"Brother Dong, this is too informal. You should let Sister Xian change into the wedding dress." Looking at Lei Weidong kneeling on one knee, he was about to take off the ring on the ring finger of Wang Zhuxian's right hand and replace it with the middle finger of his left hand that signifies engagement. Like The lively Qingzi fought for Wang Zhuxian.
"I was negligent." Lei Weidong nodded, took Wang Zhuxian's little hand and said, "Axian, are you willing to put on a wedding dress for me?"
"I do, just give me a few minutes." Wang Zhuxian nodded, holding the wedding dress and shouted to Qingzi and Zhu Wanfang, "Qingzi, Afang, help me change into the wedding dress."
"Okay, Sister Axian." Qingzi and Zhu Wanfang smiled and ran to the next room with Wang Zhuxian.
"Brother Dong!"
When the heroine Wang Zhuxian left, everyone immediately turned their attention to Lei Weidong, hoping to be confirmed again.
"A-yin didn't let her choose a wedding dress because of confidentiality reasons. Just choose the wedding dress you like. If you like cash, choose cash. If you don't have it, customize it and let the designer design what you like."
Looking at everyone's enthusiastic eyes, Lei Weidong, who knew their thoughts, certainly knew what to say, and immediately made the girls jump with joy.
"Xiao Xian, we will really be a family from now on. From now on, we will stay together forever." The girl changed clothes at different speeds.
If it's slow, an hour won't be enough; if it's fast, it won't even take a few minutes.
In less than five minutes, Wang Zhuxian, who was wearing a wedding dress, ran back quickly with his skirt in hand, leaving Qingzi and Zhu Wanfang far behind.
Looking at Wang Zhuxian, whose chest was heaving and his face was red due to exercise, Lei Weidong asked him to rest for a few minutes to calm down, then gently held his hands and said slowly.
"Yeah!" Wang Zhuxian nodded desperately.
Lei Weidong took Wang Zhuxian's right hand, took off the ring on his ring finger, then took his left hand, and slowly put the ring on the middle finger of his left hand.
"Xiao Xian, I love you. I know that behind your back you blame me for being carefree. I am indeed very carefree. However, I have never forgotten you. I promise you that we will not add more people to our family from now on.
I can swear to God, I will definitely say..."
"Brother Dong, let's reserve two places." Just when Lei Weidong said excitedly and the girls burst into tears, Ao Ming poured a basin of cold water on it.
"We need to keep a few." Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, when Lei Weidong held Wang Zhuxian's left hand and didn't know how to proceed, Salina stood up.
"Hua Yihan has a close relationship with us. She is responsible for the big project of the automobile company. It is very likely that she will come into the house in the future and leave a place for her, as well as Stessa, whom Brother Dong met in Italy.
Although it is an ocean horse, it is rare and valuable. Leave a place for it and she can enter the house if she wants.
Madonna, this little girl has lived with us for a long time. I see that she doesn’t want to leave, so I’ll leave half of it for her. Even if she enters the house, she has to be the last in line, just like Qingwen in Dream of Red Mansions. "
"Okay, just these two and a half, no more."
As a lady, Salena has spoken, and the girls must give her face. In addition, everyone also knows Lei Weidong's character. With his playboy character, it is impossible to prevent stealing.
It is better to leave a leeway so that we can advance or retreat in the future.
So they all expressed their agreement.
"I know I'm sorry for you, and I know I made mistakes, and I thank you for giving me the opportunity. So, I will take this opportunity today to express my sincere apology to you. Wife, I was wrong, and I will never be sorry to you again. .”
Lei Weidong was not angry at the reactions of the girls, but sincerely bowed deeply to the girls present, saying that he would bid farewell to his previous carefree life and would not make the same mistakes that men would make again. "
Everyone has known Lei Weidong for so long and knows his character. Seeing the expression on his face, everyone knew that Lei Weidong was serious. Le Huizhen was the fastest, stepped forward to pull him, and said movedly.
"Brother Dong, as long as you say this, you don't need to apologize to us. We know that you are very good, really very good. You are a hundred times better than the rich second generation of those rich families. We don't regret it..."
"Yes, A-Zhen is right. Compared with those rich second-generation people who are always in trouble but eventually give up, Brother Dong, you are much better. That's why you didn't celebrate our birthdays before. I just remembered today."
Yun Piaopiao's nose felt sore and she muttered in a low voice.
