Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

On the third day, which is the day that Su Yan restricted the He family members to leave the He family, everything from the He family group and even the residence could not be taken away, otherwise they would die.

The He family residence is a golden area, a manor building with many villas, the largest of which is where generations of the He family have lived.

Originally, this place was supposed to be extremely lively, with parties held here and celebrities entertained there. In short, the parking lot of the He family was filled with a dazzling array of luxury cars.

But now it was extremely quiet. Apart from his own luxury car parked everywhere, there was no other luxury car.

The eldest son of the He family, He Chengru, was smoking non-stop, and the ashtray in front of him was already full of cigarette butts.

"Let me tell you, that little bitch is the cause of all this. If it weren't for him, our He family would be like this!"

A woman had her hands on her hips with an angry look on her face.

"Sister-in-law is right, it's He Lingxi's fault. If he hadn't owed money to others, would this have happened?" He Chengbang, the second master of the He family, stared coldly at He Lingxi who was squatting beside him, already very angry.

"He Lingxi, it was you who made us lose everything. It was you who harmed the He family!"

He Yaohui was so angry that he slapped He Lingxi directly.

He Lingxi's eyes were weeping silently. Her heart seemed to be dead and she didn't care about their words at all.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

The third master of the He family kicked He Lingxi, his eyes widened and he wanted to kill her.

He Lingxi suddenly stood up and stared at everyone like a vicious wolf, which startled everyone.

"Don't look at me like that. If you look at me again, I will beat you to death."

"snort!"

He Lingxi suddenly laughed, laughing unscrupulously, as if he was laughing at them.

"Was it wrong for me to bring back the elixir to treat my grandpa? When I said I would give others two billion, who jumped up like a dog to object? Now you blame me, you deserve what happened today."

After He Lingxi finished speaking, she slammed the door and left. She was heartbroken, but life had to go on, and she planned to seek refuge with her best friend.

"This stinky girl makes me so angry!"

He Chengru's face was full of rage, but he had nowhere to vent it. They all knew that they were actually responsible for what happened now.

"Father, what should we do now?" He Yaohui was unwilling and had forgotten all his previous fears.

"What else can we do? Just pack your things and leave."

"But……"

"It's nothing to worry about. Who can resist the Grand Master? If you leave, you can at least save a small life."

He Yaohui's clenched hands loosened. The word "grandmaster" was like a five-fingered mountain to him and could not be shaken at all.

Others also had gloomy faces, and there was only a dead end if they didn't take the next step.

"Let's go. I've been in the casino for decades and I have a lot of friends. I can at least make a living."

He Chengru and his family left the house directly, taking only some clothes, and even their bank cards were frozen.

The other three families of the He family also left one after another and went their separate ways, and everyone did not get together.

…

"Hey, Boss Wang, I'm He Chengru, are you free?"

"Boss He, I've been very busy recently. I have too many things on my hands."

"I only have one thing to do, and I won't delay you for a few minutes."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"Can you lend me some money?"

"Boss He, aren't you trying to kill me? Your famous eldest son He actually borrowed money from me."

He Chengru had already heard that there was something wrong in the words, but he still endured it. He was so poor that he had to bow his head.

"Let's do this. For the sake of our many years of cooperation, I will give you one hundred thousand yuan."

Boss Wang said very grandly, as if one hundred thousand yuan was a benevolence and justice.

Telling Boss Wang that he was really kind and righteous. Now that everyone knows that the He family will be taken over by the young man who killed Bi Jian, who dares to help the He family?

Hearing that Boss Wang only planned to give him 100,000 yuan, He Chengru's face jumped wildly and he dropped the phone on the ground in anger.

Boss Wang on the other side of the phone couldn't help but smile and hung up the phone.

Sitting in his office with a sea view, he was very leisurely and said calmly: "He Chengru, you also have today, it can only be considered bad luck for your family."

"Dad, do you have any clues over there?" He Yaohui said expectantly.

He Chengru's face was gloomy and he said angrily: "These are just a bunch of white-eyed wolves. When our He family was strong, they would kneel down and lick us one by one, but now they are adding insult to injury."

When He Yaohui heard this, he couldn't help but show anger on his face.

"Me too. A group of friends who usually play very well, but now none of them answer my calls. I misjudged them."

He Chengru sighed. There were more than a dozen people in their group. They all needed money every day. How could they live like this?

He Yaohui's face was full of despair. He was once the leader of the four young men in the gambling city, but now he couldn't even provide food and clothing.

He suddenly thought of something, and a trace of joy appeared on his face.

"Dad, I also have a small villa and a sports car in the suburbs."

He Chengru shook his head and said, "That thing has to be taken away by Su Yan."

"No, the person who transferred the ownership of that thing was my former girlfriend, and she passed away long ago."

He Chengru's eyes lit up and he clenched his fists tightly.

"With that thing, our He family will definitely rise again."

The situation of other branches of the He family was not optimistic either. They encountered obstacles at every turn, and ended up relying on their own nannies or housekeepers to live an extremely miserable life.

Think about the Mrs. He who used to spend hundreds of thousands just shopping around the mall, but now she is wearing worker's clothes and fertilizing the vegetable garden.

Think about it, the young man who used to drive around in a top-notch sports car to flirt with girls, go in and out of nightclubs and even KTVs, now drives a taxi to solicit customers.

Think about it: before I used my clothes to hold out my hands for food and open my mouth, all I ate was bird's nests, shark's fins, abalone, and all I drank was 82 Lafite, but now I eat porridge and pickles every day.

Think about the past when luxury cars were the only means of transportation. No matter where you went, you would be glamorous and attract attention. But now, you are ridiculed and ridiculed, and even beaten and scolded if you are not able to work well.

This huge gap makes the He family miserable. Only now do they realize that this society is not a fairy tale world, but a very real society.

They know why newspapers say every day that buildings are extremely expensive and require half a lifetime or even a lifetime of hard work. Only now do they realize that it takes ordinary people a year, even several years or more to earn those things that they usually don't value at all.

This is cruel to the He family. Such a life is simply unacceptable. Some people even choose to commit suicide.

But those who are still strong and surviving have gradually got on the right track. They seem to have begun to forget the glory of the He family and just want to live a better life for themselves and their families.

"Hey, isn't this He Shao? Why is he driving a taxi?" The rich second generation of Shamate said with a smile on his face.

"Where?"

He Yaohui's face was calm, as if he didn't recognize the former little brother in front of him.

"To the dock."

…

"Here we go, fifty dollars."

"One hundred yuan, there's no need to look for it." The rich second-generation Shamate took out another thousand yuan from his bag and threw it directly in He Yaohui's face.

He Yaohui's expression changed, and he grabbed the collar of the second-generation Shamate rich man's shirt, and said coldly: "Pick them back one by one for me, or I will kill you. Don't forget that you are still an ant in front of me."

The second generation rich man who killed Matt was so frightened that he nodded quickly, picked up the money and ran away.