Chapter 1115: Farmer Entrepreneur Cousin

The little fat man was nervous along the way, he was just an ordinary person, where had he ever seen such a formation. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info on the road several times hesitant to escape, or to show Zhang Dadao and them a fork in the road. But every time I saw Wei Minghui's bodyguard behind him, the idea that I finally gave birth to was dispelled again. If he had the guts, he would not have been coerced by a gang of tomb robbers and almost embarked on the road of criminal arrest.

Little Fat Man: His cousin's house is next to the village hall in the center of the village. You can see the big banyan tree at the door from afar, and this house is not ordinary. In the future, it would have been the time of the Republic of China, with white walls and black tiles, and green walls on moss marks! If this house was handed down from the ancestors, the little fat man's cousin's family should have been a **** object back then.

Originally, Wei Minghui and they were not sure, the little fat man and his cousin were the people they were looking for. Now that I see this house, I believe it a little. This house, no matter how you look at it, looks like a big guy on the road will live!

"That's right, right?" Zhang Dadao raised his eyebrows at the house in the distance? Then he said: "Yes, I thought your cousin was a farmer, fat man? Look at this house! The point is that the feng shui is not bad, this house is square and faces south, and there is a tree at the front gate." It's called the four squares on the tree are stupid. This means that even if it is a wooden head, you can still eat and drink without worrying. Good Feng Shui, good Feng Shui. ”

"That's it? This can be called good feng shui? Then good feng shui is too worthless. But don't say that this house is still very well preserved. Let's go, let's go in and see. As a professional, Zhang Dashao also affirmed that this house is good.

The little fat man was more nervous, and the more special it was, the more it seemed that there was something wrong with his cousin. In fact, to be honest, a distant relative was killed by Zhang Dadao and them, and he was not sad, at most he called the police. The problem is, it could be a big problem for him. One Zhang Dadao is enough for him to stand it, and now there are a few people with guns. So the more he got to the door, the more nervous the little fat man became, he hesitated, and said, "Well, can I not go in?"

"Don't you go in? Don't you go in? We still have to rely on your introduction! It's so easy to find an acquaintance, how can you do it if you don't help? Damn, you don't want to collect money, right?" Zhang Dadao was still a little surprised, but then he suddenly reacted, showing a vigilant expression, and stared at the little fat man very seriously.

The little fat man also showed a wry smile, shook his head and said: "Whoever wants to collect money, you have to give me the money if I want it! I mean, this is really a distant relative of mine, I don't know him well, if you want to find him, don't count it on my head!"

Wei Minghui and Zhang Shengyan understood at this time, the little fat man was still afraid. Zhang Shengyan shook his head and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Little brother, you really misunderstood, we didn't come to trouble him." He's here for help! And it doesn't have to be your cousin. If you don't feel at ease, I'll let them stay outside, and just a few of us will go in with you. Zhang Shengyan pointed to a few bodyguards.

He was already very sincere in saying this, but the little fat man didn't buy it, he didn't show any expression on his face, and he didn't say anything in his mouth, but he was muttering in his heart: [What's the difference between staying outside and going in, who knows if you also have guns in your hands.] Thinking so in his heart, he naturally had resistance. Although he didn't speak or move, he also had no intention of moving forward.

Zhang Dadao looked at his non-violent and uncooperative appearance, and he was also angry, patted the little fat man on the shoulder, and said: "I knew that you were cowardly, but I didn't expect you to be so cowardly! What about your own mother? There may be your own father! You can sell it even with your parents?

"Your father, your father is in there!" The little fat man glared at Zhuang Dadao angrily, first shouted this sentence before explaining: "My mother is not inside, she went to the neighboring village to see an elder." ”

"Understood, do you think your mother is not here, we will go in and kill your poor father, you can go and hug your rich father's thighs, right?

Wei Minghui and Zhang Shengyan on the side both felt a little inexplicable, where did this guy understand such a complex ethical relationship, and it was too condescending not to write an eight-o'clock dog blood drama with this brain hole.

Even the people who eat melons have such a reaction, needless to say, the little fat man who is the protagonist almost didn't shine with his green face. However, as a member of the Seventh Academy, for an abnormal guy like Zhang Dadao, the little fat man has far more adaptability than ordinary people.

If it weren't for being influenced by Qian Yixiao and Bai Yaqi's normal people because he was in college, he wouldn't have had too intense mood swings at all. Therefore, Zhang Dadao said that he was influenced by Qian Yixiao and others to degenerate, which is not unfounded nonsense.

"Well, let's go in, even if I'm unlucky. "The little fat man is also resigned to his fate, it must not make sense to reason with Zhang Da, the fat has to admit it, he is beaten and stands firm, and now at this time he can only take one step at a time.

The little fat man shook his head and walked towards the house not far away, Wei Minghui also said to the bodyguards beside him: "You guys are outside, wait a while, I'll call you if you have a problem." ”

Zhang Shengyan also let the bodyguards stay outside, and he Wei Minghui and Zhang Da to the three of them followed the little fat man into the house.

This is an old-fashioned southern courtyard, the entrance is the front hall, the left and right are the east and west wings, the back is the lobby and kitchen, there is a small square patio in the middle, there is a large water tank in the center, there are a few water lilies planted in it.

"Cousin, cousin, someone is looking for you!" the little fat man shouted a few times in the corridor by the patio as soon as he passed the antechamber.

The little fat man is also a chicken thief, so he shouts as if he and Zhang Dadao don't know each other. But this little bit of caution, Zhang Dadao didn't listen to it, Wei Minghui and Zhang Shengyan didn't care at all.

The little fat man shouted, and then he heard a somewhat loyal middle-aged man at the back of the lobby reply in a loud voice: "Who's coming, who's looking for me? Why are you here?"

Then, I saw a middle-aged man walking out of the back of the lobby, almost fifty years old. Lean and lean, probably less than 1.7 meters, wearing a somewhat large shirt, his hair is three or seven points, and he is a little messy. Not to mention, it really looks like a farmer entrepreneur. With such a shape, if you don't get a pig farm, a chicken farm or a fertilizer feed factory, you will be blind to this look. (To be continued.) )