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Chapter 163: Fireworks, Street Lamps, Blades, Dark Guns

The temperature had dropped to zero degrees late at night. Xia Yi and others did not say hello to the Electric Python, Lin Wensheng and others, and most of them had already fallen asleep at this time.

The villa is on the night of the red hair.

When he saw Xia Yi coming back, he quickly prepared his slippers, but what was surprising was that in the living room, the fat man was still sitting there, leaning on the sofa pillow and dozing off.

"Dezhu."

After changing into slippers, he sent Zhou Jin and Magneto back to his room to rest. He walked over and sat down next to the fat man, who woke up from his daze.

"Back..... Are you back?"

Xia Yi was just a little bit of a headache on the way back, but she was in good spirits. She got up and sat on the sofa on the other side and lit a cigarette.

"I'm back after finishing my business. What are you doing here?"

"You may be in danger when you are doing business outside. If Ma Bang calls back, it will be better to answer..." The fat man smiled and rubbed his tired fat face. "It's good that I'm back, then I'll go back to my room to rest first."

Xia Yi frowned: "Dezhu, sit down!"

Zhao Dezhu, who was about to leave, pinched the corner of his clothes, turned around, looked at his brother with a chuckle, and sat back on the sofa with a embarrassed look.

"Did you see it?"

"You and I have so many brothers, what are you hiding in your heart? I can't tell you what you want."

The smoke surging under the light.

The two of them were quiet for a while, and the fat man was still a little embarrassed: "Actually, I didn't want to say anything at all."

"Then let's not talk about it, go to bed."

The fat man opened his mouth slightly, looked at him, and shook his head suddenly: "Then I won't be pretentious anymore. That's right. Wouldn't that be allocated to everyone a share of money? I want to send my share to Xiaohua... and then let her return home. Anyway, we don't lack money anymore, and there are so many industries. Then let her do a decent job under your hands. How great is that, do you think so?"

Ashes were broken on the ground, Xia Yi nodded with her lips, her tone was different from others, and she looked peaceful.

"Deju, my idea, don't confess the changes here to her for the time being. Didn't you say that Xiaohua is about to return to China last time? Just keep the same as before and see how you give. If she doesn't dislike you, I can hand over a company to her to manage... Do you understand what I mean?"

"Xiaohua is not that kind of person. She knows that I am a waste collector. Don't worry, Lao Yi, you will lose this time."

After the fat man smiled, he yawned and waved to Xia Yi, and went upstairs to rest. Since the brothers had waited, he also said what was in his heart. It was time to have a good night's sleep.

"Boss, I think fat people are in danger. If you haven't seen each other for so many years, will you like fat people?"

"Dezhu is smarter than anyone else. He becomes blind even if he is on that little flower." Xia Yi knocked out the cigarette butt, stood up and patted Ma Bang: "Go and rest."

Before going upstairs, Hongmao followed behind with her hands folded and respectfully. Xia Yi looked back at him, who straightened his back and stood there waiting for an order like a model soldier.

But Xia Yi didn't tell him what to do. Dongfang Xu left three people as gifts to him. Thinking about the contact with him these days, it was actually not something he sent to test whether he would kill him or not.

Instead, let him use it as experimental material for redstone...

"It seems that I have grown into a cruel person."

Leaning against the head of the bed, Xia Yi looked at the red stone in her hand. As for the experiment with red yellow and green, she would wait until the island assassin was solved. After calming down her thoughts, she hid the red stone under the mattress.

Take off the black gloves, put them in the glass photo frame, and put them together with other gloves of different colors. The Budu Yuhun is hung on the wall facing the bed, and the entire bedroom is full of war and fighting spirit.

"How to improve the level next? I don't practice martial arts as hard as a warrior. Do you have to absorb another red stone?"

Sleep has not yet come.

Xia Yi was wandering in bed, busy recuperating in the island country, avoiding the investigation of the special service team. After returning to the country, he was mixed with emerging factions such as the Commuter Bureau and Lin Jianyuan.

Only when he is free at this time can he have time to think about the problem of improving his superpowers.

Moreover, after the right eye crystallization, it has no reaction, and the eyelids have lost consciousness and cannot be opened. Instead, the fierce and irritable hidden genes in the body are like hibernating. If you are not too angry, it will basically not repeat.

"Chen Yaozu said it is a creature. Does it really have the characteristics of a biological one that will lie dormant in winter?"

