After a while, Jiang He returned to the store with a kitchen knife.

The kitchen knife was thrown on the table with a "clang", and Jiang He pulled a stool and sat down.

took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and spit out a long smoke ring, Jiang He stared at Jiang Zhengqiang expressionlessly, "Say it, old man, what's going on?"

The two "friends" brought back by his father actually smashed the stall as soon as they entered the door, which made Jiang He very annoyed!

"Son, you ...... You...... Murdered?"

Jiang Zhengqiang's face was full of panic, and he didn't seem to have recovered from Jiang He's knife and slashing people.

"it!"

Jiang He snorted angrily and pointed to the kitchen knife on the table, "Look! Do you see that there is a little blood on the kitchen knife? I'm just scaring them!"

With Jiang He's "unparalleled knife technique", it is completely possible to stick the knife to the flesh, but it will not hurt a bit. The feeling of the cold blade cutting through the skin is enough to make people feel chilled!

When Jiang He chased him out just now, he slashed a street with a knife, chased the bald strong man and the tall and thin horse's tail, and slashed at the knife, and the knife passed by the flesh, making the two bastards cry and call their mother!

Therefore, don't look at how fierce and vicious the mixed society is, as long as you are not afraid of him and dare to confront, once you move seriously, they will be cowardly!

"It's good if you don't kill anyone! It's good if you don't kill anyone!"

Jiang Zhengqiang was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You haven't told me yet, what the hell is going on?"

Jiang He stretched out his hand and pointed to the messy shop, "You brought those two people back! Why did they come to smash the stall?"

"I ...... I ......"

Jiang Zhengqiang was in the period of Ai Ai, his face was full of embarrassment, and he didn't know how to speak.

"At this point, you're still going to hide it from me?"

Jiang He's voice was a little high, and there was a bit of anger in his words.

"That...... Son, I'll tell you...... I ......"

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Zhengqiang gritted his teeth and said the final answer: "I...... I lost our house!"

"What?"

Jiang He was stunned for a moment, and stared at Jiang Zhengqiang with puffed eyes, "I didn't hear clearly, do you say it again?"

"I lost our house!"

Jiang Zhengqiang drooped his head, looking like a dead pig.

"You mean ......"

Stretching out his hand and pointing at the store, Jiang He's face was full of shock, "You lost this house?"

"Yes...... Yes!"

Jiang Zhengqiang lowered his head deeply, not daring to look at Jiang He's eyes.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Jiang He gasped heavily, his eyes staring at Jiang Zhengqiang, as if there was a fire churning in his heart.

"Old man, you're really capable!"

The cigarette butt in his hand slammed on the ground, Jiang He's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth, "If you weren't my father, you would have been killed by me!"

"I ......"

Jiang Zhengqiang's neck shrunk, not daring to talk.

Taking a few deep breaths, Jiang He pressed the anger in his heart and calmed himself down.

Things have already happened, anger doesn't help, how to deal with the aftermath is the key.

After calming down, Jiang He found that something was not quite right.

Jiang He's father, Jiang Zhengqiang, is an honest and responsible person, although he usually plays a little card, but losing the house should not be something Jiang Zhengqiang can do.

"Old man, tell me what happened. Tell me where you played the cards and how you lost the house!"

Jiang He took out a bag of "fine white sand", handed one to Jiang Zhengqiang, and said, "I always feel that something is wrong here." ”

"Oh, okay!"

Jiang Zhengqiang took the cigarette, lit it for himself, and then told Jiang He what happened.

"Last night, Lao Liu asked me to go to the 'Hongshan Chong Teahouse' to fight the landlord. Because Lao Zhang, who had made an appointment, didn't come, Lao Liu called the teahouse owner Kun Ye over and made a table. ”

"Master Kun?"

Hearing the name "Kunye", Jiang He frowned.

This Wang Zhikun is a "big brother on the road" who mixes society, has opened several bars and teahouses, and is a famous "social person" in Yuhu District.

