Rebirth of the Destined Wife

Chapter 291 The Duan Family (1)
As if being pierced by thousands of arrows, the disbelief on Duan Jinglou's face almost made Duan Anhui think that Shen Qingtong really had something to do with Duan Jingchen, but Mad Dog had already told him just now that Duan Jinglou and Shen Qingtong had nothing to do with each other. Qing Tong is a fiancée, so this Duan Jingzun wants to be a mistress...

Duan Anhui has always been a very nervous person, so he didn't find that the names of Duan Jingchen and Duan Jinglou were very similar, because the parents of the Duan family always brought Duan Jingzhang with them when they attended the five-year gathering of the Duan family, so the names of the Duan family Many people don't know the existence of Duan Jinglou, and it's understandable that they don't know each other.

Just when Duan Jingzhen was thinking about how to make Shen Qingtong remember their good times, Mad Dog tugged at Duan Anhui who was beside him, pointed at the two people over there and asked.

"Those two over there, do you know each other?" Duan Anhui nodded as he followed Mad Dog's finger.

"Of course I do. The young one is my uncle's son Duan Yiqian, and the older one is my uncle's adopted son, Duan Yihai. Duan Yihai is several years older than Duan Yiqian."

"That Duan Yihai looks good." Mad Dog, who has been used to observing people all the year round, feels that this section of Yihai is much better than Duan Yiqian next to him.

"Of course, I can't even beat him. Of course he is very strong." Duan Anhui was a little envious and jealous. The 27-year-old Duan Yihai is already a person with internal strength, and his future is limitless.

"Oh? I'm even interested when you say that, but he's better than you. It's not about guns. Have you seen his arms? There's also the curvature of his left and right hands. I've seen people with guns in both hands." Yes, but I haven’t seen anyone with a pair of guns with them.” Mad Dog continued, what made him notice just now was actually the incongruity on Duan Yihai’s body, just like Mad Dog and the others, they all carry gun man.

People like them can always find each other in a crowd. This feeling is generally called the tacit understanding of similar people.

Duan Yihai also glanced in this direction, and finally saw Duan Anhui, and when his eyes fell on Duan Jinglou's face, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and said something to Duan Yiqian, and the two walked towards this side come over.

"What? You said he's carrying a gun with him now?" Duan Anhui was really frightened. They, the ancient martial arts family, actually dislike the use of hot weapons the most. Many people know how to use them, but they are not very keen on them. Duan Anhui couldn't accept the news that Duan Yihai carried a gun with him.

"Yeah, I have it too, do you want to see it?" Mad Dog thinks that this person is actually quite funny, so as soon as he finished speaking, he has an extra pocket pistol in his hand. It is white, like a toy gun, and he changes hands. He threw it to Duan Anhui.

Duan Anhui's hand that received the gun trembled for a moment, and after feeling the weight of the pocket silver gun in his hand, he immediately confirmed that it was a real gun, and immediately looked at Mad Dog excitedly.

"Brother, you can do it! You have a gun with you! Are you afraid of going off?"

Completely ignoring the question of why the mad dog had a gun on him, Duan Anhui only thought that since he could carry the gun with him, and he had been fighting with him for so long just now, what should he do if the gun went off during the fight...

"Cut, this thing can't fire. If you're interested, I'll teach you how to play it later." The mad dog looked proud. This silver pistol has been remodeled. A big change, but the damage is even greater. This is Mad Dog's most cherished gun. He has to carry it with him every day. If Duan Anhui didn't like it, he wouldn't take it out so casually. For Mad Dog , he believes in fate at a glance.

It's like, the kind of people who have never met in the crowd, just look at each other, maybe they are destined opponents.

As for Duan Anhui, it was obvious that he was destined to become Mad Dog's friend in his heart.

Duan Yihai and Duan Yiqian had already walked towards this side, getting closer and closer, their eyes fell on Duan Jinglou's face, because that face was too similar to a person.

Duan Anhui was interested in watching the excitement, because the uncle's two sons were not like the uncle, but Duan Jinglou, who had just met, looked a lot like the uncle, so I don't know what these two people thought when they saw it?
Duan Yihai admitted that he was a little surprised to see such a man who looked very similar to his father, but he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his younger brother Duan Yiqian.

Duan Yiqian stared fiercely at Duan Jinglou's face, with an undisguised disgust on his face. For the first time, he felt that someone who looked like his father was actually a very disgusting thing...

"Cousin Anhui, it's really a fate. I didn't expect to meet you here." Duan Yihai greeted Duan Anhui with a gentle smile on his face. If it wasn't for Mad Dog who knew that this man was carrying two guns, he might have thought that This man is such a gentle man.

Duan Anhui, who was studying the pocket silver gun with his head down, was taken aback. When he looked up, he saw Duan Yihai's disgusting smile, so the corners of his lips curled up.

"In a few days, there will be a reunion in the old house. This time, many members of the Doushi family will come back. Doesn't Cousin Yihai know?"

What Duan Anhui dislikes the most is Duan Yihai's hypocritical appearance. Although he is the adopted son of his uncle, in fact Duan Yihai definitely gets more things than them, but if he wants to find out Duan Yihai's identity, Still no one is really looking into this.

"Of course I know this, I'm just a little happy to meet Anhui's cousin here." Duan Yihai still smiled, as if he didn't care about being teased by Duan Anhui at all, but his eyes fell on the pocket silver gun in Duan Anhui's hand , A dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Come on, come on, I'm not happy. My cousin and I are not in the same age group, so we young people can't get along with my cousin." As long as Duan Anhui is not with his family, he usually has He can say whatever he wants, especially Duan Yihai and Duan Yiqian who he doesn't like, so naturally he doesn't have a good face.

Duan Yiqian, who was not going to speak at first, immediately became angry when he heard Duan Anhui's words, and yelled at Duan Anhui directly.

"Duan Anhui! You think my brother is willing to see you! I don't know who lost to my brother last year!" Duan Yiqian's words seemed to be hatred, but they also brought Duan Yihai into the whirlpool .

Duan Anhui looked at Duan Yiqian's defense of Duan Yihai, and felt it was ridiculous, because although one of the two sons of the uncle's family was particularly promising, he was an adopted son, while his own son was not so good. Those in the Duan family began to discuss how to stand in line Well, this Duan Yiqian is still a fool.

(End of this chapter)