I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

It was late at night and everyone was asleep. There was a loud bang and almost all the residents in the building were woken up.

Five or six local thugs carrying "weapons" occupied the Jiang family's small living room of less than 10 square meters, standing or sitting in an untidy manner.

In the cramped space, the furniture was lying all over the floor, and only the old electric fan was still squeaking.

There was no trace of panic on Jiang Zhiyu's face. She looked around, picked up a wooden chair, wiped it three or four times with a handkerchief, and then sat down.

"Sister, do you understand?" The scarred man in the lead was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted and sneered, "Tomorrow is the deadline for repayment. Have you collected the 200 million yuan or not? Damn, it's so hot, doesn't your house have an air conditioner? Are you reluctant to turn it on?"

"Ah, Ayu...she, she owes 200 million yuan?" Jiang's mother bit her lips, she was so scared that she couldn't even speak, but she still tried her best to protect Jiang Zhiyu behind her.

"Yeah!" Scarface curled the corners of his lips and casually searched the coffee table for a long time with the fruit knife in his hand, but he couldn't find the air conditioner remote control.

"However, our eldest brother is a man who knows how to cherish women. He said that if your daughter can't pay back the 200 million yuan, it doesn't matter! Our club welcomes her to come and 'work to pay off the debt'. With your daughter's beauty, she can earn yuan a night just by singing a few songs..."

The four words "work to pay off debts" were said by Scarface in an extremely ambiguous way. Before he finished speaking, the younger brothers around him burst into laughter with ill intentions.

"You! I will fight you!" Mother Jiang was so angry that tears came out of her eyes. She didn't care about being afraid anymore and rushed towards the scarred man desperately.

“Ouch?” The scarred man sneered and restrained Jiang’s mother with one hand. He slapped her face with the cold fruit knife. “Auntie, you’re making it very difficult for me! Everyone in the underworld knows that I, Gangzi, never hit a woman!”

"Ayu, run, run..." Jiang's mother cried helplessly.

"Let her go." Jiang Zhiyu spoke coldly. Although his voice was soft, it seemed to carry a hint of the inherent majesty of a superior.

The cold moonlight shone through the screen window. She slowly pulled out the blood-red ribbon that was originally tied around her wrist and tied up her ink-black satin-like hair.

"What did you say?" Scarface was stunned, as if he suspected he had heard it wrong.

"I said, let her go." Jiang Zhiyu's expression did not change at all. While Scarface was stunned, he quickly stood up and grabbed his right hand holding the knife.

With just a little force, the scarred man's wrist loosened involuntarily as if it was controlled by some irresistible force.

With a clang, the knife fell to the ground.

"Brother Gang!" The younger brothers around were stunned by this sudden change and rushed forward to subdue Jiang Zhiyu.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhiyu reacted faster. After kicking away the younger brother closest to her, she quickly pressed the scarred man on the only table in the living room. She also picked up the knife that fell on the ground and pointed it at his throat.

"Now, can you listen to me?" Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyelids slightly and casually glanced at the people who were about to move forward. He gently exerted force with the hand holding the knife, but his face remained calm.

Suddenly, a bright red blood mark appeared on Scarface's neck. He was in so much pain that he could only howl and order the brothers around him to retreat.

He totally didn't understand why Jiang Zhiyu seemed like a completely different person in just half a year. His entire temperament had changed, and even he could control her.

It is clear that when he went to the club to borrow high-interest loans, he was still a timid little white rabbit who was at the mercy of others.

Scarface cursed in his heart and began to think about how to counter Jiang Zhiyu.

Otherwise, if the news that a girl of 18 or 19 years old had her throat held against him got out, how would he survive in the underworld?

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhiyu didn't give him any chance at all.

No matter how he struggled, he could not break free from Jiang Zhiyu's restraints.

After several secret fights, Scarface had to give up and become depressed.

For a moment, the living room was silent. Even Jiang's mother hesitated and dared not speak, as if she was also frightened by her daughter's behavior.

Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly, as if he was very satisfied with the current situation in the room. He dragged his scarred face and sat down on the same wooden chair.

Even though she was holding a knife against someone's neck, there was no ripple in her eyes and her every move was still elegant, as if she was sitting in a magnificent palace drinking afternoon tea, naturally revealing a graceful and noble temperament.

"We can talk it out... Don't be impulsive!" Scarface stiffened his neck and swallowed nervously.

"The original loan was only 50 yuan, but now in less than half a year, it has reached 200 million yuan. According to national laws, this kind of loan is considered usury. The law does not protect the excess interest in usury."

Jiang Zhiyu looked calm and said slowly, "Not only that, you used violent collection methods during the debt collection process. Almost all the neighbors saw you entering the house with weapons..."

"If one or two people accidentally died during this period, like me or you..."

A cold light flashed, Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes and stroked the handle of the knife in his hand: "Will your big brother still be willing to protect all of you? In addition, you may have heard that the city is carrying out a special campaign of 'sweeping away gangs and eliminating evil' recently..."

Scarface's expression was gloomy and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Although the younger brothers around him still had vicious looks on their faces, they were a little hesitant in their hearts.

"However, I am not an unreasonable person." Before the others could figure it out, Jiang Zhiyu spoke again.

"It's only right that you should pay back your debts. If you can buy me another three months or so and promise not to come here to disturb my family in the future, then I can ignore whether your annual interest rate exceeds the value stipulated by the state. After three months, I will repay you 250 million yuan, including principal and interest. The extra amount will be considered as your hard work fee."

Scarface was stunned, as if he didn't expect that even with the knife against his throat, Jiang Zhiyu could still reason with him. Not only was he willing to repay the money, he was even willing to give him some hard work pay.

"You can't even come up with 200 million now, and you're going to have 250 million in three months? You're kidding." The big guy standing at the door spat and looked at Jiang Zhiyu with contempt.

"How dare you!" Jiang Zhiyu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the handle of the knife in his hand slowly moved down another two centimeters. "I have made it very clear about the interests involved. If you insist on seeking your own death, you can't blame others."

"No, no, no!"

Scarface immediately shouted at the big guy. He had no doubt that if anyone dared to say "no" again, the knife in Jiang Zhiyu's hand would be inserted directly into his throat.