just stick to you

Say a few words, let alone [confession].

Mingrui went to the door and opened it, pointing out forcefully: "If you want to say it, then stay, if you don't want to say it, then go!"

"You!" Guanzi thumped the desk hard, and even the marble-carved money-biting toad jumped up and down on the desk!

"Okay, just say it! Carrying Bei A's embarrassing Ah Nisheng (I will change his appearance) is to seek justice for your Ming Ziqiao!"

(6 fresh coins) 094 [Nephew Gong Shushou, first year] Mingrui's father is so difficult to deal with

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After Guanzi roared, he immediately regretted it. Sure enough, within two seconds, Mingrui's killing spirit suddenly increased!

"who is it?"

Guanzi shook his head, but refused to say any more.

"I want to know who ordered it!"

"..."

"Don't tell me? Well, it doesn't matter, I will ask your brothers on the Tao myself!"

"Mingrui!" Guanzi jumped onto Mingrui's back, preventing Mingrui from going out.

"Come down!" Mingrui wanted to throw Guanzi down his back, but Guanzi squeezed him so tightly that his neck was so strangled that he could hardly breathe!

"You can't go!"

"You, let go!" Mingrui stretched out his hand to pull Guanzi's elbow.

"You promise not to ask, and if you don't avenge Ming Ziqiao, I'll let him go!" Seeing that he was about to be thrown off, Guan Zi strangled Ming Rui's neck with his other elbow.

"Damn it, you want to strangle me?" Mingrui couldn't bear it any longer. He pointed his hands over his shoulders and pointed at the shoulders and jacket that were clasping the crown like eagle claws. He suddenly bent forward at the waist and dragged his arms vigorously. The crown fell quickly. Then Mingrui and his own weight fell to the ground!

"Tell me, whose subordinate stabbed Ming Ziqiao?!" Not giving Guanzi any room to fight back, Mingrui took advantage of the situation and pushed him face down to the ground, and quickly grabbed hold of his two powerful hands. Cut back.

Guanzi gasped heavily, and hesitated for a while before replying, "Those three bastards picked Ming Ziqiao at random, and it's none of their boss's business."

"Who is their boss?"

"...Didn't I say everything, who is so important?"

"My old man said that it's the general's fault if he is not strict with his subordinates." Thinking of the hideous knife wound on Ming Ziqiao's stomach, and the possible loss of function of his little wife's son's sac, Mingrui couldn't help feeling bitter. molar!

"Brother Ari, I, I... will invite him to apologize to you, can you give me a few days?"

"What's the point of apologizing to me? Do you know how much Ming Ziqiao's loss is? One of his organs was pierced by a knife, and it may be permanently useless, and it can no longer function, you know? You know?!"

The more Mingrui said, the more force he pressed down, and Guanzi felt that his hand was about to be crushed.

"Which one is it, organ?"

"Don't worry about it, just tell me who it is!"

"Mingrui, are you being reasonable or not?"

"Don't tell me! Ming Ziqiao almost died, you want me to be more reasonable?!"

Just when Guanzi was about to ask Mingrui how he wanted to fix Fang Yikai in order to relieve his anger, a voice that was very similar to Mingrui, but with a slightly thicker voice, intervened in their conversation first: "Mingrui, if you continue to do this Press hard, and his hand will be broken by you."

Almost at the same time that the voice reached his ears, Mingrui let go of the restraint and stopped holding him down.Guanzi changed his position and sat up on the spot, rubbing the sore spots on his arms alternately with his palms, while looking up at a tall man with red hair like flames coming to the door of the office, squatting down to meet him Looking.

"What's your name?" The man was in his early thirties, his eyes were as blue as the sea of ​​Penghu, and his eyes were sharp.

Not the sharpness of a smart businessman, but the sharpness of a martial artist.

Guanzi probably guessed who this man was.

"My name is Guo Guanxiang. Are you...Mingrui's father?"

The man raised his eyebrows, "So obvious?"

"You guys look alike."

"Where does it look like?" The voice behind the words seemed to disagree.

"Uncle looks like Mingrui's older brother, so young." Because he couldn't figure out what Mingrui's father meant by this question, Guanzi replied cautiously.

Unexpectedly, Mingrui's father didn't appreciate it: "Why do I ask things and you answer things? Is it because I can't speak clearly, or is it because you have a problem with your Chinese comprehension?"

Why is this person so difficult to deal with?Guanzi scratched his head habitually, but he scratched the sore spot immediately, and suddenly his five holes wrinkled into one hole and gasped!

(7 fresh coins) 095 [Nephew Gong Shu Shou, first year] Uncle Ming? It's Uncle Tu!

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"The floor hasn't been swept for several days, there's a lot of dust, student Guo, go and sit on the chair, I have something to ask you." A big and strong hand grabbed Guanzi's wrist, and with one swipe He pulled it up from the ground.

