The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Come here, Xiaochen, I have something to tell you." Xiao Zhengyang called out at this time.

Xiao Chen sighed, "There are so many things."

After thinking about it, Xiao Chen reluctantly followed Xiao Zhengyang to the study.

Xiao Zhengyang closed the door of the study, his smiling face suddenly became cold.

"Who the hell are you?" Xiao Zhengyang took out a pistol from nowhere and pointed it at Xiao Chen's head.

Xiao Chen slumped on the chair helplessly, Xiao Chen had already guessed that there would be such a plot.

Although my father may look like a big boy, but he is thoughtful, otherwise he would not be able to make money and become the richest man in Minghai City.

His sudden appearance must have aroused his father's suspicion.

"I'm your little treasure!" Xiao Chen yelled carelessly.

Xiao Zhengyang sneered and threw a few photos on the table.

"My son died a long time ago. Besides, my son's tutor is very good. How could he be like you, like a bastard? If you want to impersonate, you have to investigate clearly."

Xiao Chen looked at the photo on the table, it was Xiao Chen's appearance after being killed, and he didn't know who gave it to his father.

Xiao Chen looked at the photo, and said after a long time: "Which turtle took the photo, it makes me so ugly in the photo."

Xiao Chen originally wanted to say "Lao Tzu", but thinking that it was his own Lao Tzu in front of him, it seemed a little inappropriate, so he swallowed that word back abruptly.

Xiao Zhengyang thought that Xiao Chen in front of him would say something, and even made preparations for this person who he was sure was a fake Xiao Chen to jump over the wall in a hurry in the face of irrefutable evidence, but he never expected this guy to say such a thing.

Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Zhengyang's black muzzle and said, "Dad, have you read martial arts novels?"

Xiao Zhengyang was taken aback for a moment, and finally nodded after thinking for a long time.

Xiao Chen continued: "Then it's easy to handle, Qiyu knows, grandpa, the kind of little fruit."

Xiao Zhengyang's eyelids twitched when he heard it, it was all a mess.

"After I was attacked, I met an old man. He not only saved me, but also passed on my peerless martial arts. Dad, let me tell you, tell me who you want to kill in the future, and I will kill his whole family." Chen babbled like a psychopath.

Xiao Zhengyang was sweating profusely and sneered, "Can't you even make up a decent reason?"

Xiao Chen sighed: "You forced me to do this!"

Xiao Zhengyang half-closed his eyes, and slowly increased the force with his index finger holding the gun.

"Lend me 500 yuan in March 2010, saying that I have no money to buy cigarettes."

"In April of the same year, I lent me 2,000 yuan, saying that I was treating someone to dinner."

"In September of the same year, I lent me 2,000 yuan, saying it was to fuel the car."

"One or three years, um, I forgot." In order to increase his credibility, Xiao Chen deliberately forgot some.

Year 11, year 12... Year 18, Xiao Chen kept talking about it until May 18, which was three months ago.

It's not that Xiao Chen has a good memory, but that Xiao Chen must have expected such a scene. His mother and sister are easy to fool, but his father is definitely not easy to deal with.

Xiao Chen specifically went to look through his small ledger to deal with the current situation.

Xiao Zhengyang heard the corners of his mouth twitching non-stop, Xiao Zhengyang never thought that Xiao Chen could still remember so clearly what had been held for so long.

Xiao Zhengyang frowned, only the father and son knew about this matter, and they even told Xiao Chen repeatedly not to tell his mother.

Xiao Zhengyang loosened his finger on the trigger, still in disbelief: "Even if you say this, I still don't believe you."

Xiao Chen covered his eyes, shook his head helplessly, the death energy in his body suddenly exploded, and instantly the whole study room was enveloped.

The sinister aura of death energy impacted Xiao Zhengyang.

The cold sweat all over Xiao Zhengyang's body instantly soaked his clothes, and a deep despair hit his brain.

With a wave of Xiao Chen's hand, all the dead energy returned to his body, "Dad, I'm really your son!"

Xiao Zhengyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and put away the pistol. Xiao Zhengyang understood that if Xiao Chen in front of him wanted to kill him, it was just a matter of raising his hands. Besides, he had nothing to be worried about now, so there was no need to find someone It's such a hassle to pretend.

"Dad, I'm going out first." Xiao Chen walked out of the study unsteadily after speaking.

Looking at Xiao Chen's walking posture, Xiao Zhengyang really wanted to go up and give him a kick, like a bum.

As soon as Xiao Chen walked out of the study, he saw his mother holding two oranges, and now Xiao Chen's head hurts whenever he saw something to eat.

"Xiaochen, come and eat some fruit."

"Mom, I have something to tell you." Xiao Chen looked back at Xiao Zhengyang who had just come out of the study.

Xiao Zhengyang looked at the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

"Eat first, let's talk about things later."

Xiao Chen grinned and said, "This is a big deal."

Xiao Chen's mother put down the oranges, nodded and said, "Xiao Chen has grown up, so he should listen to your words."

"My father owes me 48,000 yuan, and my father wants to renege on the debt." Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows at Xiao Zhengyang who was behind him.

Xiao Chen's mother looked at Xiao Chen in a daze, not understanding what these words meant.

When Xiao Zhengyang heard this, his whole body trembled, and he looked at Xiao Chen pitifully.

Xiao Chen bared his teeth like a little devil and said with a smile: "Mom, my dad has been cheating money from me since I was ten years old, saying that you abused him, and he is an imposing boss, whose pockets are cleaner than his face every day."

"Xiao, Zheng, Yang."

Xiao Chen's mother called Xiao Zhengyang's full name word by word.

Xiao Zhengyang waved his hands with a sad face and said: "My wife, listen to my explanation, things are not what you think."

"You old bastard, you cheated money into your son, and I said why Xiaochen is so thin. It turns out that Xiaochen's pocket money was cheated by you bastard."

Xiao Chen's mother pulled Xiao Zhengyang's ear and pulled him upstairs.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

Xiao Zhengyang covered his ears and looked at Xiao Chen with resentment.

"Slightly slightly..."

Xiao Manyu looked at this scene, and quietly said to Xiao Chen: "Brother, Dad also asked you to borrow money?"

Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Manyu with surprise on his face: "Hey hey, so Dad got a lot of money from you too!"

Xiao Manyu nodded: "I haven't counted it, but at least there are tens of thousands!"

Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Zhengyang who was struggling on the stairs with a smile and shouted: "Mom, Dad is still cheating money at Manyu, and he has cheated a lot!"

"You old bastard, it's okay to cheat Xiaochen's money, even my daughter's money, if I don't beat you to death today, you have thick skin."

His mother's roar came from upstairs, Xiao Chen leisurely moved a chair to the outside, and looked at the blood moon above the sky.

Wang Duoduo curled up in Xiao Chen's arms and fell asleep quietly.

Wang Duoduo's saliva flowed onto Xiao Chen's body, Xiao Chen didn't wake Wang Duoduo this time, but just gently wiped off the saliva and shook his head.