The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the chickens are crowing and the dogs are stealing.

Gangbuk Huining Park.

At 10:30 p.m., the aunts who had been square dancing all night went home early to put their grandchildren to bed.

At this time, there was not even a ghost in the park.

Even if there are really ghosts, if Leng Buding sees a few people hanging from the tree, I'm afraid he will have to die again in fright.

Zhang Qingyang, Chen Fatzi, and other high-level personnel of the Wangjiang Branch, a total of eight people, have been hanging from the tree for nearly three hours.

Eight people, each with a black cloth over their eyes.

Zhang Qingyang has the blood of the Zhang family flowing in his body, so he is treated very well, and he is hung alone on a crooked-necked tree.

The other seven people were hung from a tree, and they looked like seven gourd babies from a distance.

When it first started.

Several of them were still showing off their might, swearing at the air.

Later, he may have lost his strength, and he didn't say a word for nearly an hour.

On a chair not far away.

Zhang Xiao'an sat there, crossed Erlang's legs, and quietly watched them hang from the tree and swing.

The wind in the north at night is still very strong.

Occasionally, a small breeze blew, and even a tonnage player like Chen Fatzi had to float twice in the air.

After looking at the time, I felt that it was almost dry.

Zhang Xiaoan threw away the Coke bottle in his hand, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards Zhang Qingyang and the others with leisurely steps.

"Dash...... Da ...... Da ......"

Listen to the footsteps getting closer.

Zhang Qingyang suddenly became energetic.

"Do you know who I am? I am a member of the Zhang family, and Zhang Youzhi is my grandfather! Zhang Huaili is my dad! ”

I'm still your ancestor when I step on a horse!

"If you don't want to die, let me go as soon as possible, and I'll treat it as if today's incident didn't happen, or I'll ...... on horseback."

Suddenly feeling a sharp object on his belly, Zhang Qingyang immediately swallowed the rest of the words.

Both legs are visibly shaking.

"Say, why don't you continue?" Zhang Xiaoan asked in a low voice.

Zhang Qingyang was silent.

"Brother, if you are in it for money, you can say a number, I really advise you not to touch our Zhang family's little son, you will not be ......able to bear the consequences."

Zhang Xiaoan picked up a stone and flicked his thumb into the face of the interjector.

Directly hit it with a muffled snort and fainted.

"It's not honest to be hung on a tree, it's too talkative!"

Zhang Xiaoan pushed forward the wooden stick in his hand that he had sharpened:

"Ask you a few questions and answer me truthfully, but if you dare to tell a lie, we will go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife."

"You...... You ask......" Zhang Qingyang's tone softened a little.

"Have you ever a man and a woman?"

“…… Yes? Zhang Qingyang was stunned.

"Ah what, what do you ask, have you messed with the relationship between men and women?"

"There is ......"

"How many did you get?"

Zhang Qingyang tried to recall: "Count...... I can't count ......."

This answer was expected by Zhang Xiaoan.

Rich second generation!

How can there be a shortage of women if you have money, just drive a luxury car to the door of the bar and stop, and some women take the initiative to pounce on the car.

You can't kick out even if you kick your hair out.

"Are there any minors or those you forced?"

"No ......"

Zhang Xiaoan poked him twice with a wooden stick: "To be honest." ”

"Not really...... I'm not short of money, I never do that kind of thing, it's all girls who soak me ......"

"Hehe, you're quite proud." Zhang Xiaoan asked again: "Eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, smoking, what are the things?" ”

"Prostitution...... I haven't done anything except the occasional prostitute! It's true! ”

Zhang Qingyang's performance at this time can't be said to be backbone, and he is simply home.

Zhang Xiaoan looked at him a little angry, endured it without having a seizure, and continued to ask: "Is it just once in a while?" ”

"Yes, yes, it's only once or twice a month, and the rest are all rushed to soak me and delivered to the door by myself."

"Okay, do you usually bully people? Have you ever been a spiritual guy? ”

“…… There is no ......"