Xia Yi's experience and vision in the past two years have become much broader, but his knowledge base is really poor. After all, he has not even formally graduated from junior high school, so he has been in a prison.

But there was not much time for him to expand his knowledge in the following days. Two days later it was New Year's Day, which was the first festival in Jiaoheli City. Many businesses on the street also took the opportunity to hold activities, and the atmosphere was warm.

Xia Yi, a young rich man who had just been promoted to Jiaohe City, has a plan to establish a relationship first before Xia Yi officially took over those industries worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

When Cheng Guangen's assets were being transferred in the notary office, this news was actually in the rich circle of Jiaohe City. After all, everyone will be surprised by the flow of hundreds of millions of assets that have passed by a young man in his twenties.

At the level where they have accumulated so much wealth, they have much more emotions, rationality and knowledge than ordinary people, and it is impossible to have jealousy, indifference, or underestimation. A young man in his twenties can get over hundreds of millions of assets from an old fox in his nearly sixty years, but he will still pay attention to it and even be wary of it.

But if you leave the outside, most of you will still smile and want to meet this young man kindly.

After all, such a large amount of assets can be changed at will. If there is no one in the official position, they will not believe it.

However, the invitation letters sent by several companies were politely declined.

On New Year's Day, Xia Yi first went to Zheng Wanxia's house, gave some precious gold and silver jewelry as gifts, made up for all the favors she owed, and went out after lunch at her house.

I accidentally received a call from the Blacksmith.

"Xia Yi, I will send you some weapons you want first. Most of them are ready-made. Only one or two are extra. It is considered to be a surprise to you by my old road. The truck that transports the goods will probably reach the address you mentioned last time in the evening. Remember to come and pick it up."

Xia Yi was so busy that he almost forgot about this matter these days. Then, he also called Fatty and Ma Bang and told the two to go over to pick up the goods.

He drove to Jiang Yu's house and had a supper with Xu Qiuhua and Jiang Jiancheng.

Jiang Jiancheng seemed most excited about Xia Yi, who suddenly became a rich man. He took the initiative to pick up food for him from time to time during dinner, took out the phone and called his daughter in the other half of the ball, meaning that he would probably have to go with Xia Yidu well in the future.

After dinner, Xia Yi talked to them in the living room for a while, then said goodbye and left.

The couple took him downstairs. After watching the car drive out of the community, Xu Qiuhua squeezed her husband's back hard: "Look at how you looked just now, she looked like a daughter-selling person."

"What do you know? My daughter is China Merchants Bank."

Then, he sighed: "I really couldn't imagine that in a blink of an eye, from a wanted criminal to a rich man... I, Jiang Jiancheng, worked hard all my life. When I get old, I can still have a good son-in-law."

Xu Qiuhua next to her rolled her eyes, turned around and went back to the house, closed the door, leaving him alone standing outside and drinking the cold wind.

*******

The car that left the community did not leave the old neighborhood where Xu Qiuhua and his wife lived, and stopped in a nearby street with few pedestrians.

Scattered snowflakes fell, stuck to the windshield, turning into water droplets and flowing down the glass.

Xia Yi looked at his phone, pressed the number of his brother-in-law Fang Zhi, and hesitated for a while, but he still couldn't call it. He opened the car door, walked to a street light on the side of the road, exposing himself to the light range.

With a snap.

When the lighter lit a cigarette, when the smoke came out between his lips, a colorful firework dragged his long tail to the sky above the city center in the distance, exploded with crackling sounds, and countless fireworks formed colorful raindrops reflected in Xia Yi's eyes.

I took a sip of smoke, and the burning roll of paper lit up the moment when Mars spread backwards.

The next moment, a sword light suddenly burst out from the nearby shadow—

Draw a long arc.

The ash broke and was cut by the knife light on the way down. The street light also made a sound of metal breaking, with the crackling sound of electric flowers, which was lifted up by a huge force.

On the roof of another building, there were gunfire sounds mixed with the sound of fireworks.

The person who waved the knife rushed out of the shadow, and the fireworks flashed in the sky illuminated the other person's face while also having Xia Yi's figure in the air.

He reached out his hand in the air, grabbed the street light that fell together, landed on the ground, held the street light with both arms and waved it, and rolled up the arms and lamp posts together, and the air froze.

Counterattack the storm!

The bullets shot contacted the swirling lamp posts, bounced up sparks, flew to the walls not far away, and shot bullet holes.

"I've been waiting for you."

The waving lamppost suddenly buzzed on the road, buzzing faintly.
Chapter completed!
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