Stand-in self-cultivation

Lying in the damp and dark basement, exhaustion enveloped him like a tide.However, when he closed his eyes, Jia Meng's panicked eyes kept appearing in front of him when he fell from the third floor.

uncomfortable.Jia Ran opened his eyes, lying on the bed stiffly, staring at the mildew in the corner in a daze.

The bed was hard, the pillows were too low, the quilt was damp, and there was a musty smell that he had almost forgotten.very uncomfortable.Familiar with the soft mattress and the smell of woody perfume on that person, he was actually scared when he returned to this dilapidated and hopeless depression.

Jia Ran rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, trembling all over.Relying on a stubborn energy to support until now, there is no longer a forced calm.

"Fuck." He cursed in a low voice, and thumped the bed board hard.The raised dust floated in the air, and he couldn't help coughing, but then he beat the bed board more vigorously. The pounding sound was accompanied by suppressed panting, and Jia Ran vented his emotions in pain.

Li Xuan not only did not die, but also turned into the heir of the Ma family. He remembered how he had told Ma Qiming time and time again how much he missed and admired his brother, and the man's pity and sympathy at that time, so he couldn't help but sneer.

What was Ma Qiming thinking at that time?

I really am a complete idiot.

He laughed, louder and louder.The wall was knocked loudly by the people living next door, followed by curses mixed with eighteen generations of ancestors and reproductive organs. It has been a long time since I heard it, and I still feel a little nostalgic.Jia Ran listened in a daze, and laughed even harder, but couldn't hold back her tears.

The cursing man next door stopped, and after a while, he began to knock on the door.

Jia Ran quickly picked up the broken water pipe by the wall, opened the door in three steps at a time, and swung the water pipe at the bald man's head without saying a word while he watched him in astonishment.

"Fuck your mother!" The bald head reacted fairly quickly, raising his hand to block this was already avoiding the vital point, but the heart-piercing pain from the arm could not be avoided!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Jia Ran raised his leg and kicked the bald man's abdomen, and threw the man's back with the drain hose!But a figure jumped out from the side and pushed him.Jia Ran staggered and slammed into the door frame, about to slap her backhand.But the person who hit him screamed, and Jia Ran frowned, only to realize it was a woman.So he withdrew his strength and slapped his bald head a few more times. Strange to say, the tall and thick man fell to the ground and didn't get up, showing no intention of fighting back.Accompanied by the screaming and crying of the woman, Jia Ran finally stopped and kicked the bald head that fell to the ground.

"Everyone, come out and reason!" The woman cried and supported the bald head, "I beat someone to death, this is what I want, there is no law!"

The chaotic residents quickly surrounded them, and Jia Ran watched coldly as more and more people gathered around him pointing at him, wanting to throw the water pipe in their faces.

"My man just told him not to be so loud, and he beat my man to death—" the woman sat on the ground crying, hugging her bald head and buzzing.

More and more people gathered around, and Jia Ran quickly calmed down after venting his anger.Except for the moment at the beginning, he actually restrained himself.Panic struck, he said "I can't die" bluntly, pushed away the crowd, and squeezed out.The people who live here are all low-level people who want to make a living, mixed with a few who have committed crimes, and they dare not stop Jia Ran when he looks aggressive.So Jia Ran left the basement like this, and the crying of the woman hugging her bald head was completely left behind by him.

Blown by the cold wind, the hot Jia Ran completely calmed down.He stood at the intersection, watching the vehicles coming and going, and had to face the facts.

He needs to start over.

For the time being, block the man who made him suffer two betrayals in a corner.Jia Ran borrowed a cigarette from a passer-by, and lay down on the side of the overpass to think.

According to his sister, the demolition of the old house is definitely a certainty. Although he didn't believe what Jia Meng said, he believed in Han Che.In fact, long before he chose to be adopted, he had already negotiated an agreement on compensation for the demolition. At that time, only one signature was left to get a huge amount of compensation and a house key.But because Jia Mengna threatened him by refusing to receive treatment, the agreement was temporarily shelved.Now that the house has been demolished and he didn't sign the agreement, it can only be signed by Jia Meng.But looking at Jia Meng's appearance, it seems like he doesn't know at all? !Although my sister has mental problems, she doesn't need to pretend at all in this matter.

There is only one possibility.Jia Ran squinted his eyes and took the last puff, threw away the cigarette butt and crushed it out vigorously.

She was cheated.

By who?By him?Jia Ran hooked the corner of his mouth and revealed a sarcastic smile.Although he was very unwilling to admit it in his heart, he knew that Ma Qiming would not do this, maybe because he was Li Xuan, maybe because he really liked him.Rubbing his wind-torn hair, Jia Ran already had a vague idea in his mind.

After all, he really didn't offend many people, only Bairan.

But is there anything in this matter that can be manipulated in the dark?No matter how powerful Bairan was, he was just a starlet. After seeing Chu Tian, ​​Cheng Qianluo and others, Jia Ran had some ideas about them. Covering the sky with one hand does not exist, and it is absolutely impossible to ignore the law.

Jia Meng must have signed it, but it is unknown if she knew the meaning of the signature.Assuming his guess was correct, after Jia Meng signed without a thorough understanding, who made Jia Meng realize that the old house might be demolished and contacted Han Che to confirm the authenticity?

After rubbing off the goosebumps on his arms, Jia Ran almost planned his next move.He asked the little girl selling dolls next to him, went to a second-hand store and sold his new iPhone, and exchanged it for a domestic one worth 1000 yuan. With the money, he bought a fruit basket and went back to the basement.

