Wearing an ordinary jacket, with ordinary short hair, and carrying a bag of fruit in his hand. It seemed that he had just finished working overtime and bought fruit and rushed home to accompany his daughter-in-law who was alone in the empty room. Such a middle-aged man has tens of thousands of people in Yanjing.

As soon as he finished speaking, a person hurriedly ran in from the safety passage, gasping heavily, raised his head at Tong Ding, pointed at him and said dryly, "What's the hurry? I haven't watched enough of the show. Look at those turtle grandsons, now you may be laughing secretly. Old Dong and I ran over stupidly, and we are so stupid."

The government staff who spoke before dressed up and nodded: "My wife is waiting for me to go home to watch TV together. Lao Tong, hurry up, I really have no interest in stepping on a bunch of little guys, so I will fight quickly."

"The one who knows me is Lao Dong. Then what, the little guy from the Liu family knows me?" The middle-aged man who ran in an inconspicuous dress pointed at Liu Xiaolei and asked.

Liu Xiaolei thought the man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him, and a confused look flashed in his eyes, unconsciously, feeling something was wrong.

Tong Ding put away the gun and looked back at the person who came back: "Come on, you are still counting on others to know you. Come home quickly and serve your difficult son. If you eat it, the fat man will become a little balloon."

Little fat man, little balloon!

Liu Xiaolei had a flash of inspiration, stood up suddenly, looked at the man and shouted uncertainly: "Uncle Wang?"

"Stop, stop, don't call me Uncle Wang, I can't bear it. Lao Tong. Hurry up, how can I set the tone? I don't have time to delay here. If I don't go back and watch my boy, he ran to the kitchen to steal food."

Liu Xiaolei thought of his brother's words in his mind at this moment. When he looked at the three men in his forties in front of him, his mind was not enough. He didn't know Lao Dong, but he should have been very familiar with the old Wang, or rather, he was very familiar with his son, eleven or twelve years old, which was more than 200 pounds. The old man who had just retired not long ago was a weather vane for the second generation of the Liu family who were currently working hard in politics, a former guide, and a former leader of the overall alliance. Liu Xiaolei accompanied his father to the Wang family for visits several times during the Chinese New Year. Uncle Wang, who had only said hello but had no impression of him, did not take it too seriously.

"What's wrong? I'm beating up, why don't there be so much nonsense?"

Liu Xiaolei subconsciously did not dare to fight back, and just this brief hesitation became the target of three old men's punches and kicks. The simplest and most brutal way is often the way to hurt people the deepest and the most effective way.

Just like the tangled and fighting of ordinary people on the streets and alleys, Tong Ding took Lao Dong and Wang, rolled up his sleeves with his arms and feet. He fisted his feet and shouted slogans while hitting his mouth. From time to time, some domestic scoldings popped up. In short, what is the fight between middle-aged men who drink too much in the street stalls in the hotel? The three of them are in their state. They are tired and panting, but they are very happy to beat them. Their lethality is limited and the feeling of using hands and feet.

Liu Xiaolong walked in, looked at his younger brother being beaten and acted calmly, and walked to Tong Qiannian: "Your grandpa is not without a chance of going further. Even if it is only four years, it is an ultimate honor. Although my Liu family is not as good as your Tong family, I am not afraid of a fight."

Tong Qiannian glanced at Liu Xiaolong with a squinted look: "Do you have a sick mind? What am I doing? Did I beat him or broke into a private house? I can't go where he went? Really, I can't stand it for you guys who are self-righteous."

In one sentence, he choked on what Liu Xiaolong was going to say next. He stopped talking, but the attack from Tong Qiannian did not stop: "Do you need me to call the police for your brother, and you said that there were three old guys who were drunk and beat people crazy."

Liu Xiaolong had the urge to beat someone, or beat a little girl.

"What, do you want to do it? Do I need me to help you?"

Liu Xiaolong felt half of his body lose consciousness instantly, followed by waves of huge pain coming from his body. The floor under his feet shattered, his feet inserted into it, and then he knelt on the broken floor. The heavy power from his shoulders made him lose control of his body at this moment, and he knelt on the ground completely with the other party's strength.

Tong Qiannian looked up and looked at the familiar figure: "You're fine."

Zhang Shidong put his arm around Tong Qiannian's neck and pulled her into his arms: "Stop playing poker face with me, girl, give the old man a smile immediately, otherwise he will give you a smile."

A hint of fatigue flowed through Tong Qiannian's eyes, and she smiled gently at Zhang Shidong. It's been a few days, and she just slept in the car every day, and all the rest of her time put pressure on Liu Xiaolei. The result is still the same. Both his father and he chose to solve the problem in the simplest and most rude way.

She knew that it was them telling herself that it was useless to take advantage of the truth, and what she had to remember was whether she wanted or not, not whether she should or not.

"Come on." Zhang Shidong squatted down, Tong Qiannian lay on his back, resting his head on his shoulder, and soon fell asleep. My father was there, and he was there, nothing in this world could threaten her and sleep with peace of mind.