My father lost the house, I'm afraid it can't be related to this Wang Zhikun.

"You go on, what's next?"

Jiang He secretly wrote down the name "Wang Zhikun" in his heart, and motioned to Jiang Zhengqiang to let him continue.

"Next, we played cards. Lao Liu said that he would fight the landlord in a piece. I thought it was a dollar, so I agreed. When you check out at the table, you use chips. I didn't know until I was done...... One chip is a thousand dollars!"

"Lao Liu, pig killer Lao Liu?"

Hearing this, Jiang He frowned again.

This Lao Liu, first asked his father to fight the landlord, and then said that he was fighting the landlord of a piece, but he did not explain how much a chip was worth.

It's obvious...... The old man has been cheated!

"I don't know how much a chip is a thousand dollars! Otherwise, how would I have played that big? I ...... I lost 500 chips! That's 500,000!"

Jiang Zhengqiang's eyes were a little red, and his voice was choked, "I've never lost so much money." How can I have so much money? I can't get the money! I owe Kun Ye 500,000 yuan, what can I pay back? Later, ...... Later, I gave the house to Kunye!"

Jiang Zhengqiang stretched out his hand to cover his face and lowered his head deeply.

"Is that so?"

Jiang He glanced at Jiang Zhengqiang and saw that there were still bruises on his face, and he had already guessed the situation in his heart.

The old man was cheated, he lost 500,000 yuan, and he couldn't get the money, and he didn't want to mortgage the property, but he couldn't rely on this account!

Wang Zhikun's mixed society must have made the old man suffer a hardship, and even ...... also threatened Jiang Zhengqiang's life safety with Jiang He, which made the old man give in!

"So, the two bastards who smashed the stall just now were Wang Zhikun's subordinates?"

Jiang He's gaze became cold!

"Well, they're Kunye's men. I mortgaged the house to Kunye, and they came to collect the house for Kunye. ”

Jiang Zhengqiang cried with a sad face, raised his eyes to look at Jiang He, and two lines of tears rolled out of his eyes, "Son, I should die! I lost all the houses in my family! We have nothing! What should we do in the future?"

"It's fine!"

Jiang He smiled and comforted: "Dad, don't worry, I will solve this matter!"

"How will you ......solve it?"

Jiang Zhengqiang was about to ask, when he suddenly saw the kitchen knife on the table, remembering the situation where Jiang He was slashing with the knife just now, he was suddenly shocked, "Son, you must not mess around." It's a crime to kill!"

"I know! I'll reason with them!"

Jiang He nodded, glanced at Jiang Zhengqiang, and said, "Dad, I haven't eaten breakfast yet!

"Uh...... Good!"

Jiang Zhengqiang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got up to cook noodles for Jiang He.

After taking Jiang Zhengqiang away, Jiang He began to think about the ins and outs of this matter.

"This thing...... Apparently a bureau against the old man. It's just that what is Wang Zhikun's purpose in doing this game? Just for this broken house?"

The dilapidated house in Jiang He's family is not worth much at all. Wang Zhikun did such a bureau, just for this house?

"Didi......"

At this time, Jiang He's mobile phone suddenly sounded a message prompt.

When I took out my phone, a news message popped up on the screen.

"Changming Real Estate Company signed a cooperation agreement with the Yuhu District Government to invest heavily in the old city renovation project!"

Seeing this news, Jiang He suddenly realized, "I see! It turns out that it is going to be demolished! No wonder Wang Zhikun will set up a bureau to calculate the old man! The wealth is moving!"

Without demolition, this dilapidated house is worthless. Once demolished, this dilapidated house will be worth at least a few million!

Make a game, pit a handful, and you can make millions of dollars by changing hands. How could Wang Zhikun not do this kind of thing? Moreover, isn't an honest person like Jiang Zhengqiang the best target?

"Wang Zhikun, your abacus is very fine. Merely...... You shouldn't mess with me!"

A sneer appeared on Jiang He's cold face, and his eyes became cold and sharp!