My Xiuxian QQ

Chapter 205

After coming back from my aunt’s house, it’s almost seven o’clock. Father Fang Tianzheng and mother Li Hui looked at the happy doll, looked at each other with speechless wry smiles, this little girl has done all the ‘bad things’ at the aunt’s house, that’s really not ordinary irritating , when they came back, Tao Ran had the look of sending off the plague god on the second day of the Lunar New Year, which made people laugh.

Fang Yuan praised the doll loudly, she was lively and cute at relatives' house, united with children, had a lively atmosphere, and was cute and coquettish, which won the praise of the elders, let her continue to maintain it, and make persistent efforts.

Just after the praise, Fang Yuan sneezed several times.

At my aunt's house, Tao Ran and his wife looked at the sofa, wall, cabinet, and even the LCD TV screen in the living room. They were all covered with black oil stains, and they didn't know where to start cleaning.

Sin!
They all knew that it was impossible for Fang Tianzheng and his wife to instruct the children to do this, it must be the bastard Fang Yuan who was behind the remote control.

This little brat! ! !

Beside, Tao Youran poured a glass of water and went back to the house.

Tao Ran called her to stop and asked her to help clean up together.

Tao Youran hummed and refused, saying that her friend would ask her out later and she didn't have time.

Tao Ran still doesn't understand, this house will definitely be inherited by him in the future, Tao Youran won't get anything, how can he spend effort to clean it?

White-eyed wolves, all white-eyed wolves!
Tao Ran wanted to slap someone angrily, at this moment he couldn't help but think of his son.

……

On the third day of the Lunar New Year the next day, Fang Yuan's family set off again, heading for their second uncle's house.

The second uncle's house is in the old district, mainly bungalows. Although the environment is average, the location is good and the environment is good. Neighbors often come out to chat at the door, which is very lively.

The aunt's family already had a psychological shadow on the doll. Wherever she went, they hid there, feeding it like a virus.

The second uncle's son, Li Qingyun, was also there, and he found Tao Youran with a bitter face, speechless.

There is only one big singer approached by their company recently, but that is the superstar, let alone outsiders, even he may not be seen, and even bring someone to meet, isn't this embarrassing?

But Tao Youran didn't care about this, people in their thirties started to play tricks, saying that your mother promised you to go back on your word, how can others poke your mother's spine when it spreads?
Li Qingyun's face turned black, and he could only agree, but he couldn't guarantee whether it could be done.

After lunch, the family called someone outside to play mahjong together. This is my mother Li Hui's strength. She quickly got into the mood, and then turned on the chattering mode on twitter.

Soon, only the voice of my mother Li Hui was left on the mahjong table.

Father Fang Tianzheng and Fang Yuan looked at each other, they both blushed and ran away.

……

At the same time, in a certain area in the Middle East, there are three people who are playing blackjack.

This is the junction of the borders of the four countries. The terrain is vast and dangerous, stretching for hundreds of miles, and the folk customs are extremely tough. Under the deliberate arrangements of the reactionary forces of various countries and large foreign consortia, a large number of heavy firepower weapons are spread here. It can be said that there are gun battles every day, and the hills are stained red with blood, gradually giving birth to three powerful forces.

One of them is the War Right Hand Killer Organization!
At this moment, the boss on Zhan Zhan's right hand, a middle-aged black man nicknamed Death, casually threw away the cards in his hand, and said with a cold snort: "The merger of the three companies is not a small matter, if there is not enough interest, my brothers will not agree. "

There was a hint of savagery in his voice, as if the whole world owed him $200 million.

"Reaper, interest is like a piece of cake. Now the three of us each hold a piece, how much can we have? Only by merging and making the cake bigger will our interests become bigger!" The speaker was a young Israeli with a dark complexion. White, with frivolous eyes, looks like a rich and dandy child.

But those who know him don't think so. This guy's nickname has been spread throughout the Middle East along with his perverted personality, making people horrified.

His name is Broken Corpse!It is said that there is support from a large American consortium behind it.

Lahore, the leader of another drug-trafficking faction, shouted, "Then, who will be the boss!"

Snakes can't do without a head, not to mention they still do their job. If the leader can't do it, he will be taken out of his nest by Interpol in minutes.

While arguing, a harsh phone call came in suddenly.

The boss on Zhan Zhan's right hand, God of Reaper frowned slightly.

"Go ahead." Broken Corpse sneered lightly.

"Hmph!" Reaper took out his mobile phone to connect, and smiled cruelly after hearing a few words, "I see, don't worry, the fun has just begun!"

"What?" The Broken Corpse showed a strange color.

The god of death said: "The little brother under his hand has missed."

"Hehe, what are you going to do? It's still the same as before?" Lahore smiled, and the poisonous scar on his face twisted, extremely disgusting.

There was a cold light in Death God's eyes: "What do you think?"

Broken Corpse said: "If the three of us merge, the matter of the right hand of the war will naturally be our business, and their rules will be our rules!"

He glanced at Lahore, with a hint of madness on his face: "Whoever we want to kill, he must die, and whoever dares not die, let him pay a painful and bloody price, until the whole world recognizes our rules , abide by our rules!"

Lahore's chest suddenly swelled up like a blower, obviously being aroused by true feelings.

"Well said, let the whole world abide by our rules!" In the next second, the excited expression on Lahore's face disappeared, "Then, who will be the boss?!"

Broken Corpse smiled coldly, feeling a little disappointed in his heart, but he recovered in an instant. Lahore can become the 'Big Three', and he is by no means a person who is easily sensationalized.

The god of death said: "If you want to be the boss, you must abide by our rules!"

Broken Corpse and Lahore looked at each other, and they both saw what they were thinking in each other's eyes.

"Then, who is it?" Broken Corpse smiled coldly.

"Huaxia... the Qiu family in the devil's capital!" The god of death showed madness in his eyes, "Hahahaha...Although the employer is also from the Qiu family, but!"

"Follow our rules too!" The poisonous scar on Lahore's face moved slowly like a centipede.

……

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Fangyuan's family woke up early, and mother Li Hui made a delicious breakfast, and after eating, they went to the house of their uncle and aunt in Modu.

"Hug Fangyuan!" The baby's stomach is still bulging. Yesterday at the second uncle's house, this little guy was rude, eating and drinking, and he hasn't finished digesting it yet.

Fang Yuan picked up the doll, glanced at Zhou Ya who had piercing eyes, and got on his father's big car.

"Let's go!" the baby yelled, feeling very excited about seeing sister Zijin soon.

Fang Yuan fastened the seat belt on the doll, a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

This is... a whim?

something happened?
Fang Yuan frowned slightly, and his face gradually turned cold. He remembered the matter of the right hand of the war. According to the time, the other party's revenge should be in these two days!

(End of this chapter)