In a newly built community in Jiangcheng City, most of the houses have been sold out, leaving only five buildings uninhabited. However, when I asked the sales office, the answer I got was: This community has been completely sold out.
Because these five buildings all belong to a certain big shot, the developer gave him five buildings as a thank you gift for something.
This big shot's surname is not Han, but his wife's surname is Han, so she is half of the Han family.
Han Cheng is hiding in one of these five buildings.
From the outside, this community looks unremarkable, but inside it is luxuriously decorated. Han Cheng sat on a sofa and looked directly at the provincial TV station news in front of him.
When the news showed that he was "fleeing in fear of crime", Han Cheng smashed the remote control in his hand.
The darling of the family since he was a child, Han Cheng has always been lawless, because no matter how big the trouble is, there is still someone to take care of it, and that is because his grandfather is there.
If someone is holding you up, you are heaven. When the person holding you up disappears, you are nothing.
But Han Cheng still regards himself as God in his heart...
It doesn't matter that his affairs were exposed by Chen Zhe. The impact on the Internet is secondary. The key is that after Han Cheng's grandfather went down, the Han family lost a pillar. Moreover, they had made many enemies back then. Han Cheng's grandfather was not here. Taking this opportunity, they took action one after another, and finally attracted enough people's attention.
The so-called defeat of the wall by everyone, with the strength of the Han family, they can actually cope with difficulties, so... Han Cheng was given up by the elders of the family.
He was pushed out as an outcast. It wasn't that the Han family was unkind, but that the matter this time was too big and he really couldn't escape unscathed.
An ordinary young man would probably feel aggrieved and accept it for the benefit of his family, but people like Han Cheng would not. Not only did he hate his enemies, but he also hated his family's indifference and disappeared directly from home because he still had a child. Zhangpai is the cultivators that Third Uncle found.
This is the character of the Han family, and he doesn't want Chen Zhe and the others to have an easy time.
With the strength of the cultivators, Han Cheng had been exposed to them before, and even people like him felt intimidated, so he directly found these people and gave each of them a huge commission: I will hire you.
Zhang Bai is a member of Qinglong Temple and looks down on the money. However, this does not mean that all practitioners have money. Those stragglers who have no sect to rely on are happy to take this money.
Not far from Hancheng, there was a rough-looking man, shirtless and cross-legged, drinking wine, exposing the black hair on his chest. From time to time he picked up the bottle in front of him and took a sip, sighing with satisfaction.
The priceless carpet on the floor was stained with wine, plus a few rotten peanuts. The room smelled of wine, plus the snacks, plus the smell of sweat, plus the smell of smelly feet. With Han Cheng's taste, People feel like vomiting just by smelling it.
A beautifully dressed woman next to her covered her nose: "Li Dajiao, can you be more graceful and put on your shoes? The smell of your feet will almost make me faint."
The rough-looking man didn't even turn around: "Stay outside if you hate the smell, slut, I don't think your perfume is choking yet,"
"You two can't just listen for a while. The noise makes my head hurt." An old man nestled in the corner of the room, wearing a white scarf and a pair of cloth shoes, looked like an ordinary farmer, and took a few puffs of dry cigarettes. .
"Hey, Senior Xie Shi has already spoken, and I, Yu Lian, will give you this face," the charming woman said sweetly, and turned her head to ignore Li Dajiao.
The old man who looked like a farmer took a few puffs of dry cigarettes and turned around and asked: "Xiao Fang, your senior brother hasn't come back for so long. Is there anything going on?"
Xiao Fang was a young man who was hiding at the corner of the table playing games. He was having a great time playing the game and didn’t even look back: “Who cares, he might have died somewhere.”
Han Cheng looked at these four people, his face twitched, and he wanted to kill these four people.
Only then did he realize that although Zhang Bai from Qinglong Temple had a weird temper, he was still normal compared to these four people. How could practitioners be like this...
The people he usually comes into contact with are either domineering or polite. These people are simply monsters.
However, in order to kill his enemy, Han Cheng endured it.
The door was opened, and Zhang Bai walked in with a gloomy look. He glanced around and said coldly: "Qiao Bo, who was out on business, is dead."
What.
Whether they were smoking, drinking, talking, or playing games, the remaining few looked at Zhang Bai in surprise: "How did you die?"
"I don't know," Zhang Bai replied, ignoring no one and walking straight in.
Han Cheng stayed where he was and was stunned for a moment. Qiao Bo was the painter-looking man, Xiao Fang's senior brother, who was sent by Han Cheng to kill people. He didn't know how he died...
A chill arose, and Han Cheng shivered and stood up: "Didn't you say that his killing skills were first-rate? How could he die?"
The charming woman Yu Lian giggled: "I can't say for sure. No matter how powerful he is, there will always be someone more powerful than him. Maybe we will meet a master. Let me tell you that the boy named Chen Zhe is practicing He has some reputation in the industry, and he is probably a tough guy. Maybe we ended up here without getting the money,"
Li Dajiao glared at her: "Shut up, you slutty bitch, you are cursing us to death."
"This is the fact. Even though that boy named Chen Zhe is young, several people have died at his hands. Let's take Mr. Han's money...it's a bit hot," Yu Lian smiled delicately, her plump breasts swaying To and fro.
