This world is different from the future. During the few years here, Li Yi gradually understood some truths.
For some people, you reason with him, he plays hooligans with you, you talk law with him, he plays hooligans with you, you play hooligans with him, he is more hooligan than you...
To deal with this kind of hooligan, simply don't talk about any reason or law, and directly flip the table is the best choice.
It's like playing chess with Tsundere Lolita, whoever loses wins, who has the advantage, who is at a disadvantage, it doesn't really matter, as long as she finally resorts to the ultimate ultimate move, the universe super invincible Roaring Dog, or the contestants directly become referees If you designate yourself to win, the game is unplayable.
Similarly, under the influence of Tsundere Lolita, Li Yi didn't want to play with the Cui family anymore.
Let's just flip the table, with old hooligans like Mr. Xu around, let's see who is more hooligan than whom
"Sir, is the soup ready..." Tsundere Lolita sat in the yard, eager to see through.
Li Yi withdrew his thoughts, lifted the lid of the casserole, picked up a spoon to taste it, and turned around and said, "It's fine, it's fine..."
Liumeng.
Dozens of people stood respectfully in an open space, looked at a slovenly old man in front of him, showed excitement, bowed and said, "But it's on the orders of seniors!"
The slovenly old man turned his head and gestured. Someone had already handed out sheets of paper to their hands.
With a sullen face, he said in a cold voice: "Look carefully, you must not miss any of the names you saw tonight!"
"Obey!"
Everyone bowed one after another, and their voices resounded throughout the school grounds.
Qin Mansion.
The servants of the Qin family watched a drunken figure walk into the mansion, glanced away and then looked away. They had long been used to Wu Ye's appearance.
It's just strange that he is always accompanied by a man on weekdays, but today he came back alone.
Qin Yan walked out from the hall, feeling so depressed in his heart.
It has been nearly a month since Qin Yu disappeared. During this month, he hasn't heard any news. In the capital, he has asked all the people he can think of, but there is also no news. So far , A bad premonition finally appeared in his heart.
This doesn't look like that rebellious character, and it really doesn't conform to common sense. He seems to have completely disappeared from this world. Not only the Qin family can't find him, but even the government and secret agents can't find him...
Although he didn't know his son that well, he knew very well that he didn't have the ability to hide so much that even secret agents couldn't find him.
He was already depressed in his heart, but when he saw that drunken figure walking over, he was naturally even more upset.
"You went to drink again, look at you now, how can you look like a human being!"
The fifth master of the Qin family raised his head, looked at him solemnly, and said, "Brother, I actually don't like it when you say that about me."
Qin Yan's eyes widened. This was the first time in recent years that he saw the fifth younger brother talk back. He pointed at him and said in disbelief, "Look in the mirror and see what you look like. I'm all for Qin Yan. The face of the family, you, you dare to talk back!"
"Face?" Fifth Master Qin Xiang smiled mockingly, and said, "Don't deceive yourself, what face does the Qin family have? The Qin family's face was not lost by me, but by you people..."
With an angry look on Qin Yan's face, he pointed at him and said, "How much wine did you drink at night... You bastard, you bastard, you can tell what you say, do you still have any rules?"
Qin He looked at him seriously, shook his head, and said, "Rules... Don't be naive, rules are meant to be broken, at worst, I will stop playing by flipping the table..."
He murmured, and then said: "Also, I don't like you scolding me—asshole."
boom!
Qin Yan's body flew back into the room, knocking down several tables and chairs.
Qin He stroked his forehead with his hand, and murmured: "I'm really drunk, I can't even control my hands and feet, Wu Er, why don't you give Master Wu a hand..., Wu Er..."
After saying a few words like this, he nodded suddenly, "Oh, Wu Er is gone..."
"I'm coming… "
A burly figure ran over from behind, grabbed his crumbling body, looked at the servants of the Qin family beside him, and said angrily: "Are all of them dead? sir..."
…
Kyoto is the most affluent place in Jingguo, and it is also the place where dignitaries and officials gather most.
In the same city, there are poor people who worry about their livelihood after eating their last meal, and there are also dignitaries who fish during the day and sing at night.
The two areas, one south and one north, are like two completely different worlds.
In the southern district of Kyoto, a luxurious mansion somewhere.
The naked middle-aged fat man just climbed off the seventh concubine he married a few days ago, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced inadvertently, and the sweat just wiped off appeared again.
Only this time, it was cold sweat.
He trembled a few times, looked at the figure sitting at the table in the hall, his whole body covered in a cloak, and said tremblingly: "You..., you..., who are you?"
"It's over?" A surprised voice came from under the cloak, "It's a bit fast..., isn't your kidney bad?"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, two figures slowly walked over, and one of them glanced at the naked woman on the bed.
Another person beside him coughed lightly: "Pay attention to discipline."
The man immediately withdrew his gaze, looked at his nose, nose, and heart, and with a flick of his toes, the quilt that fell on the ground flew onto the bed and covered the woman.
The woman had already turned pale with fright, but the middle-aged fat man pretended to be calm, pointed at the two and asked, "You, who are you and what do you want to do? Do you know who I am?"
One waved his hand and said, "Han Dayuan, you have committed a crime, come with us."
"Han Dayuan?" The middle-aged fat man was startled, and said, "I, my name is not Han Dayuan..."
"What?" The man froze for a moment and asked, "Isn't this the Han Mansion?"
The middle-aged fat man said submissively: "It's the Han Mansion, but the Han Dayuan you're talking about lives in the Han Mansion next door..."
Among the two, one of them took out a portrait from his bosom, looked at it carefully, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, I went wrong..."
He glared at the person next to him, then looked at the middle-aged fat man, and said, "I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person, what a bother, you go on, go on..."
The two walked outside, and when the door was closed, one of them turned his head and whispered, "Eating more leeks on weekdays is good..."
"Scratch..."
Before the middle-aged fat man could finish his sentence, he felt a sudden pain in his neck, and he fell limply on the bed.
The woman wanted to open her mouth to exclaim, but her eyes also went dark and she lost consciousness.
Not long after, a middle-aged man shrank at the foot of the bed in the next door, looked at the two people in the room in horror, and said in a trembling voice, "You, who are you, and what are you doing here?"
A black shadow in the room asked in a deep voice, "Are you Han Sanyuan?"
The middle-aged man felt relieved, shook his head and said: "No, no, you have mistaken the person, I am Han Dayuan..."
"That's right." A person stepped forward and tapped lightly on his neck, and the middle-aged man was horrified to find that his body could no longer move.
The figure hidden in the cloak said coldly: "Han Dayuan, you have committed a crime, come with us!"