Skilled in managing a house

"Boss, the bed here is so nice! It seems to be filled with water!"

In Fan Shiji's villa, all the gangsters were idle and bored, and some simply went upstairs for a stroll.

After wandering around for a while, the gangsters strolled back and made envious sounds.

"That's called a waterbed, what does it mean? When we have money, let's buy it too!" The third young master of Temple Street was sitting on the sofa in the living room, shouting carelessly.

In this business, in addition to the money distributed to his subordinates, he can also get several million. He had planned how to use the money, but now he dared to default on it.

"Boss, the bathroom upstairs is better. It's like a sauna, especially the bathtub. You can blow bubbles in it!" Another gangster came down and said.

"What's that called an ion bath? Rich people are extravagant and they still have this at home!" Yang Yong also said angrily.

"Of course you have luxury if you have money, and you can have luxury if you have money." The third young master of Temple Street said with a smile.

"I'm already rich, but I didn't expect these bastards to dare to do this to me!" Yang Yong said, looking at the squatting Jin Aoxiang hatefully.

Jin Aoxiang lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with these people. His wife and daughter were trembling, and their legs were already numb.

The third young master of Temple Street looked at his watch at this moment, and it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. He stood up and walked towards Jin Aoxiang. When he came in front of Jin Aoxiang, he lifted his leg and kicked it.

"Damn it! It's already eight o'clock, and here's the promised money!" The third young master of Temple Street stared at Jin Aoxiang, who was kicked to the ground.

Jin Aoxiang turned his head to the sky and said tremblingly: "Our boss should be back soon."

"You said it's fast, how long have I been waiting!" Temple Street Third Young Master scolded.

"He may have some entertainment, but he will almost certainly be back in the evening," Jin Aoxiang said bitterly.

"What do you mean it's almost certain! You're not trying to deceive us on purpose, are you!" The third young master of Temple Street shouted.

"How dare I." Jin Aoxiang almost cried.

When I was dealing with this group of people before, they were promoted to bosses one by one, but now, I was simply being bullied.

As the saying goes, if you have money, you are a boss, but if you don’t have money, you are nothing.

"Jin, as I said before, if I get the money ten minutes late, I will chop off one of your fingers!" the third young master of Temple Street said viciously.

"Third brother, third brother" Jin Aoxiang said with a sad face: "Don't do this, our boss will definitely come back. As soon as he comes back, you can get the money."

"Male Gobi, I'm going to get angry when I see you now! In front of us, that one was showing off his power, and that one was arrogant. He asked us to do that, and then asked us to do this, and they all treated us like they were not human beings! You're wet! It rained all night, and I was soaked in the water, and almost died. We did it for money, but now you are so good, you still dare to rely on our hard-earned money." The third young master of Temple Street said cursingly.

These words resonated with everyone present.

"It's his fault! Isn't it?" "Brothers are going through life and death one by one, and you still dare to default on your debt!" "If you don't see the money in ten minutes, chop off your fingers!" "Chop off your hands and then your feet, you're dead After that, chop your wife and daughter into pieces!”.

"Don't just chop up his wife and daughter. It's too wasteful." A gangster suddenly said.

"Yes, yes, it's too wasteful to just chop it!" "Have fun first and then chop it!" "It's paralyzing! Brothers are so bad these days, they just want to be cool with money! If they don't have money, just make their wife happy And my daughter!" The other gangsters also shouted.

These sounds almost scared Jin Aoxiang's wife and daughter to death.

"Brothers, I will definitely give you the money. Please don't hurt my family." Jin Aoxiang said pitifully.

His intestines are filled with regret now. If he had known that this would happen, even if he were beaten to death, he would not dare to interact with these guys. Once you get it on, you really can't get rid of it.

"Those named Jin, although we are gangsters on the street, we still have principles. Don't worry, we won't touch your wife and daughter right away." The third young master of Temple Street said coldly.

"Thank you, third brother." Jin Aoxiang said quickly.

"I haven't finished speaking yet. I mean I won't move right away, but that doesn't mean I won't move. Brothers, we worked hard all night last night and had no time to relax during the day. If you fool us again, we will be exhausted physically and mentally! In this way, we Go upstairs and take a shower first, and ask your wife and daughter to relax our shoulders and give us a massage or something. And you, wait below, it’s exactly eight o’clock now, and I’ll chop off one of your fingers in less than ten minutes. When you die, we will attack them!" After the third young master of Temple Street finished speaking, he pointed to Jin Aoxiang's wife and daughter, "Take them upstairs!"

"Okay!" "Okay!". The gangsters don't care about that. In their eyes, they only have money and women. Jin Aoxiang owed so much money, which was everyone's hard-earned money. These people all wanted to cut Jin Aoxiang into pieces.

They went over and directly picked up Jin Aoxiang's wife and daughter and dragged them upstairs.

"No, no" "Dad, save me. Save me." Lin Meimei and Jin Yucui were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they could only ask Jin Aoxiang for help.

Jin Aoxiang could only beg again and again, "Don't be like this, it's easy to discuss things, easy to discuss."

"It's a waste of discussion! If we don't get the money, you're going to die!" Temple Street Third Young Master scolded.

After saying that, he walked upstairs.

As soon as his men and horses left, Yang Yong's gangsters gathered in front of Jin Aoxiang again.

Yang Yong looked at him coldly and said: "Boss Jin, you heard what the third child said. We are here to check the watch and chop off one of your fingers every ten minutes!"

Jin Aoxiang was so frightened that he never imagined that the situation would be so serious. Seeing his wife and daughter being dragged upstairs crying, he was even more helpless and might not even be able to save his life.

For a moment, tears burst out of his eyes unconsciously.

Time passed quite quickly, ten minutes came quickly. Yang Yong looked at his men and said calmly: "It's time."

The gangsters under his command immediately understood, and four of them came up at once. Some were responsible for gagging Jin Aoxiang's mouth, some were responsible for holding down Jin Aoxiang's hand, and some took out an ax and pointed it at Jin Aoxiang's little finger.

Jin Aoxiang was almost scared to death and struggled hard, but he couldn't break away from the four men. His mouth was covered and he couldn't even make a sound, he could only say "Uh-huh".

"Click!"

The hand rises and the ax falls!

"Uh" Jin Aoxiang rolled his eyes and almost died from the pain.

The four men released him and he collapsed on the ground, trembling with pain.

The bodyguards and nannies of Fan Shiji's family turned pale with fright when they saw this.

"Ring ring ring"

Suddenly, Yang Yong's cell phone rang.

As soon as he saw the number, he immediately said: "Get ready, the person is back!"

Hearing this, Jin Aoxiang almost vomited blood. He was so unlucky. As soon as he finished chopping, Fan Shiji came back.