Can Someone Please Go After My Sister!?!?! - Chapter 106

Unlucky

Hey! You're really here? I didn't know whether to laugh or cry - that voice was that of poor Mr. Zhang Erdan, and judging from his arrogant tone, he seemed to be quite drunk.

I bravely ran to the corridor outside and quietly looked at this guy... I didn't want to reveal my location, for fear that he would follow the clues and find Aunt Wang next door...

"Orchid!" Mr. Zhang Erdan squinted his drunken eyes, staggered unsteadily in his steps, and although he could not stand steadily, he stretched out his hands and tried to grab something. He looked so ugly as if he was 'sitting up in shock from a dying illness', and I almost laughed out loud.

This guy must have been bullied by Uncle Qiu just now - at this moment, his suit was loose and his chest was open, his hair and clothes were wet with sweat, and he had a lewd expression on his face, as if he was half drunk and half awake, and couldn't get the beauty he wanted.

I guess now, let alone saying he is the mayor, based on his character, it would be more convincing to say he is Wang Er’s uncle.

The neighborhood was originally quiet and peaceful tonight, with warm light shining through the windows, and the sound of TV commercials rang from time to time, and the rhythm of square dancing in the square in the distance was sometimes far away and sometimes near...

How perfect and harmonious!

But Zhang Erdan, who was crying and shouting, seemed very dissatisfied with the cold and deserted scene around him, and was determined to make a big news at this moment...

So he took out a loud speaker from behind him...

My hair stood on end when I saw it: Damn, don’t be impulsive, what are you going to do!

Live broadcast of courtship? Your Lanhua is now dancing with a group of girls in the square, what's the point of you using a loudspeaker to disturb the people and complain?

Classmate Zhang Erdan seemed to want to use this thing to make a statement - it seems that the radio bombing effect of the production team back then left a deep memory in his heart. After many years, he took out this thing from under Uncle Qiu's bed, and seemed to be planning to "use the same recipe and the same taste" to express his admiration for that era using the methods of that era.

But……

Back then, this move made many people want to beat him to death...

Zhang Erdan didn't know how to operate this thing. He fiddled with the buttons on the back with his eyes half drunk. A magnificent and deafening shout came from the speaker:

"I collect old mobile phones, stainless steel basins... old TVs, old home appliances..."

This loud and solemn declaration echoed throughout the community...for a moment all other sounds seemed to be eclipsed.

"How do I use this thing?" Zhang Erdan scratched his head frantically and looked around for help, but no one paid any attention to him...

I felt a strong sense of malice... This thing Uncle Qiu bought from a street stall was a high-end imitation, and the several audios built into it were classic tracks designed specifically for those who engage in these evil deeds.

Erdan, who was almost going crazy, pressed the buttons one by one in a rage. Soon the content of the broadcast changed, and a young and indignant voice roared:

"Wenzhou, Zhejiang, Wenzhou, Zhejiang, Jiangnan Leather Factory has closed down! The bastard boss Huang He brought his sister-in-law..."

"Fuck you!" Erdan finally got angry and threw the speaker to the ground. "Speak human language!"

"We have no choice but to take ..."

A crackling and distorted sound came from the recorder, and the scene suddenly changed.

"Take your Xi'er to pay off the debt..."

Huh? Why is she the White-haired Girl again?

The recording storage device seemed to have been broken by Erdan, and all the messy things recorded by Uncle Qiu were roared out from the loudspeaker, singing non-stop.

"The boss is a bastard... He is not a human being... We have no choice but to... Collect old furniture, old mobile phones, stainless steel basins... and use Xier to pay off the debt. Xier will give you 20 yuan for everything! 20 yuan for everything!"

Erdan was so angry that he almost cried. He picked up the horn and swung it hard, trying to fix the crazy guy.

But at this time, the loudspeaker showed enthusiasm and excellent quality that was inconsistent with street stall goods. The connection between the shouting was suddenly smooth and the words were clear, carpet bombing the community.

"The boss is a bastard and not a human being... He specializes in recycling stainless steel basins... He is using Xier to pay off his debts... Xier is twenty yuan..."

"He's sick!" Many people opened their windows and glared at the disheveled drunk downstairs. "Why are you yelling in the middle of the night!" "Where's Lao Qiu? Get him out!" "Quick, quick, call Aunt Wang! Get this lunatic out!"

"I'm here to look for Wang Lanhua!" Erdan cried out in grievance, "Lanhua, where are you?"

The crowd angrily threw rotten eggs and tomatoes at his head, and some even threw half a broccoli: "Here's the broccoli for you to chew! Stop shouting about orchids here!"

Zhang Erdan wiped the egg yolk off his head and yelled angrily, "Hey, what are you doing? I'm the mayor!"

"Bah, I'm the governor!" someone sneered.

I think it’s not good to go on like this. What if there really is some embarrassing video left behind? How will Erdan survive?

I hurried downstairs, intending to get this guy into my room...

But it was still too late.

"You are my little apple..." A burst of dynamic music came from far away, gradually moving from the gate of the community to here, and it made my scalp tingle...

I know this battle song!

This factory BGM... is the Thirteen Girls Band...

Holy shit! Isn’t the leader Wang Lanhua, Aunt Wang?

I quickened my pace, fearing that both sides would cause a tragedy...

But when I rushed downstairs, it was too late.

Aunt Wang brought a group of sisters and returned to her territory in a mighty manner, and happened to run into Zhang Erdan, who was jumping up and down in anger.

The two stood face to face, and were stunned for a moment...

Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd...

"You, you are Lanhua?" Zhang Erdan widened his eyes, almost unable to believe his eyes - this walrus-like guy is the beautiful and lovely Wang Lanhua from that year?

"You are... Erdan?" Aunt Wang could hardly believe her eyes. "Is it you?"

Mr. Erdan seemed to have released decades of grievances in an instant. He even forgot to throw away the worn-out trumpet in his hand. He opened his arms and rushed towards Aunt Wang affectionately: "Lanhua! I miss you!"

In an instant, everything seemed to go into slow motion...

Erdan yelled, opened his arms and rushed towards Aunt Wang... Aunt Wang was so angry that she narrowed her eyes and kicked...

He kicked Mr. Erdan hard in the chest...

Mr. Erdan was as vulnerable as a torn sack in the face of absolute violence. He spun 365 degrees in the air and fell backwards on his butt... He was already drunk and was completely confused, sitting on the ground in a daze.

The loudspeaker in his hand also began to cry: "He ran away with his sister-in-law! The sister-in-law ran away!"

Aunt Wang covered her chest, as if she had returned to her shy teenage years. She gritted her teeth in fear of being defiled by a pervert, and shouted in a muffled voice:

"Sisters, take care of him!"