The beautiful president loves me alone

"Okay, you can keep this one." Xu Tian nodded in agreement.

"Can I ask what kind of kung fu your sister learns? I want to learn too!" A certain girl was eager to try.

Xu Tian paused, then smiled lightly and said, "It's just an ordinary fighting technique, it must surpass my sister's strength since she was a child."

"So it is."

"Then which country did you live in before, are you Chinese..."

The girls chatted around Xu Tian for a while before leaving in twos and threes.

At this time, the second elder and Zhou Laosi who had gone out to smoke also came back.

"What's going on, we seem to have seen two punks swearing away just now."

Zhou Laosi asked curiously.

"It's nothing, let's go to a restaurant in the city to eat." Xu Tian casually threw the hamburger he had just bought in line to Zhong Yu and Zhong Ling.

Just when there was a lot of commotion, Xu Tian didn't want to cause trouble, so he took people out of the airport first.

Just when several people got up and walked outside, a long-haired young man wearing a peaked cap hurried in and bumped into Zhong Yu who was walking out.

"Sister, I'm sorry..." Zhong Yu subconsciously apologized.

But the man raised his head and said in a rough voice.

"Little sister, not all long hairs are sisters."

"You..." Zhong Yu was dumbfounded, never expecting that the elite standing in front of her was a man.

"I'm sorry..." She blushed, said something hastily, bowed her head and left.

After walking a few steps, I saw another tall and beautiful woman.

"It must be a woman this time..." The little girl muttered, "But why does this woman look familiar... Ah... I seem to have seen her movie before!"

"And..." She felt a little belatedly. "That long-haired man's aura is so strong!"

"Aura?" Xu Tian and the others were slightly taken aback. How could Huaxia casually see a martial artist with a strong aura on the street.

"Really!" Zhong Yu said confidently, "I think he is very strong. If we fight, I am afraid that if I join forces with Zhong Ling, we will not be his opponent."

Zhong Ling frowned when she heard this, and then turned her head to look in the direction where the long-haired youth left.

However, there are too many people in the fast food restaurant, and the person has long been lost.

"You must be dazzled." Zhou Laosi said casually, "This is not Wuji Island, how can there be such a level of masters, not to mention that even in Wuji Island, people like the one you mentioned are rare. "

"You put it that way..." Zhong Yu pondered, "I feel more and more that man looks like a sissy!"

Xu Tian hurriedly said: "Okay, Huaxia's aesthetics are more tolerant, and it's nothing unusual for men to have long hair. If you see it in the future, don't make a fuss. Did you hear me?"

If Zhong Yu pointed at a long-haired man on the street and called her a sissy, there might be a fight.

Even a man with long hair can't stand this kind of nickname.

Several people walked out of the airport, took a taxi back to the city and had their first meal.

On the way, Zhong Yu was a little disappointed. He felt that the economic level of Jiangcheng was not as good as that of Wuji Island, and he didn't even see a sports car along the way.

In fact, this is normal. Although Jiangcheng relies on the emperor, it is only a second-tier city after all, and the Chinese people are relatively low-key. Except for the rich second generation who love cars or show off their wealth, the rich generally prefer cars like Maybachs or A functional suv.

But when he got to the restaurant, Zhong Yu couldn't care less about complaining anymore, and started eating hard.

Huaxia dare not say anything about other aspects, but in terms of food, it is definitely a few blocks away from Wuji Island. Xu Tian stayed in Wuji Island for a few months, let alone Cantonese Huainan cuisine, and he couldn't even find a decent Sichuan restaurant.

While several people were feasting in the dining room, in the living room of Yan's house in Jiangcheng.

Yan Hongyu stared indifferently at the man with the scar standing in front of him.

"Trash, the task I entrusted to you, why hasn't it been completed after so long?"

"Young Master Yan, we also have difficulties." The scarred man said, "Although we are debt collectors, we have to abide by the rules, right? Yan Jinsong did manage that we borrowed money, but he paid off the principal with interest. Now you ask us to find an excuse to take their villa, and we have no reason..."

"No reason?" Yan Hongyu chuckled lightly, "Don't be kidding, he borrowed so much money from you at the beginning, maybe there was one of them that he forgot to pay back, and now the rolling interest is definitely not as simple as hundreds of thousands , It is only natural for you to take over their villas, as long as the interest rate is too high, it will be justified."

"And I did this for your sake. After all, I want to make Yan Jinsong's family homeless. There are many ways, but only this way can let you get a villa for nothing, and you can also get another 30 commission."

"Young Master Yan, are you serious?" The man with the scar widened his eyes, which were full of joy.

"Of course, as long as you drive Su Xiuya out of the villa, I'll write you a check."

"That's no problem." The man with the scar nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Young Master Yan, I will definitely take care of this matter for you!

Some time ago, news leaked out that Yan Jinsong and Yan Qingxue's father and daughter conspired to kill Yan Jinbai. Now the case must be settled and it will be sent to the court for trial.

It is normal for Yan Hongyu to hate Yan Jinsong's family and want to kill them all.

Anyway, they can get a villa for nothing, and there is a commission. With such a steady profit and no loss, what principles should they pay attention to?

"Then when will you act?" Yan Hongyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "My patience is limited."

"Immediately! Immediately!" Scarface smiled ingratiatingly, "I will personally bring someone over to collect the house! Tell Su Xiuya to pack up and get out of the villa!"

"She is not allowed to keep the bedding!" Yan Hongyu's eyes showed a sinister look, "I want her to be penniless and helpless!"

……

After the man with the scar came out of Yan Hongyu's place, he immediately gathered the subordinates of the fund, and after a while, seven or eight punks in leather jackets arrived.

"You all follow me to collect the bill!" The man with the scar gave an order, and a group of people rushed towards Jiangshui Dynasty in a mighty manner.

In less than 10 minutes, a group of hooligans gathered in front of Jiangshui Dynasty No. 88.

A wretched man in the lead raised his foot and kicked the door, shouting as he kicked.

"Is there anyone, get out of here!"

Su Xiuya in the villa heard the kick on the door and ran from the living room to the entrance in panic.

After she opened the door, before she could speak, the punks rushed in and rushed in.

Su Xiuya has had a hard time these past few months. Her eyes are dull and her hair is half white. She seems to be ten years older, and she has lost her previous calmness and elegance.

Ever since her husband and woman were locked up in the detention center, Su Xiuya was out of her mind and worried every day, and didn't know what to do.