super right hand

Qujing Community is just like its name, looking for a secluded resting place for people who are working hard in the noisy city, allowing them to enjoy the supreme experience of a quiet life after putting down their work.

The large piles of strange stone rockery, artificially excavated sparkling lakes, large area of ​​complete fitness facilities, and lingering green willows all show that not everyone who works can rest here.

Picking a quiet name does not necessarily make it really quiet. At this moment, in front of a three-story European-style building and a luxurious villa, there are several Jiefang trucks parked, and porters wearing clothes from different moving companies. I was busy carefully moving various items from the villa to the outside, and then sorted them into types, and carefully loaded them on the moving trucks, and several moving trucks were already full.

"This set of mahogany furniture is worth at least 30 yuan. If you bump into something, you won't be able to pay for it if you sell it. Hurry up and get me a protective film, and let me be quicker with my hands and feet."

"And you, put the porcelain bottle over there in the plastic wooden box, seal it immediately after putting it in, these are all going to be sent to the auction venue, they are very delicate, be serious treat."

"Why is that oil painting exposed to the sun? Do you know that this oil painting is worth 60 to [-] yuan. If you put it in the sun like this, can you afford it if it is damaged?"

"And you..."

The bald and strong man in charge of supervising the transportation, shuttled profusely among the porters, directing each young man to carefully carry the items from the villa to the outside. Where did the porters make mistakes, they beat or scolded, and the porters Looking at the wolf pattern embroidered on the shoulders of the bald head, and the younger brothers who were bored smoking cigarettes and watching the excitement, they were all shocked. How could they dare to resist? Annoyed the bald man and caused trouble.

The hall in the villa was in a mess. All kinds of expensive decorations and furniture that had been placed in the house were forcibly dismantled by the porters, and the walls were even more vigorously destroyed. The objects were carried out of the door. In the middle of the hall, in front of the beautifully carved and ornately decorated dining table, sat a few arrogant creditors.

"Boss Zhang, there are quite a lot of valuable things in your house. The antiques you collected alone are enough to pay off my debt, and our debt is offset with porcelain."

A middle-aged man with fat head and big ears, with a finger-thick gold necklace hanging around his neck, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and with two pea-sized eyes, greedily looked at each piece of porcelain, feeling extremely happy. Smiling, he sighed sincerely to Zhang Haiquan, who was sitting in front of the dining table with a decadent spirit and pale face.

The palm eye specially invited behind him has already verified the antiques he selected, all of which are rare and authentic, and each of them has a high appreciation space, which makes the dragon robe bought on the black market last night but was rejected. Gao Jianren, who was robbed and robbed and almost lost his life, was in a very good mood. It seems that people can't be unlucky forever, and today is really crazy.

"Gao Jianren, you have a vicious eye, you are quick to strike, I would have known that I would have come here earlier, mother Xipi, if you don't do electricity today, tomorrow you should tear down the house and pull bricks."

Cao Bingsan glanced at the piled furniture outside the door dejectedly, and felt a little more balanced. His greatest hobby is collecting all kinds of furniture. There are not many sets of furniture in the world, and they are out of print. When he comes to press for debts today, he will naturally take this set of furniture into his pocket.

"Demolish the house?" A middle-aged man wearing exquisitely carved Guanyin jadeite on his chest, glanced at the furniture and kept looking at the furniture. His eyes were eager to stare out, and Cao Bingsan, who couldn't help but want to go up and kiss him, said with a smile : "This property is used to mortgage my debts. If you demolish the bricks of the house for me, I will go to your house and demolish your house."

"I also have a share in Zhang Wanshan's house. When you give me my share of the money, this house will really belong to you, or if I give you a penny, I will buy this house. .”

Chen Shoutao immediately reminded Zhang Wanshan, who was wearing the Jade Avalokitesvara, that he was here to collect debts. Zhang Haiquan's net worth is only so much. If he doesn't fight for a little, he will really lose a lot.

"I've been in love with this house for a long time. I'll give you your share when I go back. I open the jade shop, and it's not worth your money." Zhang Wanshan curled his lips indifferently, and looked into the building with a smile. The decoration said excitedly: "The house is not bad, but it's a pity that the decoration is a bit worn out. When I decorate it, I will definitely let him change it."

"That's not up to you." Chen Shoutao smiled, his eyes naturally looked at him, and he sat casually in front of the seat, sipping tea, squinting his eyes with a glint of lust, and his whole body in black clothes exuded a murderous look. The young man followed the young man's gaze to look at Zhang Xinyi who was standing behind Zhang Haiquan with a blank face. His heart couldn't help trembling. She was so beautiful even when she was crying. She was really a stunner. But there are fewer wolves, so it can be said that we have gained both money and color, so let's congratulate here first."

"The mining right of the coal mine is enough for the wolf to earn a fortune. When the wolf gets married, you must notify us so that we can prepare a big gift."

The other people present also looked at Zhang Xinyi meaningfully. This time He Lang set up this cover is really big enough, but the receipt is indeed not small. The whole world is full of intrigues. If you want to blame, you can only blame Zhang Haiquan for being addicted Gambling into sex, everyone secretly reminded themselves in their hearts that they must quit drugs in the future, otherwise they will definitely end up like Zhang Haiquan.

