novel-bin Chapter 1166 From now on, you're my dear uncle.
Chapter 1166 From now on, you're my dear uncle.
There are several groups of people searching for the rascal in Beijing right now, so he doesn't dare to stay in the city for too long and has to escape Beijing under the cover of darkness.
So the little rascal didn't hesitate at all, and walked towards the bed with the knife in his hand.
Xu Damao was fast asleep when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He instinctively touched it and found it was hard.
Still dazed, Xu Damao was about to push the thing aside when he was slapped across the face.
"Snapped!"
Ok?
The slap stunned Xu Damao. When he opened his eyes, he saw someone standing by the bed, but unfortunately the room was too dark to see the person's face clearly.
I rely on?
Has a thief broken into the house?
Or did Jia Dongxu come up from below?
In that instant, countless thoughts popped into my head.
"You little bastard, do you still remember your grandpa?" the little brat asked through gritted teeth.
Xu Damao couldn't see his face clearly, and neither could the little rascal.
But the little rascal believed that his distant cousin Wang Mazi had no reason to lie to him; this guy had to rely on his fearsome reputation to make a living in Beijing.
Who are you?
Xu Damao dared not make any rash moves, because he had discovered that there was a small knife pressed against his neck.
Damn, could it be that some enemy has come knocking on our door?
After thinking it over, Xu Damao couldn't figure out who he had such a big grudge against.
Could it be that colleague from the publicity department?
Or perhaps it's Liu Guangqi?
But none of these things would warrant someone coming to your door with a knife, unless you have a hole in your bangs!
"I'm your grandpa, you little rascal!"
What is that?
Little rascal?
Who the hell is the little bastard?
Xu Damao was completely bewildered, as he didn't seem to know anything about this "little rascal".
After all, what respectable person would have that name?
and many more!
Xu Damao's expression froze, and he suddenly remembered Wang Mazi, the guy in the cell who used to flick his nose at him.
That guy's distant cousin, I think, is called Little Rascal.
No, is it really that big of a deal?
He only cursed a few times in the cell, and this little bastard came knocking on his door? And he even came with a knife. How petty can this guy be?
If this happens every time, how many people will that little rascal have killed by the time he grows up?
Can he kill them all? Won't his hands get tired?
Seeing that Xu Damao remained silent, the little rascal grinned and slapped Xu Damao again.
"Snapped!"
"You little bastard, you've remembered your grandpa? You were so arrogant, weren't you? You wanted to kill me, didn't you? Come on, I'm right in front of you now, go ahead and kill me!"
Xu Damao: "Hey buddy, is it really necessary? Can't you be a little more magnanimous?"
Just because of a casual curse, the brat went to all the trouble to come knocking on his door. Xu Damao thought that this person was either mentally ill or psychologically unhealthy.
But either way, they are all quite dangerous.
Apart from Jia Dongxu's mental illness, everything else in this world is somewhat dangerous.
Is it really necessary?
The little rascal's expression changed drastically upon hearing this, and his anger flared up instantly.
Back then, he was a fearsome little rascal, and even Li Yuanchao had to bow down to him.
After the ticket-grabbing incident, he should have become a well-known local tough guy in Beijing, but because of the person in front of him, he was beaten and imprisoned.
If he hadn't been good at fighting and escaped, he probably would have been stuck in jail for several years.
Now it's even worse; I have to leave my hometown and leave Beijing.
All of this is thanks to him.
His response was, "Is it really that serious?"
"Do you know that because of you, I can no longer stay in Beijing? Because of you, everything I have is ruined! Because of you, even my former brothers have betrayed me!"
"Um... is it that serious?"
"If all else fails, I'll compensate you with two coins?"
Xu Damao wiped the spittle off his face, convinced that the little bastard in front of him was indeed a mentally ill person.
Xu Damao considered himself to have some experience in dealing with mental illness.
First appease them, then subdue them, and finally beat them up and send them to the yamen (government office).
Losing money?
Upon hearing this, the young rascal could no longer contain his anger. Everything he had in Beijing had been ruined by this person. Could money really solve this?
He's a rebellious rascal, not a damn beggar.
But judging from what he said, his family must have some money. After killing the man, they can extort some money for their travel expenses.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll send you on your way right now!"
The little rascal roared, grabbed Xu Damao's hair, slammed him onto the bed, and raised his right hand, ready to stab him hard in the neck.
Xu Damao exclaimed that it was outrageous!
Mental illness!
No, he's a madman, absolutely a madman, the kind of madman even traditional Chinese medicine doctors can't cure.
He'd kill someone at the drop of a hat; no wonder Wang Mazi dared to be so arrogant.
With a cousin like that, most people wouldn't dare to offend him.
"Get the f*** off!"
Xu Damao cursed the little bastard in his heart, but it didn't stop him from fighting back. As he raised his left hand to block, he slammed his right hand into the little bastard's chest.
A heart-piercing punch!
This move was learned from Sha Zhu. If you get hit, you will feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and in severe cases, you may not be able to breathe at all.
The little rascal who had taken the punch looked down at his chest and realized something was wrong.
But before I could figure out what was wrong, a loud bang suddenly rang in my ears.
"Duang~~~"
The sound was like the sound of cymbals being struck, making the little rascal's head buzz.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
Without the slightest hesitation, Uncle Yan Bugui raised the rolling pin and smashed it down hard.
"Xu Damao, get out of here!"
I rely on!
Xu Damao was overjoyed, never expecting that Yan Bugui would save him from his predicament.
"Third Uncle, from now on you're my dear uncle!"
Xu Damao shouted, grabbed the trembling Hou Guifen, picked up the baby, and jumped off the bed.
"Duang~~~"
Another loud bang rang in the little rascal's ears. Yan Bugui held an iron basin in his left hand and a rolling pin in his right, hitting and pulling as he went, then retreated step by step outside.
At this moment, the little rascal felt like his brain was about to explode. Not only did he see stars, but his ears were also ringing.
who am I?
where am I?
What am I going to do?
"Xu Damao, lock the door! Lock the door now!"
At Yan Bugui's prompting, Xu Damao swiftly closed the door and locked it in a few quick movements.
At the same time, the residents in the courtyard were also awakened by the sound of the third uncle banging on the basin, and the lights in their houses were turned on one by one.
"Xu Damao, are you fucking looking for death? What are you doing in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?!"
"If you don't sleep, who will?"
Sha Zhu stormed over from the central courtyard, ready to kick Xu Damao.
The other residents who came out also didn't give them a friendly look.
"Hey, hey, hey, Sha Zhu, what are you doing!" Xu Damao hurriedly dodged, then loudly explained, "A mentally ill person has come to our compound, no, a madman. He sneaked into my house in the middle of the night, trying to stab someone!"