A moment later, 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 to sit down.

Take out a cigarette from your pocket and lit it, and spit out a long smoke ring. Jiang He stared at Jiang Zhengqiang with an expressionless face, "Tell me! Old man, what's going on?"

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

"Son, you...you...did you...kill someone?"

Jiang Zhengqiang looked panicked, as if he had not yet come back to his senses from the fact that Jiang He had picked up a knife and slashed people.

"Bad kill!"

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

With Jiang He's "unparalleled sword technique", it is possible to stick to the flesh without any damage. The feeling of the cold blade passing through the skin is enough to make people scare!

Just now, when Jiang He was chasing him, he slashed a street with his sword, chasing the strong bald man and the tall and thin ponytail, and the knife passed by, making the two gangsters cry and call her mother!

So, don’t look at how fierce and fierce the people in the society are, as long as you are not afraid of him and dare to fight, once you act seriously, they will be timid!

"It's good if you didn't kill someone! It's good if you didn't kill someone!"

Jiang Zhengqiang felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

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

Jiang He pointed at the messy shop, "You brought those two people back! Why did they come to smash the stall?"

"I...I..."

Jiang Zhengqiang was embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

"At this time, are you 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 gave the final answer: "I...I lost our house!"

"What?"

Jiang He was stunned for a moment, staring at Jiang Zhengqiang with his eyes bulging, "I didn't hear it clearly, would you say it again?"

"I lost our house!"

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

"You mean..."

He pointed to the store and Jiang He looked shocked, "Did you lose this house?"

“Yes…yes!”

Jiang Zhengqiang lowered his head deeply and did not dare to look into Jiang He's eyes.

“Hu…hu…”

Jiang He was gasping heavily, staring at Jiang Zhengqiang with his eyes tightly, and there seemed to be a fire churning in his heart.

"Old man, you are really capable!"

The cigarette butt in his hand was heavily slapped on the ground, Jiang He's face turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth tightly, "If you were not my father, you had been beaten to death by me!"

"I……"

Jiang Zhengqiang's neck shrank and he didn't dare to talk to him.

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

Things have happened, anger is useless, and how to deal with it is the key.

After calming down, Jiang He discovered that something was wrong.

Jiang He's father Jiang Zhengqiang is an honest and honest person. Although he usually plays some small cards, Jiang Zhengqiang should not be able to do such a thing as losing a house.

"Old man, tell me the whole story. Wherever you play cards and how you lose the house, tell me all!"

Jiang He took out a pack of "美波" and handed Jiang Zhengqiang one, saying, "I always feel something is wrong here."

"Oh well!"

Jiang Zhengqiang took the cigarette, lit it for himself, and then told Jiang He about the incident.

"Last night, Lao Liu asked me to go to the Hongshan Chong Teahouse to play Landlord. Because Lao Zhang did not come, Lao Liu called the owner of the teahouse, Mr. Kun, to form a table."

"Mr. Kun? Wang Zhikun?"

When Jiang He heard the name "Kun Ye", he frowned.

This Wang Zhikun is a "big brother" who is involved in society. He has opened several bars and teahouses and is considered a famous "social person" in Yuhu District.

My father lost the house, I'm afraid he can't get out of touch with this Wang Zhikun.

"You keep saying, what's next?"

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

"Next, we will play cards. Lao Liu said to play a one-yuan Doudizhu. I thought I played a one-yuan dollar, so I agreed. When checking out at the poker table, I used chips. After I finished playing, I realized... a piece of chips is one thousand dollars!"

"Old Liu? Old Liu, pig slayer?"

Hearing this, Jiang He frowned again.

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

It’s obvious... the old man is being cheated!

"I don't know that a piece of chip is 1,000 yuan! Otherwise, how could I play so big? I... I lost 500 yuan of chips! I just lost 500,000 yuan!"

Jiang Zhengqiang's eyes were a little red, and his voice was choked, "I have never lost so much money. How can I get that much money? I can't afford it! I owe Mr. Kun 500,000, so why should I pay it back? Later... Later I paid the house to Mr. Kun!"

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

"Is that true?"

Jiang He glanced at Jiang Zhengqiang, and saw that there were still blue marks on his face, and he had already guessed the situation behind him.

The old man was cheated and lost 500,000 yuan. He couldn't afford to pay and didn't want to mortgage the property, but he couldn't lose the debt!

A person like Wang Zhikun who is involved in society must have caused a hardship for the old man, and even threatened Jiang Zhengqiang with Jiang He's life safety, which made the old man surrender!

"So, the two sluts who just broke the stall were Wang Zhikun's subordinates?"

Jiang He's eyes became cold!

"Well! They are Mr. Kun's subordinates. I mortgaged the house to Mr. Kun. They are here to collect the house for Mr. Kun."

Jiang Zhengqiang cried with a sad face, looked up at Jiang He, and tears rolled out in his eyes, "Son, I deserve to die! I lost all the house in my family! We have nothing! What should I do in the future?"

"fine!"

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

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

Jiang Zhengqiang was about to ask, but suddenly he saw the kitchen knife placed on the table. When he remembered the situation where Jiang He picked up the knife and slashed wildly, he was shocked, "Son, you must not do anything randomly. Killing people is illegal!"

"I know! I will reason with them!"

Jiang He nodded, glanced at Jiang Zhengqiang, and said, "Dad, I haven't had breakfast yet! Go and cook a bowl of noodles for me!"

"Uh... OK!"

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

After supporting Jiang Zhengqiang away, Jiang He began to think about the whole story of this matter.

"This matter...is obviously a bureau aimed at the old man. But what is the purpose of Wang Zhikun doing this bureau? Just for this broken house?"

This dilapidated house in Jiang He’s family is not worth much. Wang Zhikun is doing such a bureau just for this house?

"Ding bei bei bei..."

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

I took out my phone and saw a news message popping up on the screen.

"Changming Real Estate Company signed a cooperation agreement with the Yuhu District Government and invested huge amounts of money in the old city renovation project!"

Seeing this news, Jiang He suddenly realized, "So that's it! It turns out that it's going to be demolished! No wonder Wang Zhikun set up a plan to plot against the old man! The wealth is touching!"

If it is not demolished, this broken house is not worth much. Once demolished, this broken house is worth at least several million!

If you do a game, you can earn millions by cheating. How can Wang Zhikun not do such a thing? Moreover, isn’t an honest person like Jiang Zhengqiang the best target to attack?

"Wang Zhikun, your abacus is very good. But... you shouldn't mess with me!"

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