Was struck to death by lightning? Mr. Zhan couldn't touch his mind for a moment. Seeing Uncle Dong raise his glass, he followed him with another cup. "But how could he be struck by lightning in the house?"

"Haha, then I don't know. The police said it was an accident." Uncle Dong seemed unwilling to talk about this topic, and he was vague and did not tell Mr. Zhan the details of the matter.

"Then now?"

"Oh~, wait until Dachengzi's wife comes from the countryside and see what to do. Maybe she will exchange it." Uncle Dong drank a glass of wine.

"Uncle Dong, it's okay, I'll support you in the future." Zhan Shao saw that Uncle Dong was gone, thinking that he was depressed, so he immediately spoke out to persuade him.

Uncle Dong nodded silently, looked up and asked, "Shaocheng, where have you been there recently? Why haven't you been here for so long?"

"Hey, don't mention it. I've been chasing you all these two days. Do you remember that I used to be the villa in Dongjiao?" Mr. Zhan threw a few peanuts into his mouth and said while chewing.

"Remember, it seems to be from the local tax." Uncle Dong immediately remembered when he heard Zhan Shao say it.

"Yes, it's him. He found a gang and looked for me everywhere, and offered a reward of 200,000 yuan to buy my life. I almost fell down. I was afraid that I would implicate you when I came back, so I found a place to make do with you for a few days. But now it's all solved." Mr. Zhan said indifferently, unwilling to say too much to Uncle Dong, afraid that he would worry. After hearing Mr. Zhan's statement, Uncle Dong nodded, as if he was a little absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking.

Mr. Zhan’s job is a thief, but in Uncle Dong’s words, he is a thief. He never takes action on small families and focuses on corrupt officials. He dares not spend money or store it in the bank. He usually finds ways to hide it at home. Therefore, once he succeeds, he will be a big order. Moreover, because it is illegal income, even if he is stolen, he can only knock down his teeth and swallow it, and he dare not report it. However, whenever Mr. Zhan succeeds, he will donate half of the money he earns, which is also the only requirement when Uncle Dong teaches him skills.

"Oh, that's the case." The two of them drank silently, thinking about their own thoughts, and the room suddenly became quiet.

"Hey~ah~, Watone Tono" Suddenly, a loud music mixed with shouts came to mind behind Mr. Zhan, and was so scared that a sip of wine choked into his nose and coughed repeatedly.

"It's okay," Uncle Dong hurriedly got up and came to the machine. The light on the display screen was pale and just shone on his face. The wrinkles on Uncle Dong's face shook, and there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes. After looking for a while, he looked back at Mr. Zhan, and finally slowly lowered his head and pulled out the power cord.

"It's okay, maybe it's a short circuit." Uncle Dong explained to Mr. Zhan with a embarrassed expression when he returned to his seat.

"I remember that all the machines in this piece were broken, right?" Zhan Shao didn't care. He ate the chicken legs in his hand. After being a vampire, he did not feel any repulsive to these human foods.

Uncle Dong's face was a little unnatural. He picked up the wine glass and raised it to his mouth to cover it up. Yes, he said a few times. The two of them ate and drank for a while and fell asleep. Mr. Zhan was going to sleep on the stool outside, but Uncle Dong refused to say anything and insisted on letting him go into the house to sleep on the bed.

Mr. Zhan was worried, but he was lying on the bed but couldn't sleep. Who were the two people who came to kill him that day? They knew that he was a vampire and knew how to nail himself with a cross. These all showed that these two people were not ordinary people. But what worried Mr. Zhan the most was their ability. If they wanted to kill him, they could easily achieve it. They didn't even have the ability to resist. If they knew that they were not dead, would they take action again? Then, at this moment, or

Xu had been locked up by them, and the worst thing was that the enemy was dark and I was bright. After turning over, he remembered that he was in the police station when he woke up, and he didn't know how long he had been found. If it weren't for the forensic doctor, he might still be lying on the floor of the room. As he thought about it, he was a little confused. I don't know how long it took, but in a trance, he seemed to hear a sound of music. The sound was very familiar, which made a warm feeling rise in his heart.

I opened my eyes and listened carefully. Isn’t this the music of the game console? “ROUND1, hey, ha~” This sound made Mr. Zhan return to the time when he just escaped from the orphanage ten years ago.

"Child, I've been watching you for a long time. I've been stealing something from me." Dachengzi's fat face appeared in front of the young Master Zhan with a grim smile.

"I didn't steal. I'm here to play games. I'm a customer, God." Zhan Shao stared at Dachengzi with big eyes and challenged Dachengzi with a stern look.

"I didn't steal, right? Didn't steal, right?" Dachengzi said, rolling up his arms and rolling up his sleeves and coming over to twist Mr. Zhan's arm. Mr. Zhan could not submit so easily. He dodged skillfully while his mouth was not idle.

"What are you doing? You kidnapped someone and you are illegal. I'll call you 110."

"Hey~, little brat, you dare to call 110. When the police come, you will catch you, Little Blind Waste. Oh~" Dachengzi rushed forward and grabbed the clothes on Mr. Zhan's chest. But Mr. Zhan was sixteen or seventeen years old after all. He pushed hard. With a scream, Mr. Zhan was pushed to the ground. Before he ran out, Mr. Zhan stomped his legs hard. He thought this was over. At worst, he would not go to the game hall again. But Mr. Zhan ran out and found that the jade pendant on his neck was lost. This jade pendant was a Guanyin statue. It was not valuable, but it was a relic of his mother. For Mr. Zhan at that time, the jade pendant was the only thing that could make him feel warm and remembered. That night, Mr. Zhan secretly went back and met Uncle Dong like this.

Uncle Dong is different from others. Seeing Mr. Zhan wandering around in front of and behind the house so late, he not only did not treat him as a thief, but also asked him to have dinner with him. Mr. Zhan still remembers that meal, stewed potatoes and rice cooker soaked, which was the only hot meal that Mr. Zhan ate during that time.

After chatting, Uncle Dong knew about Mr. Zhan’s life experience and his motivation for coming here. The old man used a flashlight and stuck his butt to search under the machine one by one, and finally found the dusty pendant. It was from then on that time that Mr. Zhan and Uncle Dong had an indissoluble bond.

Mr. Zhan's thoughts floated back, and the familiar sound of electric games was still in his ears. Over the years, such sounds have been accompanying him to fall asleep. Because the game hall is open until very late, Uncle Dong stuffs cotton into his ears every time when Mr. Zhan is sleeping. Mr. Zhan curls his lips and smiles, gets up from the bed, and walks out with a slight effort. There is no light on outside, and the entire game hall is covered in darkness, but this is not a problem for Mr. Zhan. After his transformation, his eyes can clearly see things in the dark.
Chapter completed!