Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 20 Is Killing Your Wife Glorious?

Late at night, Repulse Bay Road, villa area.

Compared with the single-family villas on the Victoria Peak, the villas in Repulse Bay are much cheaper in terms of price and rent, and the social status of the residents is not the same.

However, for ordinary citizens of Hong Kong Island, being able to own a villa in Repulse Bay can already be regarded as the highest achievement that can be achieved through hard work in life.

The poor teenagers in the house, many of them have three biggest dreams in life: to become a Mercedes, to go to the Repulse Bay Villa, and to sleep with Miss Hong Kong.

As for the villa in Taiping Mountain, it cannot be achieved through personal efforts. Normal people would never dream of such farts.

Closer to home, at No. 21 on the east side of the villa area, "Luo House" is hung at the door, and the lights of the whole villa have been turned off. Except for a few cameras with flashing red dots, the villa looks unusually peaceful.

However, Luo Ye, who was sleeping, turned pale with shock at this moment!
"You have no credit, didn't you agree to take back the dream? Why do I have dreams again?"

In today's dream, Dai Bobo did not appear, replaced by Shifang with a sinister face.

Shifang shrugged his shoulders, took out a glass of red wine as if by magic, leaned on the sofa, raised Erlang's legs leisurely, and said jokingly:

"I just said that I won't let Dai Bobo harass you again. I didn't say that you won't have any more dreams. Look, didn't Dai Bobo come today?"

Luo Ye almost collapsed: "What on earth are you going to do? The money has been given to you, and you still refuse to let me go?"

"I thought about it, 1000 million, you can't even buy the first floor of this villa of yours. We are all friends. There is no reason for you to live in a villa and drive a Mercedes. I want to live in a house and take a taxi. Have the heart to do this?"

Shifang casually threw out a contract: "Why don't you give me both the company and the villa, so that I can retire with peace of mind in the future."

Luo Ye took over the contract and saw that it was an asset transfer contract, including financial assets such as his company's equity, stock trusts, and real estate such as villas and cars.
Simply put, it is his entire net worth.

"Go to hell you!"

Luo Ye slammed the contract on the ground, yelling and rushing up to hit Shifang,
Shi Fang didn't even look at it, and with a wave of his hand, Luo Ye, weighing more than 100 kilograms, flew out, as easily as a fly.

"Brother, this is in a dream, here, I'm talking."

Shi Fang snapped his fingers, and the contracts scattered all over the place were neatly reorganized into a stack.
He crossed his legs and said calmly: "I hate forcing others. If you don't sign, I don't care."

After speaking, he made a seal with his hands and made a strange gesture.

Luo Ye was in a trance.
More than half of his sanity remained in the dream, and a small half returned to reality.

Like a bystander, he saw himself standing at the bedside in his pajamas with a ferocious face, staring at his sleeping wife, with a knife in his hand.

"Wife, wake up, run!"

Luo Ye yelled in panic, but in reality, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He slowly raised his hand, put the knife on his wife's neck, and cut the main artery, and blood started to appear.

Mrs. Luo fell into a deep sleep and didn't realize it.

"The property is yours, and so is your wife. It's up to you to choose whatever you want. But if I were you, I would change my wife at worst. You are so rich anyway, hahaha..." Shifang's voice came from far away. .

"I sign! I sign! Stop it!" Luo Ye completely gave up resistance and shouted at the top of his voice.

"You did this voluntarily." Shifang smiled proudly and handed the contract to Luo Ye.

With trembling hands, Luo Ye signed his name at the end of the contract.

Just after writing the word 'Luo', Ye just wrote a stroke, and the whole dream suddenly ignited a fire without warning.

Shifang, who was still very calm before, suddenly changed his face: "Who?! What's going on!"

……

……

Luo Ye suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed like a corpse.
The moonlight shines in the bedroom from the window, and my wife is lying next to her, everything is safe and sound.

"Fufuhu... It's okay, it's okay, it's a dream, it's a dream... It scared me to death..." He gasped heavily, sweating all over his body.

At this moment, in the corner of the dark room, a man's laughter suddenly sounded,
"See if you don't, it's called being obsessed with ghosts."

"Who!"

Luo Ye was so frightened that he almost had diabetes collapse, so he turned on the light with a snap.
I saw two men standing in the room.

A four-eyed, unshaven middle-aged man in pajamas, flip flops,
One was Police Officer Lin whom he had seen during the day, with an unlit cigarette still dangling from his mouth.

"How did you get in?! I broke into a house privately. I want to call the police!"

"Mr. Luo, I am the policeman. If you have any questions, just tell me."

Lin Jiajun took out the zippo and lit it on fire, then raised his chin at Mrs. Luo who was lying next to him: "But before that, I suggest you stop your wife's bleeding first."

"My wife?" Luo Ye was taken aback for a moment, and quickly turned to look at his wife who was sleeping beside him.

It looked normal from the back, but when he broke his wife's body, he suddenly saw a wound on his neck, which was bleeding outwards.

A bloody knife fell under the bed.

"Wife, wife, wake up! What did you do to my wife?!" Luo Ye asked angrily,

Lin Jiajun spread his hands: "Mr. Luo, did you forget the dream just now?"

"Dream...Dream? Me? Is it me?"

Luo Ye tried hard to recall the dream just now,

His expression froze suddenly, and then became extremely painful. While scratching his head vigorously, he shouted loudly: "It's me! It's me, I killed my wife, I killed my wife!"

Brother You raised his eyes and asked strangely: "Ajun, is this man crazy? Killing his wife is not something that can bring honor to the family. Do you need to shout so passionately? It's like you are performing a stage play. ?”

"Brother You, everyone has their own personal design, just like your personal design is wearing pajamas and flip flops. Have I ever asked you why you still insist on wearing flip flops and open pajamas in such a cold weather? , showing shorts and a ripped vest? Everyone has been the protagonist, let's respect each other."

As Lin Jiajun said, he took out a roll of bandages and threw it to Luo Ye.

"Okay, Mr. Luo, you have to shout, you have to shout, you are just a supporting actor, you have already stolen a lot of scenes, don't waste any more time.

Luckily for you, we came in time, the knife wasn't inserted very deep, so hurry up and bandage her wound, rest for a few days and she'll be fine. "

"Ah? Then why didn't my wife wake up?" Luo Ye asked in surprise,
When I touched my wife's chest, my heart was still beating and it was still hot.

For the first time in his life, he felt that it was great that his wife had a flat chest. Otherwise, like Dai Bobo, he would not be able to tell whether his wife still had a heartbeat.

"She was affected by the head-lowering technique and fell into a coma. Move faster." Brother You said.

"Oh oh oh." Luo Ye hurriedly took off the bandage and hurriedly bandaged it.

However, the craftsmanship is very trendy, and the bleeding did not stop after several laps. Instead, he was covered in blood, like a perverted madman who just killed someone.

"Mr. Luo, I asked you to bandage the wound, not put a sling on your wife. Do you really want to change your wife and strangle her to death?"

Lin Jiajun couldn't stand it any longer, so he casually threw the cigarette butt on the 8000 yuan per foot cashmere carpet and stomped it out, then pushed Luo Ye away, and helped Mrs. Luo bandage her neck.

To tell you the truth, Mrs. Luo is actually quite pretty.

Just flat.

(End of this chapter)