Bang—bang!
In the villa's bedroom, the man who couldn't get through to his wife on the phone kicked the sofa twice in frustration, feeling upset, nervous and uneasy.
His butt felt like it had a sore and he couldn't sit still. He paced back and forth in the room, thinking carefully about what he had done wrong to make the little ancestor angry.
"Hiss—" The man scratched the back of his head, unable to figure it out. He was so anxious that sweat broke out on his head.
He took out his cell phone, logged into the social software, found the most educated person he could mobilize - Hong Qing, and sent a message to him.
"My dear, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but only a moment to deploy it. It's time for you to show your loyalty to Uncle Long. I've offended my wife, so please write me a letter of guarantee immediately. Follow the same standards you wrote to your father before. Hurry up, I'm waiting anxiously."
After the message was sent, the man, who felt like every second was an eternity, stared at the phone screen.
"Why haven't you replied yet? What is this girl doing? She can't find anyone at the critical moment."
One minute passed
Two minutes passed...
Baru felt like he was being roasted on the fire. Finally, after five minutes, his patience was completely exhausted and he made a phone call.
It took a long time for the other side to answer.
"Uncle Long, it's the middle of the night. If you want to kill someone, go to Wu Jie. If you want to chat, go to Hong Qi. I really can't think of what you can do with me." The little girl over there was quite resentful.
"Do you know how precious these few hours of my sleep are? What good will it do you to torture me?"
Where did Balu have the patience to listen to her nagging? He got straight to the point.
"Ten thousand dollars, please write me a letter of guarantee, quickly."
"One hundred thousand." The little girl over there was obviously excited and started to raise the price.
"Why don't you go and rob?" Baru's eyes widened and he was very angry.
"Isn't this the fight going on?" Hong Qing said with a hint of laughter in his voice, "Uncle Long, you won't be cheated or fooled by my writing skills. My mother still hasn't realized that the letter of guarantee in her hand was written by me.
The price I'm giving you is just a friendly price. My dad paid me 200,000 yuan for my hard work, so it's already cheap enough for you."
"Eight thousand." Baru said impatiently.
"No, why did it go down instead of up?"
"Can you control me?" The unruly man raised his eyebrows. "Hurry up, do you want to make money? If not, I will sell you two tomorrow."
"Uncle Long, you shouldn't bully others like that." Hong Qing on the other side was almost crying with anger.
"I can't help it. I'm the one who's responsible for you two. Six thousand—"
He called out again.
Hong Qing burst into tears, "Calling and bullying someone in the middle of the night, is there any justice in the world... Wuuwuwu..."
"Four thousand——" The man's heart was as hard as iron.
The little girl over there sniffed and immediately calmed down. "Six thousand, one cent less, you can sell my dad. Anyway, my mother won't do anything to me if I cry a little."
"Deal." Baru said with a wicked smile, "Hurry up and give it to me in an hour."
"Uncle Long, bullying children will bring retribution."
After Hong Qing finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Baru took out a cigarette and lit it. Pregnant women are prone to anger, and his wife must be blaming him for not calling her and was angry.
Thinking of this, I feel a little better.
"Damn it, I have to kill Taylor quickly, chop off his back hand, and go home quickly. If you delay any longer, Nan Xiaoxi will tear the top of my head off."
He put out his cigarette, took out his cell phone and continued to call his wife, persevering.
…
When Zhan Peng came in, he saw Balu sitting on the ground with a pen in his hand, writing something on the coffee table. He almost thought he was blind.
"What the hell are you doing? Can you please do something serious?" He walked over and took a curious look at the paper under his hand.
"Hahahaha...Aaron, what the hell did you write? It looks like dog crawling, a mixture of Chinese and Burmese characters. Where are the side dishes?
"Do you know that word? What are you doing, you bastard?"
Balu rubbed his temple with the tip of his pen, his face full of disdain.
"What do you know when you're a single person? This is called a letter of guarantee. Every time Brother Jin upsets his wife, he writes this. It's very effective. Chinese women all believe it.
In the past, Brother Jin wrote it himself, but later on, it was Qingqing who wrote it. Look, this one of mine was also written by Qingqing, and it cost six thousand dollars. The little girl is just as greedy for money as her mother.
"What sins did Prime Minister Hong and Brother Meng commit to deserve to meet an evil spirit like you. Not only did you bring harm to my father, but now you bring harm to my son too."
Zhan Peng glared at him with disdain, then reacted, "Did you make your wife angry?"
Baru insisted, "My wife is pregnant, so it's normal for her to have mood swings. This is called providing emotional value. I stayed up two late nights learning this."
Zhan Peng's Adam's apple moved, and a look of dejection spread across his carefree face.
"Aaron, when I looked at you and Nanxi, I realized how much I had wronged Yana in the past."
Baru got up and sat on the sofa, threw a cigarette to him, and finally took one himself and lit it.
"How about I give you a copy of this letter of guarantee?"
Zhan Peng sneered, "Yana is not Chinese, she won't buy into that. She is not as relaxed as Nanxi, she is a self-deprecating and cautious person at heart.
When I found her this time, I realized that she actually still cares about me buying her from the red-light district. She sees herself as a commodity, thinking that I bought her just to sleep with her and have children, and she doesn't believe I love her at all.
"Didn't you originally plan to find a chick to sleep with? No one has wronged you." Baru glared at him with disdain. "It's your fault for being so unclean. Now you're getting your comeuppance, right?"
"Then I didn't expect to meet a woman who I fell in love with at first sight. I slept with women, but I'm not a pervert. I gave them money and was happy to tip them. They were willing to do so.
After being with Yana, I haven't been out fooling around anymore. Damn it, who else should I go to investigate Su Zhiyao at the military headquarters? I'm so fucking frustrated, you bastard should get your comeuppance."
Zhan Peng scratched his head and rolled his eyes at his good brother beside him.
"I'm not idle and flirting around. I saw a woman on the roadside whose car broke down and went up to her to flirt with her. You deserve it. If you hadn't been nosy, would Su Zhiyao have liked her?
What's your identity? If a female mosquito were to appear near them, the military building security would investigate her three generations. They finally have a clue that could lead to the Half-Faced Buddha showing up in ASEAN. How could they let it go? They're going to kill you! "Let me go. Who the hell do I know her?"
"I noticed something was wrong with the tattoo on Su Zhiyao's neck, so I wanted to go over and take a look. What's this nonsense? Can you even talk?"
Zhan Peng was furious and stubbed out his cigarette. "Go write your letter of guarantee. Everyone has their own retribution, and no one can escape."
Yana had kicked him out again last night, and the man was feeling aggrieved and wanted to vent his anger on his good brother. But now it seemed that he was not much better than himself. It would be better to go to Wu Jie, who was just a rough guy, than to him.
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