Eternal Son-in-law

"Dead. Once, when the Big Dipper encountered an ambush, it jumped up and used its body to block the bullet hole. " Yaolyi said in a low voice.    

Hsiao Hee fell into a short silence again.    

Then, he smiled and said, "Actually, Little White's name is also not bad. In the future, I will also call him Little White. "    

Yaolyi spoke no more and focused on driving her car.    

For some reason, the car didn't move at a very fast speed. It was moving at a very low speed, just like how she was feeling right now.    

The car stopped at the entrance of the residential complex. When Hsiao Hee opened the car door and was about to get off, he suddenly remembered something and said: "From tomorrow onwards, I won't be going to the sanatorium. I wish you a happy holiday in advance."    

"Thank you." Yaolyi said.    

Her expression was very quiet and did not match her usual appearance.    

In the past, she would either scold Hsiao Hee, or they would bicker a little, and then she would drive away violently.    

"What's wrong?"    

Hsiao Hee jumped out of the car but didn't leave. He leaned against the window and asked.    

"Tomorrow, I'm going out on a mission." Yaolyi said.    

"Tomorrow? It's almost New Year's, why are you still out on a mission at a time like this? " Hsiao Hee's heart tightened.    

He didn't know why, but he was actually a little worried for this girl.    

"Is there a rule that you can skip tasks during the Spring Festival?" Yaolyi asked.    

"…"    

Hsiao Hee was speechless.    

That's right, is there anyone who would make such a rule?    

Would the enemy not do anything small because today was Spring Festival?    

Could a soldier give up his mission and spend the new year in peace because it was the Spring Festival?    

On New Year's Eve, when you're gathered with your family, drinking a Coke or a glass of red wine and watching an interesting TV show.    

How many people could have imagined that there was a group of people holding cold firearms as they patrolled the inaccessible forest or the tall mountain that could freeze a person to death?    

This was a very large group.    

Only a few lucky people were able to show their faces at the Spring Festival Gala or any other television station.    

But most of them were lined up like rows of working ants along the border.    

He could only silently wish all his loved ones in the distance the best of luck in his heart.    

The loved ones in the distance could only silently pray for them in their hearts.    

Hsiao Hee's heart was filled with grief as he asked, "Can we not go?"    

"If I don't go, the others will."    

Yaolyi tried her best to control the emotions on her face.    

Yes, if she doesn't go, someone else will.    

Asking others to carry out a mission would only increase the number of unnecessary casualties.    

"Looks like someone is going to suffer."    

Hsiao Hee laughed and teased, "Since you are so ruthless towards me, you must be even more ruthless towards the enemy, right?"    

"Who was cruel?"    

Yaolyi raised her voice a little higher as she held onto her neck and retorted.    

"You were the one who was rude to me, wasn't it? I was the one who got hurt, right?"    

"I have never been polite to enemies." Hsiao Hee spread his hands.    

"Am I an enemy in your eyes?" Yaolyi widened her eyes.    

"Don't worry about the details, just beat them up." Hsiao Hee squinted his eyes and smiled to cheer her up.    

Details? Could this even be considered a detail?    

Yaolyi did not want to let him off so easily. "Explain yourself."    

"See you next year." Hsiao Hee stretched out his hand.    

"…"    

After a moment of silence, the corner of Yaolyi's mouth curled up slightly. She also stretched out her hand and shook hands with Hsiao Hee.    

"See you next year." she said, smiling.    

Hsiao Hee was still standing on the spot when the Hummer's butt disappeared.    

"Peace is blessings." He sighed softly.    

Just as Hsiao Hee came out from the corner of the street, there was a ruckus at the corner of a courtyard in the Xiao Residence.    

"Speak!" Who are you? Who sent you? What did he send you for? What is your master's purpose? Was there a mastermind behind this? Who was he? What was it called? What did it do? "Where do I live …"    

The knife-scarred man pressed his hand on the shoulder of a weak young man in front of him. A large group of strong men surrounded him.    

Compared to these burly men, the young man was not too tall to begin with. He looked extremely small and powerless.    

After being lifted by the knife-scarred man's big hand, his originally kidney deficient face became as helpless as a little chick.    

"Big brother, did you check your account?"    

The young man struggled a few more times, but to no avail, he could only allow the knife-scarred man to lift him up into the air.    

A wry smile appeared on his haggard face. "Big Brother, please let me go. I was just passing by. I was curious, so I sneaked a peek inside."    

"Bullshit!"    

The knife-scarred man slapped the young man's neck, "Do you take me for a fool? You've already climbed up the wall with a stealthy glance? Hurry up and call for me! "    

"I-I-I-I am Hsiao Hee's friend."    

Just as the youth was about to speak, a group of robust men raised their eyebrows. They immediately understood what was going on, "We're good brothers!" We are brothers! "    

"Are you sure?"    

The knife-scarred man menacingly threatened, "If you lie, I'll break your legs!"    

"Are you sure?" Definitely! "I'm sure!" The young man shouted.    

"Are you sure?"    

Hsiao Hee walked slowly to the front and looked at the young man in front of him with interest. However, there was nothing in his memory.    

Obviously, Hsiao Hee didn't know this sneaky brat.    

He must be up to no good in this situation!    

When the knife-scarred man saw Hsiao Hee appear, his face lit up and he threw the young man to the ground.    

"Hsiao, you're back!" This kid really has some skills. If the brothers can't take him down, I can only do it myself! "    

Hsiao Hee nodded. Only now did he realize that this sickly young man was actually a late stage Qi Cultivating Stage expert!    

Could it be Chu family, or could it be the Mo family?    

Or perhaps, the Han family had come for revenge?    

Hsiao Hee thought about it and then shook his head with a wry smile.    

No matter which family sent a spy, it was impossible for him to be the diaosi in front of him.    

"Who are you?" Hsiao Hee looked at him and asked.    

"Hsiao Hee?"    

The young man's waist and back were aching from being thrown on the ground. When he heard Hsiao Hee's voice, he immediately stood up and rolled around.    

"Hsiao Hee!" "It's me, man —"    

Halfway through his words, he felt that he was hurt and quickly shut up.    

Then, she went close to Hsiao Hee's ear and whispered in his ear, "Human demon, I'm a human demon."    

Human demon? What the hell?    

Hearing that, Hsiao Hee was slightly surprised.    

"Brat, you are really bullshitting here!"    

The knife-scarred man stared and waved his hand, "Brothers, tie him up for me. Grandpa will send him to Thailand to fulfill your dream!"    

Seeing the crowd charge at him once more, the young man panicked.    

He cried at Hsiao Hee, "Hsiao Hee, the troll! I'm a transvestite! "    

Hsiao Hee still wasn't able to find the weirdo in his memories.    

"F * ck, you dare to say that Hsiao is a transvestite? I think you must be tired of living!"    

The knife-scarred man personally took action. The group of brothers behind him intertwined and tied up the young man.    

Just as they carried the young man on their shoulders and swaggered behind Hsiao Hee into the Xiao Residence …    

A surprised voice suddenly sounded from a corner of the courtyard.    

"Xue Fugui?"