Goldfinger Auction

Not long after separating from Yao Xue, Sun Suo's cell phone rang on the way home in the car.

It was Jiang Lan who passed his WeChat friend and made a WeChat call to ask where Sun Suo was. She wanted to meet him to talk about what happened during the day.

"Don't be so troublesome, you lose, just teach me a martial skill as promised." Sun Suo rejected Jiang Lan. This woman is difficult to deal with, and Sun Suo doesn't want to deal with her too much.

"It's okay to teach you martial arts, but you have to worship me as your teacher first." Jiang Lan put forward her conditions.

"Haha, before the competition, I didn't say that. Is Director Jiang going to break the contract?" Sun Suo sneered.

"If you want me to teach martial arts, of course you must first worship me as a teacher!" Jiang Lan's very stern tone was like that of a superior to his subordinates... and to her ex-husband.

"If you don't want to teach it, forget it. If it's a big deal, I won't learn it anymore. I will take the time to post this incident on the Internet, let netizens comment on it, and see how Director Jiang is unbelievable. Maybe some self-media will be interested. Posting several reports in a row, helping Director Jiang with a hot search or something..." Sun Suo said with a smile.

"I will give you the martial arts! Within three days!" Jiang Lan hung up the phone angrily.

"Did this woman eat a belly of gunpowder? Or is it an endocrine disorder? Why is she so angry all day?" Sun Suo looked at the phone and complained.

"It is estimated that she will have to find a suitable stick to help her open her stomach to vent the fire, or she will explode sooner or later." Sun Suo thought to himself.

But this is not something Sun Suo has to worry about.

It's already more than eight o'clock in the evening, hurry up and go home to practice the exercises!

…

Something happened at home.

After entering the door, there were many more people in the family.

The smell of smoke all over the house.

The furniture was scattered and smashed everywhere.

A man had a cigar in his mouth and put one leg on the coffee table.

Sun Dejian and Zhou Xiaoli both stood by the coffee table, bowed their heads and kept saying nice things to the man.

Sun Dejian's face was swollen, there was blood at the corners of his mouth, and there was a large footprint on his buttocks.

Their phones all fell on the ground and were smashed.

Several other men surrounded the couple, mocking and insulting in various ways.

When Sun Suo entered the door, Zhou Xiaoli shouted to tell him not to come in, but it was too late.

A man guarding the door pushed Sun Suo into the hall, and then locked the door.

"Yo! Is this your son? I remember there used to be two heads. It was a two-headed monster, but now there is only one left?" The man with the cigar in his mouth laughed loudly.

"Please don't insult my son." Zhou Xiaoli begged.

"Then you pay back the money! Isn't it reasonable to borrow money?" the cigar man shouted.

"At the beginning, I only borrowed 200,000 yuan, and it's only been half a month. You want us to pay back 2,000,000 yuan. Where can we find so much money?" Zhou Xiaoli argued with reason.

"According to the contract! If you can't afford it, don't borrow it! You have money to live in a mansion like this, but you don't have the money to pay the debt? Shame?" The cigar man continued to shout.

Sun Suo almost understood.

This is usury coming to collect debts!

He stayed in the hospital twice and spent a lot of money, which should be the reason he borrowed the money.

In the afternoon, he made a deal with Ruan Laojiu. Sun Suo was afraid of being blackened, so he transferred his hair avatar back to his side. He didn't stay at home for a few hours, and an accident happened at home.

"Bring her son here! I think she's still stubborn!" The cigar man ordered to a man under his command.

"Please don't hurt my son, the debt we owe has nothing to do with him!" Zhou Xiaoli knelt down to the cigar man with a plop.

"Every boss, put out the fire, don't you just pay back the money? I'll pay you back." Sun Suo walked over and stopped in front of Zhou Xiaoli.

"Hurry up..." Zhou Xiaoli cried. Suddenly, the mobile phone was broken and their freedom was restricted. Otherwise, they would definitely find a way to tell Sun Suo not to go home.

"Then you pay back the money!" The cigar man gave Sun Suo a surprised look.

"The principal of 200,000 yuan will be returned to you first. You can pay for the business when you go back today. I will try to borrow the money to pay off all the interest before noon tomorrow." Sun Suo proposed to the cigar man.

"Give him the account." The cigar man said to a man beside him.

Sun Suo took out his mobile phone and transferred 200,000 yuan to the account.

"Accepted." The man reported to the cigar man.

"Nima! You're obviously rich, but you lied to me and said you don't have money!" The cigar man stood up, walked over to Sun De's gym, and slapped Sun Dejian.

As a result... Sun Suo's wrist was pinched, like an iron pincer, and he couldn't break free.

Moreover, the wrist bone was extremely painful.

The cigar man couldn't help being horrified. He is a rank 2 martial artist with far more strength than ordinary people, yet he couldn't move even when he was pinched by his wrist?

"Save face, I don't want my parents to see a room full of dead people and blood." Sun Suo whispered a few words to the cigar man's ear.

"Let's go!" The cigar man gave Sun Suo a frightened look, greeted the others, and rushed towards the gate of Sun's house.

…

"What's the matter, boss?" After getting into the car, a younger brother asked the cigar man.

"The son of the Sun family is a martial artist with a higher rank than me... What the **** are you doing to find out the news? Are you trying to kill Lao Tzu?" The cigar man was still in shock.

The meaning of Sun Suo's words just now is obvious. If he didn't want to scare his parents, he would kill them all.

With his strength, he can do it.

Humiliating parents, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is inseparable.

As a second-rank martial artist, he can bully the common people, bully a high-ranking martial artist, and humiliate the parents of a high-ranking martial artist. It is simply courting death.

"Damn! His rank is higher than the boss? Impossible? He was only a high school student, and he had a head cut off. He had only been hospitalized twice, and his health was very poor. If he hadn't been hospitalized, his parents would have been too. They won't borrow money from us..." The younger brother quickly defended.

"Hurry up and drive! Go back and tell Brother Qiang, I can't pay the Sun family's debt. He has to find another expert." The cigar man urged the younger brother who was driving.

Staying here for one more second, he felt a chill on his back.

The younger brother hurriedly started the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

The cigar man took a long breath.

But he didn't know that Sun Suo's clone, Wu Yanzu, was sitting next to him, with one hand still on his wrist...

…

When the cigar man walked out of the nightclub run by the boss, Brother Qiang, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

200,000 was taken back, so I paid today's difference.

Standing on the side of the road, the cigar man picked up his mobile phone and made a call, asking his younger brother to drive the car over to take him home.

At this moment, a gust of overcast wind blew, and the cigar man shivered inexplicably, and his mind was also a little dazed.

The next moment, the street suddenly became extremely quiet.

There is no car, no one.

Turning around, he saw that the door of the nightclub was already closed.

A tattered bus appeared on the street at some point, and the tires made a harsh braking sound, accompanied by the friction and collision of various metal parts, and stopped in front of the cigar man.