Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

Aunt Wang thought for a long time, then suddenly gritted her teeth and said harshly: "Humph, since this matter was caused by me, it must be resolved."

Wang Cuifen immediately stopped crying after hearing this.

Aunt Wang then said: "Cuifen, you have to get the money Jia Dongxu wants from me back."

Wang Cuifen wiped away her tears and asked hesitantly: "Auntie, are you sure you can get the money from Jia Dongxu? You also know his temper. You can't give it to me at all."

Aunt Wang shook her head and said, "I have a way, but you have to cooperate with me."

"What can I do?" Wang Cuifen asked hurriedly.

Aunt Wang whispered something into Wang Cuifen's ear.

Soon, Wang Cuifen's cheeks turned red and she said coquettishly, "Is this okay? Will Dongxu blame me?"

"Don't worry, if he dares to blame you, I'll deal with him." Aunt Wang said fiercely.

"Okay, let's work separately and try to get the money as soon as possible." After Wang Cuifen finished speaking, she hurriedly left.

At this time, at the other end, Jia Dongxu had already stopped the car.

After getting out of the car, Jia Dongxu saw many people gathered on the roadside, pointing and talking with expressions of watching the excitement.

"Huh?" Jia Dongxu was startled, then squeezed into the crowd, and saw a black Audi A4 lying across the street, blocking the way.

"Who hit my wife? Get out of here!" A young man in a floral shirt stood outside the car door angrily and shouted loudly, his face full of anger.

When everyone around him heard this, they burst into laughter and looked at Jia Dongxu with a joking look on their faces.

"Your wife? What's wrong with your wife? Why don't you let people talk about killing someone?" A mocking laugh came from the crowd.

Hua Shirt heard this and became furious.

At this time, a middle-aged man suddenly walked out of the crowd.

The middle-aged man wore a crisp suit and looked handsome and elegant. He only had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which made him appear elegant and elegant, which was incompatible with the vulgar floral shirt.

The middle-aged man looked at the license plate number, then walked to the driver's seat and reached out to open the door.

"Honey, how are you? Are you injured?"

"Husband!" As soon as Wang Cuifen saw the person, she immediately threw herself into the middle-aged man's arms, and Lihua burst into tears.

"Honey, I'm here!" the middle-aged man said softly, hugging his wife.

"Why did you come here? Wuwu... I almost died!"

"Okay, okay, don't cry, my husband will take revenge on you..."

The middle-aged man patted his wife on the shoulder, turned around, looked at Jia Dongxu with a sullen face, and asked sternly: "Did you stop the car?"

"It's not me!" Jia Dongxu shook his head in denial.

"Oh, it's useless not to admit it. The car is obviously yours. You kid is so immoral. How could you do such an immoral thing!" the middle-aged man cursed indignantly, and even raised his hand to slap Jia Dongxu twice. hand.

The surrounding people immediately booed and looked at Jia Dongxu with contempt and disgust.

Jia Dongxu was furious.

In all his life, he had never been slapped in the face. This made him furious, and a strong murderous intention filled the air.

Sensing this strong murderous intent, the surrounding onlookers were startled, took several steps back, and looked at Jia Dongxu in fear.

At this time, the flower shirt also noticed something unusual, and his expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

"What? You are so angry that you still want to hit me? Believe it or not, I will make you bleed today!" the middle-aged man roared fiercely.

"Haha, who are you? I will argue with you?".

Jia Dongxu sneered again and again.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he became even more angry and shouted sternly: "I think you deserve a beating. I will destroy you today!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he raised his fist and waved at Jia Dongxu.

"Hmph! Looking for death!" Jia Dongxu snorted coldly and also raised his fist to meet him.

The two fists hit each other, and the middle-aged man screamed on the spot and staggered back.

Seeing her husband suffer a loss, Hua Shirt immediately rushed up angrily.

As soon as the flower shirt rushed within two meters, he saw a huge fist coming, followed by a muffled bang.

The next second, the floral shirt flew out.

This time, Hua Shirt fainted and lay motionless on the ground.

This is the result of Jia Dongxu's holding on, otherwise, this flowered shirt will definitely hang up just like his wife.

The onlookers were all stunned and forgot to breathe for a moment.

When they reacted, everyone burst into deafening cheers again.

Jia Dongxu glanced indifferently at the motionless floral shirt lying on the ground, and moved on.

"Ouch...it hurts me so much..." A painful groan sounded. Jia Dongxu turned around and saw the flower lining sitting on the ground, covering his waist and wailing in pain, his face full of resentment.

Jia Dongxu frowned, then walked around him and continued moving forward.

Seeing this, the man immediately struggled to get up from the ground and chased after him. A pair of eyes flashed with a sinister light, and he cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth: "Bitch, if you dare to push me, I won't let you survive tonight, hehe... …”

Jia Dongxu's steps suddenly stagnated, and he turned back to stare coldly at the floral shirt.

The flowered shirt trembled when he saw it, and fear arose inexplicably in her heart, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Jia Dongxu snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards home.

"Bitch, let me see if I don't torture you to death!" Looking at Jia Dongxu's leaving figure, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You wait for me. When I find your weakness, I will make you miserable."

"Master, look at how ruthless Jia Dongxu is. He must compensate me." Hua Shirt said to Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an glanced at Hua Shirt coldly and ignored him.

Seeing that Wan Ping'an ignored him, Hua Shirt was dumbfounded. Then he became angry and said viciously: "Wan Ping'an, are you fucking deaf? I'm talking to you."

Wan Pingan glanced at him lazily and said in a bad tone: "Who are you? Am I familiar with you?"

"You... Wan Ping'an, don't be so shameless!" Hua Shirt was so angry when he heard this, he opened his mouth and cursed loudly.

"Holy crap! Are you so fucking stupid that you actually scolded me?" Wan Pingan looked at the flowered shirt like an idiot and sneered: "How many dogs do you think your parents have?"

"How dare you insult my parents? Damn it!" Hua Shirt went berserk. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to teach Wan Pingan a lesson.

"Stop! What are you doing?" A middle-aged woman arrived, grabbed her floral shirt, and asked sharply.

"Mom, he was the one who hit us." Hua Shirt pointed at Jia Dongxu and said.

The middle-aged woman turned to look at Jia Dongxu.

"Hello, aunt." Jia Dongxu greeted him proactively.

"Young man, do you know what my second child does? How dare you hit him? You are committing murder. I tell you, you are finished. I guarantee you will die without a burial place!" The middle-aged woman sneered. Face threatened.