[Bottle Evil Doujin] Generation Gap

Unsatisfactory things are often eight or nine, but they can be indistinguishable from others.

When I was young, my grandfather often said this sentence. When I grow up enough to understand the meaning of the second half of the sentence, it will be after I am 30 years old. 30 years old is a watershed in life, in various senses.

Those of us in this line of work should avoid exchanging shallow words, whoever is not a life-and-death brother in the ground can stab each other a few times when he returns to the ground and sees the light. As time goes by, people's hearts become more mean.

As for the truth of the first half of the sentence, I don’t need to comprehend it at all, it runs through my life all the time, and until now, I still practice it personally.

"Boss, isn't he just a brat? As for arranging so many people? The battalion commander can catch him alone." The vest checked the slingshot in his hand, and was very puzzled by my decision to ask him to use the red rubber band. Come on, this is a waste of talent and time.

I chewed the peanuts and spat at him: "You know what, do whatever you want, don't push me, when you fight, hit her on the knee, don't hit the head, I want to live."

The waistcoat still couldn't hold back the pressure: "Boss, if this person is so important, you can go directly to Boss Zhang. If that brat is really as powerful as you said, we should have a plan, right?"

I thought to myself that I waited for so long to catch people when he was not around. If he was here, how could I dare to play such a game, but I can't tell the guy about this, so I said: "How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife, you said it too A brat, if all of you can’t catch him, then don’t do it, and go back to your hometown to farm tomorrow.”

Thinking about it, I have been in this industry for these years, and I have done so many immoral things. How can it be so easy to take refuge in my Buddha now that the chaos is over? How many pairs of eyes are staring at me?

Although I found out the traces of the people sent by the road to watch me a long time ago, because Poyoufeng has been doing nothing, I had to pretend not to see them, and secretly observe which of these people are Xiaoxiami and which are real undercover agents.

Time is the best filter. These people come and go, only a few fixed ones stay still. I checked the backgrounds of these people, and there are more or less flaws, except for one who has no flaws. Perfect and scary, everything is so logical, I have to suspect that I am paranoid.

To be able to arrange the background created out of nothing so perfectly, I have only seen two forces so far. These two forces are my taboo, and they have harmed the three generations of my old Wu family. I have to be careful.

There are four types of people who are most likely to be paralyzed: old, weak, young, and pregnant. This time, my target is the young and the weak. The target is Li Ming, a thin and frail ordinary high school boy who memorizes every day. I passed my store four times with a big schoolbag.

There are many students passing by my store, and he is the most special one. I have an inexplicable intuition about them after years of fighting with those two forces. There is something about Li Ming that makes me very uncomfortable.

I was worried that I didn't have time to arrest people, and it happened that Poker Ping said that he would leave for a week. I figured out that the right time, place and people were all in place, and I could start arresting people. Things were handled properly, and when he came back, everything was calm and perfect.

Before the action, I figured out the law and trajectory of the little ghost's activities around me. The place where the net was cast was a small alley. Three or two have already cleared the scene.

Facts proved that I was right. Li Ming was not an ordinary high school student. He immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap as soon as he stepped into the encirclement. I have been focusing on studying people’s micro-expressions and small movements over the years. I looked in five directions in an instant, and the speed was very fast. They were all hiding places for my people, and students didn't have such skills.

Li Ming's footsteps only paused for three or four seconds. He rubbed the soles of his shoes and tried to pretend that he was just an ordinary student and forcefully walked forward. He soon realized that this would not work. My purpose was very clear. Come up to outflank.The more he hesitated, the greater my chances of winning. In this case, he had to pretend or act immediately. I saw Li Ming's obviously hesitant expression, and I thought that a kid is just a kid.

The battalion commander is impatient, and has already used his size advantage to press towards the kid, because this place is still a busy city, and I want to catch a job, so the guys didn't bring any lethal weapons, and each of them had an electric shock baton There was a swishing sound.

Li Ming pulled down his schoolbag to block the battalion commander's critical blow, and used a very strange body to get short. Relying on his thin body, he got under the battalion commander's creaking nest and kicked the battalion commander to the ground. On the ground, when he kicked the battalion commander, he also grabbed the arms of the other two people. I only saw his wrist move, and my two guys rolled on the ground screaming and covering their hands.