"must."

He Lang's hawk-like eyes glanced at the people present, a sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth, he squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhang Xinyi, who had been silent all along, bowed her head and said nothing, thought for a while, and reminded everyone present: "Everyone , Everyone here today will give me He Lang a face, my uncle Zhang Haiquan owes you all money, I hope that the debt will be written off and removed from now on."

"what?"

The debt collectors who didn't grab anything late at night have one-sided faces. You, He Lang, are too deceitful. You just used insidious tricks to make Zhang Haiquan lose all his family property, and you are about to take possession of Zhang Haiquan's daughter again. Wouldn't it be too domineering to not give a sip of soup to those who came after?

"Everyone, if you have any objections, you can go directly to the Wild Wolf Gang."

He Lang squinted his eyes, and glanced dismissively at the silent people who dared not speak. He wanted to ask for debts with such a promising future. He really thought too much!

"Go to the Wild Wolf Gang?"

The faces of everyone at the dining table turned cold. The Wild Wolf Gang, as its name suggests, is a place that cannibalize people without femurs. Others are afraid to avoid it. I have never heard of anyone who dares to go directly to the Wild Wolf Gang to ask for debts. , unless it is enough to live!

"You are too deceitful. Could it be that the 100 million that Zhang Haiquan owes me is just forgivable?"

A thin, middle-aged man summoned up his courage and expressed his dissatisfaction. He sells equipment and earns hard money. Now He Lang is about to wipe out his 100 million with a single sentence. How can he Have the heart?

"take money."

He Lang's hawk-like eyes glanced coldly at the thin middle-aged man, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand lazily, behind him was a bodyguard wearing a black vest, with a hulking back and a wild wolf pattern on his shoulder, immediately He took out a stack of checkbooks and pens, handed them to He Lang respectfully, and glanced dismissively at the trembling middle-aged man.

Swipe!

He Lang signed the 100 million check without looking at it, tore it off and handed it to the bodyguard, and winked at the strong bodyguard.

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, and glanced fearfully at the imposing bodyguard in front of him with a playful smile on his lips. He carefully took the check with trembling hands, and when he saw that the check was indeed 100 million, his voice trembled slightly. Said: "Thank you, Young Master Wolf."

"Ah."

A cold light flashed in He Lang's eagle-like eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "What I hate the most is that others take my words seriously. You can take the money, but you leave something as a witness."

"what?"

The middle-aged man's legs began to swing, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he asked in a difficult tone: "What does Master Wolf want me to keep?"

"Leave your hand to receive the money. I think he's not pleasing to the eye. Keeping it will only take things that shouldn't be taken. Sooner or later, it will cause trouble for you. Today I will save you from disaster."

He Lang raised his hand as a gesture, and waved it lightly. The two bodyguards standing behind the middle-aged man with sneering smiles immediately clamped the middle-aged man with force, and pressed his hands on the table. Bloody licked his tongue, took out the machete from his back, and raised it high into the sky.

"Master Wolf, please spare me. I don't want this money anymore. Please take it back. It's all my fault. Please don't worry about it."

The middle-aged man looked at the sharp machete raised high in the air. When had he seen such a scene as a businessman, he cried out in tears and wanted to break free from the restraints of the bodyguards, but his strength was comparable to that of those who had been fighting all day long. Compared to the bodyguard, he was pitifully weak, and looked helplessly at the others.

"If you want to blame it, you have no eyes."

Everyone sitting at the dining table looked away in fear, and adopted a wise plan to protect themselves. It is better not to intervene at such a time. If you really want to anger the moody He Lang, the end will probably be bad.

"I, He Lang, gave away things, and I never thought about getting them back."

He Lang squinted his eyes, exhaled in a flat tone, and glanced at Zhang Xinyi who was standing behind Zhang Haiquan expressionlessly, looking at all this with no brilliance in his eyes. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Xinyi just started crying , and then completely silent, as if everything had nothing to do with him, so numb that even he felt incredible.

He Lang stared at Zhang Xinyi coldly. Only such a woman is suitable for him. He found that he admired Zhang Xinyi more and more. He raised his hand and waved it expressionlessly.

"Ha ha."

The bodyguard who raised the knife and received He Lang's order held the handle of the knife. Under the pleading and helpless eyes of the middle-aged man, he swung the knife and chopped it down without hesitation.

"what!"

The sharp machete easily slid across the middle-aged man's wrist and sank deeply into the dining table. Fiery blood spurted out, and the severe pain directly made the middle-aged man fall into a coma.

"I'm sorry, Cao Bingsan, this dining table of yours can no longer be used." He Lang took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, checked his nose, glanced at the machete stuck in the table, and cast a reproachful glance at his younger brother: "Still Don’t hurry up and apologize to Boss Cao.”

"I'm sorry, Boss Cao."

The younger brother swiftly picked up the knife that had sunk into the table, wiped the blood, and lazily apologized.

"fine."

Cao Bingsan glanced at the bloody severed hand on the table in fear, his body shuddered, and he stammered out a smile. He likes to collect all kinds of furniture, but he really dares not take the table that has been cut off. The dining table is infiltrating at home, let alone eating on it.