Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 42

Inhale, run up, jump, and swish across the courtyard wall, it's perfect!
All the spectators were dumbfounded.

Dare to climb over the courtyard wall of Xia's house, it's courageous.

But being able to leap over in one leap depends on hard power.

"This kid...is he courting death?"

Seeing that Wei Wuji really rushed towards the courtyard wall, Xia Huo was also a little dumbfounded, and asked, "Sister, did he turn over?"

Xia Bing was shocked, even though Wei Wuji was so sloppy, this jump is enough to prove that he is not ordinary.

"what!"

But he heard Wei Wuji's screams coming from the courtyard.

Xia Yue's complexion changed suddenly, she slipped under Xia Huo's armpit and rushed into the courtyard, and saw Wei Wuji lying on the ground straight, like a big bastard.

Just as he was about to check, Wei Wuji stood up by himself.

Wei Wuji took out the Erguotou wine bottle in his trouser pocket, checked that it was not broken, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and said angrily: "Hua Fu, are you plotting against me?"

Hua Fu stayed behind the walnut tree all the time, when he heard the words, he poked his head out, glanced behind Wei Wuji, and said regretfully, "Boy, run for your life!"

Do you really have to die if you climb over the wall and come in?
Seeing Hua Fu retracting his head, Wei Wuji was puzzled. Looking at this posture, it doesn't look like Hua Fu was plotting against him. Could it be that there is a ghost behind him?
Turning around and looking, there was a strange trace at the place where he landed just now, leading to his feet, and looking down again, there was a little turtle lying on his back.

However, only the shell of the turtle is intact, and the body of the turtle has been trampled until its juices flow.

"This is bad!"

Seeing the tragic death of the little turtle, Xia Yue panicked, and hurriedly said, "Wuji, run over the wall!"

Instead of running away, Wei Wuji kicked the little turtle. After confirming that it was a dead turtle, he said angrily, "Who put this dead turtle here? Do you know it's dangerous? If you break my wine bottle, you will pay for it." up?"

Fortunately, the monkey wine is fine, otherwise Wei Wuji would really have to work hard.

"Osmanthus, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Xia Huo entered the hospital, he saw the dead tortoise and rushed over like a lunatic, picked up the dead tortoise, and cried: "My dear, you...how did you die?"

This little turtle is called osmanthus?

Seeing Xia Yue's face full of resentment, Wei Wuji knew in his heart that Xia Huo couldn't be like those villagers who directly scolded Xia Yue as a wild species, so he gave Xia Yue's mother's name to the little turtle. more ruthless.

Little turtle, little turtle, I thought you died unjustly, but now it seems that you deserved it, who made you follow the wrong master.

"I am going to kill you!"

Xia Huo reacted and glared at Wei Wuji fiercely, but this was her grandfather's birthday banquet, so it's not good to be violent directly.

At this moment, Xia Yue's heart is very happy. This little turtle Xia Huo has been raising for three years, and she has a deep relationship. Because her name is Osmanthus, she even quarreled with Xia Huo, but it was useless. In Xia's family, strength proves her status, let alone her She's still a concubine, if it wasn't for her grandfather protecting her, she wouldn't be eligible to attend this birthday banquet at all.

"Laughing fart!"

Realizing that Xia Yue was actually snickering, Xia Huo's anger erupted again, and he shouted hysterically: "Your mother is dead, can you still laugh?"

"enough!"

The smile on Xia Zhongru's face froze in an instant, and he slapped the table fiercely, and the ancient red sandalwood table in front of him scattered all over the floor with a crash, and the incomparably terrifying coercion surged towards Xia Huo.

Xia Huogui screamed and fell to the ground, his face was as white as paper, and he was sweating like rain.

This old man...

Wei Wuji trembled all over, feeling like urinating.

The skinny old man chuckled and said: "Old Xia, children, it's inevitable to be noisy, why bother to get so angry, it's not worth it to lose your body!"

