Middle-aged greasy uncle and world-weary girl

Chapter 267 You Are Already a Father

Jiang Jun walked out of the hospital, and when he got outside, he heard a series of messy high-heeled shoes.

Taking a closer look, it was Zhao Anqing. In Jiang Jun's impression, such a chaotic scene had never happened to such a dignified and elegant Zhao Anqing.

"Mr. Jiang." Zhao Anqing said out of breath.

"En." Jiang Jun responded lightly.

"Xiaomi... Are Xiaomi and Yubai okay?" Zhao Anqing asked anxiously.

Jiang Jun didn't speak.

Seeing that Jiang Jun didn't speak, Zhao Anqing's face darkened, and she also realized that things might not be optimistic.

"Lend me the car." Jiang Jun said softly.

"Okay." Zhao Anqing responded, but Zhao Anqing thought for a while and added, "Let me see you off, I'm not slow to drive."

"Don't bother." Jiang Jun said.

"No trouble." Zhao Anqing said, turned around and started to open his co-pilot.

Seeing this, Jiang Jun didn't say anything, just sighed and sat in the passenger seat.

On the way, Zhao Anqing stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and she went through all the lights that she could and the lights that she couldn't.

Inside the car, Jiang Jun tilted his head to look out the window, while Zhao Anqing concentrated on driving.

Jiang Jun didn't say where he was going, and Zhao Anqing didn't ask, but Zhao Anqing seemed to know where Jiang Jun was going on this route, and accelerated with all his strength.

"Actually, you are causing me trouble by coming with me." Jiang Jun said lightly.

"Because a beast can't take your life." Zhao Anqing said flatly.

It seems that the reason why Zhao Anqing wanted to follow was that she knew what Jiang Jun wanted to do, so she never asked where Jiang Jun was going or who he was looking for.

"If you go to prison, I..." At this point, Zhao Anqing paused, then changed his words, "If you go to prison, what will you do?"

Jiang Jun smiled wryly and remained silent.

……

……

Fifteen minutes later, Zhao Anqing's car arrived at the door of Du Kun's house.

When getting out of the car, Zhao Anqing took Jiang Jun's hand.

"Mr. Jiang." Zhao Anqing looked at Jiang Jun seriously.

"Huh?" Jiang Jun looked at Zhao Anqing suspiciously.

"Don't do stupid things." Zhao Anqing looked at Jiang Jun with a worried face, as if he could cry at any time with that pitiful look.

Jiang Jun smiled faintly, and said softly, "Don't worry."

Jiang Jun walked into the courtyard of Du Kun's house, searched around, and finally set his sights on the fire extinguisher over there. He walked over, took the fire extinguisher over, swung his rounded arms, but only twice That's all, the floor-to-ceiling windows were smashed.

Jiang Jun broke through the window and entered.

Du Kun in the living room was still sitting on the sofa drinking red wine, tapping on Erlang's legs, complacently comprehending Jiang Jun's appearance that life would be better than death.

With a loud bang, the red wine in Du Kun's hand was so frightened that he dropped it.Standing up abruptly, turning around, Jiang Jun broke through the window, followed by the elegant Zhao Anqing.

With a dark face, Jiang Jun walked up to Du Kun, and immediately punched Du Kun in the face without saying a word.

Maybe Du Kun was the one who deserved to die. The position where this end fell was just the corner of the table.

Seeing this, Zhao Anqing narrowed her eyes coldly.

Fortunately, Jiang Jun had quick eyesight and quick hands, and kicked over the coffee table, which saved Du Kun's life.

Zhao Anqing breathed a sigh of relief, she was not afraid of trouble, what she was afraid of was that something would happen to Jiang Jun.

Du Kun was slapped on the floor like a large piece of chicken feces. Before he could relieve the pain on his face, Jiang Jun picked him up again, as if he was carrying a chicken, and punched him again. face.

Du Kun was furious, he tried to fight back, as if attacking Jiang Jun, but he was too weak, really like a chicken cub, his hands and feet were not long enough, no matter how much he waved his fists in a daze, he couldn't hurt Jiang Jun at all.

In just 10 minutes, Du Kun was beaten into a dog's head by Jiang Jun.

10 minutes does not seem to be very long, but for those who have really fought and know how to fight, they know what these 10 minutes mean. It is common for children to fight, but it is often a big fight What happens is also about to end, this is because fighting is really a physical job, often without systematic training, it takes about 2 minutes for high-intensity fighting, and it basically ends after 2 minutes up.

It seemed that the fight lasted for a long time, but it was actually the hallucination of the person involved, and it really didn't last long.

These 10 minutes may not be a big deal to Jiang Jun, but to Du Kun, days are like years.

Du Kun leaned awkwardly on the table leg, there was only a gap in his bloated eye sockets, and he could vaguely see Jiang Jun's face from this gap.

