All of my Instagram Friends are Gods

All of my Instagram Friends are Gods
Chapter 17 Home Village



Williamson was surprised.


This was the first time Heavenly visions had activated themselves since they had been successfully studied.


This old man in front of him was completely unusual.


Looking up, of course, the old man's entire body was surrounded by two types of light, one red and one white.


"Aura cruel!"


"And Aura of justice!"


The names of the two types of light rays suddenly appeared in the mind, as if Williamson knew both types of light.


'The cruel aura of this person is so powerful, there must be thousands of dead lives at his hands.' Williamson could not help himself.


However, even though his ruthless aura was strong, his aura of justice was even more powerful, making the ruthless aura tightly wrapped, thus not leaking any traces at all.


With such a powerful aura of justice, it was clear that this old man was not a bad person, but the greatness of his cruel aura made Williamson's heart affected, the identity of this old man was already revealed.


Unknowingly the respect of the heart rose.


"It's an honor for me to be in line with seniors, please get in my car."


Williamson opened the back row door of Land Rover and greeted the old man with respect.


"Haha, this young man is interesting, if so I ride ya."


"Sir, let me check first ..." Behind the old man, a young man with an upright body said.


"No need, this young man is a good man.” The old man cut out the young man's words and immediately sat in the car.


Seeing this, the young man hurriedly opened the door next to the driver, sat inside and glanced around with a wary look.


“Liam, you just wait here to get between the cars later, just Noah who went with me.” The old man explained to the driver and gestured Williamson to drive.


“Master, correct sitting yes.” As soon as Williamson stepped on the gas pedal, the car started to run smoothly.


"Young man, where are you going? We're not delaying your trip, are we?"


"It just so happens that my house is in Metro City Kranji district as well, so it's in line."


Williamson said while driving.


“Oh?” The old man was stunned for a moment, then asked excitedly, “Then, want to ride, there's a Michael there?”


"Michael?" Williamson shook his head.


“That's yes.” The old man sighed, looking a little disappointed.


"By the way, can you tell me your name?"


"My name is Williamson Davis, call me Willi."


“Your last name is Davis too?” The old man was astonished, “Margaku Jones, call me Mr. Jones aja.”


Along the way, while chatting with Mr. Jones, Williamson was not lonely, and unknowingly the car had already arrived in Metro City.


"Young man, put us down in the square in front of you."


"okay."


Mr. Jones got out of the car and handed Williamson a business card.


Williamson saw it, 'James Jones' written above, followed by a phone number, very concise.


"Willi, thank you very much, if you have the opportunity come to Wallwin City and call this old man."


"Sure!"


Dong ding!


Instagram ringing.


Williamson opened it, and was shocked.


"Help people who are having difficulties, you get 100 merit points!"


What's?! Merit points!


"Good!" Williamson who reacted, waved his fist happily.


Although 100 points of the suit was not much, but this was not a matter of the number of points for Williamson, what made him happiest was, that was, he finally knew how to earn merit points used as currency in the High Heaven Trading Circle.


Williamson's house is in a village about 10 miles away from the Metro city.


Looking at the familiar scenery on both sides of the road, Williamson felt a little excited, he had not been home for almost half a year, he was already impatient to see his parents and younger sister.


As soon as Williamson entered the village, he saw some farmers in their 40s to 50s carrying hoes while chatting and walking on the village dirt road.


Seemingly they heard the sound of cars behind, some of the farmers turned one by one, then took the initiative to give way.


“Cit!" A Land Rover car stopped next to some farmers.


“Uncle Robert, want to go home?” Williamson lowered the car window and shouted at a man with messy hair.


The man named Robert, he lived near Williamson's house, and often played with Williamson since childhood, when both Williamson's parents were not at home, he also often went to his house to have dinner together.


Robert was stunned for a moment, glanced at Williamson, then said in disbelief: "It's Willi, right? You ..."


“I go home to see parents.” Williamson got out of the car and greeted the other villagers, although not very familiar, but they were also one village, so must have met each other.


“Willi, you're not in school? Why can I turn back in the car? This car is at least 200 million, right?” Robert looked at the Land Rover next to him enviously.


"Hehe, I work part-time while in school so make a little money."


"Willi, I know she's had a promising future since childhood."


"Yes, Jonathan and his wife are blessed."


"It's a good step that the boy in our family has half the knowledge of Willi, I'm very happy."


The villagers continued to look at Land Rover with envious gazes and continued to praise Williamson, which embarrassed Williamson.


"Uncle Robert, come on up, let me take you home."


"So, I walk, and it's not far either."


"Come in, it's in line too."


Robert hesitated, he also wanted to sit down this domineering looking car.


But looking at the mud that was on his own body, Robert shook his head.


"Father, I'm abis working on the land earlier, afraid your car will get dirty later."


"Father, if it's dirty just wash it"


Williamson opened the door and put Robert in the car.


"My hoe ..." Robert sat in the car and his hoe was too long so the door could not close.


“Malvin, put your house first yes, all of you take time to continue working later in the afternoon." Robert just threw his hoe at Malvin.


The car drove away in the envious eyes of the villagers.


Robert who was sitting in the car could not help himself, and continued to look around him not even daring to move, for fear of damaging or dirtying him.


"Willi, your car's good, yeah, I've seen your aunt's BYD S6 before, but it's not as good as this" Robert said.


"BYD S6?" Williamson shook his head, if he were to replace this car with BYD S6, the number could have clogged the village road.


“Uncle Robert, visit my home if you spare yes.” Robert got out of the car, and Williamson took out a pack of Parliament cigarettes from the trunk and threw them at Robert.


"It-it ..." Robert picked up the cigarette and was surprised to see the name of the cigarette


Unknowingly sighing inwardly, it seemed that Willi was indeed very promising.


As soon as he got home, Williamson noticed a silver-colored BYD S6 low spec parked in the courtyard.


Unknowingly, Williamson felt a chill in his heart.


The people in the house also seemed to hear the sound of cars, and thought there were guests coming.


“Willi?” A woman in her fifties with gray hair came out of the room, she looked at Williamson, then looked at the car with a surprised expression.


“Ma, I'm home.” For a while, Williamson's voice faltered slightly.


Have not seen each other for several months, but the wrinkles on his mother's face have increased a lot, the white hair on his head has also become increasingly clear.


"Willi's home." Next to Jane, there was a somewhat stooped old man with dark skin, as soon as Williamson saw, his wrinkled face smiling happily.


"Pa!" Williamson crying.


His father, Jonathan, is only in his early 50s, but looks like a parent in his 60s.


Williamson did not say anything more, but he knew in his heart that this ill-spoken old man had borne such heavy responsibilities and burdens all along, he suffered a lot for himself and his sister.


“Why cry, Nak?” Jane patted Williamson lightly, “Come in, your second aunt and the others are also in”


Hearing the presence of a second aunt, Williamson's heart suddenly turned cold.


“Yo, isn't this a student from our village?” Before entering the house, a familiar voice had entered Williamson's ear.