I was driven crazy, my biological parents regretted it

"Plop!"

I don't know who started it first, many people quickly followed his footsteps, all knelt down and kowtowed to Han Zhe, begging for mercy.

"Mr. Han, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me."

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have morally blackmailed you, I shouldn't have said those nonsense, I kowtow to you, I apologize to you, please forgive me."

"Mr. Han, it's my fault, please let my child go. No matter how you punish me, I have no complaints."

"Mr. Han, please, my wife is the love of my life, I can't watch her get hurt a little bit. I kowtow to you, please let him go."

"..."

The gamblers who were originally high and mighty, the gamblers from dignitaries and wealthy families, now have completely lost their previous arrogance, all kneeling there, begging Han Zhe.

They really regret it now.

Why did they have to be so rude, just mocking Han Zhe there.

Now it's okay, they have angered him.

They were in a state of panic when they were attacked by someone else.

They shouldn't have provoked this person!

"They have already apologized. Do you think I should forgive them?"

Han Zhe ignored the gamblers and looked at Tang Shuai and Zhao Tianji who were sitting with him.

"I think it's enough. These are all well-known figures in Haicheng, and some of them hold important positions. If you stay in Haicheng to develop, you will need their help more or less. You can't do things too radically."

Zhao Tianji's words were really for Han Zhe's sake.

When Han Zhe came today, he revealed his idea of ​​doing business with him. It was obvious that he planned to stay in Haicheng to develop.

All the gamblers present today were from famous families, children of wealthy families, and dignitaries. They could be said to be half of Haicheng's upper class circle.

If Han Zhe wanted to stay in Haicheng to develop, he couldn't get around these people.

Anyway, the anger has been vented now, and they have all bowed their heads.

It is better to end this farce with the current and save some face for the other party, so that it will be easier to deal with them in the future.

"Tang Shuai, what about you?"

Han Zhe did not comment, and looked at Tang Shuai and asked.

"I think we should not let them go."

Tang Shuai looked disgusted.

"These so-called upper-class social circles are actually just a group of politicians and some wealthy businessmen."

"If ordinary people want to make some money, it is not wrong to curry favor with them."

"But brother, people like us don't need to curry favor with them at all."

"On the contrary, many upper-class people want to curry favor with us."

"I think brother should rely on his own mind."

"If you get your temper out, even if you don't, just continue to watch them wailing here, I think it's fun."

Tang Shuai looked like he was watching the fun and was not afraid of trouble, which made Zhao Tianji speechless.

He felt that Tang Shuai was too pretentious. He didn't take the Zhao family seriously at all. He even looked down on these upper-class social circles. He really didn't know what other circles he could look up to.

"Well, what you said makes sense."

"But the most important thing is that I have wasted a lot of time today. My father and my wife are waiting for me at home. I don't have time to waste with them anymore."

"That's it for today. After I kill these bandits, I'll stop here."

Han Zhe stood up with a smile, put down his wine glass, and walked towards the group of bandits with a smile.

"No, Mr. Han, what do you mean? We have all done what you asked, why do you still want to attack us?"

Zhao Tong asked hurriedly, very puzzled.

He had long known that his master's kind had different brain circuits from normal people.

Because his master was like this, reckless and willful.

But Han Zhe was too different.

They were clearly ordered to attack the gamblers, but now they are going to attack them again. What kind of logic is this brain circuit? It completely confuses people.

"You ask me why? I like it."

"Haha."

Han Zhe sneered and then attacked the gangsters again.

"Mr. Han!"

Zhao Tong shouted loudly and wanted to continue to reason with Han Zhe, but it was too late.

After a dozen breaths, Han Zhe appeared again, wiping the blood on his hands elegantly, and including Da Jun, Awen and Baldy, all died, lying in a pool of blood with a look of horror, which was very scary.

"Shua!"

This time the gamblers learned their lesson and covered their mouths, fearing that their broken mouths would talk nonsense and cause trouble for themselves.

They all hid in the corner, squatting in fear.There, looking at Han Zhe.

They knew very well that Han Zhe had spared them once, and they could not be ungrateful. Before Han Zhe gave orders, they should not run around, cause trouble to Han Zhe, or make Han Zhe angry. This was their basic quality as hostages.

"Mr. Han, you are too much. I tell you, I..."

Zhao Tong was furious and wanted to scare Han Zhe with his master's name, but he didn't expect Han Zhe to be too lazy to listen and interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"By the way, there is you."

"Tianji and I are friends. If you attack him, it will be a capital crime, but he hasn't made up his mind to kill you, so just catch you first and let him deal with it slowly."

Han Zhe said, leaping up, like an eagle, flew over, and reached for Zhao Tong's throat.

Zhao Tong was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.

No, absolutely not!

If he was caught by Han Zhe and handed over to the Zhao family for processing, he would definitely feel worse than death.

Zhao Tong knew how cruel the old man was. He didn't care about the life and death of his second son, a bastard. If he fell into his hands, he would definitely make his life worse than death.

"Master! Save me!"

Zhao Tong shouted and called for help.

Then there was a "bang" sound, and the glass of the VIP room was directly shattered. The noble young man flew out and blocked in front of Zhao Tong. He drew a soft sword from his waist and forced Han Zhe back.

Han Zhe stepped back a few steps and stood firm. Tang Shuai hurriedly stood beside Han Zhe, drew out the broken knife that he had pledged to Han Zhe before, stared at him sharply, and was ready to attack at any time.

"Who are you?"

Han Zhe frowned and asked about the other party's identity.

He knew that there was someone behind Zhao Tong, but he didn't expect that the strength was so strong. Although Han Zhe took the initiative to retreat just now to avoid close combat with the other party, the power contained in the stabbing sword was very domineering.

Han Zhe knew that it would be difficult for him to catch it with his bare hands.

The noble young man was also very polite to Han Zhe. He quickly put the soft sword back to his waist and made a fist salute with his left hand on top to Han Zhe.

"Yaowang Valley, Xue Dan, meet you, Senior Brother!"