Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

Two weeks later, Fang Huo and Qiu Lu ushered in an uninvited guest in the small attic they rented.

There was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden stairs, creaking and creaking, breaking into their private territory.

Fang Huo saw the frightened face of the hostess. She stood on the stairs, waved her hands at him, and said helplessly, "I don't know, I don't know why they came in..."

Fang Huo nodded, not angry with her, and said, "Understood, you can go out."

Fang Zhenglin wore a pair of fine leather shoes with pointed toes. Walking, especially when climbing the narrow stairs of such an old house, was extremely difficult, so he cursed loudly as soon as he went upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, he looked around the cramped and dark attic room, let out a disdainful laugh from his throat, and then asked Fang Huo straightforwardly, "Is there something wrong with your mind?"

Half of Fang Huo's body was buried in the shadows, and he stood up expressionlessly, without speaking.

He didn't sleep all the time. From the frantic search at the beginning to the waiting in their small house, there was no news for two whole weeks. He finally began to believe that Peng Ze didn't lie to him, his brother Lu really Is gone, nothing left.

Fang Zhenglin walked around the house, felt around, his face was uncertain.

He is a tall, middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, a Sichuan character in the middle of his brow, and a voice like Hong Zhong. He stands with Peng Ze. If you don't compare the prices of the suits on the two, Fang Zhenglin looks more similar. Is a fool.

When Mr. Fang was still alive, the Fang family's business had basically been wiped out. The two years when Fang Zhengxin took over, although they were not as prosperous as they were at the height of the sun, they were still growing steadily.

Fang Zhenglin is different. He is overly ambitious and not careful enough. During his time in office, he has made great strides. The transportation lines of several coastal cities have to be snatched from the original people, and for the sake of money. Quickly revive some "underground business" ideas, so everywhere needs to be managed, and the funds in his hand will soon be unable to turn around.

Although Peng Ze is his confidant, he only knows a general idea about these things. He only knows that Fang Huo must go back, but only Fang Zhenglin himself understands that if this bastard doesn't obediently go back to be his tool man, then he will be counted as waiting. Fang's is all in his hands, but it's just a mess that can't be solved.

Fang Zhenglin saw enough, finally stopped, turned around, pointed to a wrapped gift box on the table with his chin, and asked Fang Huo, "What is this?"

The gift box didn't look expensive. The outer packaging was wrapped in sky blue paper and decorated with a bow tied with a ribbon. It was a common way of wrapping gifts among students. It was cheap but very clean.

In August, someone has a birthday.

Fang Huo answered the wrong question: "What happened to the thing I asked you to send someone to help find?"

"What broken thing?" Fang Zhenglin stared at him for a few seconds, and said, "What ornament are you talking about? How could you find it? The entire Yuan Clan gymnasium was burned down! Where can I dig out a broken ornament for you? "

Fang Huo gave a soft "Oh" and didn't speak again.

Fang Zhenglin became angry when he saw that he didn't want to eat oil and salt, and when he thought that this kid had figured out that he didn't dare to do anything to him now, he became even more angry, and opened his mouth to scold: "Don't come to this place with me!" Trick! Your surname is Fang anyway, please go home, how many times have you been invited back and forth, are you an uncle? I will personally carry you back in a sedan chair, okay?!"

Before the words were finished, Peng Ze, who had parked the car, also came upstairs. When he came in and saw these two people who were at war, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

The Qiulu man was lost in his hands. When he didn't see him just now, he also helped to find it for two days for some ulterior reasons, but the place was already remote, and there was not even a surveillance camera on the road. No, a big living person disappeared out of thin air, and I really don't know where to find it.

Peng Ze leaned closer to Fang Zhenglin, avoiding Fang Huo's eyes, but after a while, Fang Huo's eyes still stayed on him, and he said helplessly: "Young master, don't look at me like that. I I've told you everything I know, and I really don't know anything else! I just persuaded him a few words, and he ran away by himself! Can this be my fault?"

In these days, he told Fang Huo no less than ten times, but Fang Huo didn't know whether he believed it or not. The look in his eyes was as cold as ice, which made Peng Ze have no choice but to doubt. And did something else, I'm afraid he will really be skinned by his cramps.

"However," Peng Ze paused, looked at Fang Zhenglin again, and said cautiously: "Maybe Mr. Qiu has listened to my suggestion? I told him that the Fang family needs you very much now, but—"

Peng Ze cut off the conversation, he glanced at the distraught side face of the young man in the shadows, and suddenly a strange thought came to his mind: Fang Huo's dependence on that young man named Qiu Lu seemed to be a little bit beyond that between ordinary brothers emotional.

Do normal boys do this to another boy?

Give him the only valuable jade on his body, live with him in a small room, sleep on the same bed, and after knowing that he is gone, the expression on his face is not much different from that of his wife who ran away.

Peng Ze stared at him in astonishment for a few seconds, then suddenly realized, and found it extremely funny, so he cleared his throat, and said with a rather "like-minded" look: "So that's how it is. Young master, if you like this, wait Back in City S, I’ll find you whatever you want. That brother of yours looks pretty good, but his temper is really bad. I touched him, and he—”

Before he finished speaking, Peng Ze was strangled by the young man who rushed over like a leopard.