Until this time, I was still calm and calm. After all, before the action, I transferred all the guys who could fight in Hangzhou. There were ten people in total, so losing one or two is nothing.When I saw that the young man was very skilled, he killed the three of me in minutes. He wanted to do ten against one without using a sneak attack, but he forced me to make a move. I immediately slapped the table and shouted: "Vest!"

The waistcoat is worthy of the responsibility of force. He pulled out the slingshot and fired two bullets at Li Ming's knees. The power of the red rubber band is extraordinary. may have to spend in a wheelchair.

At this moment, Li Ming had already knocked down the six of us. The moment the marbles hit him, he grabbed an unlucky guy on the ground and blocked him. I didn't expect that the vest would miss, and I just exposed my position. The little devil also understands The principle of capturing the thief first is to capture the king. As soon as I found out the specific location of the master upstairs, I picked up an electric shock baton from the ground and threw it in my direction without even looking at it.

I don’t like things often, the moment I was hit on the forehead by the electric shock baton and fell to the ground, what appeared in front of my eyes was Pokerfing’s face, which is really disfigured now, will this injury heal before Pokerfing returns? , if he comes back, can you lie to him that I hit the door frame by myself?

My people are still very well-trained, and they didn’t panic because of my falling to the ground. The waistcoat didn’t even come to see me, concerned about whether his parents were still alive. He calmly shouted and found five more Pinball headed towards Li Ming, resolutely carrying out my order unwaveringly.

If I used to be knocked down like this, I would have fainted, but now my forehead is much stronger, and the time I get up is much shorter than I imagined, about three or four minutes. If I didn’t run the train with my mind full Can be shortened by another 4 minutes.

Three or four minutes is enough to determine victory or defeat. As soon as I got up, I put my waistcoat on the ground, covering my face and screaming. Li Ming actually used the marbles he hit for his own use. The people I sent had already fallen to the ground, howling.

As we all know, I am a person who relies on my brain for food. When I was a teacher, the black blind man told me earnestly that he had never seen me so stupid in his life, and that he was able to train me to this level. The tricks are bright, run when you should run, run away when you should run, kneel down and beg for mercy if you can't run away, don't fight hard with Lian Jiazi.

Seeing that the marble in Li Ming's hand was about to hit me, I immediately covered my face and shouted: "Don't hit your face!!"

Children nowadays have no rules at all, Li Ming simply ignored my yelling, and with a flick of his wrist, two marbles shot straight at me. The rebound slapped me in the face, idiot is a little idiot, it's better than telling him that I called a dozen people to catch the little devil and was cut by the little devil.

Maybe it's because I deserved to die. Just when I was ready to be knocked to the ground by the marbles and the screams were brewing, the marbles that were only half an arm's length away from me were suddenly intercepted by visitors from outside the sky. In a blink of an eye, I could barely see that it was a trash can, and the speed was so fast that I slapped a banana peel on my face.

With such speed and strength, it is possible to use such a large trash can as a hidden weapon. It must be the Poker Bottle. I held a banana peel and saw the Poker Bottle coming out of the alley, as if I saw a world with feet on colorful clouds Hero, if he can replace the trash can at the entrance of the alley with other hidden weapons, I think I will love him a little more.

I didn't delve into why the stuffy oil bottle that I personally sent to the train yesterday appeared here. I didn't want to admit that he lied to me about this matter, so I subconsciously made ten or eight excuses for him. Maybe he Why don't you come back as soon as you finish your work?

Li Ming didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway, and he stayed where he was. The trash can from Poker Bottle probably destroyed his self-confidence. Okay, don't you still dare to hit me with an electric baton? Let's see how uncle will teach you how to be a man later!

I pointed at Li Ming confidently and said, "Brother! Catch this brat!"

The waistcoat didn't lie down on the ground and pretended to be dead when he heard that Boyouping was coming, he got up and covered his face and said vaguely: "Boss, you have already arranged it, if you didn't say it earlier, ouch, it hurts me to death! Bah bah."

When I saw the two back molars spit out bloody in the waistcoat, I couldn't help but secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, the rescuer Pok You Ping blocked the two marbles in time, otherwise I would never be able to eat melon seeds for the rest of my life. How lonely it would be .

With Boyouping in charge, I wasn't at all afraid that the brat would run away, so I calmly took off the banana peel and wiped my face, and walked slowly downstairs from the teahouse.I really want to walk gracefully in front of that little devil, and make a gesture that a winner should have, but the reality is that I have a big swelling on my forehead, no matter how I make an expression, it looks ridiculous, so I just face it He walked up to the boy expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Tell me, who sent you here?"

