Ye Hao frowned and said, "What's wrong! I remember Wen Hao's parents are both employees of state-owned enterprises and have welfare housing in the unit. How could they live in a place like a city village?"
Xia Yun hesitated for a moment and said, "It should be the trick of the Bei family. The company dared not disobey their orders, so it took back the house. I heard that the pensions of the two old people were suspended!"
"The two old men had no choice but to live in urban villages. I heard that they made a living by picking up garbage."
Ye Hao's face changed again and again.
The Bei family has done too much!
I'm afraid that if the two old men were not able to take revenge, they would have been unable to escape death.
In this matter, the Bei family is even more hateful than Ye Qubing!
The Bei family must die!
"Let's go and see! Wenhao's parents are my parents! I want to see who dares to touch him!"
Ye Hao spoke slowly.
Xia Yun looked surprised. She hadn't seen Ye Hao so angry for a long time.
Shortly after Ye Hao left, Lao Jiu from the Thieves brought a large group of people to repair the grave.
Wu Xiaohu was still here, and the staff of both sides were at least a few hundred.
After all, Ye Hao was already angry just now, so Xia Yun naturally had to deal with it as soon as possible.
......
The urban villages in Yangcheng are dirty, with sewage flowing everywhere, and there is stench everywhere. There is no way to see the weather of a provincial capital like Yangcheng.
If you don't know, you will think this is a legendary slum.
But in fact, this is it!
In this place, people from the third-rate and nine sects gathered together.
Even the people on the official side don’t want to pay attention to this place.
To put it bluntly, this place is the dark side of the city, a gray area.
The alleyway is very small and there are idle people inside.
There are also many women wearing exposed clothes and very rustic makeup standing at the entrance of the alley.
And there was garbage everywhere in the alleyway, and the smell was almost vomited.
Ye Hao felt a surge of cramps in his heart.
How can Wenhao's parents live in this place?
If I had known it, I wouldn't have let them live here anyway.
After turning around in the alley, I finally arrived at a shaky earthen building, which looked only about ten square meters at most.
And outside the earth building, some cardboard, drink bottles and other things were piled up.
"Two old people are dead, hurry up and pay the monthly money! Now you guys don't pay it!"
"If you don't pay the money, will you believe it or not!"
Through a long distance, Ye Hao and Xia Yun heard the noise.
When I arrived in the yard, I realized what was going on.
Several gangsters with yellow hair were actually collecting protection fees from Feng Wenhao's parents.
Compared with three years ago, the two old men seemed to be twenty years older, with pale faces and thin skin, and deep wrinkles on their faces, which were obviously urging by time.
"Brother, please, I will pick up some more drink bottles and I can sell them together. I will give them to you if I have enough money."
Feng Wenhao's father Feng Shaobo begged hard.
I only know that he is an intellectual by just listening to the name, but I didn't expect that he has fallen to this point now.
"I said your mother! I told me this last time! Do I owe you what I owe?"
The yellow-haired gangster in the lead slapped him on Feng Shaobo's face and spoke angrily.
"I said your mother!"
Several other yellow-haired gangsters walked forward and prepared to punch and kick.
People like them have long lost any compassion.
What respects the elderly and loves the young, and has no etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame in their hearts.
In their opinion, if you don’t receive the protection fee, you have to pay it.
However, the leading gangster raised his slap before he could even throw it out, but it was fixed in the air and could not move...