Even though he was trembling all over from the pain, Zhao Fei gritted his teeth and didn't let his father notice anything unusual.
Zhao Aiguo, on the other end of the phone, was silent for a moment before trying his best to speak calmly.
"It's nothing, honey. Dad just wanted to ask if you're coming home for dinner tonight."
"If you come back, Dad will make your favorite braised pork."
"Let's have a drink, just the two of us."
silence.
After finally suppressing his emotions, Zhao Fei tried his best to imitate his usual tone of voice.
"Dad, I'm a bit busy today, so I won't be home for dinner."
"Jiu Nan and the others need to see me, so I'm going to keep them company."
"You and Mom eat, please... Take care of yourselves."
After saying that, Zhao Fei quickly hung up the phone, afraid that he would cry.
However, on the other end of the phone, Zhao Aiguo was already in tears.
However, he didn't say anything, only muttering repeatedly, "It's better if he doesn't come back. It saves me trouble."
"It's good for her to go and keep Jiu Nan company; she'll have a bright future with that child!"
"Good son, go ahead and do your work..."
......
Meanwhile, the impatient Black Jesus raised the cross in his hand once more.
But once, he was stopped by Fatty Zhao scolding his son: "Wait a minute!"
"Hey kid, what's your hurry? Are you in such a rush to steal the white hat?!"
As he spoke, Zhao Fei took out a blood-stained cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a satisfying puff.
"Sigh, I was originally planning to help that kid Quantum kill you, you little black-haired brat, but it seems I can't do it now."
"Children, you will have to walk your own path from now on."
"Hey, Boss Hua thinks we're too weak and won't play with us, let's go find him ourselves."
After saying that, Zhao Fei laughed loudly, and then sang loudly: "Look ahead, it's all dark, wait until I catch up and kill them all!"
After singing his fill, Fatty Zhao straightened his clothes and began to speak to Black Jesus as if he were scolding his grandson.
"Alright, let's send him on his way!"
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The subject matter is urban comedy, not supernatural, not supernatural.
It's not from the "Young Master" or "Young General" series, but a completely new story.
The world-building is grand, featuring mysterious gods, a clash between Eastern and Western civilizations, and a conflict between ancient and modern gods.
The protagonist is intelligent, decisive, and refuses to be morally coerced or a pushover.
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