his robbery

Huo Xiangzhen was sitting upright in the small living room, a smear of black was rubbed on her left temple, a piece of plaster was put on and then peeled off, leaving a little trace.Holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, the water surface in the cup shimmered and reflected the light of the chandelier above, blowing away a layer of scalding steam as he wanted to drink, his hands and brain trembled together.And Wan Guosheng, who was close at hand, was filled with righteous indignation and was still making high-level remarks, not knowing that his mind was about to boil.

Wan Guosheng is only in his 40s and [-]s. He has a well-proportioned long round face. His facial features are rather sparse, with a kind of understatement pleasing to the eye. He also wears a neat suit and gold-rimmed glasses. like a banker.As Huo Pingchuan's university principal, he confidently grabbed Huo Xiangzhen's life-saving rope.If Huo Xiangzhen killed him, he would have nothing to say, because Huo Wan's two armies have been fighting for many years, and it is not wrong to kill him now, and even if Huo Xiangzhen didn't kill him, Lian Yi would use a knife on him.Pressing his hands on his thighs, he was a fast stutterer, and the number of words in a sentence was at least twice as long as others, but the time required was at most half that of others, spit spit on Huo Xiangzhen on a large scale, and he was sweating profusely when he spoke , and didn't care whether Huo Xiangzhen could bear his eloquent words.

Huo Xiangzhen originally regarded Wan Shi as a thorn in his side and had to get rid of it quickly.But now that the Wan family is down and out, and he would never do something like beat a dog in the water, so he suppressed his temper reluctantly, and let Wan Guosheng say it happily.When Wan Guosheng finally shut up, he sent his guards to escort Wan Guosheng to live in Huo Pingchuan's house, then called Ma Congrong into the living room, and said in a low voice, "Find Wan San a house and let him live there. In addition, I gave him 1000 yuan a month for living expenses."

Wan Guosheng is ranked third in the family, and because of Wan Guoqiang's face, people often call him the third handsome.Ma Congrong understood, he nodded in agreement first, then smiled and said, "Actually, you don't need to worry about him, let him go to his nephew and young master."

Huo Xiangzhen closed her eyes and leaned back, her figure seemed to be slumped on the sofa, a big and sturdy man about to fall apart.He snorted out of his nose impatiently, and he didn't bother to answer.Of course he had no obligation to Wan Guosheng, but Wan Guosheng had been indifferent before and had never directly fought with him, and now he was crying and begging to come over again. Compared with Meng Chang, Huo Xiangzhen was willing to take in this desperate third commander.

Ma Congrong saw that his expression was not right, and immediately changed the subject: "Master, do you still have a headache?"

Huo Xiangzhen nodded.Back then, he was bombarded by Wan Guoqiang with sequelae, and a few days ago, Nie Renxiong blew a thunder on his face.Although he doubled his revenge on the spot, but once he got home from the Congress, he couldn't do it.It was as if a major earthquake had occurred in his skull, and the pain was overwhelming.I went to a foreign hospital to take an X-ray film, but I couldn't see the problem.Ma Congrong let him take the medicine according to the prescription and rest for a few days, and the symptoms were obviously relieved; however, the general situation of the world did not allow Huo Xiangzhen to take medicine and sleep at home peacefully.As soon as his mind calmed down, he terminated his recuperation on his own initiative.

Everything is developing according to his plan, and what he is afraid of will come.I knew for a long time that Gu Chengxi was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but I didn't expect this guy to really pour fire all over the floor.Gu Chengxi's regiment has expanded and expanded in Shandong, how many people are there now?I don't know, and Wan Guosheng can't tell.Thousands of Gu regiments, plus tens of thousands of company divisions, these two made up what kind of national defense army, with Lian Yi as the commander-in-chief and Gu Chengxi as the deputy commander-in-chief.Entrenched between Shandong and Henan, it is enough to confront any force.The national defense army did not move, and he and Duan Zhongtian's Zhilu allied army did not dare to move rashly.The National Revolutionary Army won battle after battle in the south, and Wu Peifu was beaten into a mess by them.He and Duan Zhongtian gathered more than 20 people, half of them were mobs, how dare they not keep a low profile and preserve their strength?

Huo Xiangzhen's mind was spinning day and night, unless he fell asleep, he could only rest for a while when he was wrestling with Yuan Man.This went to a certain level, and he suffered from headaches again.Drinking soup and medicine is useless, and sticking plasters has no effect.Stretched on the sofa in a dazed state, he stretched his legs out into strange lengths.

He seldom sat down like this, so Ma Congrong took a few steps forward and sat down, and helped him into his arms: "Master, there must be nothing serious tonight, you go to sleep!"

Huo Xiangzhen's head weighed a thousand pounds, and it dangled down, until it reached Ma Congrong's thigh.When the pillow was solid, he lifted his two long legs onto the sofa and turned over on his back.Ma Congrong was stunned, and lowered his head dumbfoundingly: "Master, you have to go back to the room if you want to sleep!"

Huo Xiangzhen muttered vaguely: "No."

Then he yawned on his own, exhaled in one breath, and when he inhaled again, it became a small snoring.In an instant, he fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Huo Xiangzhen woke up.Opening his eyes and looking up, he saw a splendid chandelier.

