"What's not grand?"

Jiang He waved his hand nonchalantly, "I'm not all the way with you. If you don't mess with me, I won't bother to mind your business!"

The house was taken back, and the anger came out, Jiang He carried a leather bag, pulled up Jiang Zhengqiang, who was still in a daze, and turned around and left the "Hongshan Chong Teahouse".

"Son...... Son, we ...... Got the house back so easily?"

Along the way, Jiang Zhengqiang still found it hard to believe.

Is his own son so powerful? Wang Zhikun, a very powerful "social person", is so vulnerable?

Jiang Zhengqiang never dreamed that his son would be so strong!

Don't...... The son is really a once-in-a-century martial arts wizard in the legend?

"How hard do you think it is?"

Jiang He shook his head with a smile, "Wang Zhikun is just a village tyrant at most, and it is okay to be the king and hegemon in the area of Wenxing Street." To be more serious, he is not even a 'social person'!"

"But...... Son, you have injured so many people, what if Wang Zhikun calls the police? Will you be arrested?"

At this time, Jiang Zhengqiang was a little worried. Wounding so many people, it's a crime!

"No! he didn't dare call the police!"

Jiang He didn't care about this, "Dad, many of the things Wang Zhikun did were not very formal, and he didn't dare to call the police at all! Besides, I was also measured! Those people just fainted, and the injuries were not serious!"

There is another reason, Jiang He did not tell his father clearly. That's ...... Wang Zhikun dared to call the police to arrest Jiang He? Wasn't he afraid of Jiang He's retaliation?

"Oh!

When Jiang Zhengqiang heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Moments later, the two made their way home!

"Dad, you put these things away!"

Back at home, Jiang He handed the leather bag he was carrying to Jiang Zhengqiang, "You open it first, if my estimate is correct, it should be more than our family's real estate mortgage contract!"

"Anything else?"

Jiang Zhengqiang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly opened the purse.

In the purse, in addition to the mortgage contract of the property, there is also a bank card!

"Son, this is ......"

Jiang Zhengqiang held the bank card, the look on his face was very shocked, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"Wang Zhikun's apology is just a gift!"

Jiang He waved his hand at his father, "Dad, you can take it! If we don't accept it, I'm afraid Wang Zhikun won't be able to sleep well!"

"This ...... This...... Is it appropriate?"

Jiang Zhengqiang was still hesitating.

"What's inappropriate? It's not appropriate if you don't accept it! If you don't accept it, it means that I have to continue to clean him up. You have to take him to feel at ease!"

Jiang He smiled, glanced at his father, and raised his head, "Dad, from today onwards, no one in this area of Wenxing Street will dare to mess with us!

"What master? I'm a small businessman, and I dare to call me a master?"

Jiang Zhengqiang sighed, shook his head for a while, and thought to himself: "My son's ability, I don't know if it's good or bad!"

......

Hongshan Chong teahouse!

Wang Zhikun dragged his two severely painful arms back to the office on the third floor.

Sitting on the sofa in the office, Wang Zhikun was angry and annoyed, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated.

"I've been moldy for eight lifetimes! Why did I take such an errand? I thought it was a soft persimmon, but it turned out to be a tyrannosaurus. Damn it!"

Scolding in his mouth, Wang Zhikun endured the severe pain, took out his mobile phone with difficulty, and made a call.

His arm was broken by Jiang He, and the action of dialing was so painful that the corners of Wang Zhikun's mouth twitched.

The call was answered quickly!

"Hey, Xiao Wang, what are you looking for me?"

There was a burst of Mandarin on the phone with a strange tone. The person on the other end of the line didn't seem to speak much Mandarin.

"Boss Zhao, the house you wanted, I'...... I didn't get it! I messed up!"

Wang Zhikun cried and explained to people: "Boss Zhao, the Jiang family you are talking about is not simple! Although Jiang Zhengqiang is not worth mentioning, his son is simply a bad star! I can't afford to provoke him at all!"

"Huh, what's going on?"

The voice on the other side of the phone suddenly became urgent, and it seemed that the person on the other side was very interested in the matter of "Evil Star".

"Jiang Zhengqiang's son, Jiang He, is simply not human!

Thinking of Jiang He's great power just now, Wang Zhikun still has palpitations.

"Boss Zhao, that Jiang He, is too powerful, too capable of fighting! These brothers under my command, more than a dozen people beat him, and they are not opponents at all. My brothers were all wounded, and even I had two arms broken!"

"I'm sorry! Boss Zhao. I can't get the house you want! I can't do it!"

"Jiang He, he knocked down a dozen of you by himself, and injured all of you?"

I don't know if I'm shocked that Jiang He is so capable of fighting. Boss Zhao's voice became a little higher, and there was a faint tremor in his voice.

"Yes! He's so powerful! Boss Zhao, I really can't do this! I'm sorry!"

Wang Zhikun's face was full of bitterness and regret! If it weren't for Boss Zhao's high price, how could I have cheated Jiang Zhengqiang? How could I provoke that terrifying guy from Jiang He?

"Okay!

On the other side of the phone, Boss Zhao's voice became flat, "Then that's it!

......

At this moment, in a high-end suite at the Tancheng Hotel.

A tall, dark-skinned middle-aged man hung up the phone with a frown.

This person is obviously the "Boss Zhao" contacted by Wang Zhikun.

"Jiang He?one to ten?hehe! Very good! Very good!"

Boss Zhao walked to the window, stretched out his hand to open the curtains, and looked at the busy street outside, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

"I found hundreds of people surnamed Jiang in Tancheng, and finally found something......! You're the one I'm looking for!"

Boss Zhao's gaze became deeper, and the look in his eyes ...... It seems to be a surprise, and it seems to be a surprise, and it is unpredictable!

"Balu, go and meet!

Reaching out to close the curtains, Boss Zhao looked back behind him.

Behind Boss Zhao, on the sofa in the room, there was a black man.

The black man, named "Baru", was short, thin, and had a mess of strange patterns tattooed on his face.

"Yes!"

Hearing Boss Zhao's order, Balu instantly rushed out of the sofa, his short and thin body, as agile as a cheetah!

"Boss, are you going to live or die?"

Balu pulled out a strange recurved scimitar from his waist and grinned, Bai Sensen's teeth seemed to shine with a cold light.

"Do it all!

Boss Zhao's eyes were indifferent!