Chapter 90 Fat Man! Come on!

Every time he goes home, the fat man's heart is uneasy. He has a serious 'father's fear'. Since his parents divorced, the fat man has been living in this old building with his father. His father built a raw stone processing factory in Melbourne by virtue of his friends around him, and stayed at home for no more than four months a year. Of course, it also depends on the quality of the business. In the past six months, the factory has been affected by the financial turmoil and is on the verge of closure. My father has been idle at home, drinking in addition to watching TV every day.

An old motorcycle is chained with a thumb in the corridor on the second floor. This is my father's mount more than a decade ago and is now covered with dust.

"Dad?" The fat man gently opened the door. The voice of a singer came from the TV. There was a ton-level 'behemoth' lying on the sofa. He was the fat man's father, nicknamed: elephant.

Father Chen took a few mouthfuls of the beer bottle and hummed, "Do you still know how to come back?" In front of his father, the figure of a fat man weighing 250 pounds can definitely be regarded as a 'featherweight'.

The fat man smiled with fear and said, "Dad, didn't I tell you last time that I was going to stay at Uncle Zhang's house for a while? Didn't you also agree, hehehe."

Father Chen struggled to sit up, rolled up his big buffalo-like eyes, and pointed to the refrigerator: "Go, get me a bottle of beer."

"Yes!" The fat man quickly walked to the refrigerator. Before the door opened, he heard his father say depressedly, "When can you find a proper job? Look at you, you are fat and fat, like his mother's pig. What can you do if it goes on like this?

"Dad, I was about to tell you about this." The fat man squeezed to his father's side flatteringly and said with a smile, "I'm now working with Brother Mu to set up a game studio. Maybe I can make a lot of money!" Dad, your wine."

Chen's father picked up the beer, took another half a bottle, and hummed, "Zhang's boy? He is not much better than you. Don't think that I don't know what you little kids do when I'm on a business trip abroad. I play games and work in the studio.

The fat man hurriedly defended, "This time it's true, it's really okay! Oh, that's right!" The fat man hurriedly took out a pile of money in his clothes pocket and wrapped it in a black plastic bag.

"What the hell?" Chen's father was shocked. After tearing open the plastic bag, he looked at the bright red notes inside, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"Hey hey, how about it? I have the ability. Here is 10,000 yuan." The fat man smiled and asked for credit in front of his father, but he never dreamed of his father's next move.

"Fuck you, you disappointing beast!" Chen's father shook his hand and slapped the fat man on the face. His 250-pound body was rolled on the ground by this slap, and it didn't stop until the corner of the wall.

The fat man touched his high and swollen cheeks with a panic and stunned face.

"Beast, just fuck you steal the family's money! Why do you want to steal money outside? Let's see if I don't kill you today!" Chen's father was carrying wine bottles all over the house, and a large amount of alcohol in his body made him lose the judgment ability of normal people. In his impression, his son was lazy and had nothing to do except stealing his family's money to surf the Internet. This 10,000 yuan, even if it is not stolen, is also robbed. Even if it is not robbed, it must be the right way out!

"Dad, I didn't steal money! I really didn't steal money!" Since he was very young, the fat man has been growing up under his father's stick. He really didn't pay attention to ordinary punches and kicks, but when he saw his father untie the motorcycle chain in the corridor, his face turned blue, and he howled and ran in the room: "Dad! You are crazy! You want to kill me!" While shouting, he got into the bedroom.

"I'm beating you, you useless guy! You stole money and stole it outside, didn't you? The courage is getting fatter and fatter, isn't it? Stop for me! Open the door!" Chen's father kicked the door of the fat man's bedroom. The fat man touched the door with his body and cried, "I didn't steal the money. I really didn't steal the money!" It's Brother Mu who asked me to bring it back and buy you some good cigarettes and wine! I really didn't steal money!"

"How dare you lie to me! What? ? Do you think I'm an idiot? Open the door! If I don't open the door again, I will kick it!" Chen's father became more and more angry when he heard the fat man's words. If Zhang Mu really had such a great ability to make money, would his parents still have to work hard? The stinky boy can't even lie? Damn it, beat him to death!

"Dad! Dad! Listen to me!" The fat man cried, "I really earned this money by playing games. It was definitely not stolen!" I haven't stolen money for more than a year!"

"..."

"Dad?"

" OK, I believe you. Open the door."

"Really, really?"

"Yes, I believe you. Open the door."

"Ga..."

The door first opened a small crack. Seeing that his father was not moving, the fat man finally opened the whole door.

"I let you lie!" The chain slammed on the fat man's shoulder. The fat man's body was damaged. He fell to the ground with a 'wow' sound, rolled and crawled out of the hall, and retreated backwards. At this time, the fat man was already crying, and his shoulder hit by the chain swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, with blood marks on it.

"Dad! I beg you, please listen to my explanation!" The fat man almost collapsed.

"You have to explain, right? OK! I'll give you a chance to explain!" Although Chen's father hated it, he was poisonous after all. He sat back on the sofa and shouted, "Kneel down!"

"Yes!" The fat man knelt on the floor and wiped his tears.

"Honestly, where did this money come from?"

The fat man choked and said, "It's really given to me by Brother Mu. I've been playing games with him. He said that I have a share of the money I earned, so let me give you the money. I can swear to God that it's not stolen!"

"Edit, keep editing!" Chen's father gasped tiredly, and the chain of his right hand would make a creeping sound when rubbing.

"I didn't make it up! Really! There are activities in this game! As long as you win the event, the first place is 500,000 US dollars, and others also have 10,000 US dollars!" The fat man burst into tears, and he was aggrieved.

"Bullshit! Will I believe your nonsense? I don't think you see the coffin and don't cry, damn it! I have to take good care of you today! Get on your knees! Don't move!" Chen's father was furious. At the moment he stood up, an advertisement was suddenly broadcast on TV - "Heroes are invincible!" The national mission of honor is about to open! Heroes, hold the sword in your hands and participate in the activity! The winner can not only bring honor to the country, but also get a sky-high reward of 500,000 US dollars! What are you waiting for? Everything is in Invincible Hero!"

"That's it, that's it! That's it! National honor! Dad, look, I didn't lie to you!" The fat man knelt down to the TV and pointed to the screen as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

"The official website of Hero Invincible is as follows... There is no charge for this activity, as long as you download Hero Invincible on your computer and have the opportunity to participate in this world-class competition!"

"Eh?" Chen's father grabbed his head and looked doubtfully at the fat man who held the TV tightly: "Is this really the case?"

"Dad! You finally believe me!" The fat man hugged his father's thick thigh, and his tears and snot fell down together.

Father Chen pointed to the money on the table: "This money?"

"I really earned it by playing games, Dad~"

"Wat~" The chain fell to the ground.

"Xiao Chao, I..." Chen's father pulled the fat man up from the ground and sighed, "I didn't expect that my son could make money..."

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