As one of the most famous communities in Shuangliu District, Chishui Home is definitely a symbol of status and identity. Anyone who can live in it is either rich or noble.

It is said that this community was specially created by Jincheng's old powerful "Child Gang" spent a lot of money to make a "big energy" in Shangjing a few years ago. Unfortunately, the powerful and poor team was not lucky enough to choose the wrong queue and suffered a blow. As a horseman, the Chi Gang was even more suppressed, so it was unable to recover and its glory was no longer there.

Although the Chi Gang failed to successfully climb the dragon and support the phoenix, he also earned a lot of money with this community.

Villa No. 8 is known as the King of Chishui Home, and the environment and decoration can be imagined.

As he drove slowly on the green and forested passage, Wang Junqi's extremely nervous mood slowly calmed down.

Since things have reached this point, no matter success or failure, they must develop step by step.

If he can do it, he will save at least five years of dormant. If he loses, he will be in exile again, just like he escaped from Chongshi.

Soon after coming to the European-style villa, Wang Junqi held a large bag of gifts with a smile on his face and rang the doorbell.

"It's Mr. Wang. Xiaozhu is not at home. I wonder what you have to do?"

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman in her forties. Although she was already middle-aged, the woman was well maintained. Her skin was fair and tight, her hair was shiny, and under her slender eyebrows were a pair of eyes that looked like jade. With a slim dress, you don’t have to think that she was definitely a beauty when she was young.

"Aunt Duan, I'm here to visit you specifically."

Wang Junqi squeezed out a smile.

The woman is Su Yu's biological mother. He has been with Luo Tian once before, and he is hard to be familiar with her.

"Ah... Come in, I'll call Xiaozhu and ask him to come back immediately."

After the woman hesitated for a few seconds, the goalkeeper Wang Junqi let in.

Not long after the two entered the house, Wang Junqi's subordinates came to the door and waited as explained in advance. What he didn't know was that the three balls were moving quickly and followed.

As a professional "grave-drawing" player, Sanqiu may not be as talented as his brother in terms of guns, but hiding and tracking are definitely not for construction. While no one is paying attention, this guy climbed onto a sycamore tree opposite the villa like a monkey, using branches and leaves as cover, and observing the surroundings openly.

At night, a BMW sedan drove to the door at lightning speed, and Su Yu rushed out of the car as if he was burning his butt.

"This special code is Su Yujia? In other words, Wang Junqi is working hard for that bastard Su Yu! Damn it, the truth finally came out!"

Three balls on the tree branch cursed with gritting teeth. Just now he saw the dog god pressing his fingerprint directly, and the door opened itself.

Sure enough, in less than half a minute, he heard Su Yu's roar and anger from the villa, accompanied by the sound of something being smashed.

Not long after, Wang Junqi covered his cheek and was pushed out in a mess by Su Yu.

Although the light was relatively dark, Sanqiu still saw a shocking hole in Wang Junqi's forehead, and blood could not stop gushing.

"Stop it with me. There are not many people who dare to play tricks with me in Jincheng, but you are definitely not qualified. Let's take a look!"

While cursing violently, Su Yu drove Wang Junqi out of the door without hesitation, then took out a bunch of gift boxes from the house and was still on the ground, cursing fiercely: "My surname is Wang, you're over! If I don't let you pay a little this time, you really use me as a soft persimmon!"

"Mr. Su, I admit that it is indeed wrong for me, but I really didn't expect Wu Bei and his people to run to your territory for a mere three-ball goal. I beg you for forgiveness."

Even though he was beaten to the point of bleeding, Wang Junqi still bent down and apologized in a compliment.

"Go to Damn!"

Before he could finish his words, Su Yu felt like he was having a mental illness, pulled Wang Junqi's hair with both hands, and slammed his knees with a few "bang" and knocked him hard.

"What are you doing!"

The confidant who was waiting at the door, who surrounded Wang Junqi, angrily surrounded him.

"Goudan, you back off. We did something wrong. I can't be an exaggeration to punish Mr. Su."

Wang Junqi, who fell to the ground, curled up in a ball and shouted to his subordinates to dissuade him.

"Pretend you to be numb, give you some good looks, you really treat yourself as a garlic, right?"

Su Yu jumped up relentlessly and stomped his life on several strokes.

After a full two or three minutes of fighting, Su Yu stopped and spat with contempt, threatening: "Don't let me see you in Jincheng again in the future, otherwise I'll kill you!"

"Mr. Su, give me another chance."

Wang Junqi begged with tears in his eyes and his legs were whispering.

Seeing this scene, the three balls on the tree branch felt particularly uncomfortable, and he thought that if it weren't for secretly letting him go, the affectionate and righteous brother wouldn't have ended up in such a field.

Thinking of this, Sanqiu looked at Su Yu, who was still yelling insults, and his fists were clenched.

Since he had figured out who was behind the scenes, the reason for three balls to continue staying there was no more. He took advantage of the shade of the tree and left without leaving. Before leaving, he glanced deeply at Wang Junqi who was still begging Su Yu, and murmured in a very low voice: "Brother, if you let me go, I will definitely give you your life!"

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Sanqiu appeared in front of Wu Bei without hesitation, and the latter was so shocked that his mouth almost dislocated.

"Third brother, where have you been? Your brother and the others are almost looking for it these days."
Chapter completed!