Heaven's takeaway courier

"Boss, look at four of them bullying me, you have to clean him up for me."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of laughter in the whole room.

The things that happened to him in the past seemed to be like a movie, and it happened again quickly in his dream.

In his sleep, the expression on Zhou Hao's face kept changing.

Sometimes with a smirk, and sometimes with tears in his eyes.

"No, no!"

With a "swipe", Zhou Hao sat up straight away, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and then looked out the window.

In the early morning, when everything is silent, there is a glimmer of light on the eastern horizon, carefully infiltrating the light blue sky, and a new day gradually moves over from afar.

Zhou Hao picked up the phone beside him and glanced at the time.

It was a quarter past seven, and after thinking about it, I got up from the bed.

After tidying up briefly, he left the house gently.

This time, what he was going to see was the family member of the seventh-ranked teammate of the wolf thorn team.

Driving in a car on a deserted street.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

"Hi, I'm Zhou Hao."

There was some noise on the other end of the phone. After listening to what was said there, Zhou Hao frowned.

"I see!"

After speaking, Zhou Hao hung up the call.

Then, the accelerator under his feet hit the bottom, and he sped forward.

The seventh old man was named Ning Zhiguo. Although he was ranked seventh in the team of more than a dozen people, he was indeed the youngest among them.

It's just that he joined the team earlier, so he got the title of "Lao Qi".

His home is in Qingfeng Town, fifty miles outside Dongjiang City.

After about an hour, Zhou Hao's car slowly stopped in front of a boundary marker.

The vigorous and powerful "Qingfeng Town" is engraved on the stone tablet.

After smoking a cigarette and taking a brief rest, Zhou Hao set off again.

The more he walked in, the more uncomfortable Zhou Hao's heart became.

The road ahead has become winding and winding, while the asphalt roads in the city have long been replaced by dirt roads.

The mud houses on both sides of the road are well arranged, although he has heard before that Lao Qi's family is somewhat difficult.

But who would have thought that it would be like this.

Dongjiang City is located in the northwest of Daxia, only a few hundred miles away from Tianqing City.

Because of this, it has been a well-known commercial center since ancient times.

The transportation is convenient, and it is one of the nearby transportation hubs connecting all directions in the southeast and northwest.

The level of economic prosperity is close to that of some first-tier cities, but who would have thought that under its rule, there would be such a forgotten and poor place?

During the bumpy journey, Zhou Hao saw a few people gathered in front of him from a distance. Isn't that the home of Ning Zhiguo?

Afterwards, Zhou Hao directly parked the car on the side of the road, and ran towards it in a hurry.

"Xiaomei, just follow me. How many years has passed since your short-lived ghost husband died, and you still want to be a widow for the rest of your life?"

"That's right, following Young Master Chen is your best destination, if you don't agree, what else do you want?"

"That's right, Young Master Chen is the son of our village chief. If you follow him, you don't have to be so shabby."

Several people whispered around a woman in her 20s.

Although the woman's complexion is a little pale, without makeup, it gives people a very clean feeling, and it can be seen that her face is delicate.

She looks soft and weak, but there is a touch of determination in her eyes.

"That is, if you follow me, your dilapidated house can still survive, otherwise, the demolition team will come over in a while!"

A young man looked at them aggressively.

This person seemed to be the leader of the dozen or so people, and he showed a domineering posture in every gesture.

After hearing what he said, the woman's face was a little ugly, but she still looked at him angrily.

"Just give up on this idea. I won't be with you. You should go. You don't need to worry about our family's affairs."

After speaking, the woman planned to turn around and go back to the house.

But at this moment, the young master Chen whom he called just now rushed forward with a stride.

He grabbed Xiaomei's arm and swung it aside.

Immediately afterwards, a slap was slapped directly on her face.

"If you don't eat a toast and eat fine wine, even if you don't think about you, you can bear the mad woman in the room when you see you?"

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, your brother owes us so much money, who will pay it back except you?"

Hearing what he said, a look of pain flashed across Xiaomei's face, and her eyes twitched.
It turned red.

Big teardrops flowed down her white cheeks.

"You..." Xiaomei was so excited that she became incoherent for a while.

"What? Am I wrong? This house has been lost to us by your brother, and you still don't want to move?"

The man looked aggressively at Xiaomei and said jokingly.

"If you want me to say, if you follow me, your house can be kept, and you don't have to pay back the money."

Seeing that Xiaomei was silent, the young man continued.

While everyone was talking, an old lady in her 60s with gray hair came out of the room tremblingly.

He looked at the woman in front of him with distress.

"Xiaomei, our Jiazhiguo is sorry for you. If you really want to remarry, I don't blame you, old lady."

The old lady held the woman's hand tightly and said in a low voice.

"Mom, I was born as a member of Zhiguo in this life, and died as a ghost of Zhiguo. I promised him that I would take care of you for the rest of my life. I, Xiaomei, will never break my promise."

After the old lady gave her a relieved look, she turned around and looked at the group of young people.

"Master Chen, I want to ask you, where is the 30 demolition funds of our family now? Why haven't I seen the old lady?"

The old lady looked at the young man at the head and asked loudly.

"How would I know? Maybe it was Xiaomei's unworthy younger brother who took it away. Anyway, he has already given it. It stands to reason that your crappy house is now ours."

Chen Shao snorted coldly and turned to look at the other people.

A person walked up slowly, took out a contract, and placed it in front of the old lady.

"Did you see it? This is the deed to sell the house. If you don't pack up your things right away, get out. The demolition team will come over in 10 minutes."

The man stood aside and said with a smile.

"My old woman didn't see the money, so even if I die today, I won't leave."

"Alright, since you want to die, I'll give you a ride!"

After Chen Shao finished speaking, he picked up a steel pipe from the side and walked towards the old lady.

He swung his arm round and threw it directly at the old lady.