This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1579 Black Powder Invincible (10)

   Silently lying on the sofa, his hands fell from the sofa, and his fingertips just touched the scattered papers on the ground.

   Amber eyes stared blankly at the crystal lamp above his head, the broken light spread in the bottom of his eyes, like scattered broken diamonds, shining brightly.

  ding dong——

  An Jing looked towards the door.

   Did those people come to trouble him so late?

  ding dong——

  An Ji got up from the sofa, stepped on the paper all over the floor, and went to open the door.

   There was no one outside the door, and there were two bags at the door.

  An Ji frowned, he looked into the corridor, there was no one in the empty corridor.

   After a long while, he squatted down and dipped the plastic bag with his hand.

  The plastic bag was not what Anji thought it was. It contained some disgusting things. Inside were several exquisite small boxes, which looked like a late night snack.

  An Ji squatted there for a while, and finally he got up with the two bags and went into the house.

  An Jing closed the door, put the bag on the cabinet in the entrance, and took it out and thrown it away when she planned to go out.

   This kind of thing of unknown origin, how can Anji dare to eat it.

  Those people... Maybe something will happen.

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   a neighborhood.

   "Lao Feng, is your car nice? Just bought it?"

  Feng Yong got out of the car he had just picked up with a smug look on his face: "500,000, how's it going."

   The man was surprised: "Where did you get rich?"

   Feng Yong suddenly became humble: "I didn't make a fortune, I didn't make a fortune."

   The man sighed: "Lao Feng, you are not being kind, you have a way to make a fortune, and you don't talk to your brother."

  Feng Yong: "How can it be, I will never forget you when it comes to making money."

  The man obviously didn't believe it: "By the way, I heard that you were taken to the hospital a few days ago?"

  Feng Yong: "Who did you listen to?"

  The man said: "My aunt works in the hospital, she said she saw you, and a very beautiful little girl came to see you, who is that person?"

   Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat.

   He said perfunctorily: "Just a relative's child. I got drunk and fell a few days ago. It's no big deal. Well, I'll go home first."

  Feng Yong hurried to his house.

  Feng Yong was the man who was beaten peacefully in the bar that day.

   He woke up not long after he was taken to the hospital.

   Then he saw Chuzheng and asked him if he would like to be private.

   Feng Yong was beaten, how could he be private.

   When he refused, he said it, and the other party said that he was willing to give him half a million.

   It's just that he was smashed with blood. The prosecution for this matter is less than 500,000 yuan. Someone gave him money, so Feng Yong has no reason to refuse.

   "Wife, I'm back." Feng Yong opened the door and felt that something was wrong. Why is it so quiet today?

   At this time on weekdays, his wife usually turns on the TV to cook.

  Feng Yong took a strange look inside and found that the TV was on, but silent.

   "Wife?"

  Feng Yong changed his shoes and went in, and before he reached the living room, he was still there.

   On the sofa, his wife sat silently, and on the other side sat a little girl who was looking at him casually.

"How did you come?"

  Feng Yong came back to his senses and went over immediately.

   "What are you doing here? Isn't that all over?"

   He agreed to be private, why did this man come to his house?

  How did you find his home?

   Chuzheng glanced at him coldly: "In the bar, you harassed that boy first?"

   "Who harassed him first? He moved first." Feng Yong said.

  Chuzheng: "I watched the surveillance."

  Feng Yong's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his voice: "Let's go out and talk."

   "Feng Yong!" The woman who had been silent suddenly snorted: "For so many years, I have been a bull and a horse for your Feng family, giving birth to a son for you, and inheriting the lineage. Is this how you treat me?"

  Feng Yong felt a bad feeling in his heart.

   He swallowed and pretended to be calm: "Wife, what are you talking about?"

   The woman got up and threw the thing in her hand on Feng Yong's face: "You really make me sick!"

  The photos were scattered on the ground, and Feng Yong turned pale when he saw the people above.

   "Feng Yong, I want to divorce you!"

  The woman ran out crying, Feng Yong's mind was still buzzing, and he stood there, his face pale.

   "I thought you were just fighting with him, but I didn't expect you to dare to touch him." Chu Zheng's voice pulled back Feng Yong's thoughts: "You are quite brave."

"Are you sick!!"

   Feng Yong suddenly roared at Chuzheng.

  The marriage and family that he has worked so hard to manage for so many years is all over.

   Chuzheng: "Who told you to touch him."

   He just wanted to go up and talk to him and take advantage of it, who knew that the latter things would happen.

  If he knew, where would he go.

   Chuzheng walked out of the community.

   Feng Yong's wife was standing outside the community, her eyes were red and swollen, and there were tears.

   She stopped Chuzheng: "Thank you for telling me this, otherwise I'll be kept in the dark by him, maybe I won't know for the rest of my life..."

  Chuzheng thought for a while and asked her to remember her phone number: "If you have trouble getting a divorce, call me."

  The woman was in tears, her voice choked: "Thank you."

  【Congratulations to Miss Sister for getting a thank you card×1】

   Chuzheng: "..."

  I'm here to teach a lesson to the person who bullied me.

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  An Ji did not expect that for the next few days, he would receive supper every night, not only supper, but also breakfast.

   Every delivery is different.

   When Tian Anjing went to the street, he came across a store with the same logo as the one in the bag. He thought about it and entered that store.

   came out with a small bag in his hand, just a little...more than 200 yuan.

   Of course, it's not that Anji can't afford to spend, but who gives him those things every day?

  [Ji: You gave me something? ]

  [Wine Spirit: What? ]

   The bar owner responded quickly.

  [Silence: Figure]

  Anji sent the picture.

  [Jiu Jiu Ling: What is this? food? I didn't send it to you, did you receive it? ]

  An Ji frowned slightly as she looked at the message sent by the bar owner.

  [Jiu Jiu Ling: Don't eat indiscriminately. I heard some fans are crazy, maybe poisonous! ]

  [Silence:…]

   At some book signings or events, some writers do receive some messy things, and I heard that some writers receive food with needles hidden in them.

   But Anji never participated in these activities.

   No one knows where he lives, so readers are unlikely.

  Anji put the phone back in her pocket, and when she walked downstairs to the unit, she saw a few people standing below from a distance.

   It was those people a few days ago who came to ask about his mother's whereabouts again.

  An mother coaxed the man to give her a flat. I heard that there is still a lot of savings.

   Now things are down, and Mother An is nowhere to be seen.

   He, the great living man, became their target.

   Anji didn't want to quarrel with these people, so she turned and left.

"Wow……"

  The cry of a child came from the side.

  An Jing looked over there, a little girl was standing in front of a child who looked only three or four years old, and the child looked at her and cried a lot.

   (end of this chapter)