Li Ming is really not suitable for this kind of undercover work. His military strength is not good, his mental quality is too poor, his expression is all written on his face, and he has no scheming at all. As soon as I asked this, he timidly aimed at the oil bottle, his lips parted. There is no sound when you close it twice.

I shouldn't have learned lip-reading from the black blind man, even though I learned it half-and-half, I can still recognize such a simple two words, Li Ming, or Zhang Ming, the two words he didn't say are patriarch .

The patriarch, the Zhang family, okay, the flood has rushed to the Dragon King Temple, I said why he didn't run away without Poker Finger, the relationship is with Poker Finger's family.

My current situation is not suitable for thinking. It may be that I was hit by a concussion, light-headed, tinnitus, and dizziness. I looked around and I was the least injured. The plan failed miserably. I rubbed my temples and said to the waistcoat: Come on, take everyone to the hospital first."

I was sent to the hospital together with a bunch of wounded people, and it turned out to be a mild concussion when I took an X-ray. The doctor kicked me out of the office without even prescribing medicine for me.

Others are not as lucky as I am. Broken bones, broken teeth, and tooth loss. When I got the medical bill, I saw that the whole person was not well. Then I thought about why I should pay the money, so I threw away the medical bill. Let Zhang Ming pay for it, because I know his patriarch so well, I can just pay hundreds of thousands casually.

Zhang Ming took out his pocket with an innocent look on his face. I saw that the Zhang family was really in decline. There was only 35 yuan and [-] cents in the child’s pocket, which made me like a gangster collecting protection fees. Shan Zi silently went to pay the bill to break the deadlock.

When it was confirmed that Poker Bottle was gone, Zhang Ming immediately stopped me and asked, "I didn't have much strength to throw you just now. You could obviously dodge it. I could see that you could dodge it before I threw it. Why did you throw it?" Don't hide?"

The kid has nothing to do with the city, but he is clever. I think it is difficult for him to ask the question after holding it in for a long time. He is quite accurate. I am an expert in hiding. The strength and accuracy of the stick are not good. In my eyes, it's no different from slow motion. My motor nerves can't say that I can catch it, so it's definitely no problem to avoid it.

Who made my target not be this brat in the first place? If I want to catch him early, he is just a part of my plan to use. My main purpose is to lure the oil bottle out. I know he didn't go to Ningxia at all, so I just I want to see whether the straight hook will bite or not under the premise that my life is in danger.

This matter deserves to be a bad luck, his train was blocked halfway due to mudslides, and it was more than three hours late, but he still sent me a text message saying he arrived on time, and any fool would know there was a problem.

When I was a child, it was easy to blindly trust others. If you put it on ordinary people, you will suffer a little loss. If you put it on me, you will die. I had to force myself not to trust people.Getting rid of trust is a very painful process. I have to cultivate suspicion into a habit, and look at everyone with suspicion, just like a black five who lived during the Cultural Revolution.

However, Boyoufeng has established an image in my heart that is enough to rely on trust. Even though the mystery of him has gradually faded over the past ten years, my trust in him has not diminished at all. The trust, made myself almost schizophrenic.

Sometimes I feel a little bit guilty about Poker Ping for no reason. He has done nothing but I still have all kinds of doubts. I leave unlimited room for reverie, thinking about how fucking tired I am living this day.

I patted Zhang Ming on the shoulder, and showed a smile of seeing through, let alone telling, I made it so obvious that most people would have understood it long ago, but he just didn't understand, and he insisted on asking me to be ugly Mao: "Tell me, you can obviously hide, why don't you hide? What is your purpose?"

Taking advantage of my height, I pulled his hair: "Don't worry about adults' affairs, kids, go home and play with me!"

He limped over with his waistcoat rubbing his cheeks. He had just finished looking at his teeth and said to me with a sad face: "Boss, can we use less of this trick of killing three thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred? I only have two rows of teeth like that." , after they are all cleaned up, we can only drink tofu nao.”

I was so annoyed that I couldn't be in the mood to talk about strategies and tactics with him. I thought back then that I used suicide-style head-off tactics. He lost two teeth and successfully completed the task. What's the point of being dissatisfied?

Zhang Ming thought for a long time before he figured out what was going on, and said unconvinced: "I want to tell the patriarch!"