Hearing the old man's words about Guanzi, Mingrui felt uneasy. He knew that Guanzi suspected him and Mingziqiao, and he was worried that in front of the old man, Guanzi would call Mingziqiao his.

Your Ming Ziqiao can be understood as pure or ambiguous. His old man's intuition is very strong. In front of him, it's best not to use this description.

Guanzi stood up, kicked his feet alternately, turned his head and glanced angrily at Mingrui, who also gave him a warning look back, Guanzi spat at him and ignored him, He walked to the chair that Mingrui's father was pointing at and sat down.

"How did Classmate Guo know Brother Dao?" Tu Ling also sat opposite Guanzi, with his right foot on top of his left, arms crossed, in a seemingly casual posture.

"Well, it's because of my family... My dad has a few friends who grew up together, and now they are all big brothers in the Tao." Guanzi is a straight-hearted person, so he doesn't mean to show off, "These uncles and uncles are with my dad. I keep in touch with you often, and I often come to the house, so I know me very well.”

"So that's the case." Tu Ling nodded in understanding, "It's no wonder you want to protect the people who stabbed Ming Ziqiao, so they are all your elders."

"How could those little wolves (unlucky people) be my elders? I don't think I'm qualified to be my junior!"

"Then their Aniki should be your elder, right?"

Guanzi is not very smart, but he is not so easy to be tricked out of words. He lowered his head and rubbed his wrists without saying a word.

"Isn't it?"

"..."

"So that's the case." Tu Ling clicked his tongue and nodded again, "Since it's not yours, then it's not one of your own. It doesn't matter if you take out a whole nest of villains and stew them?"

Guanzi must be looking at Mingrui's father, wanting to see if he is telling the truth or not.

"The old grocery store at the entrance of the alley is quite up to date, and there are actually five monitors inside and outside." Tu Ling let go of his arms and changed his position, leaning his arms on his knees, leaning forward with his upper body, staring at it with burning eyes. Looking at Guanzi, "The person in charge of buying the knives has been found out by the police."

Guanzi's Adam's apple moved violently, but he still endured it, the fingers of his clasped hands turned white.

"Although you don't want Ming Rui to take personal revenge, you don't mind the police arresting the person you want to protect. This means that you agree to let him accept legal sanctions, right?" Tu Ling's words showed that Guanzi and He probably heard all of Ming Rui's conversation just now, "However, no matter what, you were beaten like this because of Ming Ziqiao. You are so loyal, and I thank you for Ming Ziqiao."

"Can...don't hold him accountable, Uncle Ming?" Guanzi couldn't help it after all, there was a messy account between Fang Yikai and him that was difficult to settle, he didn't like him being in the underworld, but I don't want him to get out of the current environment by going to jail.

When a hooligan goes to prison, it means reformation and further study. Every time he goes in and comes out again, the social exclusion and the entanglement of the old department will only make the hooligan more and more involved. This is a bad soap opera, and even elementary school students understand the drama.

But it is a cruel reality that almost every prisoner will encounter more or less after he is released from prison.

Tu Ling almost choked on his saliva because of Guanzi's unintentional [Uncle Ming]: "My surname is not Ming!"

Guanzi thought for two or three seconds, remembering that Mingrui had mentioned his relationship with Tu Ye Tu Nai, and also mentioned that he took his mother's surname, and then he reacted with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry Uncle Tu, I didn't mean to."

Tu Ling tilted his head and glared at Mingrui: Did you tell him?

Mingrui sat on the edge of the desk and shook his head: How is it possible.

Tu Ling continued to stare: Then why did he call so smoothly?

Mingrui shrugged, expressing that he didn't know.

"Well, Uncle Tu, don't get me wrong. Mingrui said he took his mother's surname, but I forgot it." However, the surname was wrong. Seeing Tuling's reaction, Guanzi blamed Mingrui with his eyes, and was surprised. He quickly explained, "I'm really sorry, please don't mind."

But it's the wrong surname, what's so fussy about it?Guanzi, who didn't know why Tu Ling cared about it, once again confirmed one fact, that is——

Mingrui's father has a weird temper, he's really fucking vicious.

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Tu Ling is not so narrow-minded, do you guys know what he cares about?

(7 coins) 096 [Nephew Gong Shushou, first year] I don't want to go back to America!

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"No need to apologize, you are not the first to make a mistake." Tu Ling was relieved by Guanzi's explanation.

The eldest son, Mingrui, is indeed more careful than the second son, Tuqing, and knows how to vaccinate his friends first.Thinking of the incident that Tu Qing, who was outspoken and often forgot to zip his mouth, caused an incident with his wife recently, Tu Ling's temples felt painful again.

"Well, Uncle Tu, about... the stabbing of Ming Ziqiao..." Guanzi kept thinking about it, and it was always this matter.

"Ask him out and come here to confess to Ming Ziqiao's father in person. If you are sincere enough, I promise not to hand him over to the police."

Not handing it over to the police doesn't mean not using it