Speaking of Hanfu, it can be regarded as a big family in the ancient city, and in recent years, it has done some greening, built an economic house or something, although it is not as good as a large company like Guohao Group, but it can be regarded as one of the best bosses in the ancient city.

"What do you say about this?" Ma Ziming kicked his foot on Han Hongwei's back.

Han Hongwei was so frightened that he screamed, and the wind under the mountain had already blown Han Hongwei's long hair.

"What do you say, what do you do?" Han Fu on the other end of the phone was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat, he was just such a son as Han Hongwei, if he was harmed by this group of ruffians, he would really be dead, and now he had to agree no matter what Ma Ziming said.

"I, Ma Ziming, am a reasonable person, your nephew smashed my brother's stall, lost money, beat someone, and came to apologize."

"Okay, okay, so I will compensate the Wang family 300,000 yuan, and let the child apologize in person." Han Fu wiped his forehead, "Do you see it?" ”

"500,000, I want you to come to the door to apologize in person!" Ma Ziming's attitude was resolute, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

"This..." Han Fu was a little hesitant, because of this trivial matter, he had to come to the door to apologize, which was embarrassing.

"Don't speak." Ma Ziming shouted at the funeral Biao: "Throw it down." ”

When Han Hongwei heard this, he was frightened and roared, "Dad, you promise him quickly." ”

Fu Biao had already lifted Han Hongwei up.

"Ahh "Han Hongwei looked at the cliff hundreds of feet deep and screamed in fright.

"I promise." After saying that, Han Fu sat on the ground, his only weakness was his son, and he would never allow his son to have the slightest accident.

Ma Ziming put down his mobile phone with satisfaction, and Han Hongwei was pulled from the edge of the cliff to the Jinbei car.

"Han Jie's turn!" Ma Ziming walked into Han Jie as he spoke.

Han Jie, who was stopped by a few big men, trembled with fright, "Don't come here, don't come here." ”

Han Jie, who originally didn't believe that Ma Ziming dared to do anything to him, saw Ma Ziming put himself on the edge of the cliff, and Han Jie cried when he saw the coffin.

"Don't worry." Ma Ziming kept fiddling with his mobile phone in his hand, "I just want to kick you down." ”

As soon as Han Jie heard Ma Ziming say that he was going to kick him down, his heart almost didn't jump out, and he immediately imagined in his mind that he had fallen from Lin Xishan.

"Grandpa, spare your life!" A warm current flowed out from under Han Jie's crotch.

Ma Ziming squatted down beside Han Jie and turned his head off the cliff.

"Smack!" Ma Ziming gave him a slap on the left side of his cheek: "You dare to come out and mix with you!" ”

"Smack!" Ma Ziming slapped him on the right side of his cheek again, "Do you want to be cowardly?" ”

"Hmmm! Well! Well! Han Jie nodded like pounding garlic, "I'm cowardly, I'm just a grandson, grandpa, you went around me!" ”

Han Jie shouted with a crying voice, "I don't want to die yet." After speaking, tears fell from his eyes.

"Bang!" Han Jie, who was already kneeling on the ground, slammed his head on the ground, "Spare me!" ”

"Phew!" Wang Xiaohu spit on Han Jie's face, "You coward, aren't you quite arrogant when you beat my father?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." Han Jie shook his head desperately.

"Tom!" Wang Xiaohu pulled Han Jie away from the edge of the cliff.

"Tom!" Wang Xiaohu kicked Han Jie to his stomach, and stepped forward to beat Han Jie with another punch.

Han Jie stared at the blood on his head, gritting his teeth and begging for mercy.

Wang Xiaohu beat Han Jie for no less than ten minutes.

"Did you cool off?" Ma Ziming touched Wang Xiaohu's head.

"Hmm!" Wang Xiaohu nodded.

"Remember, don't make trouble for me in the future." Ma Ziming threw the cigarette butt off the cliff, and the light of the cigarette butt crossed the dark night sky like a meteor.

"Let's go." Ma Ziming took Wang Xiaohu into the car.

"Wow! ・・・Wow! ・・・Wow! ・・・"The three Jinbei cars closed their doors one after another and drove all the way down the mountain.

"Brother, it's really domineering." Huang Lin stretched out his thumb to Ma Ziming.

The ** brother on the side smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

"That's right, ** brother." Tomorrow you ask Judd to bring someone over and decorate it for me.

"Ahh Brother was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Ah! I see. ”

"Hmmm! Well! Ma Ziming nodded.

The Jinbei car stopped at the door of the sunset KTV again, and Han Hongwei and Han Jie were thrown to the ground.

"Wow!" Fu Biao pulled the car door, and the Jinbei car started slowly, "Grass, a smell of urine." ”

"Han Hongwei, that kid peeed?" Huang Lin looked at Han Hongwei outside the window.

"It's Han Jie." Fu Biao said as he opened the car glass and took a sip.

"It's not a thief shouting to catch a thief!" Huang Lin said in a strange way.

"Smack!" Fu Biao slapped Huang Lin's head, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"What the hell are you hitting me! Anyway, I'm a big brother. Huang Lin protested.

"It's okay, your little brother is in the car behind, no shame." Ma Ziming made up for Huang Lin ruthlessly.

"That's not going to work!" Before Huang Lin could speak, the mouse's claws had already reached into Huang Lin's clothes.

"Ahh Huang Lin let out a woman-like scream: "You are a dead pervert, you scared me to death." ”

"Hahaha..." Everyone in the Jinbei car laughed.

"Brother Pony, where are we going!" The little brother in the driver's seat asked.

"Send Xiaohu home first, let his family rest assured, and then let's go to the night market for barbecue." Ma Ziming said with a smile.

"Niu Nose, Brother Pony has a treat for barbecue!" The younger brothers shouted.

"I want to go too." Wang Xiaohu pouted and said unhappily.

"It's too late, you have to go to school tomorrow, when you grow up! When the time comes, I'll take you to the kiln. Ha ha! Fu Biao touched Wang Xiaohu's head.

"You're out, now it's not called a kiln, it's called Yaochi." After Wang Xiaohu said this, the whole car laughed.

Everyone knows that Fu Biao is watching the scene in Yaochi, and everyone knows what Yaochi is doing.

"The stinky boy knows a lot." Fu Biao pulled Wang Xiaohu's head.

"Hey, hey!" Wang Xiaohu touched his head proudly.

The Jinbei car was parked in the civilian street, and Ma Ziming sent Wang Xiaohu home.

Wang Zhijun and his wife, who were standing anxiously waiting at the door of the house, hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Ma Ziming didn't say much, just said casually, "Tomorrow they will apologize to you." ”

After speaking, Ma Ziming turned around and got into the car, and the Jinbei car drove away.

"Ahh Wang Zhijun was also stunned, "What's the matter, Xiaohu." ”

Wang Xiaohu said proudly: "You just wait to count the money!" After saying that, he walked into the house.

At the barbecue stall in the night market of the railway station in the ancient city, Ma Ziming and others are making skewers, eating meat and drinking.

At this moment, in the hospital in the ancient city area, Han Jie, who was covered in gauze, cried out when he saw his uncle Han Fu aggrieved, in the end, Han Jie was able to mix in this acre and three points of land in the ancient city because many people gave Han Fu face.

"Uncle!" Hearing Han Jie's shouting, Han Fu was sad, and then looked at his son who was almost stupid.