"I was sorry for you in the past, but from now on, I will remember each of your birthdays in my mind and will not miss any of your birthdays.
If I have something to do and I can't get away, let Salena take care of it for you first instead of me, and I'll make it up to you when I get back. "
"Still a little biased..."
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Early the next morning, Lei Weidong, who had been busy all night, came out of the crowd of women, went to the bathroom to wash up, put on loose clothes, and then walked out of the house and started jogging in the manor.
In order for wives and concubines to be harmonious, necessary physical conditions are indispensable. Therefore, even if there are systematic additions, daily exercise is also essential. Otherwise, how can we achieve equal exposure to rain and dew?
After running around the manor for forty minutes and doing 200 sit-ups, 200 push-ups, 200 squats, and 200 bunny hops, Lei Weidong returned to the villa.
At this time, all the girls had already gotten up. Those who were making breakfast were making breakfast, and those who were reading were reading. When they saw Lei Weidong coming back, they all stood up to say hello to him.
Lei Weidong went upstairs to wash up. When he came to the restaurant, the girls were sitting at the dining table, preparing to have breakfast.
Saw Lei Weidong coming.
Zhu Wanfang immediately got up and brought Lei Weidong a bowl, Xiaostammer brought Lei Weidong his favorite breakfast, and Qingzi brought Lei Weidong the latest newspaper.
With the three little girls serving, Lei Weidong started his day's work.
"Is Tsukamoto Xiong coming to Xiangjiang because of the loan?" After eating a small piece of bread and drinking a few sips of soy milk, Lei Weidong picked up the newspaper and flipped through it, and saw news that surprised him.
"It should be so. During this period, the yen has been appreciating continuously. Tsukamoto Bank can no longer support it and keeps asking to modify the contract, but I have rejected them all.
Brother Dong, you are also planning ahead. After signing the contract, you will transfer the yen from Japan to Xiangjiang, the beautiful country and the mainland. If the money is still in Japan, it will be troublesome, and it is difficult to guarantee that no accident will occur. "
Salena, who was sitting on Lei Weidong's left hand, said, "Tsukamoto probably couldn't sit still anymore and came to put pressure on us in person."
"Can you handle it?"
"If it's just Tsukamoto-kun who's fine, but we're afraid that the Eagle Nation will intervene, Brother Dong, you'd better mention it to Yang Jianhua. They'll show up to deal with the pressure from the Eagle Nation, and we'll have to deal with Tsukamoto-kun by ourselves."
"Okay!" Lei Weidong nodded, but he thought of "Seraph". According to the plot of the movie, "Seraph" should be Chen Guozhong or a policeman who looks similar to him.
However, Lei Weidong searched the entire police force and found no policeman who looked similar to Chen Guozhong.
Now Tsukamoto Xiong is coming. If the "Seraph" appears, it is 100% Chen Baoguo, but with Chen Guozhong's skills, he can kill Tsukamoto Group's security from the first floor of Tsukamoto Building, all the way to the top floor to kill Tsukamoto Xiong.
Lei Weidong expressed doubts.
Even though Chen Baoguo has been practicing his marksmanship hard at the gun club during this period, and his skills are much better than the previous two years, Lei Weidong still has no confidence in him and needs to find a helper for him.
That guy Peng Yixing is an unstable bomb and it's time to throw it out.
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"Uncle Wu, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you go downstairs to bask in the sun today? Staying at home is not good for your health. Come on, I'll help you go downstairs." Chen Guozhong came to see Uncle Wu as a routine.
It turned out that Uncle Wu, who liked to bask in the sun and enjoy the excitement, did not go downstairs.
Sitting at home, looking at the photos on the wall.
It was an old photo, black and white, and the people in it were dressed in old clothes. It looked like it was a photo from decades ago.
Chen Guozhong knew that this was Uncle Wu's family members who died in the war decades ago.
"Guozhong, you said you were a policeman?" Uncle Wu silently withdrew his eyes from the photo, turned around and looked at Chen Guozhong and said.
"Yes, Uncle Wu." Chen Guozhong was startled by Uncle Wu's look. What kind of look was that? Chen Guozhong had only seen it in those serious criminals. They were completely despairing and didn't care about anything.
How could Uncle Wu, an old man, have such a terrifying look in his eyes?
"Guozhong, you are a policeman. You must know some killers. Can you introduce them to me? I want to kill people." Uncle Wu stood up with difficulty with a cane and shouted with all his strength.
