Chapter 295 The Last Wish of the Unlucky Father and Daughter in the Republic of China 3
Gu Laoliu picked up Chang'an and ran over there. It sounded like Guan Muge?
In a half-built residential building, Sheng Hean and Guan Muge were arguing with each other. Guan Muge couldn't stand it anymore and kicked him in the lower back, then slapped him in the face.
Changan and her sixth father saw this scene as soon as they arrived, and both father and daughter =????=????(●???● |||).
Sheng Hean was knocked to the ground, his white suit covered in dust. He curled up in pain, unable to even utter a word even though he wanted to curse. This shows how hard Guan Muge's kick was.
Guan Muge was probably really angry. He chased after him and kicked him a few more times, cursing, "You look like a toad. What are you thinking about all day? Your head is filled with dozens of pounds of shit. Do you think shit is ink?"
Changan, Gu Laoliu: ╭(⊙o⊙)╮
They didn't go out for fear of affecting her performance.
They thought Guan Muge had reached his limit, but unexpectedly, early the next morning, someone came to report that a boiled chicken without even a skirt was hanging on a tall building on the central street.
Changan:? ? ?
Who stipulated that chickens should wear bitter pants? Following her father, I saw that they really had to wear them, otherwise it would affect the appearance of the city.
Gu Laoliu hurriedly covered Chang'an's eyes, his face was so dark that ink could drip out, and he said in a cold voice: "Go and put a piece of rag on him."
Crowd: Shouldn’t we let him go?
"Why put it there? If he likes to swing on it, let him swing as much as he wants," Gu Laoliu lied with his eyes open, as if it were true.
The onlookers: You are the boss and you have the final say.
If they hadn't seen that Young Master Sheng was hanging in the air with his hands tied, they would have believed his lies.
When Mr. Sheng rushed over and heard what Gu Laoliu said, he almost couldn't breathe. He reasonably suspected that the person who hanged his son was this Marshal Gu.
What does he want? Money or property?
Marshal Shen in the past was not as greedy as him. He had already taken over so much property of the Sheng family, but he was not even willing to give them some soup.
If Gu Laoliu knew what the old man was thinking, he might confirm his idea. Since he could raise such a treacherous son, the old man must not be a good person.
"Why don't you go and put the man down?" Old Master Sheng roared. He didn't dare to look at Old Six, fearing that he would stop him, so he had to take the initiative.
He is just a businessman and cannot defeat someone with a gun.
But what he didn't expect was that the person who came out to stop him was not Gu Laoliu, but Guan Muge, the woman Sheng Hean liked.
"boom"
Guan Muge fired a shot into the sky and said sternly, "Let's see who dares to fire it?"
The servants of the Sheng family stood still and dared not move. They received salaries from the Sheng family, but their lives were their own. Salaries would not do without lives.
"Miss Guan, what do you mean? You and He An are almost getting married. Isn't it too much for you to humiliate your fiancé like this?" Master Sheng looked at Guan Muge with a gloomy face, his voice so cold that it seemed like ice chips were falling from his voice as he suppressed his anger.
Chang'an couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "Oh my, is this too much? There are even more excessive ones. If it were me, I would carve the words 'Eunuch of the Sheng Family' on his back."
Guan Muge's eyes suddenly lit up. What a good idea! Let's try it tonight.
"Forget it, forget it, just put it down. Oh, by the way, Mr. Sheng, please don't ruin my reputation. I don't have a penny to do with Shanda, so don't make alarmist remarks here."
Just now he looked like whoever let it go would die, why did he suddenly become so easy to talk to?
Old Master Sheng was worried, but he couldn't care less in the current situation. If he didn't put the man down, Sheng Hean's hands would be crippled.
Sheng Hean was taken away by the Sheng family, and the central street returned to its normal state. It was a busy time now, and not many people came out to go shopping.
In the past, people coming and going on the street were newspaper boys, cigarette sellers, and rickshaw drivers pulling passengers on the street. There were also food, daily necessities, and toys on the street. Now, all these people are following Gu's army to build their homes.
Some people were arranged to work in factories and shops, and Changan let them experience the "happiness" of being slaves since the beginning of the Republic of China.
Of course, it is easier than working as a donkey in the production team. It is a five-day, eight-hour work system with two days off on weekends. When goods need to be rushed, you have to work overtime. There is no overtime pay, and the salary is fixed.
There was no other way. Even if she had plundered so many dimensions, the money was still not enough. Gao Yi took the money to buy weapons, so she could only temporarily let these lovely people suffer.
Qiao Yunyao is not a good person, but she doesn't seem to have anything in her head? After four or five months, she hasn't come up with anything. It's better for Changan to make painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs by himself.
What do you want her to do? Waste of food.
"Dad, let her go back to where she came from?"
"You can't go back, you can only send it to reincarnation," Gu Laoliu raised his hand and pulled out Qiao Yunyao's soul with a snap of his fingers.
She looked at Changan and Gu Laoliu in confusion, "What are you going to do?"
"Nothing, go away," Gu Laoliu threw her into the dark door. The shrill scream was particularly harsh, but fortunately the door closed quickly.
Gucheng was being built in an orderly manner. When everything was on track, Changan left the freshman behind and asked Guan Muge to assist him. She and Gu Laoliu took the sophomore away from Gucheng.
Maybe they were lucky, they met the enemy who was asking about Gucheng. He spoke Mandarin well, but with a slight accent.
"My fellow countryman, are you from Gucheng?"
Chang'an and her sixth father looked at each other. The thing in front of them was a human head.
The father and daughter nodded at the same time, their eyes full of anticipation, asking quickly so they could get to work.
Seeing them nod, the man smiled and asked, "What's the situation in the city now? Is it safe?"
Isn't it a known consultant? Your planes will spontaneously combust wherever they go, how can it be unsafe?
Gu Laoliu expressed his doubts like ordinary people, "Where are you from? Your accent doesn't sound like locals."
"Yes, we are not locals. Our hometown was occupied and we just escaped. We want to find a safe place to settle down." The man lied calmly, as if what he said was true as long as he did not feel guilty.
The person behind him slowly put his hands into his pockets, becoming wary and thinking that Gu Laoliu had seen through something.
It is indeed clear that it is useless for them to be on guard, and they will only end up dead.
Gu Laoliu said nonchalantly: "Oh? Really?"
He glanced at the sophomore. The six people on the opposite side died before they could react, leaving only the leader who was still conscious, but he could not move or speak.
"Surprised? Unexpected? You idiot, with your dog-like looks, anyone with eyes can recognize you," Gu Laoliu kicked him, and Chang'an heard the sound of broken bones.
The man wanted to speak, but he couldn't, and could only vomit blood.
He glared at Gu Laoliu viciously, as if he wanted to eat his flesh and blood. Chang'an broke off a branch and threw it out, which pierced into his forehead. The man died with his eyes open.
Along the way they met many people who were asking about Gucheng. Some really wanted to settle down in Gucheng, but more were there to ask for information.
They arrived in Shanghai one afternoon two months later. In this extravagant and decadent city, polarization was very serious. The poor were barely clothed, while the rich had no idea of sorrow.