Sitting up in a daze, he turned around and looked again, and saw Ma Congrong.Ma Congrong was sleeping while leaning back, but when Huo Xiangzhen moved slightly, he woke up.He squinted his eyes and looked at Huo Xiangzhen, but he didn't speak; Huo Xiangzhen blinked at him, as if he was sleepy, and didn't speak.

So Ma Congrong got up, held his arm and supported him: "Master, it's cold, let's go to bed."

Huo Xiangzhen stood up after him, without any thoughts in his mind, and followed him away like sleepwalking.

Ma Congrong helped Huo Xiangzhen into the bedroom and put him on the bed.When Huo Xiangzhen lay down in the bed, Ma Congrong leaned over with his hands on the bed, leaned into his ear and asked, "Master, can I lie on your bed for a while too? It will be dawn in a few hours." , after dawn, I will serve you directly."

Huo Xiangzhen glanced at him, then closed his eyes: "Why are you squeezing me? Go back to your own room!"

Ma Congrong didn't change his face: "Then I'm leaving, and if you have something to do, please ring the bell."

Out of the bedroom and closed the door.Ma Congrong bent down to support the wall with one hand, and beat his leg with the other.The two legs were pressed by Huo Xiangzhen's head for most of the night, and even though he had been walking up and down for a while, the blood still seemed to be blocked.While beating, he scolded Huo Xiangzhen who was separated by a wall in his heart.Damn, it's so unkind, I padded his head for most of the night, but I couldn't even get into his bed.For such a tall live donkey, one really shouldn't be emotional; Ma Congrong strode down, so angry that his mind was clear, he was really awake.

However, when he got into his cold bed, he turned over a few times in boredom, but still couldn't let Huo Xiangzhen go completely in his heart.He turned off the light and closed his eyes. He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.Finally lifted the quilt and sat up, he groped to put on slippers and got out of bed again.Pushing the door open and closing it, he walked all the way to Huo Xiangzhen's bedroom, halfway there, he found that the light was on in the study.

So he turned halfway.When he reached the door of the study, he gently pushed the door: "Master?"

Huo Xiangzhen was standing behind the large writing desk, lowering his head to study a boundless and vast blueprint.Looking up and seeing him coming, Huo Xiangzhen had no expression on his face: "Go make a pot of tea, it should be hot."

Ma Congrong was blocked by his words.Turning around and going down again, Ma Congrong really brought a pot of hot tea.He poured a cup and handed it to Huo Xiangzhen. Ma Congrong saw that he was holding the teacup with both hands, as if he was cold and wanted to keep warm with a cup of hot tea.

"Is the heating at home not hot enough?" Ma Congrong asked in a low voice, "May I bring a piece of clothes for the uncle to wear?"

Huo Xiangzhen stared at the drawing and shook his head, apparently his mind was not on him.

Ma Congrong couldn't help but want to talk to him, wanting his reaction: "Isn't this the blueprint of the armored train? The train is scrapped, why did the uncle find it again?"

This question was a good question, and Huo Xiangzhen finally had a serious answer: "The person who designed the armored train is a psychopath!"

Ma Congrong smiled: "Then what are you looking at now?"

Huo Xiangzhen took a sip of hot tea: "I'll do some research to see if I can improve it."

Ma Congrong teased him in a soft voice: "Improved, isn't it still an armored train?"

Huo Xiangzhen bent down and lowered her head, holding a teacup in one hand, and holding a pen in the other to make a mark on the drawing: "You know what a fart!"

Ma Congrong looked on coldly, thinking how he would spend his whole life with such a person!

It's like a wall, anything good to say to him will be crushed in the end.We can only prepare food and clothing for him, but he eats and wears whatever he wants.Even if you are ready to bloom, you may not be able to win his praise.

In the middle of the night, somehow the cold air broke through the encirclement and seeped into the study, making Ma Congrong want to shiver uncontrollably.Folding the front of his nightgown and taking a few steps back, he sat down on a small sofa in the corner of the room.His shoulders shrunk and his head bowed, he looked at his feet.She wore slippers on her bare feet, exposing a row of toes.He is white from cheek to toe.His toes were so cold that they were white and blue, and he yawned in a controlled manner. He found that his breath was also cold.

Looking up at Huo Xiangzhen again, he felt depressed and full of gossips: "Master, really, shouldn't it be time for you to think about marriage?"

Huo Xiangzhen leaned over and rested her elbows on the desk. After hearing this, she asked without raising her head, "Do you have a candidate?"

Ma Congrong smiled: "No, why don't you look for it slowly?"

Huo Xiangzhen wrote and drew on the drawing with a pencil: "Who should I go to?"

Then he straightened up and pointed at the sofa with the tail of a pencil: "Ma Congrong, don't beat me up. If I really have a wife, we don't need you to care about our family."

Ma Congrong curled his legs and hugged his knees, and let his bare feet step on the sofa: "Master, I will not delegate power."

Huo Xiangzhen threw the pencil on the desk, picked up the teacup and concentrated on drinking tea: "What if I let you put it?"

