He entered a wealthy family by mistake

No wonder he looks so much like He Jiao. He turns out to be He Jiao's son.

Hansen glanced at Ye Miao at the next table with a very cold expression.

Ronnie's father, Marquis Luo, had not seen Hansen reply to his text message for a long time, so he could only take the initiative to send a text message to ask: Is the boy you see in the photo?

Hansen ignored it and wanted to turn off his phone and ignore it, but Marquis Luo sent another text message: Now that His Majesty has been imprisoned by that damn madman Byrne, and the royal family has been transferred to the big boss to take over, our people have no way to rescue His Majesty. There was nothing we could do. Byrne sent people to keep a close eye on us and collect evidence of our crimes everywhere.

You can't be ungrateful. If His Majesty hadn't given you a hand twenty years ago, would you still be the leader of District 5 now?

Hansen sneered when he saw the text message: What did that matter twenty years ago have to do with him, but tell me what kind of help he did for me?

When Marquis Luo saw this reply, he cursed angrily: Don't forget, when you protected District 5, our Majesty personally sent people to treat those injured brothers. Without Your Majesty, most of your men would have died long ago. Now you Your subordinates are all healed from their injuries, so you won’t admit it?

Hansen's eyes were cold and narrowed. It was obvious that the king wanted to win over him, so he sent people to rescue him, and it was as if he was begging them.

Marquis Luo probably realized it himself, and quickly typed and played the emotional card: How can you say that the two of you are a family, and you are so heartless to watch them bully His Majesty?

I can say my ugly words first, if His Majesty is really gone, our Luo family will not provide you with supplies in the 5th district, and whether the people in your 5th district have food or not is none of our business.

You should know better than anyone that in the past twenty years, we have assisted you in helping the poor in District 5 because of the King, so that they have food to eat and houses to live in.

The more Hansen looked at it, the more funny he found it: What do you mean by letting them eat enough to prevent them from starving to death? Provide us with supplies? What, the small workshop you opened in my 5th district and those shady businesses are not produced by us for you?

Marquis Luo was speechless for a moment. After all, some of his shady business was done by the poor in District 5. He provided Hansen with money and Hansen provided labor. In fact, everyone got what they needed.

He just couldn't save the king now, so he wanted to kidnap Hansen morally. Unexpectedly, Hansen didn't accept this trick.

Marquis Luo: Well, even if we are mutually beneficial in this matter, isn't His Majesty your relative? When His Majesty really steps down, will Byrne let my Luo family go? Our Luo family can still run our small workshop in District 5 without yours. How can you feed the more than 5 poor people in District if we all die?

Hansen clenched his phone and looked gloomy. It was because he couldn't support so many people that he kept cooperating with Marquis Luo and helping him with his underground business.

It's obviously just a cooperative relationship, but Marquis Luo always thinks that they are on the same boat, and he also thinks that he is also working for the king.

Hansen just wanted to laugh. That piece of trash who abandoned his family to enjoy the glory and wealth on his own was worthy of his life.

Hansen didn't reply. Marquis Luo thought he had persuaded Hansen and immediately assigned Hansen a task: Now that His Highness is under your nose, we can get rid of him without anyone noticing. The Duke will definitely not be able to withstand this blow after the death of His Highness. He will not be in the mood to manage the royal family. When the time comes, the royal family will not be able to be taken over by our majesty.

Don't worry, I will definitely give you the corresponding reward after the work is completed.

Don’t you want to build a new house in District 5? Do you want clean and tidy streets? As long as you help us get rid of His Highness, our Luo family will immediately send someone to help you do it.

These conditions are undoubtedly tempting to Hansen. Killing one person in exchange for the lives of more than 100,000 people is a deal that he will not lose at all.

Hansen looked at Ye Miao, who was eating hard bread at the next table, with a murderous look in his eyes.

But looking at Ye Miao's face, he thought of He Jiao. He Jiao was violent, but at the same time, she was also gentle.

Hansen fell into memories. The first time he met He Jiao was twenty years ago, in a dilapidated tavern.

He Jiao drank all the big men to their knees and won their money, but later returned the money to those people.

Wearing a smart black combat uniform, she stood on a chair with her feet on the table, sweeping the big men in the tavern and telling them domineeringly, "As long as you follow me, you will be guaranteed to eat well and drink hot food. From now on, your slum will become the whole The most prosperous and unattainable big city in country D.”

"Hahaha, little sister! You must have drunk too much and started talking nonsense! Even though your uncle and I drank too much, I don't even dare to think about it!"

At the round table closest to He Jiao, a drunken uncle blushed and waved his hands, laughing at He Jiao without taking it seriously.

The person at the opposite table didn't take it seriously either, and said to He Jiao with a hearty smile, "If you can make our slum prosperous and prosperous, then uncle, I'll do anything for you."

"Including me as an uncle! We will all work hard for you."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, not to mention prosperity, as long as you can keep us fed and clothed, we uncles will be your slaves for life, and future generations will serve you for generations."

……

The tavern was very lively. The uncles were joking with He Jiao and it was so fun.

Hansen, who was sitting in the corner, just listened, leaning on his chair and smoking while watching the girl who was about the same age as him, calmly watching as her legs stepped boldly onto the table.

He heard that a very powerful girl came from the slums. She was very skilled. The leaders of districts 1 to 4 were beaten into pig heads by her, and he was the girl's last target.

"Don't you believe what I said either?"

He Jiao glanced past the laughing men and raised his lips to Hansen in the corner, smiling brightly and wantonly.

After He Jiao said this, everyone noticed that their leader was also in the tavern. There was silence for a moment. No one dared to speak anymore. They all lowered their heads and drank nervously.

Although Hansen was only 19 at the time, he was already very skillful and ruthless in dealing with disobedient people. No one in District 5 was not afraid of him.

He Jiao jumped off the chair and walked up to Hansen who was sitting in the corner. He pulled out the chair opposite Hansen and sat down. He pointed at the cigarette Hansen put on the table and asked with a smile, "Do you mind if I smoke one?"

"Please."

Hansen, who was leaning on a chair and smoking calmly, gave a thumbs up. He had blond hair and blue eyes, a slender figure, fair skin, and an aristocratic appearance. There was a cold and oppressive feeling all over his body.

But this did not suppress He Jiao in any way.

She smiled and lit up the cigarette and tried to take a puff. It was difficult to smoke. She immediately put it out and complained, "It's really difficult to smoke."

Hansen had no expression when he heard this. He just leaned on the chair and looked at He Jiao with one arm folded indifferently. The smoke slowly came out of his mouth.

He Jiao opened the bottle of white wine and drank it fiercely. After several sips, he put the wine on the table, wiped his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief, "I feel good."

Hansen couldn't help but twitch his brows. This white wine tasted like boiled water in He Jiao's mouth.