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When Qi Wanshan and Zheng Xiuying saw Qi Jiayou come out carrying a kitchen knife, they were so shocked that they took a breath of air-conditioning.

"Jiayou, what are you doing? Put the knife down and put it down!" Zheng Xiuying's face was pale, and she wanted to faint on the spot.

She never expected that things would develop to this point. Her son actually took a knife at herself and her husband. She wanted to kill the father and the mother!

Qi Jiayou's hand holding the knife also trembled, but still gritted his teeth: "Hand over the money, hurry, hand over the money!"

"You bastard! This is because you can do anything regardless of the money!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Qi Jiayou danced the knife in Wu's hand in anger, "hand over the money."

Qi Wanshan's expression also changed when he saw the knife passing under his eyelids, knowing that his frenzied son really did everything for money, and he didn't dare to say anything to irritate him.

Just as he was about to give him the few hundred dollars left on him, there was a knock on the door.

The family of three in the house was stunned. For a while, they didn't know how to react.

The knocking outside the door continued for a while and then stopped, but soon began to knock again.

Qi Jiayou took the lead in reacting, holding a knife and saying to the two of them: "Mom, go and see who is knocking on the door."

Zheng Xiuying hesitated, and Qi Wanshan hurriedly said, "Go and see who it is?"

Zheng Xiuying breathed a sigh of relief, and ran to the gate in a hurry, and distanced herself from Qi Jiayou.

As she walked, she figured out how likely she was to open the door in a while and escape directly from the house.

I was thinking about it, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a few tall men in black at the door of my house. What do these people think... they don't look like serious people!

During this period of time, several batches of creditors have come to make trouble, and Zheng Xiuying's nerves are not fragile.

Now seeing such a group of people, Zheng Xiuying's eyes widened unconsciously, and she shook her throat and said, "You...who are you looking for?"

"Is this Qi Wanshan's home?" The middle-aged man in the lead said with a smile and politely, "Our husband has something to find out about Mr. Qi. Is he home?"

"Looking for... Looking for Wanshan?" Zheng Xiuying's eyes began to wander, secretly calculating in her heart.

Past experience told her that if this group of people really came to collect debts, even if they told them that Qi Wanshan was not there, they would definitely break in and take away everything from the house before.

And once they broke in, they would find that they were lying to them, and they might be angry that they were deceiving, and they would throw fire on her, damaging the pond fish.

With such a balance, Zheng Xiuying decisively confessed Qi Wanshan: "Wanshan, who is looking for you, come out!"

The father and son who were facing each other in the room were all taken aback when they heard Zheng Xiuying's shout. After reacting, Qi Wanshan quickly ran out of the door.

Qi Jiayou was a step late, looked at Qi Wanshan's back unwillingly, glanced at the knife in his hand, and turned back to the bedroom, intending to wait for the person outside to leave before continuing to ask for money from the two.

Qi Wanshan ran to the door and saw that the group of people standing outside was also taken aback: "You are..."

Jianghuai glanced at the person in front of him without a trace, and said with a smile: "You are Mr. Qi Wanshanqi, my husband has something to ask you to find out. I wonder if you are free now?"