The gun and those words sent by Huang Yaming once made Xu Tingsheng's scalp tingle and worried.
There are some things in this world that can give the weak who once had low self-esteem a sense of power and authority, followed by addiction. These things include power, wealth, but also cameras and pens.
The gun is also one of them, representing the authority of violence. Someone once called it a gospel for the weak.
However, just as Fernando Merrill told people through "City of God" in 2002, once a person starts to believe in the power of "guns" and gets used to violence as his reliance, his thinking mode will change accordingly. It's hard to go back.
The weaker the person, the harder it is to quit this temptation and addiction.
Huang Yaming may not have had a strong underdog mentality originally, but when Tan Qingling was nineteen years old, he forced such a mental state into him through a merciless betrayal and only a BMW.
His pursuit of wealth and power became even crazier because of this, because only these can give him the sense of security he needs in his heart.
Xu Tingsheng knew that Huang Yaming was changing, but he knew better that he should set a limit for him. This country is not South America or the former Italy. Although some shady things exist, they can only be the backhand and auxiliary in the dark corners. Anyone who really uses it as a road will surely die in the end without a place to bury him.
Putting aside this uneasiness, Huang Yaming's subsequent message reassured Xu Tingsheng a lot. He will say that, at least it proves that his current situation in Bingzhou is not bad, not only can he take care of himself, but he can also provide shelter for others when necessary.
As for what he said, it is not wrong to regard Fang's round as "hand training".
I have no experience, so I don't use experience to fight for experience. I only use the most basic humanity and inner thinking to fight against two experienced and wily old foxes. After this round, no matter what the outcome is, Xu Tingsheng will grow up.
"By the way, there is something else I want to tell you." Huang Yaming sent another message after a while.
"Say." Xu Tingsheng replied quickly. Under the current situation, Xu Tingsheng didn't dare not be serious when Huang Yaming brought up a matter so seriously. He may even be a little nervous and anxious.
"I want to find a surrogate after my senior year and have a baby. It's best to be a son."
"..." Xu Tingsheng, who was very serious, suddenly felt suffocated.
"I think I'm going to have a baby anyway. If I don't want to have a baby, my parents won't let me go. Then I won't be able to find someone who I really want to have a baby with in this life. So just find a high-end one and try to have a baby." Better. My sister-in-law has helped me contact a girl in Qingbei, a junior, just in time. The girl looks pretty good, and she accepted it because of family problems. The asking price is a bit high, one million. I thought about it, and it should be worth it. I plan to sign the agreement in two days, and pay a deposit first."
For the first time, Xu Tingsheng was completely stunned because he knew that something was serious. Huang Yaming is serious. This life was seen and lived too clearly, Xu Tingsheng couldn't refuse it.
"You just said something, what do you think?" Huang Yaming asked.
"It's pretty good." What else could Xu Tingsheng say
"Well. I'm just a little tangled now. Is it better for my son to marry Niannian in the future or wait for your daughter. If he marries Niannian, he should be just a third-year girl who holds a golden brick. It will take a long time to marry you .But...you have a lot of money! That poor Fu Cheng..."
"..."
Xu Tingsheng glanced at Xiang Ning's photo on the phone's screensaver, and thought for a while, the idea of a black-bellied mother, in fact... it's not a bad idea!
…
The Fang family's random guns continued to stand.
The first wave from the opposite side came back, and the daughter and son-in-law of the Fang family followed in the footsteps of the boss, and went in together because of financial problems. Then, the second and third sons of the Fang family were transferred successively, leaving the original department, the original system...
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a harbinger of attacking them. It's just like a person taking a fish out of the water and putting it on the chopping board, just for the convenience of cleaning.
Under such circumstances, the Fang family's random guns continued to be fired. It's just that there are fewer and fewer people who can use it. Most of those who had held a sliver of expectation and hope in the opponent's family and didn't understand the situation, most of them began to draw a line in a hurry and quit the battlefield. This situation is almost clear, it is cannon fodder to go up. No one is stupid.
The Fang family was making jokes. Joking, joking, someone suddenly felt something was wrong: "Such a rush and disorderly behavior, even flickering and tricking people, messing around, wasting energy, what is going on in the Fang family?" What, what's the rush?"
"So it looks like... Mr. Fang has already gone?!"
Only this one explains it. First, the reason for the chaos is that there is no backbone, so there is no strategy, and it is even more impatient. Second, when the tree fell, the hozen would disperse anyway. So even if it's a mess, take advantage of the fact that you can still bluff now, and let people go first.
This logic became more and more reasonable the more one thought about it, and soon became the common speculation of most of the upper echelons of Yanzhou.
Someone tried to inquire about it from the hospital, and sure enough, these days, the Fang family's ward has almost become a forbidden area, and outsiders are not allowed to set foot. The doctors and nurses treating the old man have also become completely fixed, and almost all of them are under the control of the Fang family.
Almost all the signs point to the same thing - Mr. Fang is probably dead, but he just kept it hidden.
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First Hospital of West Lake City.
"What's your idea? People outside should start to think that I'm dead now, right?" Old Man Fang asked Xu Tingsheng.
"I'm afraid your grandchildren think so." Xu Tingsheng said.
"Tell me."
"In this way, when you really die, you can 'live' for a while."
"Oh, makes sense. Any more?"
"And let the two people on the opposite side guess and move. Otherwise, I won't be able to understand their minds."
"Yes. Is there any more?"
"Gone."
"You boy is dishonest."
"What?"
"You have another purpose. You want to see, the person I'm waiting for, who doesn't know if he will come to my funeral, will care whether I'm dead or not. Also, who is he..."
"Old man Zhuge is reborn."
"I advise you to be less clever. It's useless. I can tell you clearly that in the current situation, even if you hold a big funeral for me tomorrow, that person will not ask a word."
"Why?"
"Because, in fact, I belong to him just like my two old comrades-in-arms. The two of us have endured the incident between the three of us for more than 20 years, and I didn't suppress it in advance. It's not because they can bear it, It's not because I'm really soft. It's because it wasn't the right time. That person suppressed us, but left a message. To this day, he will never intervene."
"So that's how it is."
"So you have to make it so he has to intervene."
"I can't think of this at the moment."
"Then do something else first. Take your time."
"I'm doing it. Do you think the two people on the opposite side will come to find out in person?"
"If it comes, what do you want me to do?"
"Tell them you have river pawns."
"Oh. I have river pawns. Useful?"
"A dead horse is a living horse doctor... Actually, don't you think so too."
"... When did you think of it?"
"When I wake up in the morning and look in the mirror."
"ha."