The favor of a wealthy family: Madam’s vest fell off again

This group of people all looked fierce. Although they were young, they had tattoos on their hands. They looked like people who were not easy to mess with.

They all stood in a row, and everyone had a look on their faces that they were not to be trifled with.

When Xia Mutang reached a room, someone stretched out his hand to block Xia Mutang's path: "This is not the place you should come."

"I'm looking for someone." Xia Mutang's tone was quite friendly at this time, hoping that the group of people would leave on their own and not force her to use her trump card.

"You can't go in even if you ask someone else!" Not only did the man not restrain himself, he was actually very mean and pushed Xia Mutang away very roughly. But what he didn't know was that what he encountered was not a good thing.

Xia Mutang didn't waste any time and kicked the man away. The sound was so loud that everyone around him ran out to watch.

They only saw a little girl hitting someone, and several people surrounded her. However, Xia Mutang kicked one by one and just cleared away the obstacles in his way.

Her feet were as if they were made of iron. If she kicked them out, she would not only fly far away, but the most terrifying thing was that her chest would hurt so much that it would burst.

It was scary. It was really scary. Everyone covered their eyes or their stomachs, not daring to say another word. They could only watch Xia Mutang disappear from in front of them.

When Xia Mutang arrived in the room, he saw a room full of men in black clothes. At this time, a child was lying on the floor and being beaten severely.

Xia Mutang knew at just one glance that the boy lying on the ground was Grandpa Zhuang's grandson Zhuang Shaowei.

There was a fatter man among the men. When he found out what Xia Mutang had done outside, he sneered and said, "This guy owes us a lot of money. We are here to collect the debt from him today. We must pay him back." Money is the right thing to do!"

"How much does he owe you?" Xia Mutang certainly knows that repaying debts is a natural thing in the world.

Seeing that Xia Mutang was so understanding, the fat man stopped fussing with her and answered directly: "Not much, just a few million."

Hearing this number, Xia Mutang's eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously: "How many millions? This child may not have been here for two or three days, so why does he owe you millions?"

The fat man's answer was natural, he chuckled: "You must earn interest, otherwise how can we brothers make money?"

Knowing that none of these men would tell the truth, Xia Mutang walked up, patted Zhuang Shaowei on the head, and asked, "You brat, how much did you owe in the first place?"

Zhuang Shaowei was beaten like a pig's head and remained silent. He didn't want to pay attention to Xia Mutang. Xia Mutang saw his appearance and smiled: "Why, ignore me? Look at how fierce everyone in this group is. If I were If you leave, do you think they will cut you into pieces?"

Zhuang Shaowei knew that only Xia Mutang could save him now, but he also thought that what capital could a little girl like her have to save him? Zhuang Shaowei was still a little unwilling, but looking at Xia Mutang's confident look, he wanted to give it a try.

"I only borrowed a few hundred thousand from them." Zhuang Shaowei was very unwilling to hear that he had to pay back several million. "It's only been a few days since I was asked to pay back so much money. Where can I find so much money?" You guys! Even if you sell me, I don’t have that much money!”

Zhuang Shaowei himself couldn't imagine why he had to pay back so much money. He obviously only used a little, and all the money was spent by his friends. Zhuang Shaowei didn't even have time to explain and the gang beat him half to death.

Xia Mutang finally understood, and said with a cold smile: "Hundreds of thousands turned into millions, you have such a big appetite!" After saying that, Xia Mutang took out a card directly from his pocket, "There is a card in this card. One million, once you take it away, you’ll pay it back.”

Xia Mutang said and told them the password.

"One million? Are you sending beggars?" The fat man didn't want it at first, but when he saw the non-joking expression on Xia Mutang's face, and the fact that Xia Mutang just beat up his men, the fat man thought about this little Nizi was probably not someone to be trifled with, so he thought about it and decided to forget it, took the money and left.

"Boss, this woman really thinks of us as beggars! One million is not even enough for us to stuff between our teeth!"

Several other subordinates were dissatisfied with the lack of money and muttered a few words. The fat man patted their heads hard: "It's good if you have money. If you don't have money, just wait and cry!"