deformed.

The old man was wearing gray big pants and gray slippers.

He reached out and wiped the sweat off his forehead: "Lao Liu, how did you develop your chess skills? We've been playing together for several years, and I've never won once.

We lost this round again."

Old Liu picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip. "Old Zhang, playing chess is like life. You have to plan ahead and not just focus on the present."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone next to him rang.

He picked up the phone and pressed the answer button: "Hello, who is this?"

A man's voice rang out on the phone: "Mr. Liu, this is Li Zifu."

Old Liu frowned and said, "I don't know him."

The voice on the phone was a little anxious: "Don't hang up, I also attended the college gathering twenty years ago."

Old Liu said with certainty, "Impossible! I know the names of all the members of Jiulu."

The man on the phone coughed and said, "Actually... I'm just a waiter, not a member." Old Liu showed an impatient expression on his face: "What's the matter?"

Someone who is not even a member has no right to talk to him.

But the call had been answered, and he felt it necessary to find out.

Li Zifu said respectfully, “Mr. Liu, Wang Qingyun is dead. He was a member of Jiulu Academy.

He died suddenly. I was worried that the person had started to fight back!"

ba da~

The chess piece in Old Liu's hand fell, and his expression became panicked: "Do you have any evidence?"

Li Zifu was stunned for a moment and said, "He died. I went to investigate the cause, but I couldn't find any information.

If it wasn't that person, who could have blocked the news?"

Old Liu was silent for a while and then said, "I understand." Then he hung up the phone and sent a message.

Seeing Lao Liu on the phone, Lao Zhang smiled and said, "I don't usually see you answer the phone, but someone called you today. Is it your children?"

Old Liu smiled and said, "Yes, it's my children. They haven't called me for months, and when they do, it's to ask for money."

As he was speaking, his phone dinged and he received a text message.

He opened the text message and saw that it read: "Wang Qingyun is involved in a major corruption case. There is also a video of him going to a subordinate's house to gather a group for incest. He is also involved in a murder case... It's very complicated.

And he killed people on the spot.

This is what I learned in a hurry. If you want to know the details, you will have to wait for a while."

When Lao Liu saw the message, he snorted coldly and replied with a few words: "I know, they are all either greedy or womanizing.

No need to check, I know it." After sending the text message, he picked up the phone and called Li Zifu: "Hello, I have checked the matter clearly, it is not what you said.

Don't be so nervous every day.

And don’t call me anymore.”

Li Zifu was still a little unwilling: "Old Liu, I'm afraid that person will counterattack. I'm just taking precautions. Old Liu, I think it's necessary..."

Old Liu said coldly: "It's not your turn to feel that way. Do something serious instead of focusing on money and women all day long."

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

Then he said to Lao Zhang: "Continue!"

Lao Zhang smiled and said, "Your words just now were really impressive. I know you're a gatekeeper here, otherwise I would have thought you were a big boss in some unit."

Old Liu smiled and said, "Of course I have to be a bit more assertive when I'm calling my son. Come on, set up the chess pieces!"

Another plate! "

sunset.

An old lady was guarding the door of a villa.

Seeing a black car approaching in the distance, she walked slowly to the passage leading to the villa, then bent down to tie her shoelaces.

squeak~

The black car stopped.

The car window was lowered, Li Zifu stuck his head out and yelled at Mrs. Lai, "Hey, what are you doing? This is the door for cars to enter. Are you blind?

Get out! "