Superb Female Ghost Shelter

"Stop!"

Zhang Di stepped forward and grabbed Meng Jiao's arm.

"Let go of the village chief!"

"Let go of the village chief!"

"..."

Several gangsters immediately surrounded Zhang Di, staring at Zhang Di with wide eyes, and almost started to fight if they disagreed.

The middle-aged woman was probably Zhang Di's mother. She was afraid that Zhang Di would suffer a loss, so she immediately stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Di: "Didi, let go of the village chief, quickly!"

"Hey! Zhang Di, this is your ancestral home!"

Qin Yan walked in and said with a smile.

"Qin Yan! You...why is it you?"

Zhang Di looked very surprised at first, but he soon realized what he had boasted about before, and immediately lowered his head in shame.

At the same time, Zhang Di involuntarily let go of Meng Jiao's hand.

"Zhang Di, your ancestral home is your private property. If anyone dares to demolish your house, you will kill him! It's okay, I'll be responsible for anything that happens!"

Qin Yan seemed to be smiling, but his words were full of undoubted domineering.

Although Qin Yan didn't know what happened between Zhang Di and Meng Jiao, it was obvious that Zhang Di was bullied.

Although Zhang Di is not his ghost servant or corpse servant, he has at least shared the joys and sorrows with him. Qin Yan cannot possibly watch him being bullied.

What's more, Qin Yan was unhappy when he saw Meng Jiao.

After hearing Qin Yan's words, Meng Jiao couldn't help but look up and down at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan was relatively free during the days when he was selling beauty creams. Accompanied by Geng Yaoyao and Xia Xueni, he bought a lot of good clothes.

It looks particularly energetic when worn at this moment.

Seeing that Qin Yan was well dressed, Meng Jiao was a little unsure about Qin Yan's background.

If Qin Yan was still wearing the same clothes as before, Meng Jiao would definitely have dismissed Qin Yan and would have asked someone to rush up and beat Qin Yan wildly.

If you run wild in his place, isn't this looking for death?

Meng Jiao winked at the person next to him and asked him to go out and see what kind of car Qin Yan was driving.

The man nodded, turned around and walked away.

"Kid, do you know your last name?"

Meng Jiao planned to stabilize Qin Yan first, and then make plans after investigating Qin Yan's details.

"No need to give your last name!"

"Oh! The surname is Ni! This surname is good! It is said that it is a noble surname! What is it called?"

Meng Jiao thought Qin Yan was talking about Ni.

The surname Ni is indeed an aristocratic surname, and he is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor.

"Call Grandpa!"

"Grandpa? This name is..."

Meng Jiao didn't react at first, chewing on these two words in his heart, but he soon realized that Qin Yan was playing tricks on him.

"Hey! My grandson is so good! Come on, come on, grandpa, there is candy here!"

Qin Yan agreed. As he spoke, he took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket and put it in Meng Jiao's hand.

After hearing Qin Yan's words and seeing Qin Yan's actions, everyone onlookers burst out laughing.

They thought it was so funny.

Especially those who were often bullied by Meng Jiao deliberately laughed very loudly.

Meng Jiao's face turned pale in an instant. He had never been insulted like this before, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"That's too much! Hit me!"

Meng Jiao roared angrily and yelled loudly at the gangsters around him.

Before Qin Yan could take action, Zhao Zishen took out his smoking gun and clicked it on the joints of several gangsters.

It would definitely not be possible for Zhao Zishen to deal with the Corpse King, but he would have no problem dealing with a few ruffians.

After all, this is what I eat.

Several gangsters were knocked down by Zhao Zishen in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Zhao Zishen in disbelief.

If Zhao Zishen were a young man, everyone would accept him.

But Zhao Zishen was an old man in his fifties, and it was unbelievable for them to bring down three or five gangsters in the blink of an eye.

Meng Jiao, in particular, was stunned.

In fact, Qin Yan was also very surprised.

"Master Zhao, I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply!"

"Where! Where! My benefactor has rewarded me! I didn't stop you from showing off, did I!" Zhao Zishen said haha.

Even though Zhao Zishen is old, he still knows something about young people.

He knows that today's young people love to show off, and they pretend to be cool and seamless.

The so-called seamless connection is like this. It needs to be stepped on by unscrupulous people. When the protagonist can't bear it anymore, there will suddenly be a big explosion.

Qin Yan didn't expect that Zhao Zishen knew the word "pretending", and he should be someone who often checked Moments.

In fact, Qin Yan really wanted to show off just now.

He especially wanted to see that he felt no pain when those people hit him, but those people looked confused.

Of course this kind of thing cannot be said.

Qin Yan waved his hand, smiled and said, "It doesn't matter!"

The gangster who was sent out came back. When he saw his companions on the ground, he was stunned. It took him a while to react.

He walked up to Meng Jiao, put his stinky mouth into Meng Jiao's ear, and said in a low voice: "He drives a BMW S series. The lowest price seems to be more than one million!"

A person who can drive a car worth more than one million yuan is usually worth tens of millions.

Meng Jiao couldn't help but frown.

Although he is a village chief, he is different from those village chiefs who engage in demolition around the city.

Those village chiefs who are worth tens of millions will be laughed at, and many of them are worth hundreds of millions.

He is a village chief in the countryside of the county. He can earn more than 100,000 yuan a year, which is pretty good. He certainly cannot go against someone like Qin Yan who is worth tens of millions.

When Meng Jiao saw Taoist Priest Tianqiong, he couldn't help but hatch a vicious plan in his heart.

He was not going to do anything with Qin Yan openly, but was going to cause trouble for Qin Yan secretly.

"Zhang Di, I'll let you go today, let's see!"

Meng Jiao turned around, led the people away, and threw the chewing gum Qin Yan put in his hand on the ground.

"Grandson, walk slowly!"

Qin Yan stretched out his hand to greet Meng Jiao.

But then Qin Yan frowned because he saw Meng Jiao actually throw the chewing gum he sent out to the ground.

This is simply disrespectful.

For such people, Qin Yan's consistent style is, if you don't give me face, I will beat you until you lose face.

"Hey! Grandson, stop for grandpa!"

Qin Yan shouted loudly and pointed at Meng Jiao's back.

Meng Jiao ignored Qin Yan and walked out the door.

Zhao Zishen smiled, took out his big smoking gun, took two quick steps, hooked Meng Jiao's collar with the bent smoking pot, and pulled back hard.

With a "pop" sound, Meng Jiao sat down on the ground.

"Hahaha!"

The onlookers burst into laughter.

Among them, the person who had been bullied by Meng Jiao laughed the most, and at the same time secretly cursed Meng Jiao that retribution was coming.

Meng Jiao got up from the ground with a red face and a thick neck, pointed his finger at Qin Yan, and said in a trembling voice: "Boy, just wait, I won't let you go!"

"I don't seem to be ready to let you go!"

Qin Yan said coldly.