my contract male god

Song Ci's room is on the third floor. It has been more than ten years since the room was repaired, and it is the first time that this room has welcomed his real owner.

There was nothing in the room except the bed, and even the quilts were brought by themselves.Song Ci didn't have a problem with sleeping, but he couldn't sleep today.He was still very annoyed, took out his mobile phone and played two games, when suddenly he heard a sound downstairs, like knocking on the window.

He opened the curtains a little, and saw a dark figure downstairs, by the window on the first floor, there were no street lights at night, and the moonlight was too dark, so he couldn't see clearly what the other party was doing.He turned over, put on his shoes, and ran downstairs.

No matter what the other party is doing, it's definitely not a good thing to be so sneaky.

Song Ci found a stick, and quietly went to the window. At the same time, the man had already pried open the window, and crawled in with a cat on his body.Song Ci waited for him to approach before going around behind him, grabbed his wrist, and lowered his voice, "Who are you and what are you here for?"

The man obviously didn't expect that there were people in the room. He was still awake in the middle of the night and didn't turn on the light. He was startled and gasped heavily.

Song Ci hadn't practiced before, but he used to fight with those cronies, but it was all in the past, and he directed others to fight in the future.It can scare people at the beginning, but it will not work later.

He was completely controlled by the man, who was very nervous, panting all the time, put his hands behind his back, and spoke with an accent, "Stop talking, take me to get the money, or I will kill you."

"Kill me?" Song Ci didn't think he had the guts to do such a thing, because his hands were still shaking.

"Go!" The man held down his hand and pressed down hard, Song Ci frowned in pain.He was thinking about who this person was, and what extraordinary things this person would do if he didn't take him to get the money.

When I came to the stairs in the thinking room, Song Ci said, "My money is all upstairs, do you go get it with me, or wait for me here?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go up for me!"

Song Ci walked up slowly. He was always looking for an opportunity to escape and counterattack. Halfway through the walk, the people behind stopped, stretched out their hands from behind, and grabbed his neck, "You did it on purpose. Someone!"

Lights shone down the dark stairs.Song Ci was also surprised, it was so late, he wasn't the only one who didn't sleep, Song Dong was also there.

Suddenly, Grandma Song's voice came, "Xiaodong, take this bank card with you."

When the man behind him listened to the bank card, his hand became a little weaker.

Song Ci also listened attentively.

On this big night, Grandma Song and Song Dong don't sleep, trading bank cards here?

"Grandma, do you only have so much?"

Song Dong's words completely surprised Song Ci. According to Song Dong's performance all the time, he should have refused.

"This is what your uncle called me this year, and grandma's money for selling grain. It's 20 in total. You take it first, and grandma will ask them for it tomorrow. Isn't Song Ci going to get married? If you want me to cooperate, he It won’t work if you don’t give me money!”

"He won't give Song Ci." Song Dong said aggrievedly, "He has always looked down on me. When he was at my uncle's house, he often bullied me. Grandma, why don't you stop looking for him, I'm afraid he will look after me when I go back. I'm in trouble..."

Song Ci was stunned.

It would be a pity not to become an actor with Song Dong's acting skills and line skills.This ability to reverse right and wrong was the first time he had seen it.

"He dares! You just have a good temper, why bear him? You know, their family is sorry for you, they should pay you back! You are the only grandson I recognize, and they actually bully you? Grandma will never let him go !"

"Don't, grandma, I know you are the best for me. But Xiaoci...he has a bad temper, so let's forget it."

"You can bear with him if he has a bad temper. Are you a fool?" Grandma Song was very angry. "I'll go to him tomorrow to settle the score! My grandson is not someone who can be bullied!"

"Grandma, don't be angry, what if he is unhappy and doesn't give you money?"

"Then I won't let them get married!" Grandma Song boasted.

Song Ci frowned, he didn't know what the hell Song Dong was going to do and why he needed so much money.Normally, the Song family supported him a lot financially, and the money they gave would not be less than him, but Song Dong is still so short of money, which is not normal.

It sounds like this is not the first time Grandma Song has given Song Dong money.

What the hell is Song Dong doing?

Song Ci didn't hear the follow-up, because Grandma Song came out with the real estate certificate, "This is the house I asked Jieyi to buy for you. Take a look, do you like it?"

"Is it in the high-tech zone? The location is not bad. The house over there is now 3 square meters, but it's a bit small, only [-] square meters."

Song Ci: "..."

He didn't know when Song Jieyi bought this house for Song Dong, because now the company has such a big funding gap, if Song Jieyi bought Song Dong a house...