Fang Huo was half a head taller than him, and when he was irritated, his strength was incomparable. Peng Ze was hit on the face several times. He saw the expression on the young man's face, and finally realized what he said. Things that shouldn't be said.

Fang Huo completely suppressed and beat Peng Ze. Ever since he heard Peng Ze's words, the hostility in his body seemed uncontrollable. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to beat him to death!

Not only because he said he touched Qiulu, but also because this person appeared in City C at first and disrupted their peaceful life, although he was not the culprit.

Fang Zhenglin was taken aback, and when he realized it, Peng Ze had already been beaten to the point of bleeding by Fang Huo. Finally, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he kicked his spine with a leather shoe and cursed: "He Damn bastard, you beat him up, who will drive me?!"

Fang Huo's body was tilted by his kick, he let go of the dying Peng Ze, and stood up unsteadily, with blood dripping between his fingers.

Fang Zhenglin looked at his bloodthirsty eyes, felt a little palpitated for a moment, couldn't help but took two steps back, stood firm, and said, "It's useless even if you beat Peng Ze to death! Who is to blame for losing your own people? Blame it on yourself!" Can't stop!"

There was an unspeakable silence in the room.

Fang Huo raised his eyes to look at him, opened and closed his lips, and after a long time, he said, "I promise you."

"I'll go back with you." Fang Huo said with a blank face but a steady voice, "But I also have a request."

"Tell me." Fang Zhenglin looked at him, and now he feels that as long as this kid doesn't go crazy, he can say anything, "Or let me guess? The first request must be about compensation from the gymnasium, right? Don't worry, It's not a big deal at first, as long as you go back with me, I guarantee that no one will make a fuss about it again."

Fang Huo nodded expressionlessly.

Fang Zhenglin heaved a sigh of relief, and continued: "The few people in your restaurant will also arrange wards for them."

Fang Huo let out a "huh".

Fang Zhenglin glanced at him, "I will also send someone to look for your brother."

"No need." Fang Huo raised his eyes, pointed at Peng Ze, and said, "I don't need this one, let's get another one, I want him - a hand."

The muddy Peng Ze bounced on the ground in horror and let out a few meaningless hums, probably begging the boss to save him.

Peng Ze is also very sad, depressed and uncomfortable. It has only been a long time since he came to City C, and he has been beaten so many times, twice in a week. Does this original gymnasium raise children?It's a fucking wild dog!

He decided to enroll in a taekwondo class in his spare time after returning to S City!

Fang Zhenglin choked for a moment, and glanced at the boy's expression that didn't look like he was joking. He felt that the boy was too ignorant, so he held back his breath and said, "Ah Ze has been with me for many years, and he is loyal. Why are you venting your anger? Isn’t it your brother, I said, I’ll help you find it.”

Fang Huo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his expression was already very calm. He said to Fang Zhenglin, "Forget it."

I don't need you, I will find it myself.

Several people went downstairs, and Peng Ze walked in the front to drive. They didn't bring bodyguards with them today, because it was really unexpected that Fang Huo would suddenly go crazy.

Fangzheng Lin paused, and looked at the young Yingting's back from behind. His appearance was three points like his elder brother, and seven points was completely different. It was another kind of thing that he couldn't explore and understand. There was a chill in his heart. , Another uncontrollable malice surged up.

"Xiao Huo." Fang Zhenglin stopped him.

Fang Huo turned his head, and he could clearly feel the contempt in his cold eyes.

Fang Zhenglin went down two flights of stairs, leaned slightly, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Little brat, don't try to play tricks on me. I don't know what you are thinking? Last weekend, the big turntable, Those two people who followed me were sent by you, didn't they?"

"You want to fight with me, you are too young." His voice was like a poisonous snake, hissing in Fang Huo's ear, "Do you want to know how your father died?"

The two looked at each other, competing with each other.

Fang Huo looked at him for a long time before saying, "I don't want to know."

Fang Zhenglin's eyebrows twitched. Although he knew that he would not be able to handle his nephew in a fight, he still had the urge to beat him up.

Fang Huo ignored him, and walked downstairs with his legs, his old and white sneakers stepped on the wooden stairs, making a sound completely different from that of Fang Zhenglin.

Fang Huo didn't care too much about how Fang Zhengxin died. The only thing he knew was that after going around for seven years, he went from having no home to having a home, and now he has no home again.

His one to ten years old is earthy.

The big house made of money is no different from a castle, but it is empty inside. He often sits on the steps of the gate for a whole day, so bored that he uses a small wooden stick to pound the soil in the flower bed.

And his 11-year-old arrived, but it tasted of salt water.

This smell includes the sea water of C City, the sweat from playing too crazy, and the tears that are always shed for various reasons, although they are not sad.

All of these stayed with him this summer.

The author has something to say: the second half of this article is also known as "The Domineering Brother Falls in Love with My Scum Shou (?) Chasing Husband Crematorium", "Peng Ze's Taekwondo Practicing How Far" and "Full House in B The Days of Cohabitation in the City"

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In addition, I have something to do tomorrow, so I will take a day off tomorrow, no update, the day after tomorrow will be as usual~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Su Dasu'er; 3 bottles of Chunjiang Huayueye;