Chapter 275 Brother, let’s wash together?

In an Audi A6 outside the No. 8 Middle School, Zu Shaolong and An Zairong, who suffered a loss on Mu Fei, were talking about something, while their three female companions were sitting in the back row of the car and did not dare to say a word.

"Mr. An, I'm sorry. I only know that Mu Fei can fight, but I didn't expect him to fight so much..." Zu Shaolong said to An Zairong, but he didn't explain it halfway. The next half of the sentence was naturally "Even you are not his opponent."

But the meaning in his words was already revealed. He said, although I brought you here, you could not beat him and suffered a loss. It was because you were not good at learning skills, but it had nothing to do with me, don't count it on me.

An Zairong was angry and didn't care about Zu Shaolong's words. When he thought of Mu Fei's punch, he couldn't help but feel angry, "I care whether he can hit him or not. This matter is not over. I will always remember his punch."

An Zairong said, but he touched the wound in his mouth and couldn't help but breathe.

"Oh, I'm also blamed on this matter. If I don't take you, Mr. An, you will not have this matter. Then... Mr. An, what are you going to do?" Zu Shaolong asked.

"What should I do? Of course I'm looking for a place. Could it be that my punch was in vain? But I'm going to go back to my hometown Shencheng in two days. If you want to take revenge, you have to wait until the New Year before talking. I'm so depressed, alas," An Zairong said, starting the car and finding a dental hospital.

However, when he drove the car, he thought that his teeth were knocked out and he went home for the New Year in two days. He could not eat meat or drink wine. He even felt so distressed that he felt so depressed. The more he thought about it, he became more angry and couldn't help but smash the steering wheel, "No, that boy named Mu beat me like this. The New Year is not good, and I can't let him live a better life..."

Zu Shaolong likes to listen to this, "I heard from Mr. An, that seems to be a solution?"

"I can't beat this kid, but it doesn't mean that others can't cure him..." An Zairong sneered, "The instructor when I was in the army was originally from the special forces. I retired from the army three years ago. Although I was unwilling to admit it, I did not get through fifteen moves under him. If Mu Fei can fight me, I don't believe he can fight him..."

Although An Zairong called out one by one, from his tone, there was no respect at all, not like calling his former teacher, but calling for slaves who were free to call him.

"Ah, so powerful? That's so high?" Zu Shaolong asked in surprise.

"It's hard to ask for anything. Nowadays, the richest ones are just dads, do you know?" An Zairong scoffed and explained, "Although that guy can beat him, he is straightforward and has a very bad attitude after he retired from the army. In addition, he is also dragging a patient's wife. If I hadn't given him some work to chop people and help him, he wouldn't even have enough food to eat, so I gave him 150,000 and asked him to interrupt Mu Fei's hand, he would be happy..."

An Zairong said, stretched out his hand back, and the girl delivered the phone to him, "Mr. Long, I will do this, but my brothers will settle the accounts clearly, and the money for the cut is half..."

"I understand..." Zu Shaolong nodded happily. For him, 70,000 yuan was just a pocket money of more than half a month. In fact, he had thought about buying a murderer before and killed Mu Fei, but he was timid and afraid of trouble.

This time someone did it for him, and he couldn't ask for it. Even if something really happened, An Zairong could easily settle it with the power of the An family. It would definitely not be his turn.

Then, An Zairong got a phone number and said, "Hey, instructor, I, Young Master An..."

...

At the same time, outside the balcony of an old community in Binnan City, a man who looked twenty-year-old answered An Zairong's call.

"Speak if you have something to do..." The man's tone was cold and he was not polite at all.

"Instructor, don't you be so cold. When did I ask you for money? Didn't I give you money? Didn't it..." The voice on the phone came, "A boy named Mu Fei, please cut off one of his hands for me, 150,000 yuan, will you do it?"

"What is the other party's identity?" the man asked back.

"On the surface, he is a student, but in fact he is a gangster. Anyway, he is not a good person. If you think, can you deal with me be a good person? Is it? Haha..." The other side of the phone laughed.

"I'll get the money here, I'll do it after the New Year..."

"No!! I'll come back from Shencheng after the New Year. Do you still need to do it?" The man was interrupted by the phone before he finished speaking, "I will call you the money tomorrow. You must do this during the New Year, just... between the 30th and 10th day of the lunar month. I must let him have an unforgettable New Year, haha!!"

The man thought for a while, "Okay, I understand..." and hung up the phone.

He pushed the door and entered the room. A 24- or 25-year-old woman stood at the door with a cane, waiting for him. Not only was this woman very beautiful, but she also had beautiful eyebrows and beautiful face. However, although she had legs, she was extremely thin and her pants were empty, so she was obviously sick.

The man was stunned, then went over to help her and said softly, "Didn't you want you to have a good rest, why are you getting up?"

"It's tiring to lie for a long time, get up and move around..." When the woman spoke, her eyes were staring at the man, her eyes full of tenderness, "Brother Haibin, has the unit been looking for you?"