As expected, the house he rented was smashed, Jia Ran sighed, and knocked on the door next door.The bald wife opened the door and opened her mouth to shout when she saw him, but Jia Ran had already said "I'm sorry."

"Who?" The bald head asked vaguely.

"Let me in." Jia Ran reluctantly lifted the fruit basket in his hand and shook it, "Do you want to invite more people to watch?"

The bald head lying on the bed turned his head to look at Jia Ran, and asked his wife to let Jia Ran in with complicated thoughts.

Jia Ran put the fruit basket by the wall and looked around the room.Induction cooker rice cooker, unwashed dishes and some hospital bills, it seems that they came to Beijing for medical treatment.

Jia Ran glanced at the vigilant woman, knelt down and said to the bald head, "Brother, I'm sorry. I was impulsive when something happened this afternoon, so I beat you up."

The bald head turned his neck and looked Jia Ran up and down without saying a word.

Jia Ran took out the 1000 yuan that he had counted earlier from his pocket and put it beside the bed. "I don't have any money now. I scraped together the 1000 yuan. I'll pay you for medical expenses first. If it's not enough, I'll pay you. I'm really sorry."

The bald-headed wife's eyes lit up when she saw the money, and she stretched her arms and grabbed the thin pile of money and counted it.The bald head looked at Jia Ran and sighed. "It's okay." He said, "I'm also impulsive, and if I speak up, there won't be any trouble. My daughter needs to see a doctor, and I don't have enough money. I'm very annoyed. Wife, give him a stool."

Jia Ran had no choice but to sit still, listening to the bald head and his wife talk about their experience of seeking medical treatment in City B.Jia Ran listened perfunctorily, still thinking about his own affairs, but he became a little interested when his wife complained about their tea garden.

"Your tea garden?"

The bald head showed a wry smile: "The fact that I was able to borrow money for my daughter's medical treatment was actually thanks to our garden. People in the village also saw that we had a tea garden before they pooled the money for me. Before we came, we also thought about it. There is still a way out, but my daughter's situation... is a bottomless pit." He choked up for a moment, and the elders' eyes were a little red, "I could ask my dad to help me look at it before, but two days ago my dad I had a stroke, and I let my sister take care of it in my hometown. Those bastards lowered the price after they knew about the situation. I wanted to sell the tea garden, but I couldn’t sell it at a high price..."

Jia Ran was a little moved when he heard it, but he was suffering from lack of money. After a few words of reassurance, he thought that he would go to work at four o'clock the next day, so he proposed to leave. The bald wife was upset, and followed Jia Ran to his smashed-up house After tidying up, I left.

Perhaps because there were too many things to think about, Jia Ran fell asleep quickly while lying on the bed.

But the man he hated so much was doing something he couldn't imagine.

Ma Qiming looked at Zhao Qiyu with a gloomy face, and knew in his heart that this person was innocent, but he couldn't help but get angry.

"You fucking have the face to call yourself a hacker, and you can't find someone even if you are asked to do so?!"

Zhao Qiyu secretly scolded the eighteenth generation of Ma Qiming's ancestors. He looked at the people on the monitor and said, "Fuck, both of them are wearing fucking hats. How would I know who? Even if they didn't The picture quality of this shit is the same as that of fucking porn. You asked me to find someone, but I couldn’t find anyone. Ma Qiming, did you drink too much horse urine and become obsessed? Have you watched too many sci-fi movies? You are a hacker and a god? Let’s talk How did I know that the monitoring quality of the hospital is so poor, fuck! If I had known, I wouldn’t have come to help you!”

Ma Qi picked up a newly purchased vase and threw it to the ground, then walked around the study twice with his arms crossed.

After a while, he said, "Don't go back tonight, just choose a house to live in."

Zhao Qiyu looked at him and felt that he was like a depressed lion in a cage.After thinking about it, if his wife misunderstood him and ran away from home, I guess he would have to be like this.So he softened a little and agreed, and went out of the study to call a friend who worked in the police station.

"Is there any way to find out the identities of these two people?" Ma Qiming asked, frowning, in a very bad mood.There is no trace of Jia Ran's existence in the new house, he is going crazy!

"These two people are likely to do black work professionally, so they both took care not to expose their faces to the camera. My buddy said that they can check the surveillance of the nearby parking lot." Zhao Qiyu scratched his hair a little puzzled, "Why do you insist on checking them both? I don't think they have any contact with your sister-in-law? Aren't they just standing at the door chatting?"

Ma Qiming was irritated: "After that, Jia Meng took out her mobile phone to send a WeChat message, and called again that night. Didn't you see it? Then yesterday morning she finished reading her phone and called again, and then Jia Ran appeared."

"You mean these two people pretended to chat and told Jia Meng about the demolition?" Because he needed Zhao Qiyu's help, Ma Qiming roughly told him about Jia Meng and Jia Ran.

The man pressed his temples, his eyes were bloodshot, "I guess, you check first. There must be something wrong with these two people. Brother, it's up to you whether your sister-in-law can come back. I will pay you, this paragraph Time is with me first."

Without waiting for Zhao Qiyu to ask, Ma Qiming lowered his posture and explained the reason why he couldn't find anyone else: "I can't let Ma Hong or Li Xiaojiang know, both of them should know Jia Ran."

Zhao Qiyu nodded with a vague understanding, and Ma Qiming became different from before: "It's okay to help my buddy, I will help you."

Ma Hong and Li Xiaojiang don't mind playing with men, but if this person is Jia Ran... Ma Qiming closes his eyes.In any case, it is better to avoid unnecessary troubles.

Where is this little bastard Jia Ran hiding now?He rubbed the watch on his wrist, his heart was full of unstoppable misses, and his chest was about to burst.