No one answered outside the door, and the gangster opened the cast iron courtyard door without any hesitation.
Oh my God, this is his sister-in-law. She is actually Wang Gensheng who beat them until they were running away in Yangjiazhuang.
"You, why are you here?" The little gangster was so frightened that he took a few steps back and turned around to escape.
Wang Gensheng stepped up and grabbed the little gangster by the collar: "Why are you running away? I won't eat you."
"Wang, Brother Wang, what are you doing here?" The gangster turned around and glanced at Wang Gensheng again, almost frightened to the point of peeing.
Wang Gensheng was holding a sword in his hand, looking murderous.
This posture seemed not to eat the little gangster, but to kill him.
The strange thing about this sword is that it looks ordinary on the surface, but is actually as sharp as iron.
"Where's Yang Xiang? Let him come out to see me." Wang Gensheng said carelessly.
Oh my god, you hit me and scolded me, why did you find the door?
The little gangster didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't dare to speak.
"Why, isn't Yang Xiang here?" Wang Gensheng asked angrily.
"Here, I'm drinking." The gangster replied truthfully.
"I'm going, I'm quite worried. I happen to be thirsty and want to drink to quench my thirst." Wang Gensheng sneered coldly, and the glutton in his stomach started to stir up.
It seemed that he had not eaten properly for several meals. Wang Gensheng could even smell the aroma of wine and food.
The little gangster wanted to scold his father in his heart, but he didn't know who had the big heart?
But he didn't dare to curse. Wang Gensheng's kung fu was so great that he didn't dare to be disrespectful.
Yang Xiang and several other boys were still bragging inside, eating meat and drinking heavily.
When the gangster brought Wang Gensheng in, the souls of these people were no longer with them.
Yang Xiang pointed at the little gangster and was already stammering: "You, how did you bring him in?"
"Brother Xiang, I don't want to either!" The little gangster cried with a sad face, but it was worse than death.
"What are you thinking about?" Yang Xiang saw Wang Gensheng holding a sword in his hand, looking menacing, his face changed drastically, and he stammered.
"I'm thirsty and want to drink some wine to quench my thirst." Wang Gensheng replied with a sneer.
Yang Xiang quickly chased away a young gangster: "Why don't you give up a seat? Let Brother Wang drink."
"No, just squeeze it a bit, but the dishes are getting cold. I think I'll get some dishes and some more good wine." Wang Gensheng sat down as if he was back home.
Yang Xiang and some of his brothers looked at each other in shock. Suddenly, a evil star came. What should we do?
A gangster glanced at Yang Xiang, and Yang Xiang instantly understood the gangster's intention.
His grandma's, isn't it just a loss? There's no harm in pretending to be coward.
I don’t believe it. Seven or eight people can’t get even one Wang Gensheng drunk.
Not long after, good wine and good food were served. Although they were not delicacies, they were still delicacies.
As for the wine, they are all aged wines.
It happened to be lunch time at this moment, but Wang Gensheng seemed to arrive early rather than by chance, and he just refused to accept anyone who came.
Yang Xiang and others mentally counted how many glasses of wine they drank for Wang Gensheng. By the end of the drink, no one could remember clearly.
Wang Gensheng drank all three bottles of liquor into his stomach, and also took away six or seven hard dishes.
Drunk, drunk, drunk!
Yang Xiang murmured in his heart, "Who is this Wang Gensheng? How can he not get drunk after a thousand cups of wine?"
After Wang Gensheng had eaten and drank enough, he looked at Yang Xiang and asked playfully, "Yang Xiang, the food and wine today are good, I give you a thumbs up."
"Brother Wang, you came here in such a hurry, what's the matter?" Yang Xiang couldn't get Wang Gensheng drunk, and at this moment he just wanted to send the god of plague away.
Wang Gensheng's eyes lit up: "Haha, you reminded me, I came here to find something to do with you."
Yang Xiang was so frightened that he trembled: "Brother Wang, I have promised that I will never go to Yangjiazhuang in the future, let alone harass Yang Mei mother and daughter."
"I haven't explained anything else to you yet!" Wang Gensheng glared at Yang Xiang, looking a little mysterious.
Yang Xiang couldn't think of anything else, so he had to ask with a grimace: "Brother Wang, it seems I haven't provoked you again!"
"Haha, you didn't provoke me, but you provoked the owner of this sword." Wang Gensheng placed the sword on the table with an indifferent expression.
"Brother Wang, I don't know what you mean?" Yang Xiang asked, so frightened.
"Where did you get this sword?" Wang Gensheng raised the sword with one hand.
Yang Xiang hurriedly left his seat and almost knelt down in front of Wang Gensheng: "Yes, it was stolen from a family. It seems that this family has been extinct."
"What do you mean?" Wang Gensheng asked.
"It is said that this family offended someone and lived there incognito. However, they were discovered later. Later, only a haunted house was left.
One night, we went in quietly and didn't get anything, only a broken sword." Yang Xiang answered hurriedly, not daring to hide anything.
"Where is this family?" Wang Gensheng continued to ask, and now he wanted to find out.
"Third brother, take Brother Wang for a trip." Yang Xiang was not stupid. At the critical moment, he used his third sworn brother as a shield.
Wang Gensheng didn't pick anyone, as long as he could find the owner of the sword: "Then please lead the way. If there is anything to gain, it will be a lot easier."
The third child was so frightened that he didn't dare to refuse, so he had to leave the table and hurried away with Wang Gensheng.
Not long after Wang Gensheng and the third child left, Yang Xiang overturned the table: "Hurry up and call your sister-in-law to come back. I want to call her cousin."
Yang Xiang's wife happened to win a lot of money in a big game and wanted to find a reason to retreat. Unexpectedly, a phone call from Yang Xiang made her feel confident to say goodbye to her poker friends and go home.
Yang Xiang's wife, Li Lan, was originally the daughter of a wealthy family. She was spoiled and had bad habits since she was a child.
It was only later that he suffered repeated setbacks in love and met Yang Xiang, and then he officially began to calm down and live a quiet life.
I have no choice but to have no children, and after all, I have a lot of regrets in my heart.
After returning home, Li Lan saw that the house was in a mess and couldn't help but want to curse, but seeing Yang Xiang's expression extremely ugly, she thought Yang Xiang had discovered some secret about her.
So he put on a smiling face: "Husband, what are you doing? Didn't you go to Yangjiazhuang to bring back that little girl Yang Zhenting?"
"Wife, you have to make the decision for me!" Yang Xiang cried and looked pitiful.
"What happened?" Li Lan asked.
A gangster came up and told what happened when Yang Xiang went to Yangjiazhuang in detail. It can be said that it is vivid and vivid.