The best perspective expert

Chapter 218 Desperately
This idea flashed subconsciously in the landlord's mind, thinking that Han Zhenyang was in a hurry and wanted to fight him desperately and run him to death.

Holy crap, so ruthless?

Although the landlord is despicable and shameless, it is hard to say how ruthless he is. Before this incident happened, his reputation in the circle of friends was still very good.So he turned around and ran in fright, and after rushing up to the steps at the entrance of the exhibition hall, he turned his head with lingering fear.

Turning around, I realized that what was coming was a Cayenne, speeding towards it, and when it was about to rush into the crowd, it swerved and swerved around the panicked hooligans, drawing a big arc on the ground. It stopped steadily, and then a young man got out of the car.

It was naturally Han Zhenyang who came.

Seeing Han Zhenyang, the landlord instantly understood that Han Zhenyang was trying to scare them, but they were frightened, not to mention those little gangsters who hurriedly scattered like frightened birds and beasts, his own reaction was even more embarrassing, realizing that When in danger, he runs faster than anyone else, and screams louder than anyone else.

Thinking of this, the landlord's face instantly turned red, and he pointed at Han Zhenyang and yelled angrily, "You idiot, son of a bitch, don't you have eyes for driving? I don't want to die in front of my house. Bad luck, shit, if I had known you were such a bastard, I wouldn't have rented the house to you—"

Han Zhenyang strode over with a cold and handsome face, grabbed the landlord's neckline, grabbed and pressed it, and directly slapped the landlord on the ground, slapping him with his hands, "Curse, continue to scold—" A slap is not enough, it's just a slap .

After a few slaps, the landlord's white and chubby face immediately swelled into a pig's head.

"Continue to scold, let me hear what you have to say," Han Zhenyang stared at the landlord like a knife.

"You, you," the landlord was really stunned, he never thought that Han Zhenyang didn't even have any warning when he started to attack, shouldn't he scold him first?Shouldn't you be done after you've had your fill of scolding?Shouldn't you show the dick and then do it?
Playing cards not according to the rules——

The landlord wanted to cry but had no tears, he was startled and frightened, and his face was hot and numb. Although it didn't hurt, he could feel that his cheeks had deformed.When he felt Han Zhenyang's murderous eyes, although he knew that Han Zhenyang would not dare to kill him, he was afraid and couldn't help trembling, as if being thrown down by a lion with its fangs. When it was hot, I was scared to pee.

"Fuck, with such a little guts, you dare to come and find fault with me, and you don't think about how many bowls of dry rice you can eat," Han Zhenyang spat, kicked the landlord down the steps, and then shouted loudly: "Get out— —”

A group of gangsters came to make trouble aggressively, but before they could do anything, they were frightened by Han Zhenyang's speeding car. Before they could calm down, their employer was turned into a pig's head by Han Zhenyang's three slaps. After a pause, they looked at each other for a moment, helped up the landlord and ran away in despair.

They didn't dare to do it, because fighting and making trouble in the capital requires a background and background, otherwise it would be courting death.

Not daring to do anything, the employer was beaten out of the urine again, what else can I do but leave?
Lin Qingqiu and a group of security guards on the side were dumbfounded, is this the end?It's too simple!
Driving into the formation, capturing the thief and the king, and adding a loud drink, dispelled the trouble that made them feel like they were facing a big enemy?

It took less than 2 minutes, right?
Really domineering!

Lin Qingqiu was convinced in his heart: No wonder he is a young billionaire, and I am just a part-time worker. This kind of courage is not at the same level at all.

Thinking of this, he quickly flattered, "The boss is still very powerful, too domineering."

The other security guards nodded quickly when they heard the words, praising Han Zhenyang for his might.

Han Zhenyang waved his hand, "Don't be too happy, if you can scare them away this time, it may not be the case next time, you must be vigilant, and you must not let the exhibition hall suffer any damage. Work hard, everyone, this month's salary doubled times."

"Hey, boss, don't worry, if those bums dare to come, I'll kill them."

"That's right, boss, this is what we should do."

"Don't worry, boss, I just don't want this life, and I have to protect the exhibition hall well."

All the security guards were overjoyed and hurriedly expressed their loyalty.At this time, even if they were asked to guard the door without sleeping all day and night, they did not complain at all.

Lin Qingqiu's salary was three times that of the security guards. If it was doubled, it would be 6 yuan, and he could earn 6 yuan in the first month of work. What is there to be dissatisfied with?He didn't want this hard-won job to come to naught, so he hurriedly said: "Boss, but it's not a problem to just guard like this. There are people who can be a thief for a thousand days, but there are no people who can guard against thieves for a thousand days." .”

Han Zhenyang smiled, "I'll take care of this matter, as long as you look after the exhibition hall," he waved his hand and drove away.

But instead of going back to his place of residence, he stopped by the side of the road, called Qiao Shengnan, and asked her about the landlord.

Qiao Shengnan also just knew what happened here, and apologized to him repeatedly, saying that it was her mistake, but he didn't expect the landlord to be such a person, and then told Han Zhenyang everything she knew.

According to her, the landlord is from the capital. His name is Bai Xianghui. He has no talent, but he has a good father who is in business and has tens of millions of wealth. Before he died, he exchanged all his family property for several houses and the front door rented by Han Zhenyang, and let him live on rent.

As housing prices in the capital are rising day by day, Bai Xianghui's small life is getting better and better. Although he can't compare with those big local tyrants, he can receive several million a year in rent alone, and eating, drinking and having fun all day long He is unrestrained, but he has no bad habits other than playing cards and mahjong. He can only be regarded as a libertine, not a bad person. On the contrary, he has a good reputation because he spends money generously.

Qiao Shengnan couldn't understand why Bai Xianghui did this, but it was indeed her mistake, so he asked cautiously: "How about I go to the capital? Although I don't have as strong a backstage as you, I know a little more people than you, maybe I can get some clues."

Han Zhenyang smiled and comforted him: "Stay in Daocheng with peace of mind. There is me here, and nothing will happen. Isn't he just a bum who is just waiting to die? I can handle it well."

"You, don't mess around, it's not worth it for those people..."

"Hey, Mrs. Sheng still cares about me," Han Zhenyang laughed, "But I want you to promise that you will never do anything illegal or criminal."

"That's good. If you encounter a problem that can't be solved, just tell Brother Qianjun, he will definitely help you." Qiao Shengnan is really thinking about Han Zhenyang now, and the tone of his speech is simply Han Zhenyang's little wife.

Han Zhenyang smiled and agreed one by one, but when he thought of Bai Xianghui, he snorted: There are still accounts to be settled for this matter.

(End of this chapter)