Ma Congrong smiled coldly again: "Then I'll go."

Huo Xiangzhen looked at him thoughtfully: "Threat me?"

Ma Congrong met his gaze and shook his head: "No, I can't bear it."

Huo Xiangzhen put down the teacup, and took the pencil again: "If you whip you up, you can take it."

Hearing this, Ma Congrong somehow felt very kind.As soon as Young Master Bai left, he and the uncle were the only ones left at home.Although Yuan Man had face, but he came too late, after all, he was no match for his status.Looking at Huo Xiangzhen quietly, he gave birth to a kind of peace of "who can give me nothing".

Huo Xiangzhen made Ma Congrong happy in one sentence, and Ma Congrong decided to work harder for the uncle.After storing a pool of hot water, he asked Huo Xiangzhen to go down and take a bath.When Huo Xiangzhen really got into the water, he wrapped his hands with a towel again, and rubbed Huo Xiangzhen until his whole body was red.Rubbing and rubbing, he suddenly laughed and said, "Master has become a shrimp!"

Huo Xiangzhen lay on the edge of the pool, breathing the warm water vapor, without making a sound.

Ma Congrong asked again, "Are you comfortable?"

Huo Xiangzhen said "um", "It's comfortable."

Then he turned to look at Ma Congrong, Ma Congrong was also bare-bottomed, working hard on him gnashing his teeth.After watching for a few seconds, Huo Xiangzhen stood up on her own initiative, and reached out to hug him without saying a word.Ma Congrong was still holding the towel in his hand, he was startled at this moment, and then subconsciously hugged Huo Xiangzhen.But before he could tighten his arms, Huo Xiangzhen suddenly pushed him away again: "No, you turn back."

Ma Congrong smiled wryly, knowing that he was always self-indulgent.Throwing down the towel and leaping, he rolled into the water with Huo Xiangzhen in his arms.Immediately there was a big wave in the pool, and he was manipulated by Huo Xiangzhen like a gadget, and he couldn't help but "turned back".

With his back turned to Huo Xiangzhen, he supported the edge of the pool, closed his eyes tightly and lowered his head.There was a sharp dull pain in his thigh, and he began to suffer a blissful torture.He was bound and crushed, pierced and crushed.He couldn't hear anything anymore, only Huo Xiangzhen's breath roared in his ears.The hands holding on to the edge of the pool slipped down, and he drifted in Huo Xiangzhen's arms.He was so weak that he had no strength at all, as if he would die in the next second.But thinking of his tragic and beautiful death, he revived with excitement.

At the last moment, he struggled to look back at Huo Xiangzhen's face.Huo Xiangzhen pursed her sharp lips into a straight line, frowned her thick wet eyebrows, and was also desperately facing him without reservation.Suddenly aware of Ma Congrong's gaze, Huo Xiangzhen put his hand on his chin, forcing him to turn his face back to the front again.

Huo Xiangzhen took a hot bath, and then sweated all over in the hot water.Last time I went back to my room and slept for a few hours, and when I woke up again, the sky was bright outside the window.

Like an old machine that has been rusted and oiled, he got up relaxed and without a headache.The body was relieved of the pain, and the mood also changed accordingly.The pessimism of the previous few days was swept away, and he put on a smug air again.

After breakfast, An Rushan came and brought an American Harley motorcycle.The motorcycle was put on the tennis court in the back garden.The tennis season was over, and the nets were removed from the court, leaving a large flat open space.An Rushan circled the motorcycle and gave a detailed explanation.And Huo Xiangzhen was dressed neatly in breeches and boots.He raised his legs and got on the motorcycle. He bumped up and down, and at the same time said seriously: "I heard that this thing is very fast, I will try to ride it first. If it is good, I can buy dozens of it and train a batch of it." Motorcyclist."

An Rushan pushed forward from Yuan Man's side: "Commander, it is indeed fast, you have to be careful—"

Before he could finish speaking, Huo Xiangzhen had already turned on the accelerator.Everyone only heard a loud "boom", and then looked closely, Huo Xiangzhen disappeared together with the car.

An Rushan was the first to recover.He squatted down and slapped his thigh, and he yelled, "Ah! Where did the commander go?"

Ma Congrong turned pale and shouted loudly: "Chase!"

Yuan Man took the lead and started to run wildly: "Chasing!"

Yuan Man led the way, followed closely by An Rushan, leading a long team to rush out of the tennis court.There are the most flowers and trees in the garden, but after autumn, the garden is deserted and no one cares about it, so the clumps of flowers and trees are overgrown, very blocking the way, and can shave people's faces.Yuan Man overcame obstacles and walked forward, the more he walked, the more panicked he became.An Rushan raised his voice from behind, calling out to the commander in all directions.But they walked along the path for a long time, but they couldn't find even one of Huo Xiangzhen's hairs.

Everyone didn't say anything, but their hearts were in a mess.There are people who fall to death while riding a horse, let alone riding a motorcycle?Yuan Man walked in front, wheezing; An Rushan yelled out of tune, like a donkey braying; Ma Congrong followed them closely, his face was as white as paper—what's going on?The uncle went to the sky all of a sudden?