The farmer-looking Xie Shi took a few more puffs of dry cigarettes and stood up: "Master Han, it's not that we are telling you that your actions are too shabby. We are risking our lives, not working to make money."
When their accomplice died, these people showed no signs of sadness. Instead, they took the opportunity to raise the price. Han Cheng's face turned green and red, and he gritted his teeth for a while: "Add 200,000 yuan per person, no more,"
"Five million," Xiao Fang, who was playing a game console next to him, added.
Li Dajiao laughed loudly: "That's right, add another five hundred thousand,"
Han Cheng was filled with anger, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Fifty million is half a million, but we can't add more."
The charming woman Yu Lian came over and put her arm around Han Cheng's shoulders: "It's half a million in one sentence. Why don't Mr. Han buy me too? I like handsome and rich young men like you the most,"
Han Cheng dodged aside, feeling nauseated.
He is indeed known for being lustful, but he only likes young girls, not to the point of being selective about food. This Yu Lian... is not bad looking, but is too slutty. He actually had sex with Xie Shi yesterday...
A burst of music started playing, and it was Han Cheng's cell phone that rang.
When he saw it was Xiao Huang's number, he picked up the phone and said, "Xiao Huang, how's everything going?"
"Okay, I've kidnapped the security guard who petitioned you and his wife and daughter. What should I do? Do I want to kill them?" Xiao Huang asked.
Kill.
That was too cheap for them, and Hancheng's luck became worse and worse starting from them.
Then let’s start with them…
Chen Zhe, wait until I kill these bastards who don’t know the heights of heaven and earth, and then it’s your turn. I’ll make you kneel down and beg me in agony.
Han Cheng smiled gloomily, and even the few cultivators around him felt quite uncomfortable when they saw this smile.
"Don't kill me yet, I want to see for myself where you are,"
Xiao Huang gave the address there, and Han Cheng put down his cell phone.
He and Xiao Huang are now tied to a boat. Han Cheng plans to go abroad after finishing a few things, so he promised Xiao Huang to take him with him, otherwise Xiao Huang would have run away long ago.
Han Cheng glanced at the people around him and curled his lips slightly: "You guys, come with me, I have to do something."
"No," Zhang Bai refused directly: "The other party may have masters. It is very dangerous for you to go out rashly like this. If you meet a master of cultivation, I will be sure to take you out...but you have to run into the police."
Practitioners usually don't dare to go against the police. If they do so, they intend to put themselves on the opposite side of the country. Unless they plan to become immortals immediately or go abroad to hide, there will never be peace.
Han Cheng frowned and looked at Zhang Bai: "Don't forget, I am your boss and the one who pays."
"Haha, I, Zhang Bai, am different from these losers. I didn't take your money. What I want is to borrow your Han family's power and the magic weapon to return to our Qinglong Temple," Zhang Bai stared at him with fixed eyes. Looking at Han Cheng, a smell of blood filled the air. Han Cheng had always been afraid of him, but he didn't want to give in: "Then you stay here and let the four of them go with me. If they go, I will add another hundred thousand to each of them. "
One hundred thousand.
The practitioners present were all from no sect and had a bad reputation. They were short of money.
Since ancient times, the poor were poor in culture and rich in martial arts, and cultivation has always required a lot of money. Yu Lian licked her lips and said with a charming smile: "Young Master Han, I am becoming more and more interested in you."
The farmer-looking young man Xiao Fang and the rough man Li Dajiao all nodded: "Okay, one hundred thousand,"
Zhang Bai frowned, feeling displeased with Han Cheng's petty attitude. He looked at Han Cheng coldly: "If you go, don't blame me if you die."
"Zhang Bai, are you looking down on the four of us?" Li Dajiao glared at him and pulled the other three people to his side as he spoke.
Yu Lian, Xie Shi, and Xiao Fang also looked at Zhang Bai with hostility, vaguely feeling like they were about to attack, waiting for him to explain.
Zhang Bai snorted coldly and sat cross-legged on the bed, as if he didn't bother to talk to these people.
He didn't speak, but he had secretly gained his true energy. There was a bloody aura in his dim pupils, and an extremely cold feeling hit the four of them. Li Dajiao, who was the first to bear the brunt, groaned and took two steps back: " Qinglong Temple is amazing, huh, I have something to do today, I will come and learn your blood-killing technique another day,"
After saying a few words, he turned around and left. Seeing him showing weakness, the remaining three people knew that the master might not be able to deal with Zhang Bai even if they combined their efforts, so they had no choice but to turn around and leave.
Han Cheng couldn't see the fight between these cultivators. Anyway, these four people could stay safe by following him. He went out and picked up a black Passat parked in the garage. The car had a large space and it was not big enough for five people to sit down. It's quite crowded.
The passenger door opened, and Yu Lian twisted her waist and sat on it: "Young Master Han, I'm waiting to get close to you."
Han Cheng glanced at her unconsciously, and when they looked at her, he immediately felt his blood boiling. Even the woman's appearance was a bit enchanting, and he turned his head hurriedly, not daring to look at her again.