Chapter 662: Funeral (2)
Old Parton said to his brother Red, "This is an important errand, and I have to find the right person to take over, and this errand is not a small burden. ”
"Why don't you let me come!" Rasti said his thoughts directly, although part of the reason for killing John Upranon was because the other party showed signs of rebellion, but a lot of it was because the other party had this part of the benefits in his hands really made Rasti feel hot.
Although Rasti has been out of prison for several months, because the forces under Old Paton are very stable, it is impossible for Rasti to vacate his seat at will just because he is the son of Old Paton, not to mention that Old Paton doesn't like him at all.
The elder Paton continued to ignore his son, and said to his brother, "What do you think of Smitty?"
"Smitty?" Hearing the old Parton's proposal, Rasti couldn't help but walk up to Raparton and said in a questioning tone, "Smitty, that slippery bastard? What are you kidding?"
When Rasti asked this, Old Paton instantly felt as if he was offended, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you going to provoke me?"
"No, no, I'm telling you what I think. Rasti didn't realize that he had done anything wrong, and although his attitude was a little restrained, the words that came out of his mouth did not back down at all.
"What do you think?" said Old Paton, like an enraged old lion, staring at Rasti with a cold gaze, "No one asks your opinion. ”
"So I can't even express my thoughts now?" said Rasti's face with a hint of sorrow, and his heart was full of sorrow and resentment.
"What do you think, God, do you still have ideas?" Old Patton looked at his son, as if he was looking at his enemy, and said coldly, "Do me a favor, get out of here, go to the kitchen, I will call you, and you can come out." I don't want to see you, I don't want to hear you, I don't want to think of you at all, get out. ”
"Yes, sir!" said Rasti with some trembling words, not knowing whether he was frightened or angry.
Red Parton, who was sitting on the side, shook his head slightly, and he could understand the anger of old Parton. In this gang, the arrangement of every position is the right of old Paton, who can ask you for advice, but you are absolutely not allowed to go past him to arrange directly.
What Rasti said just now has invaded the old Paton's territory, and now that Rasti has left, the old Paton is still angrily scolding: "What's wrong with that bear child?!"
"He's your son. "What Red Parton means is that he's your son, and of course he's acting like you.
Old Parton didn't know if he heard the hidden meaning of Red Parton's words, but said to himself: "Sometimes I really doubt whether he is my own child. ”
Red Parton did not dare to take old Parton's words, and he whispered, "But why not give Eubannon's life to Rasti? ”
"You asked me to give it to that brainless idiot, are you crazy, impossible. Old Parton is still angry.
Red Parton shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, I don't like Smitty as a person. I don't think we can trust him, I think he's loyal to Eubanon alone. He must have wondered who killed his iron buddy. ”
"Then let's go meet this gentleman and see to whom he is allegiated?" Old Patton hesitated a little as he listened to his brother's words.
Seeing that he had finally moved his stubborn brother, Red rubbed his hands and whispered, "What if we don't like her answer?"
"You told me you'd do it to clean the portal, didn't you?" Old Paton looked indifferent, not caring for a single human life.
Red Parton shrugged his shoulders, stopped talking, turned around and picked up the whiskey on the table and took a sip, completely hiding the glimmer of joy on his face from old Paton's sight.
At the same time, Smitty, who was talked about in other people's mouths, happened to be with little James, who had found a random place to sit down, and he asked with some concern: "Child, are you feeling okay?"
"I suppose it's okay, what about you?" James whispered to Smidty, even though they didn't know each other.
"And guess what, I'm still shocked, I can't believe my best friend is lying there. Smithy sighed.
Little James nodded sympathetically, and couldn't help but ask further, "Have you been able to be friends for a long time?"
"yes, since I was your age. A knowing smile appeared on Smithy's face, and he whispered, "I used to be a troublesome kid who spent all day wandering around the billiards room, and Monsieur Aubannon gave me my first job. ”
"What are you doing for him?" asked little James, who could think of the original image, softly.
"Cleaning the yard, running errands and other chores, and eventually I became his subordinate and then his right-hand man, and then ...... Yes, there it is. Smithy waved his hand and couldn't help but sigh, memories are always good.
"Then who do you think killed him?" asked little James, holding his chin in his hand.
Smithy shrugged his shoulders, he didn't know the question. Determined, Smith asked, "How did you know Monsieur Aubannon?"
Little James pouted, and said with a slight smugness: "He is my aunt, my father's uncle." ”
Hearing little James say this, Smidty immediately realized something, and before he could speak, his subordinates on the side couldn't help but ask, "Child, who is your father?"
"Terry Mulden. Little James tried his best to pretend to be an adult, and nodded lightly at the two of them.
"Really!" Hearing the name, Smidty's cheeks twitched twice, and he smiled reluctantly and said, "It's a pleasure to talk to you, kid." ”
Smithy's men also leaned over and waved little James's knee and whispered, "I'm sorry for the loved ones you lost." ”
Little James nodded slightly, sitting there inexplicably feeling a sense of pride and pride, and pretending to be an adult more and more.
At this time, little James's mother came out of the back room, walked up to her husband, and couldn't help but mutter, "This is called paranoia of insight, and your Aunt Kaye has been saying what a good person he is." ”
"Know how lucky you are, beauty. Liang Dong looked up and down at his slender figure wrapped in a close-fitting black silk robe, and couldn't help but laugh: "Being with me is not a very bad choice after all, is it?"
Christine ignored her husband's gibberish, raised an eyebrow, and said, "I'm going to find James, and then we'll go home, okay?"
"Okay. But remember to tell me before you go. Liang Dong shrugged his shoulders with a smile, looking at his wife's back, but his heart was hot.
(End of chapter)