Chapter 117 Temporary Teammate No. 2

At this time, Qu Dabao, the housekeeper on the second floor of the Lou family, was hurriedly holding an old telescope and quickly tracing the direction where Zhang Xingwang left, but he still couldn't lock on the target.

Then he turned around and looked at Qu San, who was lying on the bed with wounds all over his body, and then turned to Lou Zhenghua who had just entered the room and said in a deep voice:

“Master, your guess is correct, he really did send the young lady back, but this guy is an expert and was obviously on guard.

He seemed to have noticed me from the moment he arrived at the door of my house. He used the young lady as a shield from beginning to end. As soon as the young lady turned around, he quickly disappeared. He was very careful.

Although he was sure that I would not shoot him, at most I would scare him or give him a warning, after all, he had come to my doorstep to provoke me. But I was still very cautious.

Lou Zhenghua, who was seriously ill, sighed and said to himself:

“It seems that what Qu San said is correct. This kid came prepared. It seems that he not only targeted Xiao Mo, but also the Lou family’s assets.

This time he has already provoked me at my doorstep. The next time we meet, it will probably be a showdown. But my Lou family is not easy to mess with. It depends on whether he can survive. "

Then he said to Qu San in doubt:

"Are you sure he carried eight bricks with him? Are you sure?"

"I had more than eight wounds on my body, and even though I was stunned, I counted them before I left."

Lou Zhenghua shook his head in disbelief after hearing this, and then said to the butler who was collecting his gun:

"Check this kid and see if there are any weaknesses that can be exploited. After all, he hasn't made a move on our family yet, so we can't just do it directly to his family, lest we make a fool of ourselves. But we need to find out his background and be prepared first."

The butler agreed and went out. When he reached the door, he met Lou Xiao'e face to face. Silly Ezi looked at the gun in the butler's hand and asked curiously:

"Grandpa Dabao, why are you holding a gun? Where's my dad?"

"Miss, the master is in there, I'll take care of the gun."

Lou Zhenghua felt tired watching his daughter come in, but looking at her rosy-faced daughter, he still asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"Why did you let that boy take you back?"

"His name is Zhang Xingwang... Uncle Qu is missing, and he insisted on sending me off..."

As he was talking, he suddenly saw Qu San, who was barely breathing, on the bed. He hurried over and asked:

"Uncle Qu, why are you here? Why are you injured like this? What happened?"

Qu San raised his head with difficulty, looked at the worried Lou Xiao'e and Lou Zhenghua who was silently shaking his head behind him, and said with a wronged look on his face:

"Miss, I'm fine, I just fell down."

"Uncle Qu, you are so careless. It looks like you fell down the stairs. It must be very painful. Why didn't you go to the hospital? It looks so serious..."

The aggrieved Qu San didn't know how to respond and could only close his eyes and pretend to be dead, waiting for Lou Zhenghua to persuade Lou Xiao'e to leave. His eyes were already filled with tears of grievance.

Zhang Xingwang was riding his bicycle at lightning speed and had returned to the gate of the yard unknowingly. What happened today was too magical. He accidentally rowed a boat with Lou Xiao'e and even sent her home. It took him a long time to figure out who "captured" whom between them.

However, after Xiao San goes back, the Lou family’s misunderstanding of him should be resolved.

As soon as he got off the bicycle, the third uncle Yan Bugui came towards Zhang Xingwang's backpack. Seeing this, Zhang Xingwang just raised his hand and paused, then smiled at Yan Bugui without stopping him.

Seeing this, Yan Bugui showed a look of "you're on to the right track" and stopped stretching out his hand towards the backpack. Instead, he helped lift the back seat of the bicycle.

After the bicycle entered the yard, he looked at the backpack with a smile, and then he felt sick. Pointing at Zhang Xingwang, he said:

"Zhang boy, how come you only caught a fish?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xingwang's expression changed, he looked unlucky and replied:

"Well, you know, it's hard to catch fish when it's cold. I just ran into this one this afternoon."

"This one weighs two kilograms, right? Why don't you stew it for me? I have a bottle of wine, so we can..."

"Uncle, I have a large family, and this one is not enough for each person."

After saying this, he went home under Yan Bugui's disappointed eyes.

Yan Bugui also laughed in silence, thinking that this was the boy's true level. He had caught three fish today. He thought that he would have to look up to him when it comes to fishing.

As a result, Zhang Xingwang's family each got nearly a pound of braised fish that night. Because the pot was too small, they cooked it twice in a row, which took almost an hour. It was considered a formal celebration of the house. It greatly improved their lives.

The sisters at home ate so well that their mouths were drooling, and they all said that Zhang Xingwang's cooking skills were unmatched in the world.

Zhang Xingwang felt that he couldn't go on like this. He now habitually wanted to go home when it was time for dinner, and would walk into the kitchen uncontrollably when he saw it. Over the past few days, he not only learned how to flip the wok, but he also learned how to use a kitchen knife in a very professional way. If he continued like this, he would be in trouble.

Even the mother, Wang Xiulan, looked very reluctant when she saw Zhang Xingwang pouring oil into the pot frantically.

Zhang Xingwang said:

"How about you come?"

As a result, Wang Xiulan, who had no ambition, immediately turned around and went to clean the table. Zhang Xingwang was so helpless to complain.

After dinner, Zhang Xingwang strolled to the second uncle's house and knocked on the door. It was time to extend his claws towards Yi Zhonghai.

When the second uncle Liu Haizhong saw Zhang Xingwang coming, he was so enthusiastic that he immediately asked him to sit down, and then asked impatiently:

"Xingwang, are you looking for your uncle because of Lao Yi? Tell him what you think, I will definitely support you."

It seemed that this temporary teammate No. 2 had already entered the battle state, so there was no need to lay the groundwork this time, so he said with a serious face:

"Second uncle, I have only been back for two days. I have known about the First Uncle's affairs for a short time, but the rumors about the First Uncle are spreading like wildfire, and everyone is talking about it with details. The atmosphere in the courtyard is completely messed up. Do you think Yi Zhonghai can still be the First Uncle in the courtyard?"

These two sentences completely tickled the itch in his bangs. He couldn't hide the smile on his face. He slapped the table, interrupted Zhang Xingwang's words, and echoed in a stern voice:

"Then he definitely can't continue to be the boss. Do you mean we should bring him down?"

"I am a person of low status and it is difficult for me to get involved, but it is different for you. Think about it, the last time Yi Zhonghai did nothing, it was you who stepped up to solve the problem. This time, the hospital can only rely on you.

And this is not about bringing someone down. This time it's the uncle himself who has problems with his work style. After all, there's no smoke without fire. Looking at the attitude of the aunt, I guess there must be something wrong here.

Now you have to step up and save the situation like you did last time. Otherwise, how will other hospitals view us if we continue like this? And once it is confirmed that the elder has a problem, he will no longer be qualified to be the elder without us having to pull him down. At that time, you..."

"Yes, yes, it's my turn to turn the tide... Well, that's a good word... Then let's do it."