Chapter 2666

2567.2469 Nobel Prize winner Zheng Ren (Middle)

Dahungya picked at his teeth, lounging on the sofa.

"Why haven't you been bringing money home lately?" Dahungya's wife asked, "All you know is lying around at home, are you just sponging off and waiting to die?"

"You old woman, you don't know shit!" Dahungya said contemptuously.

Although his wife's physique could destroy him twice over, his tone of speech remained the same.

Before, you used to bring home some money every few days, but now look, you only get that dead salary each month.

What kind of world is this? You don't even look, long hair but short sight.

No external wealth, no riches; no night grass, no fat horse. You say this little dead money is enough? Where has your cleverness gone?

Last time I went to Di Du to see a doctor, Zheng Lao Ban said that if I don't know my limits again, I'll eventually die.

"It's like you'll live to a hundred without doing anything!" The woman lifted her leg and kicked Dahungya's leg, "Get up, old lady!"

"You have time to nag me? You'd be better off tidying the table. You old woman, so sloppy, last time I had bugs flying in my mouth— that was your doing!"

You damn still have the nerve to blame me—you don't even use toilet paper after you poop, and no matter how clean I make it, it's still useless!

Dahungya dodged the next kick, sat on the sofa, and said: 'Know your place—stop giving your useless brother any more help, and you'll have everything. Your brother is a bottomless pit; I put my brain on my waistband to earn money, and he still sucks it all into his pants.'

Just say you have no ability and be done with it.

No ability? Back when we roamed this part of Sheng Cheng, I led my brothers—where weren't we upholding justice? Whoever met us had to give us a thumbs-up.

Get lost, you bastard—with your deceitful tricks, you still talk about upholding justice? Justice your mother!

Now money's hard to earn—tell me, how many times have I gone to Di Du in the past half year? Each time scared me half to death. Zheng Lao Ban said……

He's your damn father—you listen to whatever he says.

What does your old lady's family know! Even the South Side almost enshrined Zheng Lao Ban. Geomancer—you don't know what that is, and even if I told you you wouldn't understand. I'll just say this: hiring a geomancer to tell fortunes, how much do you think it costs?

One thousand?

Dahungya showed a look of contempt.

Just a fortune reading—one thousand is the most.

That's because your life is worthless; in the South Side, rich people pay several hundred for a single geomancer's feng shui reading.

Ten thousand?" the woman's eyes widened like eggs.

What do you think! Dahungya was pleased with his wife's expression, then said: 'Several top geomancers' illnesses were all cured by Zheng Lao Ban, even heavenly punishment can be cured; you say, as long as I don't want to die, I still have to obey him faithfully.'

How did Zheng Lao Ban tell you?" the woman asked.

Dahungya stared blankly at the phone, his eyes glazed over.

I'm asking you a question—are you seventy or eighty? You can't even understand a simple thing." the woman scolded.

Stop your damn chattering, Zheng Lao Ban is on TV!" Dahungya stared at the TV showing Zheng Ren wearing an isolation gown standing at the operating room door, his eyes glued to the screen, "What channel is this?"

News channel, huh? That's really Zheng Lao Ban? He's quite handsome.

What are you looking at? That's Yun Ge'er, Zheng Lao Ban's assistant. Dahungya sat up straight, 'Since they're on Hua Shi TV, I said we should listen to Zheng Lao Ban's words—stop your damn chattering, if you keep throwing money at that widow's family on your brother's side, don't blame me for being rude.'

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Xiao Liu wasn't in Hai Cheng, nor in Sheng Cheng.

Recently the crackdown on blackmail and evil has become increasingly severe; because it involved violent collection of small loans, as soon as he heard a hint of wind, he ran to a mountain gorge at the border.

But this place is relatively safe; Xiao Liu feels each day like a year. Although it's just autumn, a drop in temperature brings the Siberian wind straight to his face, like a small knife.

He even thought of turning himself in directly, anyway he hasn't killed anyone; those matters are just rumors, may or may not be true.

Moreover, there's no signal here at all; used to playing with his phone every day in the city, suddenly being here is really unbearable.

Xiao Liu keeps laughing at himself, actually falling to such a state. Compared to a few years ago, when he was glorious, driving a Range Rover around the streets, with countless followers and everywhere flattery, it feels like another world.

After only being in the mountain gorge for less than half a month, Xiao Liu decided to feel his way out to see the situation outside.

He held onto the hope that if nothing happened, then his suffering here wouldn't be in vain.

Just walking out took two days; on a dark, windy night, Xiao Liu reached the forest guard's hut.

When he saw the light, Xiao Liu's tears almost fell.

He'd rather go back to prison than stay in this mountain gorge. He used to think he feared nothing, but before the heavy snow blocked the mountains—the toughest time—he couldn't take it.

He politely called out to open the door.

The forest guard also knew what kind of person he was, but in this deep mountain gorge he's seen all kinds of people. He just came in to get out of the cold and ask for a drink, but there wasn't much else.

Xiao Liu entered the hut with a friendly face, looking at the forest guard's hunting rifle, he smiled.

Brother, how much farther to the next town?

'The mountain looks close, but you'll die trying to run there—you delicate thing, you'll need three days.' The forest guard looked at Xiao Liu's appearance and said with a smile.

Then what do you usually do here?

'Besides a few broken stands, there's nothing nice to see.' the guard said, 'Also damn no signal, wait for me to go down.'

Saying that, he picked up his hunting rifle and went out.

Xiao Liu's heart pounded wildly; how come it's still not as good as having no one? He says he's a gangster, but this forest guard looks even more like a gangster boss than he does.

'Hey kid, can you see the shadow?' shouted the forest guard from the roof of the wooden hut.

On the TV screen full of snow, several shadows faintly appeared.

'Not bad, move it some more!' Seeing he was really adjusting that big pot for receiving signals, Xiao Liu calmed down.

Probably the outside shook a few more times, he changed direction, and the signal gradually became clear.

But this so-called clarity is far worse than the HD TV signal seen in the city.

Xiao Liu looked a bit greedily at the TV screen, able to see the TV signal… he felt like he had just gone through an apocalypse.

He must go back, even if there's nothing good to eat there, it's better than hiding here.

Thinking this in his heart, even Xiao Liu, watching TV, gradually became dazed.

There was no sound, but he could barely make out some images. The people in the images looked somewhat familiar, as if… Zheng Lao Ban?

He moved closer to the screen, carefully examining the words beneath it.

【912 Zheng Ren Doctor today received the Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine.】

Upon seeing this line of text, even Xiao Liu, shocked and regretful, grabbed his greasy hair, letting out a hoarse sound from his throat.