Confess That You Don't Accept It, I Change My Mind, Why Are You Crying?

Jiang Zhou followed her and walked into the house.

Huang Yeju didn't stop, but hurried to the back room.

Soon, two men came out of the room.

The older one, with sloppy steps, pale face and slightly purple lips.

The younger one had scars left by unhealed acne on his face, and his eyes were treacherous.

This should be Han Rou's father, Han Dali, and Han Rou's brother, Han Ziyang.

As soon as the two came out, they immediately looked at the envelope in Jiang Zhou's hand.

And when they saw the thickness of the envelope, their cloudy eyeballs burst into light instantly

"Are you here to give us money?!"

"Yes, 5 yuan is in it."

Han Dali reached out to take it, but was easily swayed by Jiang Zhou.

This middle-aged man drank all day long, and his body was already exhausted.

He estimated that it would be very difficult to even go straight.

Huang Yeju's eyes changed: "Didn't you give us money? Now our family is full

"sit down."

Jiang Zhou said something expressionless, but he was a little irritable in his heart.

The whole family is here?

Could it be that Han Rou has never been a family member in their hearts?

What kind of family is this?

At that time, Huang Yeju, Han Dali and Han Ziyang sat down.

Only their eyes never left the envelope.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Zhou said, "The 5 yuan you asked for is here.

Huang Yeju swallowed her saliva: "Give us the money, and we won't look for Han Rou anymore!"

"It's not enough to just give money, I also want you to sign an agreement."

"What agreement?"

Jiang Zhou took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

It wrote all kinds of evil deeds that the family of three had done to Han Rou.

And Han Rou's request to sever ties with them.

"You three, after signing and pressing your fingerprints, I will give you the money."

"Sign, we will sign now!"

The three of them took the pen and paper over, it can be said that they were scrambling to be the first.

It seemed that she didn't care about this daughter at all, and even wished she hadn't had one.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhou felt a chill in his heart.

It was really hard for Han Rou to grow up in such an environment.

"I'm done signing, Dad, you sign."

Han Ziyang handed over the pen and paper.

Han Dali clicked on the paper and suddenly remembered that he couldn't write.

"I... I haven't written any words."

"Then press your thumbprint."

"Okay, okay, press your fingerprints, it's convenient."

The three of them took turns pressing their fingerprints and handing over the paper.

Then he quickly picked up the envelope on the table.

Inside was a thick wad of money, new and new.

"Great, I finally have money!"

"I didn't expect that the money-losing goods could be exchanged for 5 yuan!"

While talking, there was a sudden sound of an engine outside the Han family's yard.

Cars drove up to the door one by one, and then stopped.

The door opened, and a dozen people got out of the car.

They all wore black leather jackets and had colorful hair.

With baseball bats, crowbars, and steel bars in his hands, he looked menacing.

Immediately afterwards, the group of people walked into the yard bluffing.

In the middle of the crowd was a woman with an indifferent expression and tattoos all over her face.

"Han Ziyang?!"

"Han Ziyang, hurry up and pay back the money!"

As soon as the words fell, the three members of the Han family shivered immediately.

Especially Han Ziyang stuttered.

"Mom and Dad, Brother Dafei is here! He's here to ask for money!"

"It's okay, son, don't be afraid, we have [-] now!"

"Yes, yes, we have money!"

There was a light in Han Ziyang's eyes, and the name of this light was Hope.

At that time, people from the yard poured into the house.

The woman who took the lead wore a black cloak and folded her arms as soon as she entered the door.

Immediately afterwards, she kicked with her black leather boots, trying to kick down the bench Jiang Zhou had just sat on.

But because the room was too dark, I didn't kick it.

Seeing this, the colorful-haired man next to him was furious, picked up the steel pipe and smashed the back of the chair.

It was so fierce that Han Ziyang's lips turned white in fright.

"Han Ziyang, where's the money? Have you collected enough?"

Han Ziyang raised his head and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He doesn't know these people?

And Brother Dafei didn't come either.

In addition, the postures of these people are more arrogant than Big Fei.

"You... who are you? Brother Da Fei asked you to come here?"

"Da Fei? He's a fart. Let me tell you, I'm Brother Cai Mao. When Da Fei sees me, I have to call him Lord!

Han Ziyang swallowed: "Brother Cai Mao, I... I don't owe you money?"

Brother Cai Mao picked up the steel pipe and pointed at the indifferent woman: "Do you know who this is?"

"do not know……"

"This one is our well-known ruthless princess in eight villages, Sister Scorpion!"

Sister Scorpion shook her cloak and let out a sneer.

There were three parts of sarcasm and seven parts of indifference in the beautiful face.

There was a cold light in the beautiful eyes, which was eerie and terrifying.

The three members of the Han family were frightened by this cruel expression.

He kept nodding his head, saying that he has admired his name for a long time, and he has admired his name for a long time.

At this moment, Jiang Zhou on the side suddenly let out a cry.

The suddenly clear voice made people's ears ring.

"You are the famous ruthless princess, scorpion shit?!"

"Stinky Jiang... brat, I'm Sister Scorpion!"

Jiang Zhou hurriedly apologized: "It turns out that you took two watermelon knives and hacked from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road. You hacked back and forth for three days and three nights, and the blood flowed like a river. , Sister Scorpion who never blinked a glance."

Sister Scorpion hummed twice, she was quite happy to hear it... 0

If I had known I would say this line, it sounds so handsome.

Han Ziyang believed: "Then...then what are you here for?"

"Da Fei owes us Sister Scorpion money, we asked him for it, and he said let us come to you."

"How much... how much?"

"7 yuan."

Han Ziyang's eyes widened: "But I only owe him thirty-five thousand."

Brother Cai Mao shook his head: "I said [-] is [-], or I will be beaten!"

"Mom and Dad, they want [-], what should I do?!"

Huang Yeju heard her son's wailing, and hurried into the back room, then tremblingly took out a cloth bag

After opening it, it was full of bits and pieces of banknotes.

"That's... that's all."

"Bring it!"