"No, I have agreed with the unit leader that they gave me an extra annual leave and asked me to accompany you well. They also said they wanted to see you, but I felt it was inconvenient, so I refused..." The man named Haibin said with a smile, in sharp contrast to the coldness when he answered the phone just now. He helped the woman walk into the house.

The woman walked slowly, but her face showed self-blame and guilt, "Brother Haibin, I'm sorry, if it weren't for my uselessness, you wouldn't be able to even be a soldier. You have to take care of me like this every day..."

The woman was halfway through, but was interrupted by Haibin, "Don't say that, you are my wife, it's my duty to take care of you. In fact, I'm useless. I can't make a lot of money, otherwise I wouldn't have dragged your illness until now..."

...

Chinese New Year is a very particular thing. The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month is the Little New Year, and we have to worship the Kitchen God and send the Kitchen God to the Kitchen God. The 24th day of the twelfth lunar month is the day for every household to sweep dust. As the name suggests, it means cleaning the room, washing clothes and various utensils, which means removing bad luck and welcoming the new.

Perhaps, many families have lost the tradition of offering sacrifices to the kitchen, but sweeping dust is something that every household has to do, and Mu Fei's family is no exception.

"Brother, go left!!"

"Brother, go right!!"

"Brother, turn backwards!"

Xu Xiaomeng wore a plastic bag on her head, apron, and a newly bought broom in her hand. She carefully cleaned every corner of the ceiling. The little guy's height was not enough to reach the ceiling even if he held a broom. Mu Fei was naturally called by her to be a coolie and acted as a human ladder.

At this time, Xu Xiaomeng was riding on Mu Fei's neck. Mu Fei held her two slender ankles and helped her maintain balance. She cleaned and directed Mu Fei to walk around from time to time.

In fact, with Mu Fei's height, he could easily sweep the room as long as he stood on a stool, but the little guy said he wouldn't do anything, insisting that housework was her job, and he didn't let her brother do it at all. Seeing the little guy's determination, Mu Fei had to give up and quietly act as a ladder. He was a little unwilling to say that this was more tiring than he was sweeping himself, but as soon as the little guy rode up, he never complained again.

Because the little guy was only wearing a big pajama at home, and was wearing bare legs. As soon as she rode up, Mu Fei felt two slippery, fleshy, warm and fragrant little legs surrounded her neck. The touch, temperature, and fragrance were really useless. In a word, it felt great. This is not labor, it is just enjoyment.

Although Mu Fei thinks that Sister Yiyin is a little bad, this is what the little guy unanimously requested. Oh my God, the earth, this is not something I, Mu Fei, want to do bad things, you can't blame me.

Mu Fei, an unscrupulous guy, thought to himself as he took advantage of the situation.

"Ahem, it's so choking. Brother, the kitchen is over, let's go and sweep the living room..." Xu Xiaomeng said with great enthusiasm.

"Well, okay, that... Xiao Meng, if you are tired, let's take a break first. Let's do it slowly, don't worry, hehe..." Mu Fei said with concern. In fact, he just wanted to take advantage of it.

But Xu Xiaomeng obviously didn't know what he was thinking, so he replied pretty, "It's okay, brother, Xiaomeng is not tired. After sweeping the ceiling, you can wipe other things..."

As he said that, as if he was anxious, he shook his two slender and beautiful legs, "Brother, go quickly, hurry up..."

If you want to take advantage of it, Mu Fei had to say disappointedly, "Oh, that's it? Well..."

After cleaning the ceiling, the next job was to clean the room. In fact, since Xu Xiaomeng arrived at home, Mu Fei's home has basically been spotless and he can never do this step.

But the little guy insisted on saying that it was the Chinese New Year and he had to clean it again. Mu Fei had to let her clean it. She did some tricks and helped her do some work such as moving the TV and removing the lampshade. When the whole house was cleaned, it was already afternoon, and the two had been cleaning for five or six hours.

"Brother, look, after wiping it all, it's much cleaner, right?" Xu Xiaomeng said with a squinted eyes and showing off her treasure.

In fact, Mu Fei's house was originally very clean, and he didn't see the difference between wiping or not wiping, but he understood what the little loli meant, "Yes, Xiao Meng is so awesome, now it's much cleaner..." Mu Fei touched her little head and praised.

"Hehe..." the little loli laughed twice, saying, "After a while, take apart the quilt, wash our dirty clothes, and clean the New Year's cleaning work."

"Yeah" Mu Fei responded, and stopped and touched her little head, but it was covered in dust.

"Let's talk about the quilt and clothes later. You'd better take a shower first. If you get a little dirty, you'll either be Xu Xiaomeng or Xu Xiaohui..." Mu Fei reached out to signal her to see the dust on his hands.

Xu Xiaomeng touched his head and it turned out to be very dirty. Then he raised his feet to touch Mu Fei's hair, which was also gray.

"Brother, you are so dirty, you have to wash it..." Xu Xiaomeng said pretty.

"Well, I'll talk later, you go first..." Mu Fei said.

Who knew that Xu Xiaomeng's pretty face turned red and her face was smirking, and she said in a very small voice, "Brother, do you want it, why don't we wash together?"
Chapter completed!