He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"It's just inexplicable. You kiss me and laugh at other times. There's nothing wrong with your mind." Fan Yu raised his hand and touched He Zheng's forehead to check his body temperature.

He Zheng had already become accustomed to Fan Yu's brain circuit, so he took off Fan Yu's hand that was touching his forehead, made Fan Yu sit with his back to him, and hugged Fan Yu's waist to kiss the back of his neck.

Fan Yu was stunned for a moment, looked up at He Zheng behind him and asked seriously, "You really don't want it?"

"The space in the car is too small."

He Zheng breathed hot breath and whispered into Fan Yu's ear. He seemed to be aroused by Fan Yu.

The corners of Fan Yu's mouth immediately curled up, feeling proud of himself. He insisted that he wouldn't touch her, but that was not what he meant.

"I'm sitting on your lap now. It's so convenient. Are you sure you want to refuse?"

Fan Yu raised his eyebrows and asked He Zheng behind him, he was really not afraid of death at all.

He Zheng hugged Fanji's waist tightly and lowered his voice, "Want to live in the basement again?"

"Fuck, I'm so fucking crazy that I went to that shitty basement."

Brahma Prison had goosebumps, and his mind was full of all the unnamed things that He Zheng used when educating him, and he was scared just thinking about it.

"If you don't want to go, why don't you light a fire?"

"I fucking know I'm wrong, I'll just do it!"

Brahma Prison didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, otherwise He Zheng would have to lock him up in the basement to clean him up when he returned home.

"I apologize now! Don't hold grudges after you return to China."

Fan Yu made it clear to He Zheng that he was really afraid of the basement.

He Zheng smiled and hugged Brahma Prison tightly in his arms, "You don't like that basement?"

"There's nothing wrong with my brain, why do I like that thing!"

Brahma Prison cursed and was very angry.

"How dare you run if you don't like it."

Brahma Prison shut up and didn't dare to speak. After all, it was his own fault.

"Then you can't just be locked up for two months! I'm almost tortured to death by you." Brahma Prison complained.

He Zheng heard what Brahma Prison said and grasped the key point, "Don't you hate me imprisoning you?"

"Why do I hate it? I made a mistake first. It's normal for you to get angry and deal with me. It's just that it took too long and I don't like it." Fan Yu discussed with He Zheng seriously.

The corner of He Zheng's mouth curled up again. Brahma Prison was very accepting of death and would accept punishment if he made a mistake. He didn't feel anything was wrong.

"If you like that basement, then let's stay there for a week every month. If I don't have anything to do for a week, just think of it as something new to do." Brahma said, leaning comfortably into He Zheng's arms.

"You didn't do anything wrong. There's no need to live in that basement."

He Zheng kissed Fan Yu's cheek, his voice was low and gentle.

"I won't even shut you up if you give me a chance, what kind of brain do you have!"

Brahma Prison was even disgusted, making He Zheng chuckle.

"Why are you laughing? I'm trying my best to accommodate your preferences, but you still refuse."

Fan Yu gave He Zheng an elbow on his stomach and lost his temper.

The smile on He Zheng's face never left his face. He knew that what Brahma Prison said was true and was not just words.

"Where are you going to find a wife as good as me? Just have fun secretly."

Brahma's tone sounded very impressive, and he leaned lazily in He Zheng's arms like an uncle.

He Zheng smiled and said nothing, but it was equivalent to acquiescence. Indeed, his wife was unparalleled.

"You were angry with me just now, so hurry up and kiss me to comfort me."

Fan Yu suddenly looked up at He Zheng's order behind him, grabbed He Zheng's collar domineeringly, and pulled He Zheng towards him.

He Zheng smiled and bowed his head obediently, and soon the shadow of their kiss was reflected on the car window.

At almost one o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Tianyu, Ye Miao and his party arrived at the outskirts of the slum.

The slums cover a large area, and you can't see the end at a glance. There are dilapidated houses in rows, including bungalows, wooden houses, and two-story iron houses. The handrails and steps are rusty. There are no traces of it. Looking at the house that is fifty or sixty years old, it seems that it may collapse at any time.

