Jiang Hu has a nickname, called Thirteen Knives.

Although after the completion of the Baolong Building, no one dared to call him by his nickname in person.

But on the underworld in the old city, there is still a story of the Thirteen Knives.

It is said that in order to fight for the position that year, he carried a pig-killing knife alone, from the east of Qili Bridge all the way to the west of Qili Bridge, and fell more than a dozen people, and he also left thirteen scars on his body.

Although under the protection of that nobleman, he established the Baolong Company, especially after the completion of this Baolong Building, he no longer fought and killed as before, and even the business of the demolition company that made sure that he did not lose money was handed over to his subordinates, and he himself became one of the top ten philanthropists in Los Angeles, a member of the Los Angeles City Political Consultative Conference, and people who did not know the truth thought that he had put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the spot.

However, he has always felt that he still has the blood of thirteen knives in his bones!

Therefore, when he heard Ye Ren's words, the muscles on Jiang Hu's face trembled.

He turned to grabbing the female anchor's hair and flung it to the side, took out a gun from the drawer, loaded it and opened the safety in one go, then put the gun against Ye Ren's head, gritted his teeth and said, "Kneel down immediately, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Ye Ren played with the ashtray made of crystal and smiled.

The next moment, he jumped up violently, grabbed Jiang Hu's wrist holding the gun with one hand, shook it slightly, and the gun fell to the ground. With the other hand, he clenched his fingers into a fist, slammed him in the face, and then pressed him to the executive desk, picked up the ashtray in his hand, and hit him five or six times in a row.

It wasn't until the ashtray was broken that Ye Ren straightened his collar and sat back in his chair.

"You've got thirty seconds left. ”

Jiang Hu slowly raised his head.

The bridge of the nose has been broken, the mouth has been crooked, and there are a few front teeth that cannot be removed from the executive table.

He looked at Ye Ren silently with the blood of his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Twenty seconds left. ”

Ye Ren didn't know when there was another fountain pen in his hand that emitted a faint cold light.

Jiang Hu's eyelids trembled for a while, and then he realized that he had bumped into the legendary master.

He picked up the phone on the table, glanced at Ye Ren, and saw that he had no objection, so he pulled out a cornet with trembling fingers: "Take the surname Ye to my office, hurry up!"

After speaking, he quickly hung up, looked up at the electronic clock on the wall, the time was just right, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"How could you be beaten if you were so cooperative?" Ye Ren smiled.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Hu knew that he still had ten minutes to go, so he temporarily stabilized his flustered mind.

He pulled a large handful of tissues, trying to wipe away the blood that had come into his eyes.

The original intention was to earn back a little face and show his bloody nature in front of this uninvited guest, but unfortunately, he was not the thirteen knives of the year after all, and the sharp pain when the tissue wiped the wound made his face pale and tremble, so he didn't scream.

"Ye Cunde's son, Ye Ren!"

Ye Ren responded flatly.

“……”

Jiang Hu had just wiped his forehead, and soon beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out.

He already had a premonition that he was going to be miserable.

The subordinates are very neat.

A few minutes after the phone called, someone outside pushed an old man with gray hair and walked in scolding all the way.

As soon as Jiang Hu saw the old man's miserable condition, the corners of his lips couldn't help twitching.

Ye Ren also slowly stood up.

He looked at this thin old man with sunken eyes, scars on his face, and only a big pair of pants around him, and he almost didn't recognize that this was his father!

The pen in his hand was pinched off because he had used it too much.

"Mr. Jiang, did the dead old woman move away?"

A young man with dyed blonde hair pushed Ye Cunde and walked in, and when he saw Song Jian lying on the ground, he was stunned: "This, what's going on?"

Jiang Hu glanced at Ye Ren's violently trembling back, he really didn't bother to say anything more, and commanded weakly: "Get out, it's none of your business." ”

It's a pity that it's too late!

Ye Ren thudged half of the fountain pen in his hand and inserted it into the face of the yellow-haired youth, and then took a step, stretched out his hand to support his father, and raised a foot to kick the yellow-haired young man's face.

The yellow-haired youth screamed, flew up like a kite with only a broken string, crossed the empty and uninhabited office area outside, knocked down several potted plants in a row, slammed into the opposite wall, and bounced heavily to the ground.

simply passed out neatly.

"Ye Shao, can you listen to my explanation?"

The tragic situation of his subordinates made Jiang Hu instinctively take two steps back.

He held a katana in his hand, his body was tightly pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, his legs trembled violently, and he begged, "Ye Shao, can you listen to my explanation?"

Ye Ren didn't even look at him.

Helping his shocked father to sit down slowly, he took off his coat and draped it over his body, turned around and poured a cup of hot tea and held it to his father.

"You, you're a junior?"

It was only at this time that Ye Cunde came to his senses and asked tentatively.

Ye Ren nodded: "Dad, it's me, I'm back." ”

"Then this is ......"

"It's nothing, my mother asked me to pick you up, soon, I will explain a few words to Mr. Jiang, and I will leave immediately. ”

He gently hugged his skinny father, wiped his reddened eyes, and turned to Jiang Hu, who was holding a katana, but was completely paralyzed in the corner and couldn't even stand up.

"Mr. Jiang, I have always been a man of words. ”

Jiang Hu wished that there was a crack in the ground that would allow him to get into it immediately.

The calmer Ye Ren's tone, the stronger the chill it brought him.

The chill soaked his mind, froze his blood, and made him unable to rise the slightest courage to resist.

"Ye Shao, can you listen to my explanation?"

Jiang Hu pounced and knelt down.

Next to her, the female anchor Cha Cha, who had been watching silently, was dumbfounded.

This is the Jiang Hu who stamped his feet and made the old city tremble?

This is the famous thirteen knives on the underworld in Los Angeles?

It turns out that he is just a dead pervert with a fat face and a filthy belly!

But this young man who walked slowly over, his figure was so tall, so powerful, like a mountain, pressed on her body, and her heart made her face flush and almost breathless......

Ye Ren walked up to Jiang Hu.

Stretched out his hand and pulled out the katana in Jiang Hu's hand, gently placed it on the table next to him, turned to squat down, held his cold and trembling hands, sighed, and said, "Mr. Jiang, these fingers of yours are not enough to compensate!"

"Ye Shao, can you listen to my explanation?" Jiang Hu muttered these words repeatedly in his mouth, and he was about to be scared silly.

When a person is rich and rich for a long time, he will become life-saving.

No matter how much he thought he was thirteen knives, he would never have the courage to pick up a knife and slash all over the streets and alleys.

Ye Ren shook his head: "Remember to inform your people, within three days, gather enough hundred fingers to put here, and I will come to fetch them." ”

"Click!"

Jiang Hu's hands were strangely pressed together, and his ten fingers were intertwined at different angles.

He stared at his hand for a long time before he realized something.

"Ah......h

A scream of pain that would only come from the extreme.

Ye Ren patted him lightly twice on the face and advised, "This is a deposit, but don't forget it." ”

After saying that, he got up and helped his father to walk outside.

Behind him, Jiang Hu's screams gradually disappeared, and he looked at Ye Ren's back with red eyes, his face full of resentment.

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you!"

Ye Ren, who walked to the door, suddenly turned around and startled him.

"Your subordinate named Song Jian is a road idiot, when he brought me here, what a good baby kindergarten, experimental three elementary schools, Dongcheng villa These places went around a lot, and it was not easy to find this Baolong Building. ”

Before the resentment on Jiang Hu's face could be contained, he froze......

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