Skill Maker

After a while, Jiang He returned to the shop with a kitchen knife.

The kitchen knife was thrown on the table with a clang, and Jiang He pulled a stool and sat down.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and blew out a smoke ring. Jiang He stared at Jiang Zhengqiang expressionlessly, Say it! Old man, what's going on?

Jiang He was very annoyed that the two friends brought back by his father smashed the stall as soon as they entered the door!

Son, you...you...killed someone?

Jiang Zhengqiang's face was full of panic, as if he hadn't recovered from the incident of Jiang He stabbing people with a knife.

Kill the fart!

Jiang He snorted angrily, and pointed to the kitchen knife on the table, Look! Do you see a little blood on the kitchen knife? I'm just scaring them!

With Jiang He's Unparalleled Sword Technique, it is absolutely possible to cut the knife close to the flesh without hurting the slightest bit. The feeling of the cold blade slicing across the skin is enough to make one feel chilling!

Just now, when Jiang He was chasing them out, he slashed across the street with a knife, chasing after the bald man and the tall, thin pony tail and slashing, the knife passed close to the flesh, and the two bastards were so frightened that they cried for their mothers!

So, don't look at how vicious the gangsters behave, as long as you are not afraid of him and dare to fight, once you get serious, they will be scared!

It's fine if you don't kill people! It's fine if you don't kill people!

Jiang Zhengqiang let out a sigh of relief.

You still haven't told me what's going on?

Jiang He pointed at the messy shop, You brought those two people back! Why did they come to smash the stall?

me……

Jiang Zhengqiang was flirting with Ai Ai, his face was full of embarrassment, he didn't know how to speak.

At this time, are you still planning to hide it from me?

Jiang He's voice was a little high, and there was a bit of anger in his words.

That... son, let me tell you... I...

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Zhengqiang gritted his teeth and said the final answer: I... I lost our house!

What?

Jiang He froze for a moment, staring at Jiang Zhengqiang with bulging eyes, I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?

I lost our house!

Jiang Zhengqiang drooped his head, looking like a dead pig.

You mean...

Pointing to the store, Jiang He was shocked, You lost this house?

Yes, it is!

Jiang Zhengqiang lowered his head deeply, not daring to look into Jiang He's eyes.

Hoo...hoo...

Jiang He panted heavily, his eyes fixed on Jiang Zhengqiang, as if a fire was churning in his heart.

Old man, you are really capable!

The cigarette butt in his hand was thrown heavily on the ground, Jiang He's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth, If you weren't my father, you would have been beaten to death by me!

I……

Jiang Zhengqiang shrank his neck, not daring to speak.

Taking a few deep breaths, Jiang He suppressed the anger in his heart and calmed himself down.

Things have already happened, anger will not help, how to deal with the aftermath is the key.

After calming down, Jiang He realized that something was wrong.

Jiang He's father, Jiang Zhengqiang, is an honest and responsible person. Although he usually plays small cards, losing a house should not be something Jiang Zhengqiang can do.

Old man, tell me the whole thing. Where you played the cards and how you lost the house, tell me everything!

Jiang He took out a pack of Jingbaisha, passed one to Jiang Zhengqiang, and said, I always feel that there is something wrong with it.

Oh well!

Jiang Zhengqiang took the cigarette, lit it for himself, and then told Jiang He what happened.

Last night, Lao Liu asked me to fight landlords at the 'Hongshan Chong Tea House'. Because Lao Zhang didn't come, Lao Liu called the owner of the teahouse, Mr. Kun, over to make a table.

Master Kun? Wang Zhikun?

Hearing the name Master Kun, Jiang He frowned.

This Wang Zhikun is a big brother on the road in the mixed society. He has opened several bars and teahouses, and he is a well-known social person in the Yuhu District.

The matter of his father losing the house may have something to do with this Wang Zhikun.

Go ahead, what's next?

Jiang He secretly memorized the name Wang Zhikun and motioned to Jiang Zhengqiang to let him continue.

Next, let's play cards. Old Liu said to play Doudizhu for one dollar. I thought it was a one-dollar game, so I agreed. When the bill is settled at the table, all chips are used. After the game is over, Only then did I know... one chip is worth a thousand dollars!

Old Liu? Old Liu, the pig butcher?

Hearing this, Jiang He frowned again.

This old Liu first asked his father to fight the landlord, and then said that he was fighting the landlord for one piece, but he did not explain how much a chip was worth.

Obviously... the old man was tricked!

I didn't know that one chip was worth a thousand dollars! Otherwise, how could I have played so big? I... I lost five hundred chips! That's half a million dollars!

Jiang Zhengqiang's eyes were a little red, and his voice was choked up, I've never lost so much money. How can I have so much money? I can't afford it! I owe Master Kun half a million, what should I pay? Later... ...Later, I gave the house to Master Kun!

Jiang Zhengqiang covered his face with his hands, and lowered his head deeply.

Is that so?

Jiang He glanced at Jiang Zhengqiang, saw that there were still bruises on his face, and already guessed what was going on in his heart.

The old man was tricked and lost half a million yuan, but he couldn't afford the money, and he didn't want to mortgage the property, but he couldn't afford the debt!

Wang Zhikun's kind of gangster must have given the old man a hard time, and even... threatened Jiang Zhengqiang with Jiang He's life, which made the old man give in!

So, the two bastards who smashed the stall just now are Wang Zhikun's subordinates?

Jiang He's eyes turned cold!

Well! They are Master Kun's subordinates. I mortgaged the house to Master Kun, and they are here to collect the house for Master Kun.

Jiang Zhengqiang looked up at Jiang He with a mournful face, and two lines of tears rolled out of his eyes, Son, I'm damned! I lost our house! We have nothing! What will we do in the future?

fine!

Jiang He smiled and comforted: Dad, don't worry, I will take care of this matter!

You will solve it? How will you solve it...

Jiang Zhengqiang was about to ask, when he suddenly saw the kitchen knife on the table, and remembered Jiang He's slashing with the knife just now, he was startled, Son, you must not act recklessly. It is against the law to kill people!

I know! I'll try to reason with them!

Jiang He nodded, glanced at Jiang Zhengqiang, and said, Dad, I haven't had breakfast yet! Go cook me a bowl of noodles!

Uh... good!

Jiang Zhengqiang was stunned for a moment, and quickly got up to cook noodles for Jiang He.

After sending Jiang Zhengqiang away, Jiang He began to think about the ins and outs of this matter.

This matter... is obviously a game against the old man. But, what is the purpose of Wang Zhikun doing this game? Just for this dilapidated house?

The dilapidated house in Jiang He's family is not worth much at all. Wang Zhikun did such a game just for this house?

Beep beep...

At this time, Jiang He's mobile phone suddenly sounded a message notification tone.

Taking out the phone, a news message popped up on the screen.

Changming Real Estate Company signed a cooperation agreement with the Yuhu District government to invest a huge amount of money in the old city renovation project!

Seeing this news, Jiang He suddenly realized, So that's the case! So it's about to be demolished! No wonder Wang Zhikun set up a scheme to plot against the old man! Money is touching!

Without demolition, this dilapidated house is worthless. Once demolished, this dilapidated house is worth at least a few million!

Make a game, make a fool of yourself, and you can make millions by changing hands. How could Wang Zhikun not do this kind of thing? Moreover, isn't an honest person like Jiang Zhengqiang the best target to attack?

Wang Zhikun, you have a good plan. It's just...you shouldn't mess with me!

A sneer appeared on Jiang He's icy face, and his eyes became cold and sharp!