Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Chapter 1315 The Real Fiancée

Sure enough, in the second-floor corridor, five burly men, fully armed and carrying submachine guns, patrolled back and forth. Da Bao, inside his spatial dimension, attached a silencer to his pistol.

The little squirrel attracted the attention of two burly men, who kicked it from both sides. Da Bao, inside the spatial dimension, practically curled his lip in disgust. "These two idiots!" he thought. "The squirrel's movements are now like lightning! Even a Grandmaster like me would have a hard time catching it in this spatial dimension. If all else fails, I'd have to use my consciousness to catch it. You two are just asking for trouble!"

The little squirrel wiggled its bottom, and the two idiots' feet slammed together, almost making them cry out in pain. This immediately attracted the attention of the other three.

They lowered their submachine guns, stared at the two idiots, and laughed silently. Just then, Da Bao suddenly appeared, gun in hand, and performed a forward roll.

Gunshots rang out, and in an instant, five Marine Corps special forces soldiers were blown to the head. Da Bao knelt on one knee, looked around, but there was no movement.

These guys were equipped with very advanced weapons, including German HK MP5 submachine guns. This made Da Bao extremely happy. With a flick of his hand, all the equipment on these five guys went into Da Bao's space, leaving only the clothes they were wearing.

Da Bao pointed to the door opposite the squirrel and then disappeared. The squirrel squeaked twice, then quickly covered its mouth. That squirrel was too cheeky; if it didn't watch its mouth, that bastard Qin Da Bao would really turn it into soup!

The little squirrel came to the door, stood up, and pushed it. The door was closed and wouldn't budge. The little squirrel spread its little paws, as if to say, "What should I do? I'm out of ideas."

Da Bao angrily cursed in his spatial dimension, "You son of a bitch, now use those two big front teeth to smash the door to pieces!"

The little squirrel squeaked twice, as if to say, "Get lost, my teeth still want to eat good food."

Da Bao was so angry his face turned blue. He said fiercely to the little squirrel, "You little rascal, I'll give you two choices: one is to obediently break the door down and crawl inside, and the other is whether to add peppercorns, star anise, or oyster sauce when you make soup, or to make it plain?"

The little squirrel touched its two big incisors. Thinking that it still had to go back to the space to live a good life, it had no choice but to compromise. While scratching at the door with its big incisors, it went on to greet Da Bao's eighteen generations of ancestors one by one.

He squeaked and knocked on the door, and suddenly the door opened. A big man stuck his head out to see what was scratching at the door. It looked like a mouse was scratching at the door.

The little squirrel was furious. "You bunch of bastards, why didn't you open the door sooner? You almost knocked out my front teeth!"

The little squirrel jumped up the doorframe and landed on the big man's head. The big man only felt a pleasant fragrance, then everything went black, followed by a sharp pain in his eyes. He staggered back into the room in pain.

Three burly men in the room were undressing Susanna. Susanna struggled desperately. Just then, the men screamed in pain, and the three men jumped up and turned around to look.

A furry creature was clinging tightly to its companion's face, its sharp claws gripping two eyeballs.

Just then, Da Bao suddenly appeared, and the gun in his hand rang out. Thud, thud, thud—the three guys, shirtless and without guns, were all blown to the head.

With a wave of his hand, Da Bao put the little squirrel into his spatial storage. He then pressed the gun against the burly man's forehead, whose eyes had been gouged out. The man was screaming in agony when Da Bao pulled the trigger and fired at close range, turning the man's head into a mangled mess.

Da Bao threw the clothes on the ground to Susanna. Susanna's makeup was ruined from crying. As soon as she saw Da Bao, she kept calling him "brother-in-law." Da Bao gestured for her to wipe her face and touch up her makeup.

"Let's go, Cousin Susanna, we need to teach these robbers a lesson."

Susanna chuckled. She and Zuo Mingyue were somewhat similar in personality—both were fiery and adventurous; otherwise, they wouldn't have hit it off with Arthur. She quickly washed her face, applied light makeup, and put on her wedding dress.

He then picked up an MP5 submachine gun from the side; that design was absolutely amazing.

Da Bao lazily grabbed two submachine guns, slung them over his shoulder, and was the first to leave the room...

At the engagement ceremony, the bride-to-be never removed her veil; she simply held Arthur tightly with one hand and held a wine glass in the other.

John and Norma came over with wine glasses. John pretended to whisper to the bride-to-be, blocking her view with his head. The bride-to-be didn't know what her relationship with this man was, so she could only hum and haw in agreement, but she didn't suspect anything.

Norma pretended to offer a toast, avoiding everyone's gaze by lowering her body. Arthur glanced over and his eyes widened instantly. A pistol was tucked between her snow-white cleavage.

Arthur was momentarily stunned, but then quickly reached inside and pulled out the gun. In that instant, he couldn't help but exclaim in his mind, "So big and soft, so greasy..."

Norma didn't seem to care at all; she continued to toast Arthur as if nothing had happened.

There were other people watching, but they only saw Arthur reach into Norma's clothes and rummage around, which made them so envious they almost drooled.

Norma is a world-famous supermodel, and her most prized assets are her breasts, along with her slender waist and peach-shaped buttocks.

Arthur hid the gun in his pocket. He looked around but didn't see Da Bao. Norma raised her eyebrows and gestured towards the second floor. Arthur understood immediately, and his heart was completely at ease. In his mind, there was nothing in this world that Da Bao, this god, couldn't solve.

John said a couple of strange things to the bride-to-be, and she was puzzled.

John pulled Norma back two steps suddenly, and Arthur had already pulled out a pistol and pressed it against the bride-to-be's temple.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot. Now let me see who you really are."

The bride-to-be gave a cold laugh. She remained fearless despite the gun pointed at her, then slowly lifted her veil, revealing a pale, expressionless face.

Arthur's pistol never left her temple. Looking at that face, she had a feeling of déjà vu.

"Who are you? Why have you kidnapped my fiancée?"

The woman laughed shrilly, and finally her face showed some expression, making her look somewhat alluring.

"Who am I? Why did you kidnap your fiancée? Arthur, have you completely forgotten me after eight years?"

Arthur stared intently at her face, then suddenly took two steps back and cried out in surprise.

"Are you Ruth? When did you get back?"