The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 120 The Farmer Digging the Soil

To the southwest of the Dragon Kingdom, the terrain here is undulating and there are many mountains.

At the foot of a hill, there are several acres of fields, and in one acre of fields, there is an old man digging the soil with a hoe.

The old man was very thin, and it seemed that there was only a piece of skin left on the bone frame. His hair was completely white, and every step he moved felt very strenuous.

After more than half an hour like this, a strong man with a thick back came to the field.

He has a face with Chinese characters, and he exudes an extremely sturdy aura, which is much stronger than the so-called gangsters.

"Father, let me come."

The strong man walked up to the old man and tried to take the hoe from the old man's hand.

The old man shook his head at him, digging the field as before.

The strong man was silent for a while, and did not continue to insist, but said to the old man: "Father, I have already captured a son of the Ling family."

"It's not dead."

The old man paused slightly with his hand raising the hoe, and asked in a somewhat vague voice.

The strong man shook his head and said: "It was said that it was killed, but it was not really killed. No matter how you say it, it will take ten days and a half months."

The old man threw the hoe directly into the field and limped towards the road.

When he came to the road, he tore off the tobacco rod hanging from his waist, lit the dry tobacco inside and smoked it.

Acrid smoke came out of his mouth. The old man squatted on the ground looking at the several acres of fields, and said with a smile: "Little San, how many acres of fields are there here?"

The strong man standing behind the old man took a look, hesitated and said, "Six and a half acres."

The old man nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, six and a half mu, one mu is for Maverick Niu, and three mu is for you three brothers, and the other half mu is for me to prepare the coffin land, you know Who is the last two acres prepared for?"

The strong man's expression suddenly became ugly, he clenched his fists tightly, and said in a sad voice: "It's for our Xiaoxiao."

"Yes, it's for my grandson."

The old man's wrinkled face showed a particularly ugly, but very warm smile.

Snapped--

Suddenly, the old man threw the cigarette rod in his hand on the ground, and with a click, his lifetime-used cigarette rod instantly broke into two pieces.

The old man stood up and laughed loudly, the laughter was full of desolation.

He gestured with his hands, with tears in his eyes, and said in a choked voice: "I still remember that when Xiao Xiao was born, he was born with a smile. When my grandfather hugged him, he smiled very happily... "

In the end, the old man's face collapsed, his face was very ugly, and he growled and said: "But I only hugged him once, and when I wanted to hug him again, my son died, and my grandson who was not yet full moon also died. .

Look down on Lao Tzu and Lao Mo's family?Bullying Lao Tzu, Lao Mo's family is a farmer?From today on, I will let the Ling family know that I will let the white-haired people give away the black-haired people, and the old man will let all the white-haired people in his Ling family give away the black-haired people.

I don't have any other skills, but I have a group of old brothers who are not afraid of anything, I have a few adopted sons who are still good, and I have a heart that has been suppressed for almost 25 years. "

……

In another place, in a big mountain, an old man with disheveled hair came out, followed by a middle-aged man in a suit.

"Hahahaha, I finally came out."

As soon as the old man walked out of the mountain, he burst out laughing, and the iron chains on his hands rattled instantly.

boom--

The iron chain was directly blasted away by a powerful force. The old man stopped laughing when he saw the imprint on his wrist, spit on the ground, and said disdainfully: "So what if I am number one in the world? By the way, Xiao Er, Lao Mo, I remember he said 30 years ago that when I came out, he would bring our little grandson to pick me up."

The middle-aged man lowered his head, not daring to look at the old man's face, and said in a low voice, "Second Grandpa, the adoptive father is busy taking revenge now."

"Revenge? Damn it, who bullied Lao Mo? I'm going to kill him now, no, how can such a powerful person as Lao Mo be bullied? Could it be that he is too old to beat others?"

The old man yelled twice at first, and finally seemed to think of something, looking at the middle-aged man with suspicion in his eyes and asked.

The middle-aged man raised his head to look at the old man, his lips twitched twice, and finally said in a hoarse voice: "Second Grandpa, my younger brother is dead, and Xiao Xiao is also dead."

"Little Niu Niu is dead? Who is Xiao Xiao?"

The old man shook his body twice, and finally looked at the middle-aged man and asked, seeing that he hesitated to speak, the old man seemed to know something.

He spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, tears were flowing in an instant, and a powerful aura surged out of his body endlessly.

"I have three brothers, Lao Mo has a son and a grandson, and now they are all dead, all dead, who did it, exactly who did it."

The roar of the old man echoed non-stop in the mountains, frightening a group of flying insects and beasts to scurry around.

……

In Modu, in the supreme box of a hotel, Ji Hanyan sat in front of the table, looking at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him.

The middle-aged man's face was very ordinary, and he had no temperament, but Ji Hanyan looked at him with a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Xiao Yan, this is not like you."

After making tea, the middle-aged man brought a cup in front of Ji Hanyan, and then took a sip of it by himself.

"I can't help it. Daoist summoned the little girl suddenly. It's a lie that the little girl is not afraid. After all... How many people who know Daoist are not afraid of you?"

The person named Daoye laughed silently when he heard Ji Hanyan's joking words, shook his head and said, "Xiaoyan, I don't want to fight with you anymore, I want to attack the Qin Group, you come and help me , after the matter is completed, [-]% of the Qin Group will be yours, and I only want [-]%."

It was Ji Hanyan who couldn't calm down after hearing this sentence, and his expression became moved.

She looked at the middle-aged man, and said word by word: "Master Dao should know that the Qin Group belongs to the Qin family, and it is very dangerous to do so."

The middle-aged man nodded, took a sip of tea and said, "Of course I know, but don't worry, I'll take care of the dangerous things, and you just need to secretly help me provide funds."

Hearing this, Ji Hanyan couldn't help laughing, looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Master Dao, you are just kidding me, how could you suffer such a big loss according to your temperament, you never want to suffer Yes."

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, his eyes suddenly became sharp and he said, "No, no, I didn't suffer a loss. The Qin family business belongs to you, and the Qin family belongs to me. I have made money."

Ji Hanyan now feels that this Daoist is a lunatic, she gently played with the cup, looked up at him and asked, "Can you give me a reason?"

The middle-aged man nodded, and said with a look of sadness on his face: "My nephew is dead. The Qin family and the Ling family did it. He has been dead for almost 25 years."

Ji Hanyan's heart trembled when he heard these words, his eyes changed completely when he saw the middle-aged man, and finally he nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, I promise you."

(End of this chapter)