There are no cement roads in the slums. There are only sand roads and loess roads. People walk on them and there is no grass growing, which shows that there are really many people living in them.

Fortunately, the road is very wide, and it is okay to drive in, but the road is not easy to walk and has many potholes.

Jonah drove the car to the front and parked next to Shen Tianyu's car. He got out of the car and walked to Shen Tianyu's window and said to Shen Tianyu inside, "The target is too big for us to drive in like this, and we will easily be targeted by the forces inside."

"I'm afraid they won't target us."

Shen Tianyu's voice is interesting.

Jonah said this with a worried expression. Ye Miao was the only prince and the biological son recognized by Byrne. If anything happened, Byrne would not be able to skin him.

"I have my own plan, just drive the car in."

Shen Tianyu explained to Jonah who was hesitant outside the car.

Jonah was still worried and bent down to ask Ye Miao for his opinion, but the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. Ye Miao was already assembling weapons and humming happily.

Why do I feel like His Highness is about to go on a killing spree?

Jonah wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. In the past two days, he had asked Shen Tianyu and Shen Mu Hezheng49 their subordinates, and learned that their young highness was particularly capable of causing trouble. Everyone talked about it when Ye Miao was mentioned. The chatter of the tongue roughly means that Ye Miao is very skilled, but Jonah doesn't know how.

Are they kidding me? How can a little thing like your Highness be so good with so much skill?

Jonah kept staring at Ye Miao. It was true that Ye Miao's movements of assembling weapons were very familiar and he did it in one go. But whether the weapon was used well or not was another matter entirely!

We have brought so many people with us, so it should be okay!

Jonah comforted himself so much that he felt like he was paralyzing himself.

"It will be afternoon if we don't go in for a while."

After assembling the weapon, Ye Miao saw that Jonah was still there and reminded him.

"Okay, then I will let the knight's car follow you. They are all people who have been with the Lord for more than ten years. They are all very skilled. The knight uniforms they wear also have a certain deterrent effect on the people here."

"Just arrange it."

Ye Miao didn't care too much and looked at the weapon to try out the feel.

Jonah felt a little more uneasy when he saw Ye Miao not taking it seriously.

But Shen Tianyu didn't seem to panic at all, and the other people following behind him were sitting calmly in the car with his wife. Jonah had no choice but to get back in the car, drive the car ahead, and lead Shen Tianyu, Ye Miao and the others into the slums.

Along the way, people in the slums came out of their homes curiously to look at the passing cars, while some stood on the open-air walkway on the second floor and watched without blinking.

This was the first time they had seen such a good car enter the slums, and it was still such a huge team.

There were a few men in the crowd staring furtively at the car. One of them pressed an old Bluetooth headset next to his ear and reported, "They are here. The direction they are going to should be the Central District."

"Watch carefully."

After the man finished speaking, he ended the call, put his phone on the table, and said to the leaders of the other four forces sitting at the long table, "According to my investigation, they are all from Country H and want to open factories and do business in our slums. , they want to hire our local people.”

"Damn it, if they really do it and everyone goes to work and can be self-reliant, how can we collect protection fees? What will we do then?" A big man slammed the table angrily.

"They're trying to steal business from us. It's so damn hard to live or die." Another big man also yelled angrily.

The remaining two leaders of the forces did not speak. They were an old woman holding a cane and a man in his thirties or forties. He had blond hair, green eyes, a shallow scar on his eye, and a ragged beard. It looks a little unkempt.

He was leaning on a chair and smoking a cigarette. Although he didn't clean it up very much, it could still be seen that he had an outstanding appearance and a tall figure, at least 197.

At this time, there was a boy standing behind him. He looked small and should be a little younger than Bai Nian. He had black hair and golden eyes. He kept his head buried and his little body was trembling.

The man glanced at him, puffed out cigarettes, patted his thigh, and asked him to sit down domineeringly.

The boy bit his lip in fear, his eyes filled with tears.

But he didn't dare to be disobedient, he shook his body and carefully sat on the man's lap, tears kept falling.