Suddenly, Du Kun laughed out loud, this laugh was really rampant.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--

Jiang Jun looked at him in confusion, and remained silent.

"Are you heartbroken?" Du Kun laughed loudly, and then he laughed and turned angry. He said gloomyly, "Come on, keep going, let me see how much heartache you have."

Jiang Jun didn't say a word, he searched around the house, and finally found the location of the kitchen, he walked over, and when he came back, he was holding a fruit knife in his hand.

"Jiang Jun!" Zhao Anqing panicked.

Jiang Jun glanced at Zhao Anqing, smiled lightly, and didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Zhao Anqing frowned, and stopped talking, but the worry on her face did not diminish at all.

Jiang Jun walked up to Du Kun with a fruit knife in his hand, and he squatted in front of Du Kun.

Facing the fruit knife in Jiang Jun's hand, Du Kun showed no fear, but smiled relievedly.

"Come!"

"brother!"

"Show me how heartbroken you are!"

"Let me see how your life would be worse than death!"

Jiang Jun looked at Du Kun's dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and was taken aback for a moment. This was the second time he beat him, and the first time was in Du Kun's office. Very hard, but his body still reveals his timid appearance, but this time, it is completely different.

This can't help but make Jiang Jun wonder how much this beast hates death.

What kind of hatred is it that can make this cowardly animal not afraid of death?
"How much do you hate me?" Jiang Jun looked at Du Kun sympathetically.

"Let me tell you, you don't have to pretend to be fake with me." Du Kun scolded.

"Just you, Du Kun, in your entire life, have you ever loved someone with your heart? Just you, Du Kun, in your entire life, have you ever truly experienced the feeling of being loved? "Jiang Jun looked at Du Kun with great sympathy.

"You... What are you talking to me so outrageously!?" Du Kun said in a panic.

The reason why he was flustered was because he had never imagined this question. Du Kun thought that he was much better than Jiang Jun, and that he was more manly than Jiang Jun, but when Jiang Jun asked him if he had ever truly loved someone Or when he was loved by someone, he suddenly realized that he might not be as perfect as he imagined, or that he was not so happy.

But in front of Jiang Jun, even if he is not, even if he is not happy, even if he is not perfect, he will not admit it.

"There is no whistle." Jiang Jun said flatly.

"What?" Du Kun was stunned, and he cursed, "What the hell are you talking about, your brain is flooded, hahaha."

Jiang Jun shook his head helplessly, and said flatly, "Xiaomi was hit by a truck. The truck didn't sound its horn. The perpetrator did it on purpose."

"What!?" Du Kun was shocked.

Speaking of Xiaomi being hit by a truck, a thread in Du Kun's heart was twitched. The former Du Kun was so angry that he didn't feel anything about Xiaomi. I had a strange feeling. It was a conversation with Han Xue in the past few days. At that time, Du Kun felt that he might be tired of this woman's body, and he was even mentally prepared to kick this woman away. , Han Xue told Du Kun's grievances over the years.

Du Kun didn't feel how wronged he was, he only had Jiang Jun who he hated in his heart, but at that moment, Du Kun had a vague idea in his heart - it turned out that Xiaomi was his child.

It doesn't matter whether Du Kun has a moral bottom line, or Du Kun looks at Xiaomi's face, in short, Du Kun didn't kick this woman away that day.

Now, when Jiang Jun told Du Kun that Xiaomi was hit by a truck, the strings in his heart were plucked.

"If you have to say that life is better than death..." Jiang Jun looked at the fruit knife in his hand, and said flatly, "When you asked Han Xue to divorce me, you already did it."

Du Kun stopped talking.

"Go to the hospital to see your child." Jiang Jun said lightly.

"You...you don't fart here!" Du Kun scolded.

Jiang Jun smiled and said nothing, the fruit knife he was carrying was suddenly held tightly in his hand, and he pressed Du Kun's leg.

"You...what are you going to do!?" Du Kun panicked.

Originally, Du Kun was not afraid of death, but when Jiang Jun said that Xiaomi was hit by a truck and entered the hospital, he started to panic again without fear, just like when Jiang Jun beat Du Kun violently in the office, Du Kun Once again, he returned to his previous timid appearance.

There are only two situations in which people are not afraid of death.

The first, when the man has nothing.

The second, when the man has it all.

Jiang Jun was silent. Holding the knife, he stabbed it fiercely into Du Kun's thigh. Except for the handle, the entire knife pierced into his thigh.

what--

Du Kun's heart-piercing roar came from the villa.

"Believe me or not, it doesn't matter, you still have to go to the hospital." Jiang Jun said lightly.

Jiang Jun got up, turned around and walked to Zhao Anqing's side. Behind him was Du Kun, clutching his thigh, still roaring.

"Don't pull out the knife, or there will be more blood."

"in addition……"

"I don't know if you realize that, in fact...you are already a father."

(End of this chapter)