"Kill, Uncle Wu, you are so old, why can't you look away?" Seeing Uncle Wu looking like he was about to fall down at any moment, Chen Guozhong quickly stepped forward to help him sit down and said:
"If you really have an enemy, I will help you catch him and let the law bring him to justice."
"My enemy is." Uncle Wu silently handed a newspaper to Chen Guozhong, pointed at the photo that came to the door with his hand and said, "This is the person who killed my whole family.
If I hadn't been lucky, I would have died in a mass grave long ago. "
"Tsukamoto Yu!"
The photo that Uncle Wu pointed out was an acquaintance of Chen Guozhong, a big Japanese capitalist who was coming to Hong Kong to discuss business recently and would be received in a high-profile manner by the Hong Kong government.
For such people.
Chen Guozhong knew what he just said was funny.
Even if the other party commits many murders and his hands are stained with the blood and tears of Chinese people, he really can't arrest him and even has to protect his safety. It's really depressing.
"Uncle Wu, it happened decades ago, but you still remember that he was the murderer of your whole family. You must know that there were many Japanese soldiers at that time, and your enemy might have died in the war."
"No, Guozhong, I know what you mean. I have a bad memory, but I will never forget my enemies." Uncle Wu shook his head and said through gritted teeth,
"He was not an ordinary soldier, he was a regiment captain. He was the one who ordered the killing of my family, relatives and friends. Hundreds of people died tragically under his butcher knife that day.
As long as I close my eyes now, I can think of the mirror image of that time. It was hell, real hell. My daughter was tortured because she didn't want to..."
"Uncle Wu, please stop talking. I will help you find the killer. If I can find it, I will help you find it." Just the description made Chen Guozhong unbearable. Compared with the brutality of Tsukamoto Xiong and others, Wang Bao and other criminals can be said to be angels , sin is not a dimension at all.
"Guozhong, this is all my belongings." Uncle Wu wiped away his tears, stumbled to the corner of the room, found a suitcase from the cabinet, brought it to Chen Guozhong and opened it.
"This is this?" Chen Guozhong asked as he looked at the contents of the suitcase.
"The Japanese stupid people's preparation tickets were worthless pieces of paper issued when they occupied Hong Kong. They used these things to take away all my belongings at that time.
I have been keeping it, just thinking that it will be useful one day. Can you help me take a look? Does anyone want it? "
"Okay, Uncle Wu." Looking at the worthless preparation ticket, Chen Guozhong knew what Uncle Wu meant. He wouldn't live long, so forget it if there is no news from Tsukamoto Xiong.
Now that we know it, if we don't take revenge, Uncle Wu will die in peace.
I must avenge Uncle Wu and let him reunite with his family without worries.
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"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang bang!"
After Lei Weidong finished shooting the bullets in the magazine, he immediately unloaded and replaced the bullets, quickly picked them up and continued shooting.
"It's amazing. Twenty rounds of bullets all hit one bullet hole, and the speed is so fast. I think even the legendary gun master can only do this." Peng Yixing took off the sound-isolating headphones from his ears.
He pulled Lei Weidong's target closer, looked at the bullet holes on it and praised it.
"The Gunslinger is just a legend. Who knows whether it is true or false, but you, how are you doing recently? Have you read the book I introduced to you?"
"I saw it, but I don't really understand why Guo Jing is called the best in the world. He and Yang Guo, Ouyang Feng, Huang Yaoshi and others are at most a tie.
The credit is not as great as that of Yang Guo. Yang Guo killed the Mongolian Khan with flying rocks, while Guo Jing only guarded Xiangyang. "Peng Yixing asked.
"This is what I mean by the righteousness of chivalry. Unlike Ouyang Feng, Yang Guo and others, Guo Jing's chivalry rises to the level of the country and the nation. Although his reputation in the world is not as good as that of Yang Guo's heroic hero, he still exerts great influence on the country. And the importance of nation is much higher.
It was not until the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty and the Mongolian rule of the Central Plains that the heroes of the world understood the importance of Guo Daxia. They pursued the Dragon-Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword passed down by him and tried hard to understand the secret of the Dragon-Slaying Sword to command the world.
But what secrets can the Dragon Sword have?
It is nothing more than the art of war left by Guo Jing. I hope that future generations can use the art of war in the sword to raise the flag of rebellion and lead the rebel army to overthrow the rule of the Mongols. It has nothing to do with the world.
As for giving orders to the world, no one dares to disobey.