As soon as I heard it, I was happy. The tone of the little boy is the same as I told your parents. He doesn't think about things that he can find out. Can his patriarch not find out?I waved my hand nonchalantly and said, "Let's talk, talk, don't just follow your patriarch to learn skills, but also learn to be a man from him. You see how much your patriarch failed in life, but I didn't expect you to fail more than him."

Zhang Ming couldn't talk about me at all, he didn't expect me to be so brazen at my age, trembling for a long time but couldn't find a word to refute, so angry that he sulked in the corner of the cat wall.

I can basically be sure that this kid is not from Zhang Jiaben's family, at most he is just a surname. His skills, skills and simple way of thinking are very different from the Zhang family's training methods, and his fingers have not grown out. It is likely to be them again. Kidnapped children, does the Zhang family like to abduct such innocent and deceitful children to work for them? It's not kind.

When Zhang Ming was facing the cat in the corner, I suddenly noticed that Zhang Ming and the waistcoat were very similar in figure, especially when looking at the back. If they were wearing the same clothes and their backs were facing me, I might not be able to tell which one was the waistcoat.

My heart sank, and a thought came to my mind involuntarily. I asked the waistcoat: "Did you come to my house last Tuesday to look for Poker Bottle?"

The waistcoat was stunned, tried to recall, shook his head and said: "Last Tuesday? My boss, did you remember wrongly? I went to the field last Tuesday and came back on Friday. How can I go to see Boss Zhang?"

I did a little calculation and found that there are always a few days every month when the waistcoat comes to look for Poker. I feel that he is a bit weird. Now that I think about it, it is not a waistcoat at all, it is Zhang Ming disguised as a waistcoat who comes to find Poker bottle.

Okay, the child is old enough to stop peeing on the kang and has learned to play with secrets. I'm not surprised that Poker-Face has contact with the Zhang family. What I'm surprised is how scary I am, and he still needs to secretly pass it on to the outside For information, I directly regarded my small shop as an underground contact point. It was not the Zhang family who was monitoring him, but he was contacting the Zhang family.

In my heart, I'm probably still the idiot I was ten years ago. When he was doing things, he didn't take me seriously at all. After figuring out that he is actually connected with the Zhang family, there are many things that I have never been able to explain. Answer.

The most obvious one is the photo that Boyouping sent me during the Chinese New Year. The first one he took on the TV was fine, but the problem was the wall calendar. There was too much dust on the wall calendar, which seemed a bit deliberate. The fat man is really not a person who likes to clean. But he has to look through the calendar at least once a month. It is impossible to have so much dust. Later, when I went to his house, I also checked it. There is only a thin layer of dust on the calendar, which is obviously not The same wall calendar.

Poker-Face was not with Fatty at all during the Chinese New Year, and the selfie he took for me later on can also illustrate this point, the more he conceals, the easier it is to show his flaws, he simply filled the whole picture on purpose and did not show me the background, so that I can't see where he is.

I went back to Beijing a few days earlier, which disrupted Pokerfinger's original plan. I guess he had just arrived at an airport in Beijing at that time. He was afraid that I would go to the fat man's house and find that he was not there, so he rushed to the airport to pick me up. , if not, then he is Sun Wukong, who can reduce two hours to four or ten minutes by following Douyun.

What did the second uncle say when he found out that the incense was made by Poker Ping?He said that's the case, only the Zhang family has this kind of method. At that time, I only thought that the little brother was so awesome, so I ignored that he was talking about the Zhang family, not Zhang Qiling.

The obsession with details has led me to remember a lot of insignificant little things. These little things can often play a very important role at some critical moments. I have always believed in this. The more I think about those details that are not quite right in life, the more I feel aggrieved.

Boyouping is not a very playful person, he is not a human being when he plays, and in the end the dim sum machine is all on me, ha ha.

I stared at Zhang Ming. Zhang Ming immediately became nervous and shrank back. I asked him, "You came to look for your patriarch dressed up as a waistcoat last Tuesday, right? What did you say?"

Zhang Ming shook his head violently: "I don't know!"

The waistcoat was very angry when he knew that someone pretended to be him to bluff and cheat. He couldn't tolerate someone pretending to be him and approached the Poker Bottle he admired infinitely, and grabbed Zhang Ming by the neck: "How could you not know! Tell the truth! Otherwise, you will be strangled!" !"

"How could I know! Brother Haike asked me to deliver the letter, but I didn't read the contents!"