"It's okay, there are still a few shops here, take a look, how about it, if it doesn't work, I'll ask him to buy it again!"

Song Ci no longer knew how to describe his current mood.

The sky was thundering, Song Dong and Grandma Song completely refreshed his cognition, including Song Jieyi, who seemed to have done many things that he didn't know about.

Song Jieyi actually bought a house and sold a store for Song Dong, he never treated himself so well.No wonder, everyone likes Song Dong.

Song Dong looked at the real estate certificate and said that he thinks the location is not bad. They are all core commercial areas with a lot of traffic. The annual rent of these shops is very considerable.

Grandma Song breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, that's good, no one can make you suffer!"

The two people in the room were still talking, and the gangster's hand hadn't stopped since the moment he saw the light, and it was shaking to the extreme at this moment, and he accidentally pulled Song Ci's hand, Song Ci screamed .

The people in the room fell silent, and no one spoke.

Song Ci muttered in dissatisfaction, "Where is the water? I'm so thirsty! Why is there nothing here!"

Then there was the sound of going downstairs, and Song Ci warned the people behind in a low voice, "If you don't want to be discovered, follow me."

This gangster should not be a habitual offender, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, and those who didn't know thought he had a relapse.

Song Ci took the man to the kitchen and boiled a pot of water. Only then did he see what the gangster looked like——

He didn't see it clearly either, because the other party put stockings on his head conventionally, and his hands and legs were still shaking.

Song Ci kicked him, and the latter froze for two seconds before saying fiercely, "What are you doing?"

"Kick you, don't you feel it?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Then what do you want to do? Do you dare to say it? Robbery? It's on my head. Do you know who I am?"

The man held back and didn't speak.

Song Ci walked around him. This man was quite tall, more than 1.8 meters, with thick calluses on his hands. He looked like he had been working a lot, and he should be from the village.He actually stole something and came to his house, so he insisted on teaching him a lesson.

"Aren't you from Mrs. Song's family? I know."

"Knowing that you still steal!"

"Your family is rich."

Song Ci laughed, "Stealing things to blame people for being rich?"

The gangster stopped talking and drooped his head like a frost-beaten eggplant.

"If it weren't for you, our family wouldn't be like this!" the gangster said suddenly.

Song Ci looked at him, and said after a long time, "Take off these stockings for me and talk!"

Gangster: "..."

Time stood still for 1 minute, and the gangster quickly took off his stockings and threw them away. He came out without knowing why, and said, "My father is dead, my mother is disabled, my sister has leukemia, and our family is so poor that we can't solve the problem! If it weren't for Song If the old lady's son insists on getting out of the car that day, my father will not die!"

Song Ci paused and said, "You mean Song Jiefei?"

"Yes! Why do you want to treat us like this? Did my dad do something wrong? Did my mother do something wrong? All this is caused by your family. Why can't I come to ask for money? "

This gangster is still very immature, maybe not older than a minor, but he is dark-skinned, hunched over, and long-term malnutrition makes him look sallow and emaciated.

"Then you go." Song Ci signaled him to go, "Song Jiefei provoked this matter, and I can't control it."

"That's also your Song family's business!"

"Song Jiefei is also dead." Song Ci said, "The Song family has no obligation to take responsibility for this matter. Your father did it voluntarily. He was not murdered by Song Jiefei."

"You nonsense, if it wasn't for him, my father wouldn't have gone there that day, and my mother wouldn't have broken her leg just to make money! It's all the fault of your Song family!"

"Little friend, your encounters and experiences are indeed pitiful. But even if this matter is brought to the law, you can't blame others. Now I give you two choices, either leave, or I will send you to the juvenile detention center!"

Song Ci actually didn't know how old this little kid was this year, and what kind of punishment could be given to him for burglary, but it was necessary to scare him, otherwise he would definitely quarrel here forever.

"I won't go unless you give me money!"

Song Ci stared at him, "Did you make a mistake, now you are the one stealing and threatening me?"

"I don't care, anyway, if you don't give me money, I won't leave!"

Song Ci: "...Then I will call the police."

Song Ci took out his mobile phone and pretended to press a few numbers, the little boy's eyes changed instantly, and he grabbed his hand, "No!"

How could Song Ci be so obedient, of course he couldn't let him take away his mobile phone, the two fought on the ground, and the brat didn't know what he got, so he threw it on his head hard.

click-

The sound of crumbling porcelain.

It was the bowl that Grandma Song put in the kitchen to feed the cat, and there were leftovers from the night in it, which were all sprinkled on Song Ci's head.