In order to make Tong Qiannian sleep more comfortable, Zhang Shidong pulled over a chair and sat down sideways, leaned forward slightly, and held his chin with his right hand. He looked at the three middle-aged uncles who were still working hard in front of him, and said with a smile: "Yeah, the one on the right, you kicked that foot, kicking him down, what's the use of kicking the butt? Isn't it possible to keep kicking the butt at all? Hey, hey, Lao Tong, what's wrong with you? You can beat others to the bones. I'm really convinced you."

The three of them stopped fighting and walked towards Zhang Shidong with a grim smile.

"Why, are the three young masters going to attack a humble little man?" Zhang Shidong crushed the cup in his hand, and as the glass pieces and the wine in the cup flowed down from his hand, Old Dong coughed first, pretending not to see Zhang Shidong, walked to the side to pick up the fruit he placed on the ground. Old Wang also pretended to rub his fists and kept Tong Ding himself.

Tong Ding shook his bruised wrist and pointed at the two people and cursed: "Shameless, you are so shameless. How can I know you two guys? OK. Starting today, you will delete your phone number and rewrite the letter in the future?"

When they saw Lao Dong and Lao Wang took out their cell phones from their pockets, flipped them quickly, then put their fingers on the deletion certain position, raised their heads, and looked at Tong Ding with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to be in trouble. Please drink, will you go?"

Old Dong quickly put away his cell phone: "I said it earlier, it's okay. Your sister-in-law has calculated it at home. If I go back five minutes late, she will watch TV by herself."

Lao Wang dialed a number: "Son, if you dare to steal food, I will send it to the sanatorium to spend the summer vacation with your grandfather." He hung up the phone and said to Tong Ding: "It's done."

Tong Ding covered his forehead: "Damn, it's so shameless. Tell me, who can handle this here? Don't eat and drink mine and I have to do anything."

Old Dong and Old Wang looked at each other, raised their hands at the same time, and pointed at Zhang Shidong: "He's going to do it."

Zhang Shidong spread his hands indifferently and stood up: "It doesn't matter, just leave it there. I'm waiting for the people from the Liu family to come to me. Uncle, I'll save face for his Liu family, otherwise I'll collude with foreign thieves to try to steal state secrets. Are these two people going to Qincheng, his old man?"

Tong Ding and the other two looked at each other and raised their middle fingers at Zhang Shidong: "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen you so shameless. We are old and have officially withdrawn from the world."

Zhang Shidong kicked Liu Xiaolong, who was enduring the huge pain, and said, "Are you convinced?"

Liu Xiaolong bared his teeth, looked at Tong Ding and the other two, lowered his head, and did not speak, accusing the tragic facts.

Zhang Shidong was not willing to spare him. Before, about letting Xiong San and other thieves go and this time, this guy didn't play any good role, and the people behind him were not idle either. This time, several foreign thieves were taken to Pingjiang by the brainless Liu Xiaolei. From stealing things to stealing state secrets, only Zhang Shidong said. At that time, there were ninety-nine confidential information in the Dream Hall at that time. It depends on him.

Zhang Shidong left a few days ago, this level is enough.

Zhang Shidong is not Zhang Shidong a few days ago. Tong Ding felt the difference just after seeing him. In the past, Zhang Shidong was a treasure blade, but because of some constraints, he always buried his blade in the soil. Today, he showed his sharpness, and the entire treasure blade was drawn out of the soil, full of fierce attacks.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

Two strokes, they stepped on Liu Xiaolong and Liu Xiaolei's calves respectively. Amid the screams of their bones, the sound of broken bones also sounded.

"Can I miss such a good opportunity?" Zhang Shidong's smile was a different kind of sharpness in the eyes of Tong Ding and the other two. They believed that he would definitely act like the current routine in the future. As long as he was rational, he would definitely attack to the greatest extent. "By the way, I don't need to deal with it, just do it well. I am very picky."

When he was beaten up and had to clean the battlefield by himself to deal with the aftermath, Liu Xiaolei fainted while biting his lip.

"The Liu family, don't be underestimated." Tong Ding frowned. He was beaten, but if he was broken, it would be different.

Zhang Shidong gently raised Tong Qiannian behind him and said calmly: "So what? If I retreat, will they forget me?"

The treasure blade was unsheathed and its sharpness was revealed.

In the car, Tong Qiannian was sleeping soundly on the back passenger seat. She was exhausted these days.

Outside the car, the street barbecue stalls, the temperature of the street stalls gathering on the street stalls, offset the coldness of midnight. The guests enjoyed the long-lost street stalls in an environment of mixed smells, and also declared the complete departure of the cold winter in their own way.

Tong Ding invited him to drink, Erguotou for a few dollars, and barbecue kebabs worth a few dozen dollars. Who would have thought that just over half an hour ago, these four people had a big fuss and asked several relevant departments to join forces to wipe their butts. Sitting here, except for Zhang Shidong's car, these four people were no different from all the guests here, such as the market and tacky.

Return to nature.
Chapter completed!