Xia Zhongru smiled wryly, and sighed: "The family is unlucky, Lao Hua makes you laugh."

"Huo'er, this girl, the old man likes her more and more."

The skinny old man stroked his beard and smiled, the meaning in his words made Xia Zhongru frown slightly.

A handsome half-hundred-year-old uncle suddenly walked quickly from the side, first helped Xia Huo up, and slapped Xia Yue with his hands.

Tears welled up in Xia Yue's eyes, and she looked at the uncle with despair.

Damn, dare to hit Xia Yue in front of me?
Wei Wuji rushed over in one step, reaching out to grab it, but the uncle flicked his wrist and easily avoided it.

Snapped!
The crisp slap was like a fan on Wei Wuji's heart.

Xia Yue was slapped and fell to the ground, covering half of her red and swollen face, resisting the severe pain, without groaning.

Wei Wuji was very distressed when he saw it, without thinking about it, he swung his left fist, and his right fist went straight out, both fists were like raindrops, and they smashed wildly.

What about people?

"You boy!"

The uncle stood three meters away, folded his hands on his chest, and said coldly: "I discipline my daughter, and you dare to intervene?"

Wei Wuji was startled, and asked in confusion, "You are Xia Yue's father? Why don't you look like that?"

"What did you say?"

The uncle flew into a rage, clenched his fist, and was about to give Wei Wuji some flair, when a crowd of people walked in at the door.

Wei Wuji had actually seen those people before, but it was on the TV news that the first, second and third leaders of the Golden Buddha Province all came to congratulate Xia Zhongru on his birthday. The situation was scary enough.

As soon as the politicians arrived, the birthday banquet began immediately.

Amidst the sound of birthday wishes, presents were presented one by one.

The skinny old man is called Hua Zhongfei, and he is the head of the Hua family. In the Shenzhou Kingdom, his status is still hidden above that of Xia Zhongru.

East China and West Xia, the two families have always been at odds. This time, Hua Zhongfei came here uninvited, but this was expected by Xia Zhongru.

Hua Zhongfei's birthday gift is a golden Buddha, which is exquisitely crafted and has a long history. The fly in the ointment is that it has no head.

When this gift was presented, everyone was in an uproar. The meaning of giving a headless golden Buddha at the birthday banquet was not very good.

"Hua Lao, are you cursing the old man to kill his head as soon as possible?"

Seeing the headless golden Buddha, Xia Zhongru showed displeasure, and his address for Hua Zhongfei became respectful.

"Old Xia, don't get me wrong!"

Hua Zhongfei glanced at the crowd, and said darkly: "The black-bone chicken that has just entered the red list should have come too? This headless golden Buddha was given to him by the old man. If the black-bone chicken doesn't come, Lao Xia will hand it over to him."

Xia Zhongru frowned, and said coldly: "Is it a declaration of war to play this trick at the old man's birthday banquet?"

"Whoever kills my grandson, why not fight?"

Huazhong Fei's eyes were as bright as lightning, he stood up and clasped his fists, saying: "There will be a time later!"

Su Hao, a senior official of the Golden Buddha Province, stood up immediately, and said with a smile, "Mr. Hua, go slowly!"

Hua Zhongfei shook his hand and left.

"Old Xia, don't be angry."

Su Hao turned to Xia Zhongru and persuaded him, "Old Hua's favorite grandson died tragically in the reeds of the Jinhe River. It is only natural that Hua Lao felt depressed."

"It should be a fart!"

Xia Zhongru was furious when he heard the words, pointed at the door, and shouted: "Disappear immediately!"

These old guys are really more difficult to serve than one!
Su Hao wiped off his cold sweat, led the leadership team of the Provincial Party Committee and Provincial Government, left without taking a sip of wine.

Xia Zhongru's eyes were as cold as arrows, and he said without anger, "serve the food!"

"Old Xia, this is my birthday present for you!"

Seeing that everyone else was giving presents, Wei Wuji couldn't sit still, so he quickly took out the Erguotou wine bottle before the food was served.

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