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    Early the next morning, Mr. Zhan was woken up by a sudden movement. It vaguely sounded like someone was doing morning exercises, roaring and hahaha.  Mr. Zhan got up, put on his clothes, and walked out of the house. The door to the backyard opened. In the alley outside, Uncle Dong was pumping his fists and stretching his legs, as if he was practicing some boxing skills. Mr. Zhan smiled and walked to the door to watch for a while.

    ¡°I have never seen Uncle Dong practicing martial arts before, but now it seems that kicking his legs, stretching his fists and blowing in the wind is really interesting.  Looking carefully, Mr. Zhan was almost happy. Uncle Dong's boxing skills were learned from the game console. The action pattern is simply Nikaido Benimaru's signature move, but Uncle Dong's movements are not very coherent and inconsistent.  It's just that it's in place. It doesn't matter if you exercise. After watching Master Zhan for a while, he went into the house and went to the kitchen to cook some noodles and fried some egg sauce.

    After Dong Shu practiced his fists, the grandfather snoring and snoring noodles.

    "Uncle Dong, I'll go out in a while." Mr. Zhan said vaguely with noodles in his mouth.

    "Oh~, what are you going to do?" After practicing boxing, Uncle Dong's energy level improved significantly.

    "Haha, I'm going to get the money and buy you a big house. From now on, we won't have to wait for this broken land." In front of Uncle Dong, Mr. Zhan will always be like a child.  Although there was a bright smile on his face, Mr. Zhan was worried that if he was found by those two people again and killed again, he didn't know if he would be so lucky to survive. If he really cut it off this time as the girl said.  My head was unprepared and there was no second chance.  Therefore, settling Uncle Dong is his biggest wish at the moment.

    "Haha, silly boy, I know you are kind to Uncle Dong, but Uncle Dong is old and can't enjoy that blessing. Besides, after staying here for half a life, I feel a little reluctant to leave." Uncle Dong said this from the bottom of his heart. When he was young,  He took a detour and became a thief. Although he once achieved the status of the Northeast Thieves King, no matter how cunning a fox was, he could not defeat a good hunter. He was eventually caught and imprisoned. After he came out, his wife ran away with someone else.  His sons all took other people's surnames, which was the thing he regretted the most in his life. He never recovered. Later, after being introduced by relatives, he came to be a housekeeper for Dachengzi, and that's when he found a place to stay here.

    "Then buy this place, and you will be the boss from now on." Mr. Zhan looked up at the old machines in the house, and thought that it wouldn't cost much to redeem this place. Uncle Dong will still have a living in the future.  I felt more at ease.  Uncle Dong stopped but didn't say anything against it.

    After breakfast, Mr. Zhan dressed neatly and walked out of the alley. The reason why he wanted to show that he was neatly dressed was because in addition to normal clothes and trousers, Mr. Zhan also specially added a cap and a mask. Although he could transform at any time, he could not let it happen.  A group of bats swaggering through the market in broad daylight with a bag of money in their mouths.  After getting in the car, Mr. Zhan went straight to his hometown. This was a newly built building. Because the location was far away from the city, the occupancy rate was not very high. Some families with some spare money bought it because of the low price.  After simple renovation, the house will be rented out to young people working nearby.  Master Zhan rented a small room of more than 30 square meters here. He rarely stayed here, mainly to store his trophies.

    The gold bars could not be moved for the time being. Mr. Zhan took out twenty bundles from the bag where the cash was placed. Although he had no business experience, the machines in the game arcade were very old. If he wanted to redeem them, he would only be able to redeem one hundred thousand at most.  , plus one year¡¯s rent, some

    For miscellaneous expenses, 200,000 yuan is definitely enough. Mr. Zhan is also afraid that Uncle Dong will suddenly have too much cash in his hand and be noticed by others. After all, he is still famous in the police, so he found a backpack.  Carrying the money on his back, Mr. Zhan took a taxi and walked back, wanting to quickly hand the money to Uncle Dong.

    But just after the car turned out of the park, Mr. Zhan discovered two very strange figures. They said they were strange not because they were sneaky, but because these two figures from behind made Mr. Zhan feel familiar. Although he looked familiar, he seemed to feel a certain affection for these two figures.  This figure also has some unpleasant memories. This feeling is like a lump in the throat, unable to spit out or swallow. Master Zhan has been trying hard to collect in his mind where he has seen these two people.

    Until the car was almost at the game hall, Mr. Zhan was suddenly excited, it was them!

    "Sifu, I'm here, please pull over." Mr. Zhan said, paid and got out of the car, but he was not in a hurry to go back.

    If Mr. Zhan remembered correctly, the two people he saw just now were Abe and Janis, who killed him once while talking and laughing that day. No wonder he felt familiar but couldn't think of them because he had only seen them vaguely.  It's just a blurry front.  What were they doing there?  Come to kill yourself?  Master Zhan couldn't think of the second possibility. If that was the case, Master Zhan didn't want to sit still and wait for death. At least he couldn't let this danger endanger Uncle Dong.  After getting out of the car, Mr. Zhan walked around in the alley to make sure he was not being followed.

    "Dachengzi~~, why did you just leave like this, leaving us orphans and widowed mothers, what should we do~" Before he approached the entrance of the alley, Mr. Zhan quickly said:As he slept, he heard the sound of a woman wailing.  From what I heard, it should be that Dachengzi¡¯s daughter-in-law from the countryside has arrived.  So I quickened my pace, and as soon as I opened the back door, oh~, there were people in this room.

    Uncle Dong was squatting alone next to the game console he played last night, smoking with his head down. Next to the table in the middle of the room, a woman in her thirties dressed voluptuously sat there with her legs crossed, behind her.  The two men, who looked like they were not kind-hearted at first glance, wore sunglasses and large gold chains as thick as their fingers hung around their necks. They held their shoulders and looked at the woman opposite who kept crying.

    This woman was rarely seen by Zhan. She was Dachengzi¡¯s sweetheart in the city. It was because of her that Xiao Cuier had not brought his wife over from the countryside in these years.

    The one who was crying was Dachengzi's original wife. She had a round face that was not outstanding, her skin was slightly dark, her round body was wearing an old gray men's suit, and she was leading a pair of teenage children behind her.  The mother cried so hard that the slightly younger boy started crying at the top of his lungs.

    "Okay, okay, why are you crying? I tell you, you have to squeeze out this money for me today, otherwise, you won't want this store." Xiao Cuier shouted at the woman with a sharp voice.  Said, the tone of the door is two octaves higher than hers.

    Mr. Zhan shook his head and walked towards Uncle Dong regardless of the commotion.

    "Who are you?" Xiao Cuier asked loudly when she saw a man suddenly walking in, fearing that he was a helper brought in by Dachengzi's wife.

    Mr. Zhan raised his eyes and glanced at her, too lazy to speak.  A strong man behind Xiao Cuier saw that Mr. Zhan was silent and wanted to show his authority. He swayed his body, walked over, stretched out his hand and pushed Mr. Zhan, "You are so fucking deaf."

    Mr. Zhan sneered in his heart, you are looking for death.
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