As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, a blue pillow rolled down to Xu Feng. Xu Feng looked closely and a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

"Grandpa, what's going on?" Xu Feng asked softly.

Xu Zhipeng told the whole story. Yesterday, a group of people came. The creditor of the Liu Wei family saw Liu Wei's parents and did not get a penny insult. He just turned around the house and left.

Two big men walked in from outside. Holding a small wooden box in his hand, Xu Feng's memory should have been used by his grandfather Xu Zhipeng's military merits. Xu Feng walked forward and saw the old man squatting at the wall smoking, shouting, "Grandpa." The old man trembled all over and stood up, and the cigarette rod in his hand fell to the ground. Xu Feng walked up to the old man and picked up the cigarette rod. He smiled reluctantly and said, "Grandpa, I'm back."

The old man stood there blankly, looking at Xu Feng, without a trace of livelihood in his empty eyes. He murmured to himself: "No, I must be dazzled. Xiao Feng has been away for eight years, how could he come back?" Then he squatted down and took out the tobacco from the bag on the cigarette pole. Xu Feng took it over and stuffed it into the cigarette butt. The old man stood up as if he had not lit a cigarette. He looked at Xu Feng in a daze, and tears flowed out. He patted Xu Feng's shoulder and said slowly: "Grandpa thought he would never see my grandson again in this life. Okay, it's good to come back, even if he dies, he can rest in peace!"

He helped the old man out, and Xu Hui helped Xu Zhipeng to the opposite side of the house, and neighbors surrounded him. Only then did Xu Feng realize that his grandfather was old. In addition, he was stimulated and had a little mental disorder. He became like Xu Feng had just returned to China, which made Xu Feng feel very distressed.

Xu Feng said lightly: "Grandpa, please take a break first, and I will solve the matter in front of me first."

"Child, forget it, it is natural to pay back debts. I have reached this age. In a few years, I have just taken one step at a time." Xu Zhipeng said. He has dealt with people from mine properties these days, and he is very clear about who the mine property is helping. Liu Wei's family owes their company more than one million. Since Xu Zhipeng decided to let them live here, he must protect their safety. This is a principle of veterans.

Xu Feng walked forward. The two were in their thirties, one was 1.7 meters tall, with a tiger-backed bear on his waist and a big gold ring on his fingers, which was very dazzling under the sun. One of them wiped his big gold ring from time to time, and he was very good at pretending! The other was a bald head, with a big big head larger than a black cub, about 1.8 meters tall, and a fierce wolf head tattooed on his arm. There was a big gold chain as thick as a little finger on his neck.

Stop Xu Feng in the room, Bancun said impatiently: "Hey hey hey, I said little brother, what are you doing? Didn't you see that our brothers are busy? Are you looking for trouble, right?"

Xu Feng pushed away his hand pressed on his shoulder and said impatiently: "This is my home."

Bancun held Xu Feng's shoulders with both hands and said angrily: "See you want to be beaten up, right?" Then he raised Xu Feng's arms. Bancun had great power and directly lifted Xu Feng into the air. Xu Feng didn't give him any extra time, and he slid down Bancun's back with force. He kicked Bancun against the wall, Bancun stood up, twisted his neck twice, and the bald head joined the camp.

A minute later, Xu Feng pulled his feet out of the house, pulled him down on the road, and said to the two people on the ground, "Let's go, I won't make things difficult for you." Bancun and bald head, who were pretending to be dead, got up from the ground. Covering their bruised and swollen face, said angrily: "Boy, wait, wait for our Brother Hu to deal with you." There was no sight.

In the office of the mayor of Qingyang City, two men were talking. Sitting inside was a middle-aged man, about 45 years old, his eyes were slightly closed, his cheeks were slightly pale, his waist was straight, and he had a military temperament. He was Mayor Hao Zailai. The person sitting opposite him was 37 or 38 years old, with a pair of hawk eyes slightly sinister, especially the shiny bald head gave people a chilling feeling. He was Li Hu, a bastard in Chengyang District, Qingyang City.

"Mayor Hao, why don't you stamp this document? The demolition work is about to begin." Li Hu said.

Hao Zailai put down the pen in his hand, looked at the documents next to him and said, "You have many safety hazards. I will not approve it before it is effectively rectified, and you don't have to think about starting the demolition as soon as possible." Hao Zailai is the mayor in charge of urban construction in Qingyang City. He has real power, but he always insists on putting property quality and safety issues first, and he will never compromise on this.

Li Hu said impatiently: "Do you don't like to smoke the cigarettes you give me? If you can't, change them!" The cigarettes that Li Hu asked someone to bring to Hao Zailai last time were filled with things that made many people's hearts moved, but Hao Zailai returned them intact.

Hao Zailai waved his hand and said, "I have a lot of things to deal with. If you have nothing to do, just do it." Hao Zailai has seen many people like Li Hu, but no matter what kind of temptation, it cannot shake Hao Zailai's original intention of serving the people.

