What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the cock crows and the dog steals the time!

Jiangbei Huining Park.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, those aunts who had danced all night went home early to put their grandchildren to bed.

There wasn't even a ghost in the park at this time.

Even if there were really ghosts, Leng Buding would probably be so frightened that he died on the spot when he saw a few people hanging in the tree.

Zhang Qingyang, Fatty Chen and other senior staff of Wangjiang Branch, a total of eight people, had been hanging in the tree for nearly three hours.

Eight people, each with a piece of black cloth covering their eyes.

Zhang Qingyang had the blood of the Zhang family flowing in his body, so he was treated very well and was hung alone on a crooked tree.

The other seven people were hung on the same tree. From a distance, they looked like seven gourd babies.

at the very beginning.

Several of them were showing off their power and swearing in the air.

In the end, I probably ran out of energy and didn't say a word for nearly an hour.

On a chair not far away.

Zhang Xiaoan sat there with his legs crossed, quietly watching them hanging on the tree and swinging.

The wind at night in the north is still very strong.

Occasionally, a small gust of wind blows, and even a player of Fatty Chen's size has to float in the air twice.

It feels like it's almost dry.

Zhang Xiaoan threw away the Coke bottle in his hand, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked leisurely towards Zhang Qingyang and the others.

"Da da da……"

Hearing footsteps getting closer.

Zhang Qingyang suddenly felt energetic.

"Do you fucking know who I am? I'm from the Zhang family, Zhang Youzhi is my grandfather! Zhang Huaili is my dad!"

I am still your ancestor when I ride a horse!

"If you don't want to die, let me go as soon as possible. I'll just pretend that what happened today didn't happen, otherwise I'll step on the horse..."

Suddenly feeling a sharp object pressing against his belly, Zhang Qingyang immediately swallowed back the rest of his words.

Both legs were visibly shaking.

"Tell me, why don't you continue talking?" Zhang Xiaoan asked in a low voice.

Zhang Qingyang was silent.

"Brother, if you are here for money, you can just give me a number. I really advise you not to touch the young master of our Zhang family. Will you bear the consequences..."

Zhang Xiaoan picked up a stone and bounced it into the face of the person who interrupted.

He beat him until he fainted with a groan.

"You're still hanging on a tree and you're not being honest and talking too much!"

Zhang Xiaoan pushed the wooden stick that he had sharpened into a sharp point forward:

"Let me ask you a few questions and answer me truthfully. If you dare to tell a lie, I will go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife!"

"You...just ask..." Zhang Qingyang's tone was a little softer.

"Have you ever had any sexual relations?"

"...Huh?" Zhang Qingyang was stunned for a moment.

"Ah, what, I'm asking you, have you ever had any sexual relations with men and women?"

"Have……"

"How many did you do?"

Zhang Qingyang tried hard to remember: "I can't count... I can't count..."

This answer was expected by Zhang Xiaoan.

Rich second generation!

How can there be a shortage of women when you have money? Just drive a luxury car to the door of the bar, and some women will take the initiative to jump into the car.

Even if I pull my hair out and kick it out, I can't get it out.

"Are there any minors who were forced by you?"

"No……"

Zhang Xiaoan poked him twice with a wooden stick: "Tell the truth!"

"It's true... I'm not short of money and I never do that kind of thing. It's all girls who pick up on me..."

"Haha, you are quite proud." Zhang Xiaoan asked again: "Eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, how many things have you been involved in?"

"Whoring...except for the occasional whoring, I have never done anything else! Really!"

Zhang Qingyang's performance at this time cannot be said to be courageous, he is simply a coward.

Zhang Xiaoan was a little angry at his behavior, but he didn't get angry and continued to ask: "Is it just once in a while?"

"Yes, yes, it's only once or twice a month. The rest are all brought to my doorstep by those who are rushing to pick me up!"

"Okay, do you usually bully others? Have you ever been a spirited boy?"