"You lied, I stabbed you." Zhang Xiaoan held the wooden stick and pushed forward a little bit: "Do you feel the pain, I'm going to prick your flesh!" ”

"Dang! I did! When I went to school! Zhang Qingyang struggled violently and explained: "When I was in school, I collected protection money, and whoever dared to beat him if he didn't give it to me, but that was many years ago." ”

"In recent years, you haven't walked sideways in society?" Zhang Xiaoan asked with some disbelieving.

"I'm so nervous now, I can't remember a lot of things, why are you asking these questions, big brother?"

Zhang Xiaoan poked out a small wooden stick: "Call Brother Ji Mao, call Ancestor!" ”

"Ancestor, are you my ancestor?!!!

It's good that Zhang Qingyang didn't scream, but after he finished calling, Zhang Xiaoan's anger "soared" and rushed up.

raised his hand and hit Zhang Qingyang's ass several times.

"If you call you, you can call it, why are you so spineless! What a fucking shame on the old Zhang family, I'll fuck your ancestors! ”

Thinking that Zhang Xiaoan was crisscrossing the cultivation world back then, who didn't tremble when he saw him? Everyone is scared like a grandson.

Even if it is a descendant of the Zhang family in the later stage, just take out one at random, which one is not the dragon and phoenix among the people who stand alone?

Now look at Zhang Qingyang, let him call the ancestor, without hesitation at all.

His spineless behavior makes people feel more angry than his mistakes.

"I know who you are." A sentence suddenly popped out of Fat Chen's mouth.

Zhang Xiaoan stopped beating his eldest grandson and looked up at Chen Fatzi: "Who am I?" ”

"You are the son-in-law of the Mingjun Group, the person who beat Qingyang at the Carlton Hotel that day, your name is Zhang Xiaoan." As soon as Chen Fatzi heard the word ancestor, he immediately thought of the day when Zhang Xiaoan beat Zhang Qingyang in the private room, and asked the other party to call him ancestor.

"And what if I don't?"

"You must be, hehe, young man, I have put pressure on your group in the past two days, it is true that your group is not happy, but your means of solving the problem are a little too extreme, have you thought about how to deal with the aftermath?"

"In fact, there is no contradiction between us that we can't get over, and we can sit together and have a good chat."

After all, Chen Fatzi is the person in charge of the Zhang family's branch in Wangjiang, and he has the ability, he is calm in trouble, and he can grasp the key points when he speaks.

He will not provoke Zhang Xiao'an, nor will he appear to be flustered.

"You're calm, fatty?"

If the anger against Zhang Qingyang comes from family affection, it is the kind of anger that hates iron but not steel.

That Zhang Xiao'an's anger towards Chen Fatzi has nothing to do with family affection.

To put it mildly.

To put it bluntly, Chen Fatzi is a housekeeper of the Zhang family, responsible for managing the business of Wangjiang.

In general.

The young master of the family is causing trouble outside, and the housekeeper must go to deal with the aftermath as soon as possible, and then go to report the situation to the head of the family, and cooperate with the head of the family to educate the little master well and let him be a good man.

But Fat Chen didn't do it.

He blindly connived at Zhang Qingyang, and the final result was to let the Zhang family be ruined in the hands of juniors.

So much so that the entire family was ruined, and the foundation of hundreds of years was ruined, and they had to be pointed at and scolded by their ancestors.

It may be that Zhang Xiaoan thinks too seriously about the problem and makes a bit of a fuss.

But it doesn't matter!

He just saw that Chen Fat Man was unhappy, very unhappy.

Need a reason to want to hit someone?

Ordinary people may need.

But Zhang Xiaoan doesn't need it!

"After all, I'm almost fifty years old, and I hope we can sit down and resolve the conflict between our two families calmly......"

"I can't sit down, I want to clean you up today." Zhang Xiaoan said unreasonably.

Chen Fatzi also replied:

"Hehe, then come on, I'll take it."