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[No. 0022] Death is angry

Bai Moran and several elders parted ways. This kind of thing happened not the first time, nor was it the last time.

As long as she still controls the Bai family, her elders will try their best to get her away from the position of the head of the family. This is the reality of the big family, far from being as harmonious as it seems on the surface. There is only interests and no family affection.

In contrast, Chen Qingfeng's home is completely different.

After parting with Huang Ziming at the entrance of the casino, the god of death drove home directly.

After pushing open the door, I saw all my family sitting in the living room chatting, with the three of them smiling relaxedly.

At this moment, the three of them naturally focused their attention on him.

"Brother, what are you busy with this day?" Chen Zige asked strangely as soon as the God of Death sat down.

This is not just something that Chen Zige is puzzled by himself. Chen Guoqiang and his wife also want to know. The Death God has no job at the moment, so why does it seem so busy?

"I just came back and contacted my former friends. So, I have had more social engagements recently." Death God found a safe reason and answered.

Although it is more reasonable and true to say the reason for finding Chen Qiqi, Death God thinks it is better not to let the family know about this for the time being. After all, he has not thought about how to face Chen Qiqi now. After his family knows it, it will only make this matter complicated.

"It's a good thing to contact friends more. You used to be too dull, and I was a little worried. Now it seems that sending you to the army is very correct, and you have changed a lot." Chen Guoqiang smiled with relief.

It is said that no one knows his son, but Chen Guoqiang, who is the one who knows his son, naturally knows what Chen Qingfeng looks like before. However, he can only tell some things, but practice requires Chen Qingfeng to practice them himself, and he can't help at all.

Chen Qingfeng is also an official, the second generation. Although Chen Guoqiang doesn't want Chen Qingfeng to become arrogant, at least he can't be too arrogant.

The tiger father has no dog son, and Chen Guoqiang also hopes that Chen Qingfeng can be a man who stands tall and upright. Now seeing that Chen Qingfeng has changed a lot from before, he is the happiest person to be a father.

"Yes. If you have no place to go, take it to your bar at home." Ma Chunxiang also said.

"Mom, you are too partial! I can't take a classmate there normally, why can you do it?" Chen Zige pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

Ma Chunxiang pointed Chen Zige's forehead with her finger and said with a smile: "Your brother has entered society, this is normal social interaction. You are still a student, what does it look like when you run to the bar all day long?"

After chatting for a while, Death God got up and went upstairs. As he was about to go upstairs, he remembered that Du Xingqing's cell phone was still on him, so he took out the phone and asked Chen Zige to take it to school tomorrow to return it to the other party.

"Zige, what's going on?" As my mother, Ma Chunxiang immediately noticed the unusual smell.

"Hehe, I'll take my classmates to the bar somewhere else?" Chen Zige knew that my mother was very concerned about this kind of concern and immediately used it as a bargaining chip. You must know that there are not many opportunities like this, and my mother who is determined to have a grandson will definitely compromise.

As Chen Zige expected, Ma Chunxiang nodded immediately: "Trade."

"Hehe!" Chen Zige smiled mysteriously. "Comrade Ma Chunxiang, this is the thing..."

When he returned to the room, Death took a shower. According to convention, he only lay on the bed after doing simple training in the room. His simple training included a thousand-word push-ups and a thousand sit-ups. It was simple for him, but for ordinary people, it was a perverted existence.

Although the whereabouts of Chen Qiqi today made breakthrough progress, it also stagnated. The clue seemed to be broken when it reached this position.

The people in the casino were obviously looking for Chen Baodong's whereabouts, but they didn't find it. Otherwise, they wouldn't have to deduct him for money.

Qiqi! Where are you?

Late at night, Wang Sen, who suffered a severe injury, was taken to the hospital by his subordinates. On the way to the hospital, he took out his phone number several times to report the situation, but in the end he chose to endure it.

This matter is extraordinary. He will lose all the rice if he steals chickens. First, if it is spread, he will be ridiculed by the brothers on the Tao. So many people have not even left one. Second, it will also make the people above lose information to him. Now that he is injured, he is likely to be replaced by others.

At this time, it is best to cover it up by accidentally breaking your arm when you get drunk.

After a long breath, Wang Sen finally put the phone into his pocket. At this moment, the handsome face of the God of Death couldn't help but feel fear again. This was the first time he felt so fear in his years on the road, even if he was facing the boss behind him.

This time, he was really scared!

"Brother Sen, let's forget it." One of the two men who were also injured asked in the car. When he saw Wang Sen's actions, he knew what Wang Sen planned to do.

"Forget it. Can you forget it? This matter cannot be revealed. When our injury heals, we will settle the score with the grandson. Tomorrow, you can send some people to investigate what he is from and dare to go to our territory. This matter will not be over." In order to leak the matter, Wang Sen only brought the two people in his room. The two were injured on one arm, which did not affect driving.

After the God of Death returned to the east to open the market, although he tried to keep a low profile, he could not hide his sharpness as the pride of the country.

No matter how you say that, it is gold, it will shine no matter what.

In the next few days, the god of death, who had broken the clues, could only re-invest the clues. However, after a few days, he did not get any clues. However, he did not give up. I don’t know why he felt that Chen Qiqi was still opening the market in the east, and as long as he persevered, he would definitely find the other party.

Early this morning, after morning exercises in Death, he had breakfast and still left the house early to search for a new day.

He looked for any places he felt that Chen Qiqi might have been to. Even if he felt that some places he was unlikely to go, he did not let them go.

It’s like he was looking for an amusement park today. Although Chen Qiqi would never go to that kind of place because of the current level of attention the debt collectors have to pay attention to Chen Baodong, he did not let it go. He was forced to do so and could only use a carpet-style search method.

At noon, Death was about to find a place to deal with his croaking stomach, and the phone in the passenger seat rang.

When I saw the contact person displayed on the phone, Death smiled knowingly. It was the devil's sister.

"What's wrong, Zige?"

"Brother, come quickly, your future wife will be bullied. If you don't come, your innocent, lively and cute sister will be bullied. They are so fierce!"

A big bead of sweat left on the forehead of the god of death. This girl is at this time, why don’t she forget to be so beautiful?

Although I don’t know what happened, the god of death heard a cursing voice from the phone, knowing that Chen Zige was really in trouble.

“Let them answer the phone.”

"Hey, I'll give you 200,000 in half an hour. Remember, don't call the police! Otherwise, I'll pay off your debt with your sister, haha!"

"My sister has lost a hair, and your whole family will be buried with you!"

Death is angry!
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