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

"Haha, what a joke. You are worthy of threatening us. Believe it or not, I will destroy you right now!" Wan Ping'an shouted coldly, with a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

"Haha, Wan Ping'an, are you crazy? Why do you still want to destroy me?" Zhou Biao burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke.

However, at this moment, Wan Ping'an suddenly took action, grabbing Zhou Biao with one hand like an eagle's claw.

Zhou Biao's face changed slightly and he hurriedly raised his arm to stop him.

However, his speed was simply not comparable to Wan Pingan's. He only lasted for two seconds before screaming and flying out.

Bang!

Hitting the wall, Zhou Biao vomited blood and struggled to stand up.

"You...how dare you hurt your cousin!"

At this time, a group of people from the Zhou family rushed out, pointed at Wan Pingan and yelled curses.

"Wan Ping'an, hurry up and compensate us for our medical expenses, otherwise don't blame us brothers for being rude!"

"Yes, if you don't pay compensation today, we will destroy you!"

"What are you doing, you useless loser? Hurry up and compensate my cousin!"

The rest of the Zhou family, men, women, old and young, all rushed out, surrounded Wan Ping'an, and started shouting insults in a very arrogant and domineering manner.

Wan Ping'an looked at the scene in front of him, clenching his fists tightly and veins popping out on his forehead.

His head was pounding and his heart was pounding.

Because the insults from these people were so harsh that it made his head feel like it was exploding!

These people, these beasts, these bastards!

Are they people?

"That's enough! Shut up, everyone!" Wan Pingan roared.

In an instant, everyone was silent, and the air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder.

Wan Ping'an took a few deep breaths, suppressed the overwhelming anger in his heart, and said slowly: "This is a courtyard house, no one is allowed to cause trouble, everyone should go home and stay!"

"Go home and stay. Damn, Wan Ping An, who are you? Are you in charge of our Zhou family?"

"Damn it, who do you think you are? My dad is the mayor, my brother is Zhou Weiwen, the chairman of the Zhou Group, and my uncle is even more awesome! Why do you interfere in the Zhou family's affairs?"

"That's right! Compensate us quickly, or we'll kill you!"

Everyone criticized.

"You..." Wan Ping'an's face was ashen, his fists clenching loudly, and he wanted to go forward and beat them.

However, he restrained himself because he knew that these people in front of him were all dandies who could not be beaten or scolded. If they were beaten, they would be beaten in vain and they would get into trouble.

Wan Pingan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then said: "Get the bank card from home, and then give you the money!"

"Haha, wouldn't it be over already?" Zhou Biao said with a smile.

Wan Pingan glanced at Zhou Biao, then turned and walked outside the courtyard.

Okay, I'll pay! My action of returning to Wan Ping'an shocked everyone present.

"He actually agreed to compensate. Isn't this unscientific?"

"He must have given in and didn't want to cause trouble."

"I just said that it is impossible for such a coward to dare to resist the Zhou family."

Everyone started talking in low voices and sneered at Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an stopped when he reached the door, turned back to look at Zhou Biao and said, "I forgot to remind you, this courtyard house already belongs to the state, and you are not qualified to collect taxes."

"What?" Zhou Biao's face darkened: "Nonsense!"

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not!" Wan Ping'an left the courtyard and walked outside.

He knew that these unscrupulous people just wanted to extort money, but this courtyard house did not belong to his family.

This time he took the initiative to back down, hoping that Zhou Biao would stop causing trouble, otherwise he would not mind maiming Zhou Biao and throwing him out of the courtyard.

As for the juniors of the Zhou family, he didn't bother to pay attention to them, because in Wan Pingan's eyes, these people were just ants.

"Humph, I don't believe it. With so many people, why are you afraid that you won't pay?" Zhou Biao stared at Wan Ping'an with a sinister look in his eyes.

After Wan Ping'an came out of the courtyard, he stopped a car and went straight to the bank.

Wan Ping'an is not greedy for the property in the courtyard. After all, this house is worthless in his opinion.

However, he was worried that these people would make a big fuss, so he simply paid the debt out of his own pocket to avoid long nights and nightmares.

"Master, go to the bank." 507 million Ping An said.

"Okay." The driver stepped on the accelerator to the floor, and instantly the car soared over a hundred yards.

Soon, the taxi drove into a busy area.

"Is this the bank?" Wan Pingan asked.

"Yes." The driver responded.

The driver smiled heartily, started the car and left here.

Inside the bank, the lights were brightly lit at the moment.

Wan Pingan sat alone on a chair outside the bank, smoking silently.

At some point, he felt cold all over.

Suddenly, a young man wearing a black trench coat slowly walked up to him.

"Everything is safe." The man said calmly.

Hearing someone talking to him, Wan Ping'an frowned slightly and turned around to glance. When he saw the other person, he was startled and said in surprise: "Xiao Chen? Why is it you!"

It turned out that the man who greeted Wan Pingan was Xiao Chen, but what surprised Wan Pingan was that Xiao Chen was also in Sijiu City, and he was near him, not far away.

"Huh? Why are you here?" Xiao Chen asked doubtfully.