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Very good, my old acquaintance, a big cancer of socialism, he dishonestly sold egg tart milk tea in Hong Kong, and even dared to cross the ocean to appear in front of me. I’m sorry if he doesn’t make rice rolls this time, he disgusts me for so many years !

Just as I was about to arrest Zhang Ming and torture him, my phone suddenly buzzed a few times. I took it out and looked at a dozen text messages from the bank. It was actually the card I gave him when I went to pay. Isn't this too shameless? !

Thinking carefully about what Pokerfing has said to me for so many years, he is fucking sloppy with me, and he can't stand scrutiny at all. Only he will always know what he thinks, and he will hide it for no one to see.

I never want to call him Zhang Qiling, I call him little brother, and when I think of him, I use a stuffy oil bottle. If it’s not possible, I would rather call him a down-to-earth name like Big Brother Zhang, because Zhang Qiling can be anyone, but belongs to me He can only be the only one who has a stuffy oil bottle.

I can't say that everything I've done in the past ten years is for him. I do have my own thoughts, but at least I have a sincere heart. I always hope that he can live a better life. It's a pity that people don't care about being bored by me alone. Oil bottle, people are people who want to do big things.

It’s okay if he’s willing to continue to get involved in the family’s troubles, so tell me clearly, what’s going on with this trick of playing in Cao Ying’s heart in Han, thinking that Poker Fing might be secretly using me, I felt chills in my heart. Even if he didn't take advantage of me, it would be enough for me to drink a pot if he ran away suddenly one day. I can't believe his criminal record.

I was so absorbed in my own thoughts that I didn't notice Pokerfoil swiped my card and came out, and it was only after I poked my waistcoat that I regained my senses.

Zhang Ming saw Poker Ping as if he had seen the backbone, and when he thought about it, he felt a little guilty. He just slipped his tongue. To be honest, he can't survive three days with me as an undercover agent. Does Zhang Haike think too highly of himself or me? Sending such a person to insult my intelligence.

Poker-Face walked up to me and handed me a bunch of receipts. He didn't open his mouth to speak after being exposed by me. He pretended to be dumb and pretended to be dumb. When I looked at him, he also looked at me, with a calm face. No guilt at all for being caught.

It's not likely that he's doing everything he can to trick me, sacrificing his appearance is not his style, it's probably a problem in his family, the Zhang family's vitality is seriously damaged, and he wants to find the patriarch to go back and continue to contribute his life to the family as a cow and a horse, um, Very likely.

I ignored Boyoufeng and Boyoufeng really ignored me, and turned to look at Zhang Ming. Zhang Ming timidly scratched his hair, and suddenly said something: "Patriarch! Boss Wu said he wanted to see Hai Brother Ke!"

I was taken aback, when did I say I was going to see Zhang Haike, I was disgusted that he was too late, the little bastard is very good at diverting attention, don't think that I will forget that he just hit me with an electric baton, this thing is endless!

Hearing what he said, Poker-Face finally opened his mouth and said the first sentence: "Do you want to see Zhang Haike?"

I was about to say don't listen to his nonsense, but I swallowed the words, because I suddenly remembered that when I found out that Poker Bottle had something to hide from me, I would impulsively grab him by the neck and question him, but In the end, I was always pushed by him four or two times, leaving a few unclear words that blocked me, jumping up and down like a monkey.

Now I am also a person who runs around, and I can no longer be led by the nose like before. Today is different from the past, and the relationship between the two of us has gone a step further. I simply leave him alone and solve the internal affairs of the people first. Contradictions, and finally talk to him about our "personal grievances", if we don't have a complete set, we can win by a surprise, and let Poker Ping see his tricks.

It’s not bad to go to see Zhang Haike first. I’ll take this opportunity to see how many people they have come this time. It’s been half a year since we’ve lived together as a family. The Hong Kong and Lu family, I’ve been here for so long.

Zhang Ming volunteered to take me to see Zhang Haike. I really believed him, but he actually took me to take the bus, and I was reluctant to even take a taxi.Facing the shameless poor family, I had no choice but to pay out of my own pocket again and let Wang Meng drive my car to pick him up. Zhang Ming was afraid that I would be bored, so he jumped into the co-pilot as soon as the car stopped, leaving me and Bo Oil bottles sit in rows on the back seat.

