You must know that he is also a martial arts master, how can a guy like Tang Shenghua with a full stomach be his opponent.

If it weren't for the hard persuasion of Wen Jingzhi and others, I was afraid that Tang Shenghua would be beaten to death on the spot.

"Bastard, you have to fucking die!"

"I can't kill you!"

After being persuaded to leave, Sun Heizi still didn't understand his hatred, and gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Black, black, I, I just want to ask!"

"Me, who the hell am I messing with?"

"Are you all-eaters? Can't even deal with a hillbilly? ”

Tang Shenghua asked with a crying voice, full of grievances and unwillingness.

"What hillbilly!"

"He's the Marquis of Qin!"

Sun Heizi looked at this idiot and roared angrily.

"Qin Hou?"

"What's wrong with Qin Hou? Isn't it just defeating a foreign fighter? What's the big deal, give you a 100 million, and you don't dare to move? ”

Tang Shenghua wiped a handful of nosebleeds, and his heart became more and more aggrieved.

Before the words fell, Tang Jiaming on the side snatched it and covered Tang Shenghua's mouth.

"Dad, Dad, I beg you, stop talking!"

"Qin Hou is the god of death, the god of death who killed Hong Zhaoli!"

Tang Jiaming's mouth was toothless, and the voice he came out was indistinct, but Tang Shenghua still heard it clearly.

"Death?"

"He's the Grim Reaper!"

Tang Shenghua's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief.

He has been in the United States for a long time and rarely returns to China, and he does not have much impression of the Marquis of Jiangdong Qin.

But when it comes to death, it's all too familiar.

Qin Yi killed Hong Zhaoli in one fell swoop and reorganized the Hong Gang, which can be described as shocking overseas.

Tang Shenghua is even a fan of the Grim Reaper, and he is highly respected!

Originally, I wanted to wait for the implementation of my son and Wen Xueyan's affairs, and then go back to find contacts and ask for a glimpse of death.

I never thought that the true God was right in front of me!

Now that I think about it, people have treated him like a fart from the beginning.

It's really shameless for him to jump up and down here, trying in vain to challenge the authority of the god of death.

Tang Shenghua regretted that his intestines were all green, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, completely stunned.

What he had to think about now was how to survive.

Qin Yi's identity lit up, and Wen Jing's two mouths were also dizzy.

In their eyes, the family is poor, and it is even likely to be the Wuxian Tubaozi who "flies on the grass", and he is actually a legend in Jiangdong.

But they couldn't be happy at all!

Especially Wen Jingzhi!

His ideal son-in-law is a gentle university professor or an outstanding scientific researcher, no matter how bad he is a lawyer or a doctor!

At least I can give my daughter a stable home.

Who is Qin Hou?

In the streets and alleys of Dongzhou, that is the rumored God of Killing, the Demon King of Murder!

Such people, they can't afford to climb high, they can't afford to offend, but they don't want to associate with each other!

Even if Li Sumei has a snobbish heart and longs for her daughter to soar, she doesn't dare to hand over her daughter to such a big man!

"That's it!"

"It's time for this farce to end!"

"Sun Heizi, do you still need me to explain the rules? Go and wait in the yard! ”

"By the way, take these two pieces of garbage with you."

Qin Yi waved his hand and commanded.

"Yes!"

"Master Hou!"

Sun Heizi trembled, like a lost dog, lowered his head, and walked out tremblingly.

Soon I heard Sun Heizi's terrible screams outside the door!

Everyone was frightened, and they all looked at Qin Yi.

"Phew!"

"It's finally quiet, Uncle Wen, I'm sorry to disturb your purity."

Qin Yi turned around, changed his arrogant attitude, and said with a smile as calm as water.

"No, don't dare!"

Li Sumei smiled unnaturally and responded.

"Mr. Wen, Marquis Qin is sincere to your Xiaoyan, and our uncle and nephew are here to be witnesses today."

Yin Zhuoran put down the tea bowl, walked over, and laughed loudly.

"Xiao Qin...... No, Qin Hou, you are the dragon among people, I'm afraid that our Xueyan is not worthy of you. ”

"To be honest, I don't have any requirements for my daughter, just be safe."

"Besides, she's still young, and I think it's better to focus on her studies!"

Wen Jingzhi waved his hand and sighed.

After speaking, he took out the congratulatory gift that Qin Yi gave yesterday from the inner room, and returned it: "Qin Hou's gift is too valuable, and the Wen family can't afford to accept it. ”

"Qin Hou, it seems that my face as the leader of the provincial party committee is not good for Mr. Wen!"

"It seems that we still have to ask Mrs. Song to come out."

Yin Zhuoran couldn't help laughing when he saw Wen Jingzhi's blatant refusal.

"Dad, Mom, don't be deceived by the rumors in the world, Qin Yi is a very upright person, he has done a lot of good things, he is a real benevolent ......"

Wen Xueyan was anxious to argue.

"Enough!"

"Wen Jue, take your sister down!"

Wen Jingzhi rarely scolded her daughter.

Wen Jue shrugged his shoulders at Qin Yi, dragged Wen Xueyan and dragged him down.

Qin Yi's face was still calm!

He's waiting for someone.

As long as she comes, I believe she will be able to convince Wen Jingzhi.

At this time, the creak of locking the car came from outside the yard again.

Song Rujun and Qin Wenren got out of the car with gifts and walked into the Wen house.

"Mrs. Song?"

As soon as they met, Li Sumei recognized her.

"Sumei, Mr. Shizuyuki, it's been a long time."

"The last time we met, it was the flood in Wu County in 96, at the celebrity fundraising party."

"I remember that Mr. Jingzhi and Su Mei donated a huge sum of money to donate a million dollars at that time, and every time I think of it, Ru Jun remembers it vividly."

Song Rujun smiled kindly.

"Yes, at that time, Ru Jun was still the deputy county magistrate of Wu County, but now you are the richest man in our Jiangdong, and the angel charity fund has rescued countless people, and this kindness is far higher than the sky."

Li Sumei took her hand, sat down, and talked like a sister.

"Mrs. Song, what's the matter, like Mr. Yin, you are also a lobbyist invited by Qin Hou?"

Wen Jingzhi asked lightly on the side.

"Mr. Yin, I'm here to be a witness, and I'm not a lobbyist, but I'm not a lobbyist."

"Qin Yi is my son, don't you have to worry about being a mother?"

Song Rujun said with a smile.

"What? Lady Song is the mother of Qin Hou? ”

Li Sumei and Wen Jingzhi were shocked at the same time.

"Yes, Wenren has not been in good health over the years, I am busy with everything and neglect to discipline my son, if he has any rudeness or offense, please forgive me."

Song Rujun said.

Wen Jingzhi and Li Sumei looked at each other, were silent for a moment, and said, "Rujun, let's talk inside." ”

After saying that, the three of them went upstairs.

Qin Yi was not worried at all, with his mother's character and being an old friend of Li Sumei, it was not a problem to convince them at all.

Sure enough, an hour later, the three of them went downstairs talking and laughing.

"Xueyan, your parents agree that you have a relationship with Qin Yi!"

"Xiaoyi, you have to take good care of Xiaoyan in the future, she has to suffer a little grievance, and your aunt and I can't spare you."

Song Rujun walked up to Wen Xueyan, took her hand, handed it to Qin Yi, and said with a smile.

"Mom, Uncle Wen, Auntie, don't worry!"

Qin Yi held Wen Xueyan's hand and nodded resolutely, the word rest assured already represented his commitment to the second elder.

Everyone hurriedly congratulated in unison and witnessed this happy moment.

(End of chapter)