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"Very unexpected, right?"

"In your eyes, I should be a worthless waste. The little white face who eats soft rice should be the laughing stock of your parents, right?" Jiang Han asked with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang, what's the matter."

"You just gave us ten thousand courage, I, I don't dare to laugh at you." Wang Dashun cried and smiled.

"Yes?"

"You bought a car and stuck in the doorway downstairs, waiting to wipe it ten times a day in front of my parents."

"Your precious grandson will always be more precious than my daughter."

"And your son, an executive, is amazing, with an annual salary of more than 100,000 yuan, and a beautiful wife."

"You guys are good at it."

Jiang Han smiled coldly and shouted sharply.

Mao Xiuzhi and Wang Dashun almost knelt in fright. Wang Baiquan and Xiaoquan were also in cold sweats.

Throughout the past few years, they have been showing off at the next door Jiang family all the time, and the rumors in the community have also been passed on from their mouths.

Li Guimei dare not meet with them anymore.

If you don't have a face-to-face meeting, you can't do it, so think of ways to block, find, and rely on others to show off, and you can't wait to **** off your family.

This is really an existing newspaper, well, I finally came to the door.

"Didn't you say that I am a little white face? Do you rely on women for food?"

"I can tell you now, I can destroy your whole family with one finger!" Jiang Han poked Wang Dashun's forehead vigorously, letting out a thunderous rage.

He hated that Wang Dashun was better than Mao Xiuzhi, and a big man's mouth was more broken than a woman.

"Brother Han, you can speak, I will get them right now."

Sun Feixiong picked up the fruit knife on the table and made a gesture of cutting his throat.

"Don't, don't!"

"Mr. Jiang, I, I was wrong, it was my broken mouth, my stinky mouth offended you, I **** it, please let us go."

Wang Dashun was hit by five thunders, kneeled on the ground in shock, and twitched his face.

"Xiaohan, no, Mr. Jiang, Lord Jiang, we are neighbors."

"You forgot. When I was young, your uncle and I used to hug you. You played with Baiquan every day after school. You are like brothers."

"It's all our bad, our mouth smells bad, but you have a lot of them. For the sake of the past, don't touch us."

"Yes, Brother Han, we won't dare to speak ill of you anymore, we won't dare to chew our tongue."

Mao Xiuzhi and Wang Baiquan never flew up in the past, and all the family knelt at the feet of Jiang Han and pleaded bitterly.

"In the past? You made my parents sick, and they couldn't lift their heads when they were angry. Why don't you think about the past when they are crying and painful?"

Jiang Han's face was expressionless, and his voice felt like cold ice: "Don't you think it's too late to come here for friendship?"

"Brother Han, let's talk, my knife is already hungry and thirsty." Sun Feixiong nailed the fruit knife to the coffee table and said viciously.

"Mr. Jiang, it's not a pity for people like this to die. When I look back, I will create a fire, and they will disappear cleanly." Zhou Guangyuan, who seems to be talkative, sneered.

Wang Dashun's face was sweaty.

He finally realized how terrible Jiang Han was.

That is the power of life and death above everything else, and their family is nothing but ants in the eyes of others.

Ignoring them in the past is not afraid of them, but disdain.

And when the wrath of thunder comes, they have only the fate of turning into a powder.

"I should have killed you."

"But it's too cheap for you, and it can't make up for the trauma of my parents' hearts. I want you to live, and I want you to atone for your mistakes!" Jiang Han said.

"Atonement, redemption, we are willing to redeem." Wang Dashun nodded quickly.

"Of course, capital offenses are forgiven, but living offenses are inevitable."

"From now on, the two of you are not allowed to appear in Dongzhou!" Jiang Han pointed to Wang Baiquan's couple.

"Yes, yes, we will get out of Dongzhou right away, and it won't hinder your eyes." Wang Baiquan was already half-dead in fright, how dare he not respond.

"You, open your mouth and talk in the future, and see if you continue to be a man or a chewing crow." Jiang Han moved his eyes to Mao Xiuzhi's face indifferently.

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I promise to treat your parents respectfully in the future..."

Jiang Han raised his hand: "Respect is not enough. You should speak normally and be comfortable to accept. My parents don't need flatterers, understand?"

"Understood. Understood." Mao Xiuzhi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Mr. Jiang, I also understand, understand." Wang Dashun echoed.

"You don't understand, and you don't need to understand, because you will never have to talk in the future." Jiang coldly smiled.

"Wh, what do you mean!" Wang Dashun panicked.

With a move of Jiang Han's finger, Da Liu and other strong men stepped forward and dragged Wang Dashun into the kitchen.

Soon, only a scream came from the kitchen.

Wang Dashun, with his face covered in blood, had fainted to death.

He lost his tongue and never had a chance to chew the tongue.

"Several people, I've borrowed it all." The matter was over, Jiang Han got up and greeted everyone.

"Mr. Jiang, wait a minute." Chen Wancheng called to him.

"Is there anything going on with Commander Chen?" Jiang Han still had a good impression of him, at least with regard to Qin Yu's affairs, he handled it very neatly.

"Recently, the general war zone is going to have a special contest. I would like to ask Mr. Jiang to go to my district to give guidance and teach them something."

"As you know, our sub-districts have always been unable to stand on the stage in the headquarters. As Li Gong's'guard force' is very shameless, please don't refuse Mr. Jiang." Chen Wancheng asked with a fist.

"Well, it's easy to say, I will take the time to go." Jiang Han nodded.

He had long been interested in training a group of sergeants, and he took advantage of this opportunity to select some talents.

"Then I would like to thank you." Chen Wancheng was overjoyed.

"Mr. Jiang, I have already negotiated with Qian Shao about the Liuye Lake project." The town secretary Li Weimin on the side also spoke at the right time.

"There is Master Lao Zhensi, I will be useful to Jiang Han in the future, just speak up." Jiang Han nodded politely.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Li Weimin was overjoyed.

With Jiang Han's words, he must be just around the corner to join the Han League.

After bidding farewell to a few people, Jiang Han went outside for a round.

This is the first half, and the show in the second half has just begun.

After finishing the long-tongue woman's family, Jiang Han returned home.

"Xiaohan, the dumplings are already cooked. Where are you going? The skin won't smell fragrant if it sticks later, so hurry up and send it to Mu Xue and Waer." Li Guimei urged impatiently.

"Got it!" Jiang Han didn't rush away, but glanced downstairs.

I saw two cars drove into the community.

The former is an extended Lincoln, and the latter is a Mercedes-Benz S-Class.

An able old man in a black Tang suit walked slowly down from his car and looked up at the dilapidated community, frowning: "Jiang Ye can stay here, he is really rich and not forgetting his roots. "

He is Li Hongqian's steward Hei Bo.

After Jiang Han killed the Qin family's elder Qin Chi, Qin Yu was faceless and returned to the war zone, fled with his younger sister, and went to his father who had already settled down there.

The huge Qin family was scattered overnight, and Jiang Han sent Heibo to take over the Qin family's industry.

You must know that the Qin family is an established family in Dongzhou, with a rich family background and numerous businesses.

It is also a disadvantage that Heibo is smart and capable, so he can sort out this stall in a short period of time. Today, Heibo came to help with Jiang Han's order.

Accompanied by his housekeeper and a person in charge of the old Qin family.

The group went straight to the second floor and knocked on Jiang Han's door.