"Don't mention it, it's really unlucky."

Wan Pingan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"What happened?" Xiao Chen asked curiously.

"Stop talking, it's so unlucky." Wan Ping'an sighed, and then recounted what had just happened.

After hearing this, Xiao Chen's face suddenly darkened, and a fierce murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

He knew that the Zhou family would never give up and Wan Pingan would be in trouble this time.

"Sigh... Xiao Chen, I am also at fault for this matter, but don't worry, I will resolve this matter as soon as possible."

Wan Ping'an promised, patting his chest with an apologetic look on his face.

Xiao Chen said nothing and looked at the tall buildings in the distance.

"Just wait and see!" Xiao Chen's eyes gradually turned cold.

This matter will not end so easily, and the Zhou family must pay the price.

"By the way, what are you doing in the courtyard?" Wan Pingan asked doubtfully.

"Nothing, come and take a look." After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he was about to leave.

"Hey, don't go." Wan Ping'an quickly grabbed Xiao Chen and said with a smile, "Let's go for a ride together."

"Aren't you afraid of meeting someone you know?" Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and said.

"Hai, what will happen if we meet?"

"Hey, there seems to be a manor there. What is it called Longquan Villa?"

Soon, the two arrived at the gate of the manor.

"Is this Longquan Villa?" Wan Ping'an looked at the four big characters on the house plate and couldn't help but frown.

"Yeah." Xiao Chen nodded and continued walking forward.

Soon the two disappeared into the manor without attracting anyone's attention.

"Xiao Chen, wait for me outside." Wan Pingan said.

At this moment, in the central hall of the manor, Zhou Biao, Zhou Yuntao, and Wang Xuerong had gathered here.

Each of them held a document in their hands, with serious expressions, as if they were studying some important information.

"Dad, Mom, that loser Wan Ping'an will definitely die today!" Zhou Qiang said with a ferocious face.

The same goes for Zhou Biao and Wang Xuerong, with winner-like smiles on their lips.

"Hmph, I've already guessed that that wimp Wan Ping'an didn't dare to come. It would be better if he didn't come, so as not to waste time." Zhou Yuntao snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, that loser Wan Ping'an will definitely come back. When the time comes, let him kowtow a few times to you." Zhou Biao said with a lewd smile.

"By the way, where's your grandpa? We haven't seen him for so long." Wang Xuerong suddenly said doubtfully.

Hearing this, Zhou Biao's expression changed for a few seconds, and then he said: "Grandpa has been feeling a little unwell recently, so he didn't come over."

"Are you not feeling well?" Wang Xuerong frowned, and then said: "Since your grandfather is sick, let's not waste time and quickly clean up that waste."

Wang Xuerong desperately wanted to avenge her son's broken finger.

Zhou Biao nodded and then waved his hand.

In an instant, a group of strong men in black filed out and surrounded the entire manor.

Zhou Yuntao and Wang Xuerong stood up with expressions as if they were watching a show.

They believed in Zhou Biao's methods.

"Wan Ping'an may not come, what should I do?" Zhou Qiang asked hurriedly.

"Why are you in a hurry? I have already made arrangements. I guarantee that he will not be able to escape this time." Zhou Biao said coldly with his eyes narrowed.

"You are so awesome." Zhou Qiang said excitedly.

Zhou Biao ignored Zhou Qiang and crossed his arms over his chest with a playful smile on his face.

At the same time, in a luxurious living room in Longquan Villa, an old man was lying on the sofa and taking a nap.

Dong Dong Dong——!

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Then, a maid opened the door.

"Master, Master Zhou Biao and the others have arrived with Wan Ping'an." the maid said respectfully.

Hearing Zhou Biao's arrival, the old man immediately opened his eyes, revealing his exquisite eyes.

"Let them all come in," the old man ordered.

"Yes!" The maid took the order and retreated.

It didn't take long for Wan Ping'an to arrive in the living room.

As soon as the two came in, they immediately noticed something unusual in the living room. Zhou Biao and Wang Xuerong were actually sitting here.

"Uncle Zhou, Aunt Wang..." Wan Ping'an stepped forward and greeted politely.

Zhou Biao and Wang Xuerong did not respond, they just stared at Wan Pingan.

"Wan Ping'an, let me see where you are going this time?" Suddenly, Zhou Biao grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"Uncle Zhou, what are you doing?" Wan Ping'an said slightly stunned.

"What are you doing?" Wang Xuerong slammed the table and stood up, staring fiercely at Wan Ping'an and roared: "You useless piece of shit, you've harmed me.

My son has lost his finger, and today I will kill you!"

Wan Pingan was startled and seemed to understand something. He frowned and said, "Uncle Zhou, are you mistaken? I have never hurt your son. On the contrary, he has insulted me many times..."

Snapped!

Before she finished speaking, Wang Xuerong slapped Wan Ping'an on the face and shouted: "Shut up!"

Five bright red fingerprints appeared on Wan Pingan's cheek, and he suddenly felt the burning pain on his face.

"Wan Ping An, how dare you lie to me!"