I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 282 Simple and crude

Chapter 282 Simple and crude

All the way home, Dai Qing went to take a hot bath without saying a word to wash away the bad luck on her body.

After a busy day, Dai Qing was exhausted. She threw herself on the bed, rolled around a few times, hugged the quilt and smelled it. The fresh smell of washing powder was very comfortable.

After lying on the bed and reviewing the events of the day, Dai Qing closed her eyes and went to sleep after making sure that nothing was missed.

at this time,

In a dark alley, He Ming pulled a rope and pushed a tied-up man in. The man couldn't see the road clearly because he had a sack on his head, and hit the wall with a bang.

"Damn it, who dares to arrest me? Do you know who I am?" With a curse, before he could get up, the sack on his head was pulled off.

He Ning looked at him condescendingly, with disgust in his eyes.

"Ha~, quite arrogant."

"Brother~, are you plotting against me?"

"Watch your words, who is your brother? I am an only child. My mother is my only son. Don't admit your relatives in front of me." He Ning raised the corners of his lips and looked at him with a look that was filled with emotion. ridicule.

He Shuo pursed his lips, his eyes gloomy,

"What do you want to do by catching me here at night? Dad is not in good health, and I have to go back to take care of him."

"Tch, don't pretend to be a filial son in front of me. If you really have filial piety, don't do such immoral and smoking things."

He Ning reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to stare into his eyes.

"Tsk, tsk... I'm really curious about how your mother taught you a lesson? Just learn some dirty tricks. Aren't you afraid of getting sores on your head and pus on your feet when it comes to robbing people's graves?"

Listening to his question, He Shuo's eyes flashed with a hint of guilt, and he shook his head with a stern expression.

"I know my brother has always hated me, but is it too much to curse me so viciously?"

"Tch, don't act like me. Your two taels of meat are not even enough for me to drink the stew. If you dare to do it, don't act like it. Just follow the example of the rat in the gutter. It's really despising."

As He Ning spoke, he bent down slightly and looked into his younger brother's eyes with a sneer on his lips.

"Do you know why I don't like your mother and son? It's because you are sneaky and do things that are not worthy of publicity."

Hearing He Ning's unceremonious ridicule, He Shuo's face tightened, and there was an unreasonable anger in his heart.

Who doesn’t want to stand upright in front of others? Who doesn’t want to stand tall, but what can he do if the time doesn’t wait?

His identity is shady and he suffers more than anyone else.

But he couldn't choose his birth, nor his parents. His life was the biggest joke.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became. Looking at the arrogant-looking eldest brother, he was born with an aura, he could be carefree and unrestrained, and everyone revolved around him. You don’t have to do anything, you can get all the good things easily.

But as for him, ever since he was sensible, he had to please his father. He hoped that he would look at their mother and son more and pay more attention to them.

Flattery against one's will, just to get more living expenses, how ridiculous it is when you think about it.

"Brother, it's really easy to stand up and talk without pain. Although you and I have the same father, the difference between you and me is the difference between heaven and earth. I want to be side by side with you. But in your eyes, I have never been a brother, right? I have always been a stain in your eyes."

But so what, no matter how hard he gets on the stage, his last name is He, what can be done?

He Shuo suddenly smiled and stared at his eldest brother who was close at hand with a nasty look. Touching those eyes that were unabashedly malicious, He Ning straightened up in disgust and kicked him over.

"Shut up your eyes, it's disgusting to look at."

Ji Hengan, who had always been invisible, looked at He Ning's movements, trembled speechlessly, took a step forward, and looked at He Shuo coldly.

"Why do you want people to do that kind of thing? What do you want from such a nasty thing as digging up graves?"

He Shuo was stunned and his eyes flickered, "What did you say? I don't understand."

Before Ji Hengan could speak, He Ning went up and kicked him.

"Why don't you pretend to be confused? Wang Manlou's two grandsons have already been recruited. It's just you looking for them. You can trick them for two hundred yuan."

"Impossible, I've never seen them. If you insist on putting a shit basin on my head, I can't help it. After all, it's not a day or two that you have opinions about me."

He Ming clenched his fist and kicked his butt again.

"I don't like you, a weakling like you. You can do anything like digging graves. There really is no limit."

"I said it wasn't me..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Ning pinched his wrist and said, "Remember those imported motorcycle gloves on your hands? No matter how tightly you cover them, the gloves expose you."

He Shuo was stunned for a moment, annoyance flashed in his eyes, but He Ning caught him in time, threw his wrist away and looked at him with squinted eyes.

"Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? Do you think that just two graveyard dirt can ruin our club? Are you filled with dirt?"

He Shuo: "..."

He specifically asked the Feng Shui master, and found out that if the things in the shady house were moved, it would damage the local Feng Shui. It would definitely be no good for their newly built club to be contaminated by these things. Whether it was true or not, he had to give it a try.

It’s better to believe that it exists than to believe that it doesn’t exist.

Looking at my brother's furious face, could it have worked? Thinking of this, He Shuo's eyes were inexplicably excited.

He Ning looked at his uncontrollable excitement, raised his eyebrows angrily, moved his wrist, and slapped him.

He Shuo was also a tough guy. No matter how hard he was beaten, he just gritted his teeth and kept silent. It wasn't until he couldn't hold on any longer and lay down on the ground that Ji Hengan pulled He Ning and shook his head at him.

This kind of person is mentally ill, so beating him with a hob is useless.

"Stop it, send it to Sister Dai early tomorrow morning and see how she solves it?"

"If this guy doesn't change his ways, he should be beaten to death."

He Ning came and kicked him hard again. Although the matter had been settled by Sister Dai, Sister Dai was still watching in the wild most of the night to help them deal with the aftermath.

The trouble this stupid thing got into caused them to fill holes. They couldn't hold their breath no matter how much they thought about it. They really wanted to punch him into the wall and make him unable to get out.

Ji Hengan shook his head at him and reminded him,
"You have forgotten the price paid by Wang Manlou. They only took money and did things for others. They had to make amends for three months in a row. They were unlucky for more than half a year. This kid is the real mastermind behind the scenes."

Ji Hengan stared at He Shuo with unclear eyes, looking forward to what would happen to this kid.

Hearing his brother's reminder, He Ning's eyes lit up and he suddenly felt a little gloating.

"You have to pay a price for doing something wrong. As for how much the price will be for you, to be honest, I'm quite curious."


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