Wang Meng is a fine person, he knew that he should shut up when he saw my expression was wrong, he drove in silence, wishing he could close his ears, Zhang Ming chirped and said nothing.

I made up my mind to hang out the bottle of oil, and of course I wouldn’t talk to him, so I leaned against the window and looked ahead. I saw a big swelling on my forehead from the rearview mirror, and then I thought of meeting Zhang Haike. This style was lost immediately, and I didn't bring a few useful buddies with me. When the incident happened suddenly, I just caught Wang Meng temporarily to make up the number. It doesn't matter who beats who into rice rolls when I start. It's not me. Hitting the muzzle?

There was no turning back when Wang Meng drew the bow. Wang Meng’s driving speed increased. He didn’t give me a chance to regret it. He stopped at the door of a five-star hotel in minutes. The doorman nodded and bowed to open the door. With a corrupt style, he clicked his tongue: "Zhang Haike lives here?"

Zhang Ming lives in a bungalow, so he doesn't bring such bullies. He lives in a hotel and eats Western food, and lets his children live in a bungalow to eat boxed lunches. He hasn't put 50 yuan in his trouser pocket. Who the hell?

Zhang Ming didn't feel that he was treated unfairly at all, and nodded silly: "Well, Brother Haike, Brother Xuehui and Sister Shishi live here. Brother Xuehui and Sister Shishi went to Beijing yesterday, and they will come back the day after tomorrow."

As soon as I heard this, I understood that there were not many people here this time, plus Zhang Ming, three men and one woman, besides Zhang Ming, who was not from the Zhang family, the others at least had a seniority. It was a coincidence that they came today, only Zhang Haike was alone.

It is already very unwise for me to kill here alone. Of course, it is impossible to let Zhang Ming and Poker bottle follow, otherwise, if I go up, the three of them will fight against me, and I will definitely lose in the mahjong game. Zhang Haike and I are one-on-one. The odds are good, and since Boyouping is waiting downstairs, Zhang Haike may not dare to fight with me.

I asked Wang Meng to watch the big and small Zhang, and don’t let them leave the hall. Wang Meng asked me what to do if they insisted on going up. I thought about it and told him that he could use any means, such as kneeling down and begging for mercy, rolling on the ground, etc. Other freedom Play, in short, wait for my signal.

According to my assumption, I should have directly killed Zhang Haike and kicked open the gate to surprise Zhang Haike, but I forgot that Zhang Ming must have notified Zhang Haike, so the reality is that when I arrived at the door, the door was already opened, and a man was sitting in front of the small round table Drinking tea, leisurely and leisurely waved at me aggressively: "Yo!"

From the face, this man is about 28 or [-]. He is thin and weak, and he has no energy. His right hand is in his trouser pocket, and his length cannot be seen. The age of the Zhang family has always been a mystery. Kick my head off.

I quickly searched for this face in my mind, and I was sure that I had never seen this person before. I saw goosebumps all over my body when I saw him at first sight, and a wave of enigma and hatred surged into my heart, and I couldn't help wanting to rush Go up and whip him.

I guessed that he was also Zhang's family member, so I asked, "Where's Zhang Haike?"

The man touched his face and smiled: "Oh, what did I say, I forgot that I took off the mask, no wonder you didn't recognize me."

This voice is so familiar, no one except Zhang Haike can speak this tone, I said why do I want to slap him so much, sure enough what he said is to pretend that I sewed the skin on my face, what pretended I have been pretending for many years Ah, it's all my ass! !

Most of the dicks that Zhang Haike talked about with me have been confirmed by me to be fake. The only good thing is that his face is different from mine. I don’t want him to sell egg tarts in Hong Kong and put my face on it.

Fighting wits and courage with Zhang Haike for so many years has never been broken. If it is written into a book, it will definitely sell well. Now I don’t fear him. I won’t practice Tai Chi when the situation is evenly matched. I sneered and poured myself a cup of tea , Sit down on the stool boldly: "Don't let me know when you will come, everyone is so familiar, and you won't say anything about bringing me some milk powder when you return home."

Zhang Haike shrugged and sat across from me: "If you didn't notify me, didn't you come by yourself? Besides, Boss Wu is doing well, so I don't need me as a purchasing agent. I don't know why Boss Wu came to see me today." What are you doing? Don’t you really want me to bring milk powder?”

Although his appearance after taking off the human skin mask is not as handsome as mine, it is still pleasing to the eye. Finally, I don't have to talk to a face that looks like myself. After a long time, it is easy to separate.

