I have been practicing Taoism for ten years, but you told me that Taoism is all fake.

Jiang Chen raised his head, his expression became hideous, and his eyes were full of murderous aura!

He! Stepped on my Chelsea!!

Suddenly, an incomparably terrifying momentum appeared in the air.

Everyone present had a feeling of panic and fear, a hundred times more terrifying than seeing the head teacher when they made mistakes as children.

The fat manager felt that it was difficult to breathe at this time, as if the air around him had been withdrawn, a terrible coercion struck, he could feel that this coercion was emitted by this young man in Chelsea leather shoes, but he did not dare to move, he always felt that as long as he moved, something extremely terrible would happen.

He froze in place, feeling countless thunderbolts explode in his ears, making him tremble uncontrollably!

At this moment, a hand grabbed his collar, and the coercion became stronger and stronger, and the manager couldn't help but show a panicked expression, and the moment he raised his head, his body trembled even more.

I saw Jiang Chen grabbing his collar, staring at him viciously, and carrying him directly against the wall of the security room.

The manager's eyes trembled uncontrollably, and his whole body trembled even more, and he looked at Jiang Chen in horror. And did not dare to speak.

Jiang Chen's eyes were fierce, and he slowly leaned over and said in an extremely thick voice close to the manager's ear.

"Heroes can be wronged, but you can't step on my Chelsea!" After speaking, Jiang Chen threw off the manager's collar and turned around dashingly.

At this time, the manager could no longer hold back, he held his head in his hands with a painful face, and fell to his knees.

He was wet with sweat all over his body, and he felt like he had just experienced something at the ghost gate.

He vowed never to step on any pair of Chelsea again in his life, never.

Jiang Chen's eyes were indifferent, and he walked straight forward, and when he passed by Jiang Yang's side, Jiang Yang also looked at Jiang Chen nervously, not daring to look directly at his gaze.

He felt that his nephew's coercion was too strong, so strong that he couldn't help but want to kneel and worship.

Jiang Chen's expression was grim, and after walking a few steps, he paused and fell back and came to the manager.

The manager's heart suddenly raced and he looked up at Jiang Chen with a look of horror.

"Step on me Chelsea, you must wipe it clean, or I will kill you today!" Jiang Chen stretched out the Chelsea leather shoe that had been stepped on.

Look at the manager coldly.

Without saying a word, the manager directly gasped at the leather shoes and wiped them clean with his sleeves.

It wasn't until the shoes were wiped clean that the anger in Jiang Chen's heart slowly fell.

The manager felt a light coercion, and immediately got up with a smiling face and slowly retreated: "Your dog you want to keep for as long as you want, it's okay, it's okay, I'll go first." The

manager didn't want to stay longer for a moment, so he directly retreated and ran, for fear that Jiang Chen would stop him again.

When the anger stabilized a bit, Jiang Chen changed back to the black Daoist uniform he usually wore, and he found that after Chelsea was trampled, his body was like a volcanic eruption, full of strength, and he especially wanted to vent violently.

At this time, Jiang Yang felt a little surprised when he saw Jiang Chen change his clothes, but he was immediately relieved.

There are all ghosts in this world, and it's not surprising that changing clothes is fast.

His face was a little sad at this time, and he saw Jiang Chen come over and open his mouth, and he wanted to say nothing.

Jiang Chen saw Jiang Yang's thoughts, and he walked directly to Jiang Yang's side with a black suitcase.

"Second uncle, I can't say anything."

"Alas, this..." Jiang Yang looked at Jiang Chen, wanting to say nothing.

"Second uncle, say ah, it's okay, as long as it's within your reach." Jiang Chen said and took out a new mobile phone, adding Chen Gang, the second uncle, and Huang Xiaoyi's phone.

"Baby, uncle may have to return to the village tomorrow, in this city, uncle can't stay." Jiang Yang knew that although Jiang Chen scared the manager today, the manager had a small belly, and it was inevitable to find trouble for him at work in the future, so instead of passively suffering, it was better to take the initiative to resign and go home.

He is now over forty years old, it is difficult to find other jobs, he has saved tens of thousands of yuan as a security guard over the years, and it is good to raise chickens in the countryside.

Jiang Chen was a little surprised at this time and said, "Second uncle, why go back to the village?"

Jiang Yang helplessly lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "Baby, you are still young, I don't know how difficult this society is, and your uncle will starve to death if you don't go to work."

"In this society, it is difficult to move without money, and if you don't have money, you can't even drink water."

"If my uncle doesn't go to work, he can't support himself."

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then he silently pulled over the suitcase and opened it.

After Jiang Yang glanced at the box, his face was suddenly shocked.

I saw that the suitcase was filled with stacks of brand new million-dollar bills.

"Baby! What are you doing! How so much money!

Jiang Chen said very crisply: "Uncle, this is the money left to me by my master, you take it, you can arrange it however you want." Jiang

Yang suddenly didn't know how to describe it, he had never seen so much money at all, and at this time he felt like a dream.

If this money is given to him, he can pluck up the courage to confess to the landlady, but I am afraid that this money will not be clean.

After all, Jiang Chen was just a Taoist priest, and the money couldn't come so quickly.

"Uncle, you want to find a way to improve your and my father's life, if you feel less, I still have it here, you just have to spend it, when you finish it, ask me again."

Saying that, he took out two title deeds from his suitcase, two Rolls-Royce car keys, and two bank cards.

Jiang Yang's whole person was stunned at this time, and he forcibly kept calm and asked: "Chen Wazi, this money, is it really clean?" Don't go off the beaten path.

"Uncle, no problem." Jiang Chen looked at Jiang Yang with a smile: "Uncle, I heard that people in the city like to buy cars and houses, I have bought them all for you, and there are 10 million in the bank card, which should be enough for you to live a good old age."

Jiang Yang looked at the money in the suitcase and was a little excited.

The scene of the landlady Zhang Xiuhua marrying him already appeared in his mind.

But he felt something was wrong.

"Baby, how do I feel that you are explaining the aftermath? Where are you going? "Where does Jiang Yang not realize the purpose of Jiang Chen's trip to find him.

Jiang Chen smiled: "Uncle, I am a Taoist priest, I need to practice, Taoist priests are like duckweed, there are no roots, and there is no home."

"Uncle, don't look sad, when the time comes, I will come back." Jiang Chen said, whistled, and Big Yellow's ears immediately stood up, ran directly over, and rubbed Jiang Chen's pant legs.

"Alas, did you tell your old man? The past ten years have disappeared, and as soon as we meet, we will be separated, I am afraid that your old man will not be able to accept it.

Jiang Chen exhaled deeply: "My dad will understand."

Jiang Yang sighed: "Silly child, aren't you already rich?" What are you still running around for, is it not good to calm down and accompany your old man? Isn't it better to find a daughter-in-law and start a family? Stop being a Taoist.

Jiang Chen's gaze became firm, he knew that the world would change drastically in three years, and he was the one who might affect this change, so he couldn't stop, because this was his choice and his destiny.