The Richest Man in the DC World

Outside, Luke is a ferocious and invincible tiger. He is the only one who provokes others, and no one dares to provoke him. When he returns home, the tiger turns into a cat. dear grandpa.

In front of him, Luke could only put away his fangs, draw his tail, and act obediently as a cat.

"You know how to come back!"

The loud voice echoed in the hall, full of energy, Luke looked happy, it seems that the old man's health is fine.

"Is it because the wings are hard, I can't control you anymore!"

"I've been away from home for a few months without even making a phone call. What do you want to do? Change the door! You don't recognize me as a grandfather, do you?"

"Okay, I'll let you deny me, I'll let you change your family!"

"I will beat you to death!"

The old man gave a loud shout, picked up the leather whip on the table,

There was a crisp cracking sound, and the long whip flew towards it like a dragon.

Luke was taken aback. He didn't care about explaining, and quickly hid aside. The long whip fell to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

"How dare you hide! It's against the sky."

"I told you to hide and not to call!"

The old man was in a fit of anger, waving his arms wildly, as if he was waving the long whip like a sword, but unfortunately, after all, he was old and lacked strength, so he began to pant after waving a few times.

Luke covered his thumping heart, and said flatteringly,

"Grandpa, stop smoking. It's not good for your health. Why don't I rub your shoulders? My skills are good. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

"Get out! You bastard, I'm not old yet, I have plenty of strength."

Luke quickly apologized, "You are not old at all, and your arms are powerful, much better than those useless raw melon eggs. They are silver guns and wax arrows in front of you, and they are not useful."

"Grandpa, we haven't seen each other for so long, I miss you, why don't you sit down and talk."

"Talking fart!"

The old man glared at him angrily, rolled his eyes, and changed his words,

"You can talk if you want, let me smoke twice."

Luke gritted his teeth, "You do it, I won't hide."

"You really don't want to hide?"

"Don't hide!"

"Okay, this is what you said, if you dare to hide, you are a little bastard."

The old man raised the whip and drew it sideways. It looked fierce, but the speed didn't go away. At most, he used half the strength. Seeing that the whip was about to fall on his calf, Luke jumped lightly and dodged it.

The old man froze for a moment, and was instantly furious.

"Little bastard, don't you just hide?"

"I didn't hide!"

Luke didn't blush, and explained cheerfully, "Your whip is too strong, and the wind it brings is like a hurricane, blowing me away. I didn't want to hide, but there is really no way. "

"Grandpa, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you have become stronger again. It's like the overlord of Chu is alive, and Li Sanlang is reborn."

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Luke smiled awkwardly, and suggested in a low voice,

"If you feel uneasy, smoke again. This time, I promise not to hide."

The old man's cheeks twitched violently, and his expression kept changing, just like a classic scene in an old movie. After a while, he threw the whip and sighed.

"Okay, come here!"

well!

Luke responded quickly, and ran over with the gift, put his hands on his shoulders, and kneaded them gently,

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and you've lost weight again. If you want to eat, I'll make it for you myself."

"Come on, dogs won't eat your culinary skills."

Luke was suddenly embarrassed, but fortunately he had a thick skin, and he said one after another, making the old man laugh out loud in no time.

The old man is actually not angry, but worried. His grandson has been away from home for several months without even making a phone call. Is it life or death? How are you doing? Have you ever been bullied (although it is unlikely), and you have never been sure?

Worried and worried, I started to get angry. This unfilial son, who has been away from home for so long and can't even make a phone call, really thinks he is a loner! When he comes back, he must be given a good meal.

But when he saw the real person, the anger in his heart disappeared instantly.

The old people are relatives from the next generation, not to mention that Luke was brought up by him, and their mutual affection far exceeds that of other children in the family.

"Grandpa, I was wrong this time. I assure you, there will never be a next time. In order to thank you for your care, I specially prepared five gifts."

Saying that, he took out a delicately packaged iron box, opened the lid, and the rich tea fragrance came to his face,

The old man's eyes lit up, "Mingqian Longjing!"

"Grandpa really knows what to buy. The exquisite Mingqian Longjing was brought over from Huaguo by someone I specially entrusted. There are three cans in total, enough for you to drink for several years."

Put down the iron box, pick up the sandalwood box below, open the box, and a beautifully decorated old-fashioned shotgun appears in front of you. The shotgun is well-made, and every detail is almost perfect. It looks like a famous hand. The purple-red gun barrel has a layer of cloud-like lines, and the three colors of red, gold, and black complement each other, giving people a unique visual impact.

The old man reached out and stroked the gun body a few times, and there was a faint sense of friction, which reminded people of the boundless years of their youth.

Luke smiled, "Do you want to try your hand?"

The old man picked up the shotgun and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was.

"Go, push me to the backyard!"

okay!

Luke clenched the handle and pushed the old man to the backyard. Adam, who was standing at the door, hurried in, picked up the gift, and followed behind.

There is an open space in the backyard, which was originally intended to grow flowers. The two old people like to shoot guns, so it was changed into a shooting range.

The old man raised his shotgun and aimed at a target a hundred meters away.

boom!

There was a crisp sound, and the bullet rushed out of the gun chamber, with a faint smell of gunpowder, and hit the bull's-eye at an extremely fast speed.

This one shot, the shotgun didn't tilt at all, and the parts were in perfect harmony, just perfect.

"Good gun, really good gun!"

The old man couldn't put it down. His favorite weapon was a shotgun. A shotgun is a man's standard equipment. Those assault rifles and submachine guns should be thrown into an iron furnace and melted into juice.

Lin Fu (that is, Grandpa Fu) stared hotly, and couldn't help saying,

"Boss, let me have a good time too!"

"It's cool, my grandson gave it to me, and it has something to do with you."

The old man glared at him, and continued, "Good grandson, what gift do you have to make grandpa look good."

Luke waved his hand, and Adam quickly took out a wooden box wrapped in red cloth and put it on the table.

Before the wooden cover was opened, there was a faint murderous aura about to break out of the box.

The two old people are people who have experienced big scenes, and they felt the unusual atmosphere immediately.

Lin Fu stepped forward, untied the red cloth, and opened the wooden box. A chill came over his face, and a Japanese samurai sword with a black blade and a blade engraved with red vertical lines appeared in front of him.

He gasped,

"Good guy, Tianji Imperial Sword!"

"You actually got this thing here."

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