I, Fatty Wang, Am a Filial Son
"Dad, I'm fat!"
Fatty Wang immediately put on a smile when he heard the voice on the phone.
"Are you alright?"
"I missed you, so I called you to ask.”
"Is our family heirloom still there?"
Immediately, an unfriendly voice came from the phone.
"Thief!"
"What do you want now?"
"I think you're like a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken. You don't have good intentions.”
"You asked about the family heirloom right away. Do you miss me or the family heirloom?”
"That's our family heirloom, passed down for eight generations. Don't even think about it!”
"Let me tell you, even if you die, I can't give you this family heirloom!”
Fatty Wang immediately put on a bitter face. He covered the receiver of his phone and looked at Hao Xietian awkwardly.
Fatty's father's voice was so loud that even Hao Xietian, who was sitting on the other side of the room, could hear the curses on the phone. He could not help but shake his head in amusement.
Fatty Wang stood up and walked to the balcony with a depressed expression. After closing the door behind him, he continued.
"Father!"
"Then won't the family heirloom be passed to me sooner or later?”
"It's just a matter of time before you give it to me.”
"If you gave it to me earlier, you wouldn't have to guard it every day. It would save you some trouble. Why not?”
"From now on, I'll help you guard your family heirloom, and you can enjoy life. Isn't that great?”
"Besides, I'm in trouble now!”
"I guarantee that I will definitely exchange your family heirloom for something of equal value. We definitely won't do a losing deal!”
At first, Fatty Wang thought that the family heirloom was useless and he had to guard it every day.
Wouldn't it be nice to have a tattoo as awesome as Zhang Qilin's?
Moreover, Fatty Wang still felt that he was taking advantage of him.
However, he had never thought of how to get past his father.
Sure enough, his father's scolding came from the other end of the phone again.
"Get lost!"
"I knew you had bad intentions.”
"Tell me what happened first.”
Fatty Wang couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. His father still cared about him.
Therefore, he said without thinking.
"I want to exchange my family heirloom for a tattoo!”
"Dad, you don't know, this tattoo…"
"Du du du"
Before he could finish his sentence, a busy tone came from the phone.
When the fat father heard that his son was going to exchange his family heirloom for a tattoo, his blood pressure, which had been suppressed for three years, almost burst out of his head.
Therefore, he hung up the phone without giving Fatty Wang any chance to explain.
Fatty Wang looked at the phone that was hung up and was stunned.
He blinked and clicked his tongue.
"Black!"
"This old man."
"Why can't you accept it?"
After saying that, she held the phone in her hand as if nothing had happened and returned to the hotel room.
Seeing Hao Xietian's half-smile, he pointed at his phone and said.
"About that."
"I have to go home for two days.”
"Dad said he missed me."
Hao Xietian teased.
"Great filial son!"
"When did I see you being so filial?”
"Don't tell me you have other intentions when you go back this time?”
"If you ask me, don't make Uncle angry. Uncle isn't young anymore. Aren't you making things difficult for him?”
Fatty Wang refused to admit it as he lay on the bed.
"Who says I'm causing trouble for him?"
"My father really misses me. Why don't you believe me?”
Fatty Wang thought to himself.
He had to get a family heirloom when he got home.
I'm going to get this tattoo.
Not to mention the ancestors, even if Jesus came, they wouldn't be able to control it.
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In the outskirts of Harbor City's Doug District.
A red Maserati suddenly drove over to a villa.
The person in the car pressed the remote control and opened the door to the garage below the villa.
Under the moonlight.
As the garage door slowly opened, a coffin appeared at the door.
The villa was huge, and so was the garage.
Looking inside, the garage was at least 200 to 300 square meters. In such a garage, there were more than 50 coffins at the door.
The woman in the garage acted as if she had just seen a small fry. There was no excess emotion in her eyes, and her face was extremely calm.
It was as if he had seen these coffins every day and was already used to it.
After driving the car into the garage, the temperature in the car suddenly dropped.
He didn't feel anything strange at first, but at this moment, he felt a cold wind behind him.
"Squeak!"
Suddenly, the Maserati stopped between the two coffins. The woman opened the door, got out of the car, and pressed the key.
The Maserati's headlights flashed twice.
"Beep beep!"
After the woman locked the car, she walked towards the garage door.
He had only taken two steps when he saw a figure suddenly leap past him.
The speed of the figure was extremely fast. It was almost impossible for a human to have any speed.
After that person dashed over, he stood under the moonlight and revealed two fangs at the corner of his mouth. He smiled malevolently at the woman.
"I smell blood."
"Let me bite open your throat."
"Taste your blood bit by bit!”
The woman who just got off the Maserati was Ma Ling 'er.
He had just returned home after parting ways with Hanjiang at Green Hotel.
At this moment, he looked at the zombie-like woman in front of him.
He didn't seem afraid at all. On the contrary, he smiled bitterly.
"You've watched too many TV dramas!"
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