little master

37.

Before going in, I envisioned many scenarios and set up a corresponding counterattack plan for each situation.

After all, those years in the army are not for nothing. At least those of us who have come out have first-class response capabilities and emergency measures. Otherwise, it would be impossible to choose to be in the security industry.

I have no way of knowing what is going on inside the house. If I call the young master to inquire about the situation now, I will definitely startle the snake. I hesitated at the door for a moment, fearing that my rash actions would anger the people inside and make them do something that would be detrimental to the young master. , and was afraid that the young master had already been hurt and was waiting for rescue.

In the end, it was the worry about the second situation that made me make up my mind, and without hesitation, I broke in directly.

A second before I opened the door, I was guessing what was going on inside, but I never imagined that it would be like this after entering.

First of all, I have to explain, regarding the young master's family, he has a father who is in name only, and a mother who has passed away. In addition, the old man of the Qi family, who is also the grandfather of the young master, is still alive, but I have not seen it. I only heard the young master mention a few words, saying that his grandfather loves him a lot, that he doesn't need the living expenses given by Qi's father, and that his grandfather has always provided him with food and clothing. Drive Qi's father out of the old house.

So the relationship between the young master and grandpa is the best.

It was only natural for grandpa to come to see him.

Having said that, as soon as I entered the door, I saw someone in the living room, still in the familiar black suit with a straight body, I immediately became angry, regardless of Sanqi 21, I yelled: Let him go!

An angry roar made everyone look at me in unison, and for a moment I felt as if I was in the center of the stage.

What I received was not an admiring look at idols, but a warning from someone who was not kind.

I said in my heart that I am still afraid of you?Then there are so many of you that are not enough for me to fight.

But I glanced around, and didn't find the figure of the young master in the living room. Instead, I saw a gray-haired but hale and hearty old man surrounded by those people in the center.

What kind of new lobbyist routine is this?

Do you think that changing to an old man can impress the young master and let him go home obediently?

who do you think You Are?

I walked over with a look of disdain and asked: "Didn't you get enough of the previous few times? Where do you want to take Qingyuan this time?"

"You specially picked me to come here when I wasn't at home, because I felt that I couldn't beat them, so I was afraid? You are so cowardly and come out to do things, the hearts of the people who hired you are really big enough."

I fired taunting skills indiscriminately like a cannonball, and I talked to those black suits until their faces were paralyzed, and they didn't answer a word.

The mouth is quite strict.

There was no other way, so I had no choice but to turn my finger on the sitting one, and my tone was a little more relaxed. After all, I really need to show my kindness when facing the old man, otherwise I will commit a serious crime if I scare him.

I called him: "Old man, who sent you here?"

As a matter of course, I regard him as someone sent by the young master's father.

But he was a bit at a loss: "Who asked me to come?"

My heart skipped a beat, and I thought I might have invited an old man who was not in good spirits to come over and play sloppy.Have they already taken the young master away, leaving these few people to delay me?

No, I can't go on like this.

I was in a hurry, so I stopped talking about etiquette, and asked straight to the point: "Where did you take Qingyuan?"

He looked more surprised than I: "When did I take him?"

I held my breath: "Aren't you..."

Before I finished speaking, a voice I was very familiar with came from behind: "Ji Shao?"

I turned around and saw the young master holding a teapot.

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