dognovel Chapter 93
Chapter 93
Chapter 93
"Surprised, isn't it?"
"In your eyes, I should be a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing, a boy who eats soft rice, and should be the laughing stock of my parents, right?" Jiang Han asked with a smile.
"Mr. Jiang, what's the matter?"
"Even if you give us 1 guts, I, I wouldn't dare to laugh at you." Wang Dashun apologized with a mournful face.
"is it?"
"You bought a car, stuck at the door downstairs, wishing you could wipe it ten times a day in front of my parents."
"Your precious grandson will always be more expensive than my daughter Jin."
"And your son, an executive, is amazing, with an annual salary of 10,000+, and a beautiful wife."
"You guys are so good at it."
Jiang Han's smile turned cold, and he shouted sharply.
Mao Xiuzhi and Wang Dashun were so frightened that they almost knelt down, and Wang Baiquan and his wife were also sweating profusely.
Throughout the past few years, they have been showing off at the Jiang family next door all the time, and the gossip in the community is also spread from their mouths.
The angry Li Guimei didn't dare to meet them face to face.
It doesn't work if you don't meet face to face, then think of a way to stop and find, rely on people to show off, and wish to piss off the whole family.
This is really an existing report, well, finally came to the door.
"Didn't you say that I am a little boy? Do you rely on women for food?"
"I can tell you right now, I can kill your whole family with one finger!" Jiang Han poked Wang Dashun's forehead forcefully, sending out a thunderous fury.
He hates that Wang Dashun is better than Mao Xiuzhi, that a big man has a worse mouth than a woman.
"Brother Han, speak up, I'll get them now."
Sun Feixiong picked up the fruit knife on the table and made a gesture of cutting his throat.
"Don't, don't!"
"Mr. Jiang, I, I was wrong. I was the one who broke my mouth. My stinky mouth offended you. I deserve to die. Please let us go."
Wang Dashun fell to his knees on the ground in fright as if he had been struck by five thunderbolts, and his face began to twitch.
"Xiaohan, no, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, we are neighbors."
"You forgot, when you were young, your uncle and I used to hug you all the time. You and Baiquan played together after school every day. You are like brothers."
"It's all our fault, we have a bad mouth, but, you have a lot of people, for the sake of the past, don't touch us."
"Yeah, Brother Han, we will never dare to speak ill of you in the future, and we dare not chew the tongue."
Mao Xiuzhi and Wang Baiquan were no longer in the past, and the whole family knelt at Jiang Han's feet and begged.
"In the past? You made my parents sick, so angry that they couldn't lift their heads. When they were crying and suffering, why didn't they think about the past?"
Jiang Han's face was expressionless, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Don't you think it's too late to start dating now?"
"Brother Han, let's go, I'm already hungry for knives." Sun Feixiong nailed the fruit knife on the coffee table, and said viciously.
"Mr. Jiang, it is not a pity to die for such troublesome people. I will make a fire show later, and they will disappear completely." Zhou Guangyuan, who seemed easy to talk, sneered.
Wang Dashun was sweating coldly.
He finally realized how terrifying Jiang Han was.
That is the power of life and death above everything else, and their family is nothing more than ants in the eyes of others.
I ignored them in the past, not because I was afraid of them, but because I dismissed them.
And when the fury of thunder came, they had only the fate of being turned into ashes.
"I should have killed you."
"But that's too cheap for you, and it can't make up for the wounds in my parents' hearts. I want you to live, and I want you to atone for your mistakes!" Jiang Han said.
"Atonement, atonement, we are willing to atone." Wang Dashun nodded quickly.
"Of course, the death penalty is exempt, but the living crime cannot escape."
"From now on, the two of you must not appear in Dongzhou!" Jiang Han pointed to Wang Baiquan and his wife.
"Yes, yes, we will get out of Dongzhou immediately, and we will not hinder your eyes." Wang Baiquan was already scared to death, so he dared not answer.
"You, open your mouth to talk in the future, it depends on whether you continue to be a human being or a tongue-twisting crow." Jiang Han's eyes moved to Mao Xiuzhi's face indifferently.
"Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I promise to be respectful to your parents in the future..."
Jiang Han raised his hand: "Respect is not enough, the words must be spoken normally, and people must accept them comfortably. My parents don't need sycophants, understand?"
"Understood, I understand." Mao Xiuzhi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Mr. Jiang, I understand too, I understand." Wang Dashun followed suit.
"You don't understand, and you don't need to understand, because you will never have to talk again." Jiang Han smiled.
"What, what do you mean!" Wang Dashun panicked.
With a flick of Jiang Han's fingers, Da Liu and several strong men stepped forward, dragged Wang Dashun to the kitchen with Wang Dashun in their arms.
Soon, only a scream came from the kitchen.
Wang Dashun, whose face was covered with blood, passed out.
He lost his tongue, and never had the chance to chew his tongue again.
"Several, I've borrowed all." After the matter was over, Jiang Han stood up and greeted everyone.
"Mr. Jiang, wait a minute." Chen Wancheng called to stop him.
"Is Commander Chen okay?" Jiang Han still had a good impression of him, at least he handled Qin Yu's matter very neatly.
"Recently, there will be a special competition in the general theater. I would like to ask Mr. Jiang to go to my division to guide and teach them something."
"You also know that my division has never been able to stand up in the general area. It is shameful to be Li Gong's 'guardian'. Please don't refuse, Mr. Jiang." Chen Wancheng begged with his hands clasped.
"Well, it's easy to say, I will find time to go." Jiang Han nodded.
He had long intended to train a group of sergeants, and he just took this opportunity to select some talents.
"Then I would be very grateful." Chen Wancheng was overjoyed.
"Mr. Jiang, I have already discussed the Liuye Lake project with Qian Shao." The town secretary Li Weimin also spoke at the right time.
"Master Lao Zhensi, if Jiang Han is useful to me in the future, just ask." Jiang Han nodded politely.
"Don't dare, dare not." Li Weimin was overjoyed.
With Jiang Han's words, it must be just around the corner for him to join the Hanmeng.
After saying goodbye to a few people, Jiang Han went outside for a walk.
This is still the first half, and the good show in the second half has just begun.
After taking care of the gossip woman's family, Jiang Han returned home.
"Xiao Han, the dumplings are already cooked, where have you gone, they won't smell good when the skin touches them later, so hurry up and send them to Mu Xue and Wa'er." Li Guimei urged impatiently.
"Understood!" Jiang Han did not leave in a hurry, but glanced downstairs.
I saw two cars driving into the community.
The former is an extended Lincoln, and the latter is a Mercedes-Benz S-Class.
A capable old man in a black Tang suit slowly got down from the car, looked up at the dilapidated neighborhood and frowned: "Master Jiang can stay in this place, he really does not forget his roots. "
He is Li Hongqian's housekeeper, Uncle Hei.
After Jiang Han killed Qin Chi, the patriarch of the Qin family, Qin Yu returned to the war zone without a face, and fled with his younger sister to join his father who had already settled down there.
The huge Qin family dispersed overnight, and Jiang Han sent Heibo to take over the Qin family's property.
You must know that the Qin family is an established family in Dongzhou, with a rich family background and many industries.
It's also thanks to Uncle Hei's shrewdness that he was able to sort out the mess in a short time. Today, Uncle Hei came here to find help at Jiang Han's order.
Accompanying him were his butler and an old person in charge of the Qin family.
The group went straight to the second floor and knocked on Jiang Han's door.
(End of this chapter)