My harem is a bit big

Ma Sanhua pulled repeatedly and almost pushed the person down.

His eyes widened, and his face gradually changed into a Jie Ge:

"Be obedient, let me see!"

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066 Good and Evil Will Be Rewarded in the End

"Be obedient, let me see!"

Ma Li's name was correct. He broke away vigorously and distanced himself:

"Master, you haven't paid me this month's wages yet."

When money is mentioned, Ma Sanhua gets angry:

"My attitude was respectful before, but now that I have lost power, everyone is starting to add insult to injury, right?"

"No, sir, you really didn't pay me any wages."

Ma Mali looked complicated, knowing that he did not have the ability to pay:

"Master, you have taken care of me for so many years, so I don't need any more wages. I will go back home now, pack my things and leave."

After speaking, he left as if fleeing.

Ma Sanhua didn't catch up and squatted on the ground with a painful expression.

He rubbed his temples with his palms and tried to think of where else he could make money.

The Ma family's property was sold off.

The ancestral home is gone, Baihua Tower is gone, the servants are gone, and the girl is gone.

So what's left for him?

Oh, right!

Ma Sanhua suddenly raised his head and had an idea in his mind.

"Humph, isn't it just 20 taels of silver?"

As he walked towards the outside of Baihua Tower, he said to the living King of Hell:

"I'm going to get the money now and pay back your damn usury!"

Seeing Ma Sanhua trotting all the way, the debt collectors quickly followed.

He is the target of special attention and cannot be let go easily.

Not long after, Ma Sanhua came to Linglong Gambling House.

Although it is getting dark, the lights are still bright here.

He had been here before, so he went straight into the inner room without asking for directions.

After seeing the person talking here, he blurted out:

"Shopkeeper Zhang, you're fine."

"Hey, Mr. Ma. Why are you here to visit me today?"

"You accepted the money and agreed to deal with Xuanyuan Qingshan. It's good now that he hasn't even scratched his skin. I came here today and don't want to argue with you. Please return the reward at that time. Considering that you have no merit and have suffered, Lao, just push me halfway."

Ma Sanhua believed that he had fallen into disgrace, otherwise he would definitely ask him for all the rewards.

But his words made Zhang Heng laugh.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, why are you laughing?"

"How can there be any reason to spit out what you have eaten? Besides, this is the territory of Linglong Gambling House, I have the final say!"

Ma Sanhua was very angry and clenched his fists under the table.

But on the surface, you still have to look calm and calm:

"Shopkeeper Zhang, you are the leader of the gang after all. You have to step back, otherwise you will be too unruly."

"Rules? Ma Sanhua, I ***!"

Zhang Hengbiao said something beautiful in Zu'an, stood up suddenly, pointed at the other person's nose and cursed:

"When the three of us attacked Xuanyuan Gambling House, there happened to be a group of police officers nearby. No one informed us, so how could they be stationed there? You have such a bad conscience, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about the rules?"

He glanced at the silent living King of Hell behind him and sat back on his chair:

"Get out of here, don't be an eyesore here! If you dare to ask for money again, I will chop off your hands!"

Ma Sanhua was about to explode with anger, but he dared not speak out in anger.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Seeing that his request for a refund failed, he went to Shifang Gambling House and Good Luck Gambling House.

He even woke up Magistrate Zhou late at night.

Without exception, all were rejected.

Ma Sanhua touched his nose and walked down the street in despair.

The King of Living Hell and others did not rush, and just followed behind silently.

Unknowingly, he walked back to the door of Ma Mansion.

He looked up at the plaque and suddenly had an idea.

He took out the key, opened the door, and ran towards the depths of the mansion.

Although the house deed is gone, my father has not moved out yet.

You might be able to find something from him to offset the price and fill the gap of 20 taels!

It was approaching midnight, and Mr. Ma turned out the lights and went to sleep.

Ma Sanhua didn't care about this place and knocked on the door forcefully.

Seeing no response for a long time, he kicked the door in directly.

Mr. Matthew lay weakly on the bed and had no money to hire a servant to take care of him.

Hearing the huge noise, he slowly stood up.

Ma Sanhua showed weakness to him and rummaged around.

Finally, I found a piece of jewelry and ran outside the house excitedly:

"This is worth 20 taels no matter what. Here it is, let's clear everything!"

The Living King of Hell grinned, his eyes full of contempt and ridicule:

"Mr. Ma, the money has not been repaid yet."

"Fuck, are you kidding me?"

Ma Sanhua was furious and calculated:

"I used the house deed as a mortgage and borrowed 800 taels from you. I have to repay 880 taels on the first day, 960 taels on the second day, 1040 taels on the third day, and 1120 taels on the fourth day. Mafu and Baihua The building is 1100 taels, and this jewelry is 20 taels. Tell me, where do you owe me the money?"

"Usury, that's not what you calculated."

The Living King of Hell snorted coldly and tilted his head:

"Lao Jin, let him know."

"Yes!"

A man with a mustache, holding an abacus, stood up:

"Mr. Ma, it is 880% interest on all the arrears, not 968% interest on the amount you borrowed. You have to pay back 1065 taels on the first day, 1171 taels on the second day, 1100 taels on the third day, and 21 taels on the fourth day. You have to pay back 50 taels. Ma Mansion and Baihua Building are [-] taels. You have [-] taels for jewelry, and you still owe us [-] taels."

Ma Sanhua didn't expect this calculation, and he was so angry that he trembled all over:

"You loan sharks are too cruel, you are really doing harm to people!"

The Living King of Hell put his hands behind his back and looked at him meaningfully:

"Back then, you took the initiative to borrow usury because you wanted to relax quickly, but I didn't force you."

Ma Sanhua stood there blankly, feeling like the whole world had collapsed.

50 taels of silver, where did he get 50 taels from?

Seeing that the filial son was going to search the house again, the Living King of Hell frowned and raised his hand.

The men understood and immediately grabbed him and dragged him out.

Ma Sanhua turned into men on the left and right, one man on top of the other, struggling to get away:

"What are you doing? I'm trying to figure out a way to pay you back. Why are you arresting me?"

The Living King of Hell came close to his ear, and his hoarse voice was like the sound of the underworld:

"Jie Jie Jie, welcome to the underworld, my precious Mr. Ma."

He was nicknamed the Living King of Hell, and the place where the instruments of torture were stacked was naturally called "Underworld".

"You can't do this to me, no! I can still work and earn money, don't do this, no!!!"

Ma Sanhua kicked his legs wildly, feeling sincerely afraid.

Unfortunately, it's all too late.

Three strong men took action together, knocked him unconscious and took him away.

The Living King of Hell stood there, looking up at the sky.

Under the dark night, there are no stars.

He withdrew his gaze and glanced at Mr. Matthew's room.

He immediately stepped through the beaten wooden door and headed to the back room.

At this time, Mr. Ma looked haggard and sat with his back on the bed.

When he saw an unknown visitor, he knew he was a moneylender.