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When Zhang Haike was mentioned, Wu Xie exerted endless energy and shook his neck, "You're still trying to kill me behind my back, ah! If you don't fight back, I'll hit you so hard that your mother won't even recognize you!"

If he doesn't fight back, he's not a saint. If you don't fight back, you'll be the one who gets beaten.

Sure enough, after a few blows, the Zhang family couldn't bear it any more, so they got into a stance and punched Wuxie.

Wuxie lay down on the ground directly, "Fat man! Help!"

The soundproofing of the house is so good that I can't call him fat.

"Zhang Qiling! You Zhang family members have attacked your home!~"

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Just now, the Zhang family was kicked down the wall and coughed several times. It seemed that the movement was really loud. The fat man came out of the room in a hurry and held a hammer:

"Innocent! You, what are you doing lying on the floor? Damn it! There's been a thief? You've stolen into the fat man's house!"

Before the fat man could rush forward, the younger brother grabbed the man's clothes, clasped his arms behind his back and pressed him to the ground: "Are you taking action?"

"Clan leader! Clan leader! I didn't, I didn't!! Look at me, I was beaten!"

The little brother went over to help Wuxie up, and the fat man moved a chair for him. He stood on one side holding a hammer and staring at the man closely.

"Fat man, look at my face."

The fat man took a look: "As young as the clouds -"

Wuxie pinched his thigh and blinked.

"Ouch! Oops! Little brother, I have to go to the hospital now!"

"You farted and I moved my fingers. I'm going to the hospital!"

Wuxie looked at the man: "What's your name? Forget it, don't tell me, I don't want to know. So, you can pay the money, not much, eighty-eight thousand."

Zhang family: "Pengci..." He looked at his younger brother and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll bring it to you tomorrow. If I'm unlucky and can't hold back, I'll beat you up. Just wait!"

The little brother still looked at him and cleared his throat innocently, "Now, what should I do if you run away? I am so busy every day and have to play games with me but I don't have time to look for you. You call the Zhang family and send me a message." Money comes.”

The man angrily took out his cell phone: "Brother Hai! Save me, no, redeem me. I'm here with the clan leader. I didn't do anything. He hit me. Wu Xie hit me, so I repaid him, and he asked me to pay for it." ,,88,000, I want it now.”

The Zhang family may have been lurking nearby, but people came soon, carrying cash.

"Clan leader," Zhang Haike took off his sunglasses and handed the money over. The younger brother looked at Wuxie. Wuxie glanced at it and threw it back: "No need, take it back and take the money with you."

The fat man put his hand on Wu Xie's shoulder and struck repeatedly: "Zhen Wu Xie!" Were you beaten stupid? Money delivered to your door!

Wu Xie: "I'm not blackmailing you either. I got this punch in vain. I'm usually very busy. There just happened to be a lot of you here today. If you need anything, just tell me quickly and don't sneak into my house all day long. Also , After today, don’t come to him if it’s no big deal, he is already one of ours, no matter what troubles you have with the Zhang family.”

Zhang Haike looked at the younger brother and saw that he didn't say a word and glared at the Zhang family member who made the move. Then he said with a smile: "Oh, it's all a misunderstanding. Well, I apologize to you, I -"

Wu Xie stopped him and said, "Don't make weird expressions on your face. I feel uncomfortable. Oh, my face hurts. Fatty, go back and give me some medicine."

Wuxie took Fatty away, leaving the younger brother to deal with their Zhang family's affairs.

It's not that he's being petty, it's just that people come to the house every few days, and it's easy to see that they belong to the Zhang family, so it's not a big deal. The Zhang family hasn't come to see their little brother for so many years, can they live normally? What happens now, trivial things are coming. What are you pretending to be?

Fatty: "Are you stupid? You really don't want the money delivered to your door?"

Wuxie: "Originally I wanted to, but when I thought about it, it was a bit embarrassing to blackmail people. Just let them handle the internal affairs of their family. It's okay to have people come all day long. What if there is something really wrong with a guy, but I didn't see him? Ruined."

The fat man snorted. He wanted money. Is it too late to get punched now?

For about half an hour, there was movement in the yard one after another. Then the little brother came in, looked at Wu Xie's face, and touched it with his hand.

"Leaving?" Wuxie asked.

The little brother nodded and stretched out his hand to look at the fat man. The fat man looked at him, suddenly realized, gave him the ointment, and slipped back into the room.

Applying cold ointment to his face, Wu Xie said, "You're not disfigured, are you? I also care about my face."

"No, just tomorrow."