I threw the student ID card that I took off from Zhang Ming in front of Zhang Haike, and said, "Come on, you have found out about eight generations of my ancestors, and you don't know why I am here? Zhang Haike, you are very good at reaping the benefits of a fisherman. The head of your family didn’t see you when he was selling fruit on the side of the road. You came out as soon as I found someone here. This efficiency says that you didn’t send anyone to watch me, do you believe it yourself? Seriously, how much you treat me Do you remember it?"

Zhang Haike immediately made a stop gesture: "No, I'm not interested in you at all, and I didn't do it voluntarily. Don't say it like I'm pestering you."

I said: "You didn't do it voluntarily, did you? Well, who do you think ordered you to come here? Make it clear, otherwise this matter will never end!"

Zhang Haike said that you can’t just tell me about this. If I want to know, I can ask Poker Fing directly. Poker Fing knows much better than him. He’s just an errand boy, and he doesn’t want to meddle in the affairs between the two of us. .

As soon as I mention this, I get even more angry. Doesn’t this clearly poke my pain point? The mouth of the Pork Oil Bottle is like a weld. Oh, your Zhang family has a little secret. The rules established by the ancestors can be told by anyone but not by the surname. Wu's?

When I slapped the table, I almost knocked down the teacup on the table, and said: "Zhang Haike, don't be sloppy with me, I have my own sense of proportion with your patriarch, if it weren't for you, the shit-stirring stick, we would be fine, I wondered Now, your family only catches a sheep when you are picking wool, right? Can’t you let Zhang Qiling go and let him have a peaceful life for two days?”

"Don't label me indiscriminately. This is purely a private matter. If you insist on anything to do with our family, it means that both the patriarch and I are surnamed Zhang. Are you satisfied with this answer?" Zhang Haike knocked on the table, his face Helpless written all over it.

"I know what you are thinking. Your imagination is still so rich after all these years. If I really want to take him away, it will be your turn? I can transfer him when you don't see him. I have already I told you that the real Zhang family has long since ceased to exist. The blood of the inner family has been dispersed for many years, so there are no members of the family. We, the outer family, have struggled until now just to seek safety. Do you believe that you still don’t want to get involved in this matter? You should be the most aware of the words that you can’t help yourself, everyone is just eating and drinking, and who doesn’t want to live a peaceful life. "

I don't even believe a single punctuation mark in Zhang Haike's words. I know that three parts of what he said are true and seven parts are false, so I still have to continue asking. Take out the part that looks more real, and then combine some facts I have to exclude, and finally filter out a little bit of real and credible part.

Zhang Haike is very smart in his speech. He pushes everything on the dead Zhang family. He can't help but pick himself up. It's the old calendar. I know that he can't do it with this trick, because The Zhang family is indeed a very troublesome part.

About the Zhang family, I don’t dare to say that I have touched it all. At most, I know half of it. One thing Zhang Haike didn’t lie to me is that the Zhang family has too many secrets. These people have burped a lot in the battle of wits with the Wang family, resulting in a very incomplete secret system. The existing Zhang family is struggling to protect the secrets, but no one knows what these secrets are.

As a free labor force of the Zhang family, "Zhang Qiling" has inherited a part of the secret, but I don't know how much Poker Ping knows. I'm past the age of being curious about everything. I hope he will leave all this and naturally won't ask any more. Well, if he remembers that he still has some little secrets and runs away without seeing anyone, wouldn't I lose my wife and lose my army.

Zhang Haike said that I have a rich imagination, and I haven't seen his narrative ability strengthened. After talking for a long time, I summed it up in one sentence. Poker bottle took the initiative to discuss important matters with him. There is a very important event that may determine the future survival of the Zhang family. occur.

I had a rough discussion with Zhang Haike, and he kept talking back and forth, asking me to ask Ponyoufing, saying that as long as Poynoyou nods, he will tell me everything. I was afraid that he would die and return to Hong Kong, so I couldn't push him into the fire pit. Poker bottle looked listless, and it would be terrible to start a fire.

I thought to myself, I don't care, I haven't seen him get angry, and if he is still angry, I haven't seen him have any big fluctuations in his emotions. If he is really angry, I really want to see it.

Zhang Haike became determined after eating the weights. No matter how much I threatened and lured him, he was completely unmoved. The cat drank tea desperately, and boiled several pots of water.