The leader of the rebel army ascends the throne and becomes the emperor. He can mobilize thousands of troops with one sentence. What kind of martial arts gang is this? This is not invincible. The so-called martial arts is putting the cart before the horse. "
"What you're talking about is too profound. I still don't understand it. I think gun training is more suitable for me."
Peng Yixing shook his head, put on his soundproof headphones, raised his gun and started shooting!
"Bang bang...bang bang...bang bang!"
Twenty shots later, Peng Yixing looked at the watch on his wrist and said with a smile, "I'm half a second faster than you, no, it's about a second."
"Twenty shots only take one second or even half a second. In actual combat, this time is of no use at all. If you shoot me, I will shoot you. It can be said that we will both die together."
Lei Weidong shrugged and didn't care at all about Peng Yixing's victory.
"That's right." Peng Yixing nodded, feeling that Lei Weidong's evaluation was very reasonable. There was really no point in playing the game. It was just one second faster and one more step, so what's the use in real gunfights.
It would be great if I could actually participate in a gunfight. With my level, I can definitely do it. How about registering a killer account? That would be fine...
Peng Yixing had a thought and couldn't control it anymore.
"check it out."
Seeing Peng Yixing's eyes turn red, Lei Weidong knew the time was right and handed over the information he had prepared long ago.
"Fuck! This guy is not a human being. He should go to the eighteenth level of hell." Even a person like Peng Yixing, who doesn't care about the outside world, couldn't help but curse after reading Tsukamoto's information.
That is to say, this person is not in front of him, otherwise Peng Yixing will definitely shoot and send Tsukamoto Xiong and all his men to hell.
"Tsukamoto Xiong, the person in charge of the Japanese Tsukamoto Consortium, will come to Hong Kong to discuss business recently. The place of stay is Tsukamoto Building in Tsim Sha Tsui, a building that Tsukamoto Group has just acquired."
"Since you are coming to Xiangjiang, just arrest him. This scumbag should be put on the guillotine. It would be a waste to kill him with bullets." Peng Yixing suggested.
"It's not that simple." Lei Weidong shook his head, "Although Tsukamoto Xiong killed countless people, it was during the war years. Even though his hands and feet were dirty and the crimes were serious in these years, he did not commit any crimes in Xiangjiang.
According to the laws of Hong Kong, our police not only cannot arrest him, but also need to protect him. "
"If you can't arrest him, you have to protect him. This is a fucking law." Peng Yixing cursed when he heard that the police wanted to protect Tsukamoto and find a scumbag.
"Lei, please find me some information, are you asking me?" Peng Yixing was not stupid, and he easily guessed that Lei Weidong wanted to kill Tsukamoto with a borrowed knife.
"Yes, I am a police officer and cannot take action, but I feel aggrieved if I don't kill him. Peng Yixing, are you willing to take action to seek justice for the Chinese people?"
Lei Weidong nodded and spoke truthfully.
"Of course I am willing. Let alone one Tsukamoto, I will kill even ten of them."
Peng Yixing has long wanted to try the feeling of hitting someone with a bullet. Now that he has such a good opportunity, of course he will not give up.
Tsukamoto is a scumbag. Anyone who is Chinese will kill this bastard. Killing him is to eliminate harm for the people. When he thinks of this, Peng Yixing is very motivated.
"This is the topographic map of Tsukamoto Building." Lei Weidong took out a map from his pocket and put it on the table. "Please remember, the specific security cannot be confirmed until Tsukamoto arrives, but there is one thing I want to remind you. .”
"What's the matter? Tell me." Peng Yixing put away the map on the table and prepared to go home and study it carefully.
Tsukamoto has done many evil things and has countless enemies.
Afraid of death, he spent $100 million to set up a revenge fund in order to prevent anyone from seeking revenge against him.
As long as he did not die of natural causes and it was confirmed that someone killed him, the Revenge Fund will be launched and a reward of US$100 million will be offered for revenge.
At that time, killers from all over the world will be attracted by the $100 million and take revenge on you. "
"Masters all over the world?" Lei Weidong's words made Peng Yixing's eyes light up.
He has long wanted to compete with the best players from all over the world. Killing Tsukamoto is the best opportunity. Tsukamoto has decided to kill him himself, even if he has no money, he will kill him.
"You'd better get a nickname. It will also help you gain fame."
"The nickname is Avenging Angel!" Peng Yixing shook his handsome hair and said.
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