"……No……"

"You lied, I stabbed you!" Zhang Xiaoan held the wooden stick and pushed it forward little by little: "Do you feel the pain? I'm going to stab you in the flesh!"

"I did it! I did it! When I was in school!" Zhang Qingyang struggled violently and explained quickly: "When I was in school, I collected protection money. If anyone dared not pay me, I would have someone beat him. But that was all That happened many years ago!”

"You haven't committed any crimes in society in recent years?" Zhang Xiaoan asked with some disbelief.

"I'm so nervous now that I can't remember many things. Why are you asking these questions, brother?!"

"Can you tell me where I have offended you?"

Zhang Xiaoan poked out a small wooden stick and said, "Call me Brother Chicken Feather, call me Ancestor!"

"Ancestor! You are my ancestor!!!"

It's okay that Zhang Qingyang didn't yell. After the yelling, Zhang Xiaoan's anger suddenly surged up.

He raised his hand and punched Zhang Qingyang several times.

"Scream if you are told. Why are you so spineless! What a fucking disgrace to the old Zhang family. I'll fuck your ancestors!"

Thinking about Zhang Xiaoan's dominance in the cultivation world back then, who wouldn't shudder when they saw him? Everyone was as scared as a grandson.

Even if you are a descendant of the Zhang family in the later period, if you pick one out at random, which one will not be the best among those who stand alone?

Look at Zhang Qingyang again. He can call him ancestor without hesitation at all.

His spineless behavior makes people more angry than his stupidity.

"I know who you are." Fatty Chen on the side suddenly said something.

Zhang Xiaoan stopped beating Zhang Qingyang and looked up at Fatty Chen: "Who am I?"

"You are the son-in-law of Mingjun Group. The man who beat me at the Carlton Hotel that day, your name is Zhang Xiaoan, right?"

Fatty Chen felt something very familiar when he heard Zhang Xiaoan's voice. He thought for a long time that he finally remembered who the other party was.

"What if I'm not?"

"You must be, haha, young man, I have put pressure on your group in the past two days. It is true that your group is having a hard time, but your method of solving the problem is a bit too extreme. Have you thought about how to deal with the aftermath?"

"Actually, there is no conflict between us that we can't get over. We can sit down together and have a good chat."

After all, Fatty Chen is the person in charge of the Wangjiang branch of the Zhang family. He is capable, calm when dealing with situations, and can grasp the key points better when speaking.

He will not anger Chang Xiaoan, nor will he show any panic.

"Are you very calm, fat man?" Zhang Xiaoan asked, holding his shoulders.

If the anger towards Zhang Qingyang comes from family affection, it is the kind of anger that hates iron but cannot be transformed into steel.

Zhang Xiaoan's anger towards Fatty Chen has nothing to do with family ties.

To put it bluntly.

To put it bluntly, Fatty Chen is a housekeeper of the Zhang family, responsible for managing the Wangjiang business.

According to the general situation.

If the young master of the family causes trouble outside, the housekeeper must immediately deal with the aftermath, and then report the situation to the head of the house, and cooperate with the head of the house to educate the young master and let him behave well.

But Fatty Chen didn't do that.

He blindly indulged Zhang Qingyang, and the final result was that the Zhang family's business was destroyed in Zhang Qingyang's hands.

As a result, the entire family's reputation was ruined, hundreds of years of foundation were destroyed, and people had to point their noses at their ancestors.

Maybe Zhang Xiaoan took the problem too seriously and made it out of a molehill.

But it doesn't matter.

He just saw Fatty Chen unhappy and very unhappy.

Do you need a reason to hit someone?

Ordinary people may need it.

But Chang Hsiao-an doesn’t need it.

"After all, I am almost 50 years old. I hope we can sit down and resolve the conflicts between our families calmly..."

"If you can't sit down, I want to deal with you today." Zhang Xiaoan said unreasonably.

Fatty Chen replied truthfully:

"Haha, then come on, as long as you can relieve your anger, I will bear it."