Li Hu took back the documents on the table, put them in his bag, got up and walked out. This was his fourth time to come to Hao Zailai to sign. The project has been postponed for more than a month. Li Hu had to pay a lot of money in one day. For the sake of this real estate project, Li Hu invested all his wealth. If things go well, he could recover three to five times the total investment amount. It was driven by this huge profit that Li Hu would come to ask Hao Zailai again and again.

"Fuck, a guy who is not in the world." Li Hu complained when he returned to the car.

"Ding ~" the phone rang, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Hu, I basically don't have much money to pay for. It was a smooth one. It was the last one, but I didn't expect a boy to pop up halfway and beat us two brothers..."

"Waste, a bunch of waste." Li Hu cursed, signaling the driver to drive to the Supreme Community in Chengyang District, where the car parked at the door. External vehicles are not allowed to enter here, after all, the leaders of the military district live in the Supreme Community.

Li Hu walked in, on the third floor of Building D, Li Hu had come several times.

Li Hu stepped forward and rang the doorbell, "Ding Dong"

The person who opened the door was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, smiling and revealing two dimples, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is Commander Huang at home?" Li Hu asked.

"Who?" A thick and powerful voice came from it.

"It's me, Commander Huang, Li Hu."

"Oh, Rongrong, come in."

The girl gave up her seat and Li Hu walked in. A man in his fifties sat in the living room. His rosy cheeks were slightly majestic, his protruding forehead was slightly extraordinary, his ears were slightly thicker, and his regular clothes were more heroic.

"Hello, Commander Huang." Li Hu said, leaving Huang Feihong.

"Well, sit down, what's the matter?" Huang Feihong asked inadvertently. Seeing Li Hu glance at the girl next to him, he immediately understood and said, "Rongrong, didn't you ask a friend to go out for fun? Go quickly." The girl returned to the room, carried her backpack, and grimaced at Huang Feihong: "Dad, I'm leaving!

Listening to the footsteps going downstairs outside, Li Hu slowly talked about his purpose of coming to find Huang Feihong.

In the community, Xu Feng helped Xu Zhipeng back to the house, and the neighbors dispersed. Xu Feng went to the supermarket and started to work hard to make some nutritious things for his grandfather. He was busy until noon, and the two sat at the table and ate various nutritious meals.

"Child, have you been there over the years? There is no news at all?" Xu Zhipeng asked.

"I haven't gone anywhere, I'm just wandering around. Isn't this back?" Xu Feng said.

The next morning, Xu Feng was doing morning exercises at the door when he saw two golden cups whizzing past and heading towards the community. He felt something was wrong and immediately followed. The Jin Cup with a military district license plate was parked at the door of Xu Feng's house. Five people got out of the first car and walked directly into the house. Xu Feng originally wanted to follow in, but was stopped by the two people who were left at the door.

"What are you going to do?" Xu Feng asked.

"What do you think?" A familiar voice came, and a familiar face got out of the car behind. Xu Feng beat him up, and the wound on his face was clearly visible. He covered his face and walked down. He walked to Xu Feng and said, "I told you a long time ago that the mine property is not something you can offend, so beat me!" Seven or eight strong men came down from the golden cup behind, surrounded Xu Feng and punched and kicked him. Unlike last time, several soldiers entered the house. Xu Feng was very worried about his grandfather and had to choose not to fight back.

"Aren't you very awesome? Are you very capable of fighting?" Bancun walked up and kicked Xu Feng's stomach. Xu Feng lay on the ground and held his head with his hands. Blood began to flow out from his forehead, and his eyesight became blurred. He shook his head hard, forcing himself to wake up.

"Okay, stop." Bancun squatted on the ground, grabbed Xu Feng's collar, and said disdainfully: "Little bastard, this time it's light, I'll just kill you next time!" After that, he shook Xu Feng hard on the ground. Xu Feng's head suddenly turned blank, his mind was looking at the seven or eight people surrounding him. He turned his head and saw the situation inside the room. The people inside asked Xu Zhipeng to look at Xu Feng who was beaten and asked him to sign on a piece of paper.

Xu Feng was in a state of energy, took out the saber tied to his legs and stood up, stabbed it in Bancun's stomach, one, two, three... until Xu Feng lost his strength and lost consciousness.

"Kill people!" The onlookers began to shout, and several soldiers and the old men in the house ran out.

Ban Cun died and died on the spot after being stabbed several times. Xu Feng was taken away by the police and was charged with intentional homicide. If this crime was convicted, Xu Feng would have to be sentenced to at least twenty years. The scene was in chaos. Ban Cun and Xu Feng became the focus of Qingyang City overnight, the first property staff member to die in the demand for the account and the first ordinary person to kill people who resisted the demand for the account.

In the Ye family villa, Ye Wentian sat at the table. Looking at the latest newspaper, his brows frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!